Battlefield Contractor

"One of the veterans of the organization, the bishop?" The Red Baron looked at this man and smiled coldly. "I have indeed heard of it, but as far as I know, all the veterans have never seen each other. Let alone We juniors, do you think I will believe if you just say it casually?"

"I don't expect you to believe it. You don't have to believe me, but you'd better believe the person who called you just now." The bishop, who looked honest and honest, blinked at him, revealing the expression in his eyes. What came out was cunning and weird that didn't match his appearance at all.

"How do you know that I was talking to someone just now?" The Red Baron's face changed suddenly.

"Because he also called me before he called you." The bishop made a gesture, "Can I reach into my pocket? I have something to show you, but you use a gun Point to me, it makes me very inconvenient to do this action."

"What the **** is it? Take it out by yourself. If it's a weapon, I will shoot you the moment you take it out. My reaction is quick, and it will definitely be faster than your actions." Red Baron said calmly.

"Young people are always so confident. But I can tell you that more than 80% of my enemies die from their confidence. I always give them confidence and then destroy them. I'm so glad you are not my enemy." The bishop smiled and slowly reached into the pocket inside the suit.

The Red Baron kept looking at him, the gun in his hand had been opened for insurance. As long as the self-proclaimed bishop changes slightly, he will kill him with one shot.

Fortunately, the bishop did not make any dangerous moves. In order to avoid the Red Baron's suspicion, his movements were as slow as possible. And every detail is guaranteed to be seen by the Red Baron. What he took out of his pocket was a mobile phone.

This phone looks old and clumsy, it looks like an old antique phone that Pixel has used for decades. But when the Red Baron saw this phone, his face changed slightly.

"Why do you have this thing?" The Red Baron snapped.

"Do you think that in the entire secret society, only you can contact the Grand Duke? Young man, you think things are too simple. You also have a mobile phone like this, so I also have one. Even I can tell you this There are 13 mobile phones in the world.

Everyone holding such a mobile phone is a person who is qualified to talk directly with the Duke of the Secret Society. You are just one of them. You think you are the No. 2 person under the Grand Duke, but in fact you are only 1/13.

Currently, there are 14 people who are directly under his orders. I am one of them, and of course you are also one of them. This seemingly old mobile phone uses technology from the 1980s, a top-secret communication protocol. Ordinary calls cannot be made, unless it is one of these 15 calls. "The bishop sighed.

"But I heard that the bishop is dead." The Red Baron said coldly.

"If you reach the age when you need to retire, I think you will also want others to treat you as a dead person. It's better than living with fear. If people like us don't die, the trouble won't end." The bishop smiled. .

"I still don't believe you." Red Baron shook his head, "I have never heard of such a thing. With a specious call, you want to prove that you are one of the veterans of the secret society. Is this me stupid or am I? You silly?"

"It's also simple, just dial and ask." The bishop looked at the Red Baron and said.

"You asked me to call the Grand Duke of the Secret Society? Just because a liar claimed to be the veteran bishop of the organization?" The Red Baron said coldly, "Do you think the Grand Duke will handle these boring things? He won't. But I am different. One bullet can solve all boring problems."

The bishop set down the phone, and the familiar electronically synthesized voice came from the old phone.

The Red Baron finally put down his pistol, but did not take it back. "Even if you are really the bishop, why did you come here to find me? You hurt my men?"

"I have been resting for a long time. If it weren't for the Grand Duke to find me again this time. I think I will spend the rest of my life in a small fishing village in Ukraine. I have even taken a good look at the cemetery for myself, which is not far from my home. "The bishop smiled. "But the Grand Duke told me that he needs me to assist you. So I came."

"So, you are the one that the Grand Duke said?" The Red Baron sneered. "Just with an old guy, what can you help me?"

"I can help you do things that you can't do. Come on, let's talk about the mercenaries. The Grand Duke thinks that you are not very effective in dealing with them. In this case, we will find it difficult. Start." The bishop sighed.

"What does he do?" The Red Baron frowned and looked at Kudo Masaoka who fell outside the door.

"Don't worry, it's just a little nerve agent. It will only make him numb and faint for a while, not fatal." The bishop stretched out his hand, with a ring on his finger. Just as he stretched out his hand slightly, the part of the ring facing the palm faintly shone.

"The stinger ring... only pierces a little skin, and it doesn't even feel painful. They are all old equipment many years ago, and only these inexperienced young people will be recruited." The bishop smiled slowly and slowly Took off the ring.

"KGB spy's assassination equipment...I have seen the same before. If you meet me, I will break your wrist before you stabbing me." Red Baron said coldly.

"I suggest that you don't do this. Because in this case, it may be worse than yours. Being stabbed with a poisonous needle is just a coma for a while, but if I really want to do it..." The bishop smiled, " Since you know that I am the bishop, you should have heard the legend about the bishop."

"Of course I have heard the legend of the bishop. Many people say that this man is a former KGB spy leader who is proficient in various killing methods. I don't have so many fancy methods. I am only good at shooting people. But I am in this matter What I do is better than anyone else." The Red Baron sneered.

"This is why I retired before. Because I think I should give way to young people. You are more aggressive and ambitious than old men like me. There is only one thing you can't match, and that is patience." The bishop smiled Laughing, "You are always used to solving problems with guns. But in this world, sometimes problems can be solved without guns, or even better."

The Red Baron was obviously dismissive, "It is better to be used to shooting than not to dare to shoot."