The bearded man in pajamas wiped the corners of his mouth and asked in a hoarse voice, "The arrest warrant has nothing to do with us, because we are all shoe cultists in their mouths and cannot be forgiven."

"...But I think we can take advantage of this opportunity and do something."

The first person on the left of the man with the mustache put down his knife and fork, bowed his head respectfully and asked him, "Master, I'm stupid, I don't know what you're talking about, what kind of opportunity is it?"

The man with the moustache raised his head slightly triumphantly, as if admiring his own wisdom, his voice was lowered, the tone was slippery and bewitching,

"Everyone in the association and the mysterious world is busy with arrest warrants. Isn't this a good time for us to fish in troubled waters?"

The first person on the right hand side of the man with the mustache also put down the knife and fork in his hand, bowed his head respectfully and asked him: "Then the leader, what are we going to do now?"

Mustache Man: "We should..."

"Bang bang bang..."

There was a knock on the living room door.

The room fell silent immediately.

Everyone quietly put down the knives and forks in their hands, and looked at the dark wooden door in the entrance of the living room in astonishment.

There was only one person whose eyes were indiscernible, with a hint of expectation in the astonishment. He was sitting in the middle on the left hand side of the man with the mustache. He was the only one whose face was completely exposed to the candlelight.

Under the gesture of the bearded man's eyes, the first man in a black suit on the right side of the bearded man got up, took out a dagger from his trousers pocket and put the dagger behind his back, walking step by step and silently with vigilant eyes To the solid wood door in the living room.

"Who?"

The man in the suit had a fierce look in his eyes, but he made his questioning voice as normal as possible, while listening to the door.

"Hello, there seems to be something wrong with the water bill you paid this month. Let's check the water meter."

The voice of the middle-aged man outside was honest, honest and patient.

Frowning, the hand holding the dagger behind his back clenched even tighter.

He looked back again, in the candlelight, he saw that everyone at the table was looking at him, and the man with the mustache nodded slightly to him.

So, he unscrewed the door lock with a "click", and opened the door little by little with vigilant eyes.

With a "squeak", the red light of the setting sun outside the door came in.

The man in the suit drooped his eyelids slightly, and a man blocked the light and caught his sight.

Standing outside the door was a middle-aged man in a black trench coat and sunglasses.

Seeing the man in the suit, the middle-aged man grinned happily at him, showing a bright smile and white teeth. He didn't know what he was happy about.

The man also took out a small black notebook from his pocket, spread it out to him with one hand, and said happily:

"Hello, Society Agent."

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Chapter 110 Agent Biqigu, join the battlefield! (two in one)

"what!"

Hearing the man in the windbreaker's words, the man in the suit's face changed drastically. His first reaction was not to take out the enchanted dagger behind his back, but to turn his head and run away.

——It is almost equivalent to the thief seeing the police, subconsciously feeling guilty and timid.

But where could he go?

"Bang! Bang!" There was a sound of broken glass.

I don't know how many special smoke bombs and enchanted tear gas bombs shattered the windows and smashed the broken glass to the ground, puffing up a large cloud of fog, filling the whole room in a blink of an eye.

"Bang bang bang bang!" A large group of people in full armor and wearing masks flew and kicked their guns, broke through the window, and raised their guns towards the depths of the smoke as soon as they landed.

"Association agent! Put down your weapon!"

"Otherwise, kill on the spot!"

The low shouts one after another are very imposing.

The man in the suit had just taken two steps when his nose and tears were smothered by the smoke and tear gas, and he happened to bump into the well-developed chest muscles of a heavily armed detective who rushed in. The detective caught him straight and strangled him Hold your neck and press it to the ground.

"Crackling!" In the depths of the smoke, the Shoe Cultists turned their backs on their backs, tables, chairs, plates, forks and plates were flying all over the sky, and everyone panicked.

"Fuck you! Even if I put down my weapon, I will die!" There are still sensible people who know the truth of being frank and sitting in prison.

"Bang bang bang!!!" There were gunshots one after another, mixed with the snivel and tearful coughing of the Shoe Cultists, anyway, no matter whether they hit someone or not, let's shoot a few shots first.

The enchanted bullet was still a bit threatening, and the agents had to stop their pursuit and wait for the enemy's final battle.

After all, the lives of shoe cultists are worthless, especially for such a small shoe cult. The cost of training an association agent is much harder than killing these shoe cult members.

Some Shoe Cultists didn't have guns, so they just squatted in the corner with tears in their eyes, holding a dagger on top of their heads and crouching in defense. It seemed that this poor enchanted dagger could give them a little sense of security.

But no matter how tough and bold they spoke, how fierce and heroic the gunfire was, from top to bottom, including the leader of the shoe cultists, the man with the moustache, they were all the same as those squatting in the corner. One that is not afraid!

Ah, an agent of the association, an agent of the association!

If the entire mysterious world is a dark forest, then the Association must be a behemoth standing at the top of the food chain. If this thing is not used, it will be fine. Once it is released, will they still have a way out?

Who the hell provoked the association? They haven't had time to do anything bad recently.

Also, why did they do it as soon as they came in?How do they know we're here?How can they be sure that we are shoe cultists?What do they do, do it as soon as they come in?

"Cough, cough, cough——Ah!" The man with the moustache raised his left hand and wiped away his tears casually, and with his right hand, he emptied an inferior enchanted gun of unknown age, and threw it on the ground.

God bless, my old-fashioned gun did not blow up, and I shot it in one breath... The man with the mustache hid behind the erected dining table, his nose burst into tears, and the "touched" snot flowed across his face .

"Bang!" The man with the mustache was happy when the enchanted Desert Eagle pistol held by the person next to him blew up, killing the little cultist's hand and screaming in pain.

"Trash!" the bearded man cursed, gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and his fierce and violent eyes began to glow red.

"Great God, your devout believer..."

He hid behind the table and began to mutter words. The obscure language was like Arabic at first, but later it became closer to inhuman pronunciation, and his voice gradually expanded from the whisper in his mouth. The expansion is not like the expansion of human pronunciation, but rather like resonance in the air, or the sound is amplified by a speaker.

The humming spell was heard by the shoe cultists in the room. Although they couldn't see the mustache leader because of the smoke and the distance, they could hear the mustache leader's voice and recognized what he was chanting.

They were excited: "The leader is communicating with the true God!"

"He will be blessed with the power of the true god!"

"The true God will give us salvation and gifts!"

"Maybe we can still be saved! God is above! If I can go back this time, I will definitely worship your old man well and find virgin boys and girls as sacrifices for you!"

……

Only one Shoe Cultist who happened to move to the mustache leader while shooting aimlessly did not cheer up.

He was also affected by the tear gas, and his vision was blurred and tears flowed down his face, but deep in his tear-filled eyes, there was a calmness and reason that was close to ice-cold.

He approached the mustache leader unknowingly, and his blurred vision saw the outline of the mustache leader squatting on the ground through the smoke.

The voice of praying or incantation became louder and reverberated throughout the room. The agents realized that something was wrong and began to rush forward under the bullets of the Shoe Cultists.

Beside Mustache, red gleams have already begun to ripple, and red hair has even grown on his body. All kinds of changes are about to happen, and terrifying and disgusting silent fluctuations are buzzing around him.

It must be because of being too pious and fate that the shoe cultists who came close to the leader by coincidence saw their leader and showed a happy smile.

"Clap clap".

He even patted the teacher on the shoulder because he was so happy.

This shot was amazing, the ceremony of the mustache leader was almost at the end, and it was so abruptly taken away!

"Om..."

The obscurity and inhuman prayer sound disappeared, and the terrifying, obscurity and disgusting fluctuations in the air gradually calmed down.

What, what's wrong?Agents calling?

... The leader turned his head in astonishment, and saw the familiar shoe cultist.

He was personally brainwashed into the religion two months ago. Because of his outstanding ability and loyalty, his status in the religion rose rapidly, and he was regarded as his confidant.

At this time, this familiar confidant showed a relieved smile to the mustache leader that he had never seen before, coughed a few times, and before the leader opened his mouth to curse—

"sorry."

He said in a low voice,

"I'm an undercover agent."

The leader's eyes suddenly widened, and all the doubts in his mind before were suddenly answered, "I dam..."

"boom!"

a shot rang out,

The last line of sight of the leader was the silver-gray M1911 in front of him. Smoke was rising from the black muzzle of the gun, and the smoke curled up and merged into the surrounding smoke.

——Standard enchanted pistol for guild agents.

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Situations like this are happening in every corner of Iraq right now.

The whole of Iraq is in chaos.

People sit at home, and disaster comes from heaven.He was fine at home, eating hot pot and singing, but suddenly he was robbed by the detectives!

The shoe cultists were dumbfounded.

What about the wanted arrest period?Aren't you all staring at the situation caused by the arrest warrant?What is this for?

Even the innocent and secretive personnel who were staring at the arrest warrant were terrified. Some people passed by the blocked area and felt the fluctuations inside, and tried to sneak in to have a look...

Then, he never came out again.

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On the other side, Baghdad.

In the same hidden and dark corner as before, a huge round table was full of people.

There was no light in the room, no windows in the house, and it was pitch black, only a candle was placed next to the paper, and the candle's light flickered in the dark corner.

The flickering candlelight illuminates the people sitting around the round table, dragging their shadows for a long time, alluding to the horrible horror on the wall, flickering and depressing

They are in a meeting again.

The slender man in black robe lowered his head and asked the person sitting closest to the round table: "Master, are we going to act today?"

"Yes." The man nodded, his voice was still so rough and ugly, "We will act later, we must make some achievements tonight."

"..." The thin man in black bowed his head and stood up. He hated being confused and bored, so he asked the leader in a dull voice: "Master, I am confused."

"We are doing the most sacred cause in the world, but why are people always against us? Why can't even a vile clown like Laimer let us do anything?"

"..."

This is a good question, the leader was silent for a while, thinking about how to answer,

"It's just a temporary setback, kid. You know, nothing goes smoothly. Before we reach success, we will inevitably go through a series of repetitions and setbacks.

"But the more severe the wind and rain," the leader raised his hands, gestured lightly in the air and then lowered them, "the rainbow we see is more beautiful."

"You just need to remember one thing." Seeing the pensive look of the thin black-robed man who asked the question, the leader pointed lightly in the air, "Justice must prevail."

"Bang—bang bang bang bang bang!!!"

The wall was directly blown down, and the agents of the Association who were fully armed and armed with enchanted rifles broke through the wall,

Of the four leaders, two are the fourth-stage high-level executives of the Iraqi branch that Biqigu had met before, and the other two are also in the fourth stage, supported by the Asia Society.

All the agents took small steps with their guns in hand and opened fire while shouting inside:

"Association agent! Put down your weapon!"

"Boom-boom!"

Beside the agents, there were also enchanted grenades passing by in an arc, flying straight into it to explode.

Of course justice will prevail,

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