Me! Cleaner!

Chapter 166 Can’t the remaining scriptures stop hanging on the wall?

It seems I guessed it right.

Looking at the flames that were fleeing crazily a few hundred meters away, Leon couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and then stepped on the witch's broom that automatically crossed over with one leg, preparing to catch up and bring the opponent to justice.

But just when the witch's broom was about to be activated, the lesson of being almost assassinated by a black gun came to mind. Leon couldn't help but hesitate slightly, then turned back to the princess, took out the plague-contaminated blood belt and wrapped it around her body, preparing to put her first Save wake up.

Although according to the "testimony" of the sloppy old man, there seemed to be only two gangsters with abnormal objects in Lane Manor, but since they had a way to hide from the detection of their souls, they may not be able to lie during the "interrogation".

And if there is a third gangster nearby, once he leaves to arrest the person, he does not even need to use abnormal objects. He only needs the smallest nail gun to directly kill the princess. Bring some safety.

…

Soon, with the "health" supplied by the infected blood belt, the princess, who had fainted due to excessive blood flow, faintly woke up and looked at Leon with a confused look.

"I...I am..."

"Your Highness, the rebels just launched an assassination attempt against you, but I stopped it. I am now preparing to catch the assassins."

After briefly explaining the situation just now, Leon helped the still confused princess onto the broom, told her to hold her waist tightly, and then gently tapped the witch's broom with his heel.

"Oh!"

With Princess Veronica's scream, the witch's broom started at full speed like a sharp arrow. Under the control of Leon, it instantly rushed out of the hall and chased the short man who was running desperately in the distance.

"You...don't come over! Don't come over!"

Seeing that the devil who had insight into people's hearts actually flew directly towards him, the short man couldn't help but collapse in an instant, his legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground.

"Bo"

However, at this moment, there was a soft sound like a soap bubble bursting, as if a certain layer of shielding that had been covering the soul was wiped away, and the short man's chaotic eyes full of fear became clear in an instant.

It turns out that I am not a coward, but I have been woven with a layer of memory of being a coward, so that I can run away because of cowardice and lure the target into an ambush?

hateful! Use me as bait again!

After understanding what happened to him, even though he remembered that he had agreed to this plan in the first place, the short man still felt awkward in his heart.

If he hadn't been completely overwhelmed by the demon's interrogation and almost had a mental breakdown and gave up on escaping, forcing Lucy to release some of her abilities in advance, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to regain her true memory until the assassination operation was completely over.

Old woman Lucy's memory ability is really... she feels terrible every time she wakes up, but it is also surprisingly useful for completing tasks. After all, even herself, the decoy, doesn't know there is an ambush, and the guy behind is even less likely to react.

After trembling violently, the "cowardly man" who had recovered a small amount of memory finally did not fall down directly. He only staggered two steps before standing upright again and continued to run wildly outside the manor.

Leon, who was chasing after him, never exited his soul vision out of caution, and immediately keenly captured the small fluctuations in the short man's soul.

Isn't this a trap?

Looking at the soul in the distance whose fear level was instantly halved, Leon's brows couldn't help but frown slightly, and then he took the initiative to slow down with some hesitation. Article 7 of "The Leftovers of Emma": Never underestimate the intelligence of your opponent. It is not just the clean-up people who can perform "fishing and execution", but also intelligent anomalies, out-of-control infectors, and underground sects that believe in evil gods. wait.

When these smart opponents try to do something, they will also first throw out bait to lure those cleaners who are not cautious enough to take the bait, and get rid of local cleaners who may report the situation in advance, paving the way for their own actions.

We must guard against it!

After recalling the teachings of Emma's senior, Leon narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the short man who was about to escape from Lane Manor. Instead of pressing the witch's broom to speed up the pursuit, he pulled up the broom handle and flew into the sky. He went over and gently knocked on the small mirror he carried with him.

No matter where you want to lead me, I have to "go over" and the ambush will be effective, right?

…

"Hiss..."

He felt a chill that penetrated his heart. It seemed that he was being targeted by something extremely deadly. The short man couldn't help but trembled all over. In the process of desperately escaping, he cautiously turned his head and glanced.

Am I crazy? !

Looking at Lyon, who was silently assembling a sniper rifle in the sky a few hundred meters away, the short man felt that he was not feeling well.

According to the information that the leader got from unknown sources, although the target's ability is extremely comprehensive in terms of offense and defense, its maximum range is not outstanding, it seems to be only a few dozen meters, so he should be able to guarantee safety.

Check out the 16-9 book bar and see the correct version!

But although his ability is not good at range, he actually carries a big sniper with him! What the hell...am I dead?

Looking at the firearms that were gradually taking shape in the sky behind him, the short man no longer cared about the ambush location and rushed to the nearest building in a hurry. After roughly knocking the people inside unconscious, he immediately huddled under the metal box containing a pile of things. Behind the shelf, however…

"呲"

With a soft sound like air leaking, the sack filled with rice exploded instantly. Iron frames, walls, bricks, exterior walls... all the obstacles in front of the short man were almost simultaneously hit by a flashing fluorescent bomb. All the nails were pierced.

"ah!!"

The short man only felt a sudden coldness at the base of his thigh. Before he could react, he was knocked out by the power of the nail shooting, and a smell of burnt flesh was also introduced in time. The tip of his nose.

don't want! I don’t want to die yet!

Relying on the excellent intuition of the user of soul-type abnormal objects, he vaguely felt that the second shot was coming. Knowing that he would definitely die next time, the short man collapsed instantly and crawled towards the window on his hands and knees, preparing to beg for mercy from the devil in the sky. , try to see if voluntary surrender can save your life.

However, when he climbed to the window and was about to shout out his surrender, the man riding on a strange broom in the sky, who looked more terrifying than a devil, suddenly shook, and then he was like a kite with its string cut off. He fell headlong.

…

In the small clock tower six streets away.

"I hit it!"

After holding up the scarf that accidentally fell off and covering her shiny bald head again, the woman with the strange goggles put away the slingshot in her hand, turned her head and said curiously to the middle-aged man beside her:

"Chief, how do you know he can fly?"

(End of chapter)