Zhou Lin

Just as those people were fighting fiercely at the door of the bookstore, on the other hand, there was a rooftop of a building one kilometer away from the bookstore.

"It's so slow..." A black woman was holding a telescope, chewing gum, and complained while watching the battle, "Leave aside Paul, I thought Mr. Hanazuka was a reliable man... but he was also Have people been suppressed?"

When she finished speaking, a middle-aged man who was leaning on the guardrail near her and smoking a cigarette continued: "Don't be anxious..." He took a puff of smoke, "Don't forget, their first priority The task is to 'lead out' all the guards around the bookstore, and 'eliminate the opponent if conditions permit' is just a secondary order."

"You mean...Huazhong and the others are deliberately releasing water to test whether there is anyone in the dark?" the black woman asked.

"I think it is possible." The middle-aged man responded, "Think about it, assuming that the other party has other secret sentries that have not been exposed, under what circumstances will they show up?" He asked himself. Said, "At least...if it were me, I would choose to take action when the battle situation is evenly balanced or even stalemate, in order to give the enemy a 'surprise attack' and make the final decision. And if Huazhong and the others show too strong or too weak, Then I probably won’t show up.”

"Hmm..." the black woman thought for a moment, "Then have you ever thought about... what if Huazhong and the others are not letting off steam, but are simply being suppressed?"

"Then we'll wait until they can't hold on anymore before going out to support them." The middle-aged man replied, "Although that may make us passive, if the enemy is really that strong, this is the only way to deal with it."

As they talked, suddenly, a third voice joined their conversation.

"But if...even you are forced into a desperate situation, who can come to support you?"

These sudden words made these two people's scalps feel like they were exploding...

They were both numb from the top of their heads to the soles of their feet, and their whole bodies felt like an electric shock.

At that moment, no words like "who" or "someone" came out of their mouths. They acted faster than speaking.

The black woman became "invisible" the next second she heard the voice; and the middle-aged man immediately turned around and summoned several blood-colored floating inscriptions... Those inscriptions bloomed like snowflakes and stayed there. In the mid-air slightly higher than his head, bursts of blood-colored light emitted, which showed that he had very high-level abilities.

"Don't be so nervous." The person who suddenly interrupted said in a very calm tone, "Since I took the initiative to talk to you, it means that I have no intention of taking action... at least, not yet."

After he finished speaking this second sentence, the black woman and the middle-aged man calmed down from the initial shock and took a look at the person in front of them... It was a person covered in black robes Judging from the voice, he should be a rather young man; because the black robe on his body was very large and came with a hood, his hair, hands, and even shoes were all covered.

Not only that, this man also wore a mask on his face - a mirror mask.

"I don't know who you are, why do you want to see us?" The middle-aged man did not lower his guard, but he didn't mind using words to test this "mirror-faced man" first.

"You can call me 'Mr. Mirror'." Mr. Mirror replied almost without thinking.

This is obviously not a real name, nor is it a "name" on Taoism. Generally speaking, when the other party gives such an answer that seems to be made up, it is basically equivalent to saying to you: "I have no comment on my identity. I’ll give you the meaning of the title and don’t ask any more questions.”

"As for the purpose of me looking for you... I just want to persuade you." Mr. Jing said, "While there is still a chance, rush out quickly, take the Noisy Master and the Syndicate to retreat together; with the abilities of the two of you, before the If you rush into the battle while injured, you should be able to rescue your comrades and escape unscathed."

"Oh?" The middle-aged man heard this, thought for a few seconds, and responded calmly, "You seem to know us very well."

He is still testing...

"You are the 'Blood Magician', Hugh J. Owen..." Mr. Mirror said, suddenly raising a hand and pointing the black-gloved finger to an open space beside him, "She is the 'Ghost', Ash Latifa..." He paused and then said, "Your mission today is to sneak into the bookstore quietly while Huazhong and Paul attract all the guards around the bookstore, and fight with those who have already mixed in in advance. The 'Copycat' Sui made peace and later managed to rescue 'Julio Jimenez' who was captured by the Counter Cross."

These words put Xio into confusion.

He wasn't too surprised that his identity was recognized, but the content of today's mission for him and Ash was personally ordered by Juizun, so it stands to reason that it would be impossible for outsiders to know about it.

But... the "Mr. Mirror" in front of me accurately described the content of their tasks, participants, and everyone's responsibilities, which was a bit incredible.

"Don't be fooled by him, Quinn." Two seconds later, Ash's voice suddenly sounded. Although her figure was still invisible to the naked eye, her voice reached the ears of her companions like a ghostly whisper. "This person is probably a person with the ability to 'read minds'. He just read our memories and used it to create mysteries."

After her analysis, Xio also felt that it made sense, and immediately sneered and said: "Ha...I see." He spit out the almost burned cigarette butt in his mouth and said to Mr. Jing, "This Brother, stop pretending. You are also one of the guards posted around the bookstore by the reverse cross, right? Because you judged that we could not defeat the two of us by force, you planned to use psychological tactics to trick us into retreating, right?"

Don't think that you have seen through the other party.

However……

"It's okay to use force to make you retreat." Mr. Jing remained calm, "If you insist on believing that I am a person with the reverse cross..." He raised his right hand and made a "please" gesture, "...Then Just attack me." He paused for half a second, and then added, "Don't worry, I won't kill you, I have to leave you to report the news to Juizun; but Huazhong and Paul... I can just I can’t control it anymore.”

His reaction made Xio and Ash nervous again.

Is this "Mr. Mirror" of unknown origin a bluffing whistleblower, or a powerful third party unknown to them?

They must determine the truth in a short time, because... Huazhong and Syndicate on the other side have already been locked in a bitter battle in these few minutes.

At this moment, even without a telescope, it could be seen that under the cover of snipers, Kaijiu was about to defeat Huazhong and the Syndicate alone.

The strength of the opponent seemed to have exceeded their previous expectations, especially Kaijiu, the "handyman" guy... Looking at his posture, even if there is no sniper in the dark to help, he can win the battle with one against two; if not, he can win the battle with one against two. Surprisingly, this Kaijiu is at least "fierce" in strength, and may even be higher.

"I understand..." After a moment, Xio finally made a judgment, "We will retreat."

"What?" Ash's voice floated over, "Are you sure?"

"He has already settled the accounts clearly." Before Xio could answer, Mr. Jing said first, "But you... your thinking is a bit slow." As he spoke, he turned around and prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute!" In the next second, Ash rushed behind Mr. Jing and grabbed his shoulder with one hand.

The moment he grabbed the opponent's hand, Ash's figure that had been hiding for a long time also appeared.

She herself was also surprised as to why her invisibility was lifted when she didn't have the ability to lift it.

But... that soon ceased to be a problem.

"Well..." After a breath, Ash snorted.

Before the horrified expression could creep up on her face, and her brain hadn't realized what was happening... In just one breath, Ash's body and clothes turned into gravel and dispersed in the wind.

"You are a smart man, Xio." Mr. Jing knew without looking back that Xio's face must have been ashen at this time, "Why I let her die and let you live...you should be able to figure it out." He raised a hand. , gestured to Xio, and left a message, "See you later." Then he slowly left.