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Chapter 199 I’m not a devil
On the third floor, in the room near the west.

Robert could hear the gunshots outside getting louder and louder, which also meant that the teenager was approaching here.

It's faster than expected.

He thought to himself, without any trace of panic on his face, he sat on the chair and chuckled: "Don't be nervous, just sit down and have a cup of tea."

After that, he took the initiative to pick up the teapot and poured a cup of black tea for Yokoo Ruriko.

Two men stood behind the Vulcan machine gun.

One person is responsible for shooting, and the other is responsible for ensuring the supply of ammunition belts.

Anyone who is unwilling to join the CIA will die no matter how talented they are.

Robert put down the teapot, picked up the black tea and took a sip. The black tea with milk and sugar tasted sweet and mellow between his lips and teeth, as if his brain was about to dance.

This is really good tea, Robert sighed in his heart, put down the teacup, and took out a strawberry daifuku from the plate.

Among Japanese desserts, he was particularly fond of the soft strawberry daifuku. When he took a bite, he found matcha filling inside.

He chewed it a few times and swallowed it into his abdomen.

boom!
The gunshots were getting closer.

Here it comes...Robert said to himself, with a smile on his face and staring at the door.

He likes this feeling of being in control.

There was a banging sound and the door opened.

A CIA agent stumbled inside, with black markings on his cheeks.

Robert recognized it as a chrysanthemum at a glance and was a little surprised.

He remembered that when the other party was performing the mission, there were no patterns on his face. It was even more impossible for him to get such a large tattoo on himself in such a short period of time.

Moreover, there was obviously something abnormal about the fearful expression on his face.

It stands to reason that in front of the Vulcan machine gun, he should be able to feel psychologically at ease, and it will never be this desperate expression.

Robert said solemnly: "Why are there patterns on your face? What happened?"

"Help, help!"

The CIA agent roared, his eyes full of despair, and his voice exuding a kind of madness, "Dior! Dio is here!"

"What did you say?!"

Robert was so frightened that he stood up, the calm look on his face disappeared, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The uncontrollable scream made Yokoo Ruriko glance sideways and found this man who had been calm and gentle since just now.

At this moment, the expression on his face looked particularly shocked, and even contained a hint of fear.

Even my hands were shaking.

Faced with the death of his subordinates, this cold man who can still sit here and sip tea is actually so afraid of Dio? !

Is a man named Dio that scary?

Doubts flashed through my mind, and the answer came to me in the next second.

Yokoo Ruriko noticed that the body of the man who spoke began to bulge, and the black patterns quickly cracked.

In her shocked eyes.

Boom, blazing fireworks and black smoke exploded from the inside out.

Every piece of flesh and blood was turned into ashes in such an explosion, and not even a drop of blood fell to the ground.

The fireworks and black smoke dispersed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Everything is back to normal at the door.

Yokoo Ruriko was stunned. A person exploded in front of her, without even a drop of blood. Is technology so advanced now?
This thought flashed through her mind, and she put one hand on the door frame, and a blond man appeared immediately. He was tall, dressed strangely and had a strange sense of beauty.

Above it is a black ring-like erotic costume, with strong muscles and fair to almost transparent skin exposed to the air from the neck to the abdomen.

Below are gold leather pants.

The man has blond hair that shines like gold, with sharp features and sharp eyes. His masculinity and femininity are torn together, exuding a strange aura.

This person is Dior!

Yokoo Ruriko looked at the man in front of her, and even her breathing became heavy.

Qingze glanced at the girl and said softly: "You should sleep first."

Yokoo Ruriko was not sleepy at first, but when she heard his voice, she felt like she was back as a child, hearing her mother singing a lullaby.

His eyelids became extremely heavy and slowly closed.

She fell into a deep sleep.

……

Boom, boom.

Robert's heart was beating wildly, and his face shrank little by little in shock.

He exhaled heavily, and the target he had been looking for appeared in front of him. There was nothing to be afraid of.

"Hello, first time meeting, my name is Mr. Dior."

"I don't have to hear the names of dead people."

Qingze interrupted him, his eyes left the girl's body and glanced at the three of them.

It was like a bucket of ice water suddenly pouring down from above my head.

The cold eyes almost scared the experienced agent into pulling the trigger.

But after all, he was still a person who received strict training. Before receiving the order from above, he still didn't take action and just swallowed nervously.

The Vulcan machine gun that used to give him a sense of security became unsafe at this moment.

“Dio, do you think you can change the world just by killing like this?
Want to change the world and lead the world.

You have only one most correct and fastest choice, and that is the United States. "

Robert gave up introducing himself and tried to win over Dio: "Only the city on the top of the hill can lead the country in this world. You can only become a resident of the city on the top of the hill and even the president.

Only then can you realize your ambitions and ideals.

The order of this world will be determined by you. You are the leader of the civilized world. "

"Civilized world? What a disgusting name.

This world is not just the West. "

Qingze shook his head. He was used to hearing the boasts of the so-called civilized world.

The wealth and strength of the Western world are based on the exploitation of the flesh and blood of third world countries.Once they are unable to continue harvesting third world countries, various problems will ensue.

Even the United States, known as the beacon of the world, is no exception.

“The civilized world you talk about is essentially a kind of barbaric plunder and has nothing to do with civilization.

A truly civilized world is one that establishes mutually beneficial, complementary and reciprocal relationships. "

“Haha, a wolf eats a sheep, and who can blame the wolf?
The world's resources are limited and we need to allocate them. "

Robert stretched out his hand and said: "If you want to change all this, then join us and redistribute the resources of this world."

"I reject."

Qingze spread his hands with a nonchalant expression on his face.

Robert's face was cold and he said: "Then I can only ask you to die here."

The moment the words fell, the man standing in front of the Vulcan machine gun could no longer hold back the fear in his heart, roared and pulled the trigger.

In just a short moment, the barrel of the gun rotated directly, and the chirping sound was the sound of bullets breaking through the air. No one could see the bullets.

That speed has long been beyond the reach of anyone.

A gray filter instantly covers the room.

Hundreds of bullets approached Qingze.

In the world where time was suspended, he could clearly see the trajectory of the bullets, from the barrel of the gun to the one in front of him. The bullets looked like rushing streams in the air.

It is indeed a machine gun, with exaggerated speed and bullet capacity.

Qingze sighed in his heart, and used his hands to mark the blast, marking the bullets all the way to the Vulcan machine gun.

A slap of the right hand, marking the Vulcan machine gun.

He felt that Mark Explosion could mark the entire buildings in Tokyo and then blow them up in one go.

Nine seconds are up.

The moment time flowed again and the color returned to his vision, the thought of explosion flashed through his mind.

The black chrysanthemum patterns on the bullets and the gun barrel all cracked, and the bang sound produced by the explosion was particularly loud.

There is nothing flashy about the explosion of those small objects.

The Vulcan machine gun is different.

Brilliant flames exploded from the inside of the gun body.

Black smoke filled the air, scaring the CIA agent who was manipulating the Vulcan machine gun into sitting on the ground with a look of shock on his face.

The agent responsible for maintaining the supply of ammunition belts was also shocked when the ammunition belt in his hand exploded.

But his people are fine.

The hand holding the bullet chain was not affected by the explosion.

Mark blasting can completely destroy marked objects without affecting other people or buildings.

Only parts identified as being part of the Vulcan machine gun were destroyed.

One apparently wasn't judged by the marked blast as part of the Vulcan machine gun.

……

The two agents were stunned and unresponsive.

Robert's reaction was quick.

He immediately took out his M500 revolver and pulled the trigger with his index finger.

boom!
It sounded like an eardrum tearing, and the shot could punch a hole in an elephant.

The terrifying force of the shock was enough to break an average person's arm.

But Robert is a brutally trained agent, and he won't even waver when shooting with one hand.

In the blink of an eye, the cooling of Shistop has not been completed.

Qingze couldn't see the bullet and felt no pain.

Schrödinger's cat exists in a state that renders any bullet useless.

Robert was stunned.

Did you miss the target?
It's impossible. At such a close distance, it's impossible for him to miss.

Robert was very confident in his marksmanship.

There was no possibility of him missing, which could only mean that Dio's superpower was causing trouble.

Not just stun guns, but also guns like this.

Cold sweat appeared on Robert's forehead, and he quickly threw away the gun and took out a silver-white dagger from his waist.

This is an exorcism dagger blessed with holy water.

He took out another page from the Bible, took out the cross that had been hidden in his clothes, and hung it on his chest.

"Hey, I'm not a devil."

Qingze complained, placing his hands on the head of the CIA agent who was completely dominated by fear.

Black chrysanthemum patterns cover their cheeks.

"No, don't."

The strength to raise their hands and run away was held back by fear, and the sounds coming out of their mouths were as helpless as lost lambs.

Qingze was indifferent.

The next second, gorgeous fireworks exploded from their bodies, black smoke floated up, and then quickly dissipated.

The two people just disappeared from the world.

Robert swallowed, this was clearly a demon!
He took a deep breath, confident that God would keep him safe.

He is an inhabitant of the city upon the hill.

God's people!

"I will definitely be able to use this crisis to break through and become a superpower."

He murmured in a low voice with a pious expression on his face: "Father in heaven, the kingdom, glory, and authority are all yours.

Please give me courage, Amen! "

(End of this chapter)