Master: My Disciple Matches The SSR Aizen Template

The purpose of establishing rules is to follow, but often some people just like to break the rules.

The duel field in Zhonghai City has already decided the winner. According to the rules, the loser has to accept the reality.

But this time, the losers didn't accept reality, they ignored the rules.

Liu Mingshi was the first to hear the news.

The news was quickly notified to Lin Mo.

The people under the building did not evacuate, they strengthened their defenses.

It was a little late when Lin Mo got the news, at three o'clock in the morning.

He sat up from the bed and came to Lin Baoer's room door.

Lin Baoer fell asleep, but when she woke up tomorrow morning, she found that she was not at home, which only increased her suspicions.

Lin Mo looked at Lin Baoer's sleeping face and was very confused.

Back in the room, Lin Mo said: "Contact with them, if they refuse to admit defeat, let them know the price of regretting it."

Liu Mingshi understood, and he took a two-pronged approach.

This kind of matter does not require the Lord to come forward in person. The reason why the subordinates are subordinates is to solve the boss's worries and problems at critical times.

Since you don't abide by the rules, don't blame us for being cruel.

Six sword slaves, move out.

Sharp Knife Squad, Tian Ao.

Doomed to sleepless tonight.

The flowers of killing are blooming.

Zhao Guo's secret organization quickly found out what happened under the building, and the emergency bell sounded to Lin Baoer like a reminder.

Lin Baoer, who was sleeping, was awakened by the morning, picked up her mobile phone, and was shocked when she heard what happened.

"The duel field in Zhonghai City is over, why is there another fight?"

"We learned that they didn't want to retreat, and the Lord was angry."

Although the secret organizations don't know much about the Lord, they already know some of the Lord's character.

Domineering, very domineering, he will not allow others to tear down his platform.

And the end of dismantling is destruction.

"I'll go there right away."

Lin Baoer quickly dressed and got up, walked to the door of Lin Mo's room, Lin Baoer froze.

She remembered what Lin Mo said in her daze.

I will protect you forever, so that you will never be corroded by darkness.

This is not what an ordinary real estate agent should say, my brother has secrets in him.

Lin Baoer didn't want to think of things that way, but she decided to give it a try.

Knocking on the door and opening it, Lin Baoer said, "There is an urgent task, I need to work overtime."

Lin Mo opened his sleepy eyes and said in a daze, "Be careful.

Lin Baoer left, but did not leave.

She wants to prove that her guess is wrong.

If such a big thing happened, the Venerable Master would definitely be dispatched. If the elder brother leaves later, then it can be confirmed that even if he is not, he has inextricably linked with the Venerable Master.

Waiting is long, and the most important thing is not the waiting time, but the psychological pressure during the waiting process.

One minute, ten minutes, half an hour, an hour.

Lin Baoer waited for a full hour, and the window, the lamp, and the door she watched from hiding in the dark did not move abnormally.

Lin Baoer smiled, although she was wrong, she was very happy.

Lin Baoer left, because the battle over there was very intense, and the power displayed by Yinxia exceeded their expectations.

"If only you had been so naive."

Lin Mo, who was standing on the top of the building, murmured as he watched Lin Baoer's car leave.

Behind Lin Mo, a shadow moved: "My lord, the resistance of the building is very strong."

"Isn't Liu Mingshi researching poison, let him try it, if..."

if?

The shadow moved again, he really wanted to know what the Lord said.

"Go ahead."

Lin Mo didn't say if, the shadow paused and disappeared into the darkness.

The fighting in the building continued, and the defenders were roaring and angry.

"Why, why are they so fishy?"

"Who is the Lord, who is he, and why are there so many strong people?"

"Hurry up, tell the outside, support, we need support."

"Communications are all cut off and we are an island of civilization.

At the Masonic headquarters, a certain white-haired old man was angry.

"Bastard, they actually have such a strong power, thirteen people, only thirteen people, are they devils?"

"Yes, they are devils, I have lost two AA-level agents, you need to give me an explanation.

"The explanation is to lick my ass. I lost five people, and I lost more."

Suddenly a person patted the table: "Stop arguing, we have lost a lot tonight, the power of the Lord is much stronger than we imagined.

In order to avoid more losses in the future, I propose to negotiate a peace. "

Negotiation, this word is usually proposed to them by others, and this is the first time that they have proposed it to others.

It means they withdraw, they show weakness, they admit that they are inferior to others.

In the eyes of the proud Freemasonry, this is not allowed, but the current situation is like this, they just lost to a newly emerged organization.

None of those present objected.

"Okay, let's make a peace, we need a representative."

"Just let the people outside the building go and tell them what we mean.

Suddenly a person spoke: "What if he doesn't accept it?"

What if they don't accept it? They haven't thought about this issue. In their view, it's a huge concession for them to give in. The other party shouldn't, and they have to accept it.

No one spoke, but then the person who asked the question laughed first.

"Nobody wants to offend us outright, does they?"

Isn't it? Nope.

Liu Mingshi received contact from the Freemasons, the Club of Rome and other organizations to negotiate a truce and peace. 573 Liu Mingshi smiled coldly, and he passed the news to the Lord.

Lin Mo received the news with a disdainful expression on his face.

You are the ones who want to fight, and you are the ones who don’t fight. Do you think this is your country?

so casual?

"Where are you now?"

"Basement 12A, which is our basement thirteenth floor, is in a very good location."

"They're going to love that number later, telling them there's no peace, only surrender."

Liu Mingshi smiled very satisfied, he likes such a lord very much.

A herald, or an order passed on to an organization such as the Freemasonry.

There is no word for peace, only surrender.

Surrender? This is usually the word they command others.

The bosses are angry, peace negotiation is their bottom line, and they will never surrender.

"Don't surrender? Then go ahead, hurt them, let them call out, and remove their so-called aristocratic face.

"Happy to serve, my lord."

The attack speeded up and became more bloody. For these moths, Liu Mingshi showed no mercy.

Zhao Guo's secret organization has arrived, and they are paying attention to the situation in the building. The scene has changed from evenly matched to one-sided, and all these changes are due to the arrival of one person.

The Secret Organization Department doesn't know his identity and origin yet, but they know that he is very strong, and there is more than one person like him among the Lord's subordinates. .