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He also reported to William at the same time, so Roland didn't wait a second, and continued on Sunday, "You have zero-hour first-level authority, and there is a magic cave at coordinate XX where a large number of homeless and fallen people gather.

It is strongly recommended that you bring your teammates and form a battle group of at least ten people."

Upon hearing that it was the Fallen, the corners of Roland's mouth turned up, not paying attention to the team formation that Sunday said,

Instead, he asked John Wick, "What level of authority do you have?"

"Level [-], what's wrong?"

"You have been with Mr. De Hill for so many years, and you only have the first level of authority?" Roland asked in surprise, "How many levels of authority are there?"

"Ninth level." Seeing Roland's face darken, John Wick immediately explained, "As far as I know, there are not even ten other first-level authority holders except me.

The specific name was not mentioned on Sunday, but Miss Abigail's authority is only level two, so, buddy, you don't think that artificial intelligence like Sunday, which has been ahead of the world for decades, can be used by individuals, right? "

"That's it." Roland, who had always been a little sensitive because of his skin color, was happy when he heard that Abigail, who managed the entire De Hill Group for William, had only a second-level authority.

Moreover, there are less than ten people with first-level authority, and a person who just joined the team can get temporary authority. Doesn't this mean that William values ​​​​himself very much?

With this in mind, Roland, who was already full of affection for William, couldn't help but secretly admire William in his heart.

"John, let's form a team to clean up a fallen man's lair. I want to be the first person in the penance group battle group to have the Holy Light ring."

Regarding the elimination of monsters, John Wick nodded without thinking because of his dead wife and Mephisto.

"Wait, wait," the fat pastor Hennessy, who had been silent all the time, quickly whispered, "Take me, take me."

"Roland, I have helped you before," Hennessy pulled the frowning Roland, "Don't forget that when you applied to join the penance group, I voted for it.

And we are drinking buddies, you bastard stole so much wine from the monastery quietly, but I helped you cover it."

"Hey," Roland smiled, "You said we were drinking buddies, didn't you drink the wine I took?"

"If you don't take me, I promise to change the password of the wine cellar." Hennessy threatened with a smile, "If you have money, you bastard, you won't be able to buy wine that has been in the cellar for dozens, hundreds, or even hundreds of years." ".

"Wait, Hennessy," John Wick suddenly interrupted him, then looked around secretly, before whispering,

"I don't think you need to kill demons at all."

"What do you mean, John?" Hennessy almost scolded when he saw that his new friend who had been taken care of by him for half a month actually betrayed him at this time.

Fortunately, John Wick covered his mouth and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, you dead alcoholic, wait until I finish speaking."

After looking around at the people who only glanced over and stopped paying attention, John said, "You idiot, haven't you heard the news?"

"Miss Jesse, who is responsible for helping Mr. De Hill manage the winery, bought the Macallan Whiskey Winery in Scotland some time ago.

That means nothing more than I need to say, you lucky fellow."

"You mean the wine is also good under the crown?" Hennessy's eyes lit up, and his voice trembled with excitement, "My Lord, God, there are at least tens of thousands of bottles of spirits that are more than a century old hidden in the monasteries of the penances all over the world." .

"Whiskey, whiskey," Hennessy murmured for a while holding his head, his eyes lit up, and he exclaimed in a low voice,

"Praise De Hill, I remember that in the ascetic monastery in Scotland, there seemed to be more than a dozen barrels of whiskey that were more than two hundred years old, not to mention,

There must also be Macallan bottled wine, at least fifty or sixty years ago."

"During World War II, the monastery not only stored alcohol, but also stored a lot of whiskey as a spirit.

There are also many rich people in the local area who are worried that German planes will fly over England and fly over them.

Many people flocked to the monastery in the mountains and hid for half a year before leaving.

And when they leave, they will definitely have no face to take away the things donated to the monastery. The food may be gone, but there will be a lot of wine." Hennessy said more and more excitedly, "No, I have to go to Scotland."

As soon as Hennessy finished speaking, a mobile phone and earphone set appeared in front of him.

Roland moved two steps in an instant, blocking the eyes of others with his body. Seeing this, John Wick immediately took the mobile phone in mid-air, and put the earphones into Hennessy's ears.

When Hennessy excitedly took the mobile phone handed over by John Wick, it was not even ten seconds after it was turned on.

A ring with temperature appeared in front of him without warning.

But before he was happy for a few seconds, Roland and John Wick couldn't help laughing silently when they saw that the pattern on the ring was not a deer head, but an oak barrel with clear texture.

Roland opened his mouth, revealing his white teeth, "Master Wine Barrel, you must be the most unique member of the Holy Light Knights from now on."

Hennessy, who had a Holy Light Ring for a long time, already regarded this oak barrel ring as more important than the Holy Light Ring.

This means that he has really entered William's eyes.

The three quickly reached an agreement. Since Hennessy was going to be a burden, it would be better to call in a few penances who are good at close combat, so as to avoid any accidents to Hennessy, who had already become William's wine chief during the battle.

Of course, Roland was in charge of calling people. He knew those people who were suitable for cooperation better than Hennessy and John Wick.

It didn't take long for a five-person team to form, two melee, two long-range, and one quietly left with a CZ83 oil bottle.

Driving two cars to the address provided by Sunday, John Wick parked the car at the corner of the street a hundred meters away, and nodded with Roland.

The big black guy opened the car door, looked around for a while, and made a few gestures with the two ascetics who followed behind, and the three of them quietly dispersed, one at a time, two at a time, heading towards this somewhat quiet street I touched it.

As a lone ranger, Roland, who had been ambushed several times by werewolves and vampires, was certainly good at hiding and sensing danger.

After only walking more than [-] meters, he felt that something was wrong, and there was a faint rancid smell in the air all the time.

And today is the day to elect the new head of the Illuminati Cult. Not to mention that the whole of Rome is bustling, but it is impossible to be as quiet and quaint as a small town, with few pedestrians.

Therefore, Roland did not follow the normal steps to go to the target location in the block, but turned into a retail store, pretended to be a drunk tourist, and walked directly to the drink area.