System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

A carriage stopped abruptly in front of it, and the driver in front brandished his whip and slapped it, cursing.

"Oh, okay..." The gray-robed man withdrew his hand, lowered his head to get out of the way, and then quickly walked along the road in the direction of leaving Suramar.

damn...

who the hell...

The man in the gray robe felt lingering fear, this was the first time he had this feeling after reaching the fifth level.

Obviously it was just a simple dispatch mission, the man in gray robe didn't even know why he was being targeted.

The most important thing is that he does not dare to use teleportation to return to the organization now.

In case there was some unknown imprint left on his body, if he just returned to the organization, the organization might be exposed.

After the gray-robed man walked about [-] meters, he turned his head again and looked in the direction of Suramar City.

Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in this bustling city, the gray-robed man was hesitating whether to go back and investigate who was spying on him just now.

Could it be the group of people from the "Flying Ascension" Society?

The gray-robed man thought more and more that it was possible.

It is very likely that he missed some eyeliner when he was recycling materials and manuscripts just now...

Thinking of this possibility, the man in gray robe squeezed his fist: "Damn..."

At this moment, he has already made a plan to go back and directly kill the department that "Flying Ascension" will use to contact in the hideout.

In the worst case, change the partner of cooperation in the future, and the organization's affairs must not be exposed.

They also have a great mission to accomplish, guarding the demon's treasure and making sure it doesn't fall into anyone's hands.

Just when he turned around and took a step towards Suramar City.

A complicated and simple magic circle appeared under his feet in an instant, and before he could react, his own feet had already stepped on it.

Seeing only a flash of light, the man in gray robe felt a familiar sense of spinning around.

It's teleportation!

It's that person from just now!

The man in the gray robe reacted quickly. As soon as the teleportation ended and his feet landed on the ground, his right hand began to glow with gray light.

Before he could see things clearly, a gray spear had condensed from the gray-robed man's right hand, and swept straight forward.

empty......

This is normal.

Relying on the sweeping gap, the gray-robed man quickly adjusted his spirit and looked at the scene in front of him.

This is......

hiding place?

The familiar cellar, there is no doubt that this is the hiding place where the man in the gray robe came this morning.

After putting down the items for exchange, he took the materials and left.

But unexpectedly, when he was about to leave the city, he was teleported back again.

The gray-robed man quickly scanned everything in front of him, and soon he noticed that there seemed to be a dull aura behind him.

"Shh-"

The gray holy spear quickly swept towards the rear, and at the same time, the gray-robed man quickly turned to look behind him.

But... empty again.

"You look nervous?"

A deep and somewhat magnetic female voice penetrated into the ears of the man in gray robe.

The gray-robed man quickly turned his head, raised his holy spear and pointed it forward, a little terrified.

He saw a tall and slender woman sitting at the table in front of him at some point - obviously there was no one there just now.

What a great speed!

Moreover, the gray-green curly-haired woman in formal attire was sitting gracefully on a stool, looking at him with a smile, as if she had no fear of the Holy Spear in his hand.

Although the wooden table and chairs were very simple, even a bit tattered, the woman's elegant posture made the man in the gray robe feel like he was attending a high-class ball.

He even started to wonder if he was missing his tux and wine glasses.

"You are..." The gray-robed man was about to question the identity of the other party, but a picture suddenly flashed in his mind.

That's a picture with a picture on the news...

"Joker?" The gray-robed man quickly confirmed the identity of the other party, and at the same time frowned slightly, "I don't seem to have any grievances with you."

The man in the gray robe hadn't been active in the Great Saaya Empire all the time, so he didn't recognize him at the first time.

But now that he recognized it, the gray-robed man fell into doubt.

Why did this "clown" who was suddenly active in Suramar suddenly pull him over?

Could it be because he was active on her territory?

The gray-robed man subconsciously thought that the "clown" had noticed his transactions in the hiding place.

After all, the clown has always been active in the Ibiza area, and it wouldn't be surprising that she found these hideouts in Ibiza's intelligence network.

This belongs to the "Flying Ascension" society's own problem, and it has nothing to do with him?

Thinking about it this way, the gray-robed man slowly withdrew his spear with the mentality that more things are worse than less things, and said slowly:

"Hello, Your Excellency Clown, my name is Bin, and I am just a superhuman who passed by here on a mission."

"Please forgive me if anything offends you."

After Bin finished speaking, he began to observe the clown's movements.

I saw that she didn't know when there was a flying knife emitting a cold light in her hand, and she was throwing it gently in her hand.

At the same time, the clown also spoke. She looked at Bin with a little smile on her face: "Are you doing business with the 'Feisheng' club?"

Hearing the clown's words, Bin's heart skipped a beat.

Although he didn't pay much attention to the affairs of Suramar City, he also knew that the "Ascension" he cooperated with seemed to offend the clown.

So Bin showed a slightly apologetic smile and explained:

"If it is 'Ascension' that offends you, I am deeply indignant...but I am not a member of the 'Ascension' society. You may have found the wrong person."

"The next time I come here, it's just to clear up the hands and feet of the 'Flying Ascension' meeting."

In just a few words, Bin expressed that he was not in the same position as the "Feisheng" society.

I'm not familiar with it, it's just a transaction.

And now he is here to silence, if the clown and "Ascension" have a grudge, then they are on the same front.

Bin felt that his explanation was sincere enough, but the mood of the clown in front of him didn't seem to change at all because of his words.

"Leaving aside the matter of the 'Flying Ascension' meeting," the clown squeezed the throwing knife in his hand, and slowly drew a series of marks on the wooden table in front of him, "You can introduce to me...you organization."

After Bin heard the words that "Flying Ascension" would not mention for the time being, his heart skipped a beat.

After hearing the back, the clown actually pointed out that there was an organization behind him, and Bin felt cold sweat starting to seep from his back.

Bad comers...

It seems that this Mr. Clown didn't know how to teleport himself here, and he had a clear purpose.

As a powerhouse of the fifth rank, Bin actually shouldn't behave... It can be said to be a bit humble.

But the pressure brought by the clown in front of her is unimaginable to others, especially the madness exuded by her jewel-like beautiful emerald pupils.

Bin knew that it would be useless to run away, because he would most likely be teleported back again.

And fight?

I don't even know how she moves.

Bin's ability itself comes from the opposite holy rank [blasphemer] of the goddess of hope [glorious one].

In the part that is not suitable for fighting alone, it is exactly the same as the Holy Order of the Goddess of Hope.

It's okay to rely on life-saving... But this is the territory of the clown, who can he drag to support?

After the tried-and-tested divine shield teleportation and sneak combo couldn't be used, it was the first time that Bin experienced this feeling of powerlessness after being promoted to the fifth level.

Bin took a deep breath, watching the clown's eyes gradually become firmer.

"If you want to know..." A gray holy shield slowly rose from Bin's body, "Just look for it from my corpse."

"Hahahahaha..."

Just when Bin put his whole body into it and was about to enter the fighting state, the clown in front of him laughed without warning.

"Bin...Bin, what the hell have I done to make you think we have to fight?"

The clown stood up with the throwing knife in his right finger, looked at Bin with a harmonious smile and continued:

"I just wanted to talk to you about your organization."

Bin frowned slightly, still maintaining a state of alert.

She still doesn't know what the clown in front of her wants to do, but he must not divulge the organization's information.

If it really reaches the point where he can't resist, he will choose to go crazy by himself, destroying all traces of the organization on his body.

"Could it be that your organization has something that cannot be known?" The clown spread his hands, and the throwing knife held by his fingertips slid down, with the tip of the knife facing down, swinging like a pendulum.

"Mieshi?" The clown looked like a smile controlling the corner of his mouth, but this slight twitch made her smile look more pervasive, "Or Mieshi?"

Hearing the clown's words, Bin opened his mouth to say something, but immediately closed it again.

What does it mean to destroy the world or destroy the world?Can't my organization be the salvation of the world?This was Bin's inner thought just now.

But Bin's expression just now was completely seen by the clown.

"It turned out to be the Salvation Organization."

The clown who caught the fish showed a "sincere" smile.