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Within the ring valley, faint lights flickered slowly in the town.

The entire town of Brooker is low-lying.

Surrounded by mountains, there is only one narrow entrance for vehicles to enter and exit freely.

There are many dilapidated wooden buildings in the town, standing in a patchwork pattern on both sides of the old-fashioned streets.

There are not many pedestrians on the street.

Most of the street lamps on the side have been in disrepair for a long time, and under the flickering conditions, they can only illuminate the range of an inch below him.

The townspeople greeted each other politely, and the countless chimneys were already emitting smoke.

The entire town of Brooker looked very peaceful and peaceful.

From the outside.

It doesn't look like a den of extremists at all, and there are no traces of so-called veterans.

A tall black church stands in the center of the town.

Surrounded by lush vegetation and flower gardens, a dilapidated old well has long since dried up, and it is dark when you look at it, as if it is a bottomless abyss that will never end.

inside the church.

The lights were dim and there was no sound.

Old and peeling wooden benches are arranged in an orderly manner, and lifelike statues of gods stand in front of the colored windows on the ceiling.

Whenever the breeze blows, the light and shadow flicker, giving people a dreamlike illusion.

In the empty hall.

A slightly lonely figure sat alone on the bench.

With black gloves.

The man closed his eyes tightly and put his hands together reverently.

On the sharp-edged face, a ferocious scar directly passed through, adding a bit of heavy evil spirit to him invisibly.

click...

The door of the church opened in response.

Wearing the traditional white priest costume of the Empire on which the sun never sets.

Another strange figure walked into the hall quietly like a ghost.

"Hehe, interesting..."

He covered his mouth and nose in distaste.

The priest in front of him had fair skin and almost no blood at all.

I saw him looking at the dilapidated church, with an arrogant and feminine smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Who would have thought that the former commander of the Ocean Federation CA Special Service Team, the severed head known as a killing machine, would turn out to be a devout believer in the gods..."

Slightly startled.

Logan Smith immediately opened his eyes, and slowly lowered his clasped hands.

"Is it strange?"

Sitting there calmly.

Logan narrowed his eyes, squinted at the priest behind him vigilantly, and said with a deep sneer, "As a priest, don't you occasionally need to worship the gods in the Empire on which the sun never sets?"

"That...that's different!" The priest immediately wanted to refute.

"Essentially, there's no difference at all."

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly.

Logan looked up at the statue sculpture on the wall, and muttered to himself: "The reason why human beings choose to believe in gods is because we are always full of curiosity and fear of the unknown..."

"It is always easier to obey and worship than to explore and resist."

He got up and patted his sleeves.

Logan looked back at the priest in front of him, and said bluntly: "Although strictly speaking, you are no longer pure human beings, but you guys have not been able to give up the blind pursuit of strength... ...."

The body couldn't help shaking.

The priest in front of him gritted his teeth, and a murderous intent appeared between his brows.

"Don't look at me like that..."

Picking up a straw indifferently.

Logan drooped his eyelids and looked at the other party coldly.

"In terms of strength, even if you guys from the Never Set Empire go up together, you may not be my opponent. What's more, I have an agreement with your master beforehand. We are a cooperative relationship. If you are happy, you can continue. If you are not happy, you can continue." We can break up at any time..."

The priest in front of him was slightly taken aback.

Finally, the clenched fists were slowly loosened, and he lowered his head involuntarily.

"That's right, you can only work together if you speak well. Remember, we owe nothing to each other, but we just use each other..."

He reached out and patted the priest on the shoulder.

Logan smiled coldly, raised his eyebrows and said, "Am I right, Mr. Saito Kazusai?"

"you are right!"

As one of Zhongshan Yoshitomo's most capable subordinates.

Saito Issai is very aware of Logan's role in the Zhongshan Group. After weighing the pros and cons, he finally chose to compromise.

The two were silent and just looked at each other for a long time.

Both parties could not understand each other, and the smell of gunpowder in the air had already become extremely strong.

Even so, the two did not continue to confront each other.

Just like Logan said.

The two parties had no choice but to choose to cooperate temporarily.

Only by trying our best to restrain our emotions can we ensure that the cooperation can continue.

tom

The door of the church was slammed open again!

A bearded veteran also wearing a camouflage uniform rushed into the hall.

"Colonel, there is a situation!"

Respectfully saluted a military salute.

The bearded man in front of him immediately reported: "The secret sentry outside the valley completely lost contact with us half an hour ago, and it should have been removed!"

Slowly close your eyes.

Logan stood with his hands behind his back, walked towards the door of the church, and looked towards the only entrance and exit direction of the town against the night.

"Arrange manpower and strive to launch an ambush against the enemy outside the town..."

There was a pause.

Logan thought for a while, then continued to order: "Get the flying vehicle ready, this town is no longer safe, we must move Blanche to a safe place..."

Slightly stunned.

The bearded man was obviously taken aback, but out of his trust in Logan, he still gave a straight military salute.

"Yes, Colonel!"

"Also, don't forget..."

Take a long sigh.

Logan emphasized: "When evacuating, the family members of the brothers must be given priority to board the plane, understand?"

"Yes--"

Putting your legs together, you saluted in a standard manner.

The bearded man no longer hesitated.

He turned around and ran to the depths of the town, and began to arrange orderly execution of orders.

"Alan, are you finally here..."

Slowly take off the black gloves.

The arms in front of him are surprisingly assembled by cold machines.

The dark metallic luster blooms with a breathtaking light under the weak light.

Move the joints of the mechanical arm.

He narrowed his eyes slightly.

Logan muttered to himself eagerly: "I didn't expect that we would meet each other one day. This result is really frustrating..."

......

the same moment.

Deep in the forest one kilometer from the town of Brookle.

The golden VIP group of six headed by Allen has already broken through the hidden line of defense placed by Logan on the outskirts of the town.

In the dense forest.

Dozens of cold corpses lay quietly beside the severed tree stump.

Sun Xiaolong held two short knives in his hands, and the blood on his lips was still vivid.

"Why not keep alive?" Mu Yumei asked innocently.

"There's no need for that..."

Shaking his head, Allen looked towards the town where the smoke was rising in the distance.

"What we should know, we already know, and what we shouldn't know, I'm not interested in knowing."

Looking at the corpses all over the floor, the shock in Xue Yun's heart is self-evident.

Cold-blooded and ruthless, decisive in killing!

This is the service purpose of the Golden VIP of the Alliance Association.

They are just sharp weapons to kill, never ask why they want to kill, they are so naked that there is no cover up.