Red Blood Dragon Knight

Lorraine smiled and said to Heigen very surely: "They will be violent."

Heigen was taken aback, and he became frightened. He knew what the workers below were like. Heigen knew clearly in his heart that the cruelly squeezed laborers were already a huge bursting crystal. With just one click, they could blow up. open.

Lorraine smiled, put away the blueprints as he wished, carefully sorted out the blueprints, which were more valuable than treasures, and put them all into his pocket.

Two more activities, jumping around in place, to ensure that the drawings have been collected, and will not fall away during the action.

Then he patted the drawings in his pocket, gave a satisfied hum, and turned to leave.

Hagen whispered angrily, "What are you doing? Why didn't you let me go?"

Lorraine stagnated, then turned his head and said apologetically: "Sorry, sorry. I was a little overjoyed just now. I forgot about you."

He turned around, walked back again, and came to Hagen, leaning over to look at him.

Heigen snorted immediately, secretly happy, thinking that his cooperation had caused Lorraine to feel paralyzed.

He moved his wrist slightly, intending to wait for Lorraine to go around behind him, and as soon as he unlocked it, he would be surprised and knocked him to the ground.

Heigen is still very confident in his skill. If it weren't for this little white face's shameless prescription, ten of him would not be his opponents, as long as there are five seconds, no, as long as one second chance is enough~

In this way, not only can the secret blueprint of the war fortress be regained, but also the ace spy sent by the Holy See can be captured in one fell swoop and made a great achievement. As long as you can catch this guy and send it to the teacher, you are not afraid that he will not confess.

Heigen was working secretly, ready to catch the chance and succeed.

But then he realized that Lorraine didn't come to untie the rope for himself, but turned and walked to the next table, drew out the pen and paper, and lowered his head to write something.

Hagen couldn't help but lose his voice: "What are you doing?"

Lorraine looked up at him and said with a smile: "There is nothing left, it's just a fate.

A person who can prove that you gave up the evil darkness, broke with the evil Semites awe-inspiringly, and then resolutely surrendered to the light. This kind of stuff is popular among people who show up now.

You know, if I don’t make one, it won’t keep up with the times. "

Then, Lorraine grinned at Heigen, and said, "You think it's not."

Hei Gen was frightened for a while, and he felt a chill pouring from the top of his head to the soles of his feet, and the cold hair on his body stood up.

This hooligan started to act without dripping water. This is to directly push himself on the path of the dead, but it is really cruel~

Lorraine wrote a few more words at the moment, read it twice from beginning to end, and looked at the words above. Although they were crooked one by one, they were only a bit stronger than Leo’s stinky writing, but they could read them clearly anyway. What is it, nodded with satisfaction at the moment.

Then took the inkpad next to it, and then turned it back.

He watched Heigen clenching his hands, his fists clenched tightly, and he was reluctant to stretch out his fingers. He sighed, "Master Heigen, be a spy...Uh, no, it is a promising job to be a spy. . Our salary is high, welfare is good, and the treatment is good. As long as you work hard, drive a house, a yacht, and a beautiful female secretary with a big breast and a round butt. If you perform well, you will pay two.

How many people are crying and crying, we don't want it yet. Good things come to your door, how can you be so uncooperative? "

Heigen snorted coldly, turned his head away from Lorraine, and still said nothing.

Lorraine said: "If you are like this, I have no other way. Only one person will leave. Then, when you are full of copies, don't forget to give me a postcard. Then, I will send someone to give it to you. Serve two bowls of Zhuang Xing wine to commemorate your knowledge of hell, and it is not in vain that you send me the drawings of the war fort, such a secret thing.

You know, we have thought about it for a thousand years. "

Heigen said angrily: "What I gave you, obviously you tortured to extract a confession..."

Lorraine shrugged and said: "Whatever. Anyway, it's not me who is going to be ransacked. Okay, I'm leaving today. Anyway, if there is this blueprint to the bottom, I will be considered a great achievement. But you are miserable. Alas... Goodbye friend, I will never forget your merits."

After speaking, he turned around and walked out the door.

Hagen looked at his back with a painful look in his eyes.

The education that the Semites received from an early age is their family, country and the world, loyal to the family, loyal to the dark council, loyal to the undead high priest...

At this point, there is no difference between the Semi and the ruffians of the Holy Light Continent.

And betraying them is an incredible thing, even ordinary people would not even think about it.

But if you don’t do this, then the young ruffian will turn around and spread the word that he betrayed the confidential drawings...

No, you don't even need to preach.

As long as someone comes in tomorrow and sees that he is tied to a chair, he will find out that the confidential drawings have been stolen after a short check. The war fortress has always been a powerful strategic weapon for the Semis to lead mankind. Once they are mastered by mankind, the Semis lose this strategic advantage, and the result is far beyond what Hegen can bear.

Under the wrath of the Dark Council, no matter how big the world is, it can't tolerate one of his own hands, waiting for him to rob his house and destroy the door, be executed with the cruelest criminal law, and even the soul will be drawn out by the necromancers and suffer forever.

Loyalty and interest, ideal and reality. There is a huge gap in between.

Although Heigen is rude, but at this time he is also fighting between heaven and man, and his mind is shaking.

He watched Lorraine pick up the dishes and utensils, and then walked to the door. If you don't make a sound anymore, it will be too late, and there is a fierce flash in your eyes.

He thought desperately: Anyway, he is a death in the end, it is better to drag it for a while. If the dark council has not been able to show up, maybe he can still make a good death. It's better to die than to live.

Thinking of this, Heigen gritted his teeth, and then raised his voice: "Wait a minute. I...I press..."

After speaking, the whole person collapsed as if collapsed.

Lorraine turned around and said with a smile: "That's right."

He walked around behind Hei Gen again, printed red inkpad on his hand, then put the piece of paper under Hei Gen's hand and said, "Press it, press it. We always respect individual rights. I will never force anyone."

Although Heigen can't see it, he still knows that the piece of "failure-like" piece of paper is under his finger. As long as he presses it lightly, he will be charged with treason and surrender to the enemy, even as a drawing of a war fortress. The lost thing was not revealed, and this thin piece of paper was just given away, and his life was over.

Therefore, my heart was contradictory, my fingers trembled, and he was reluctant to press it down.

Lorraine looked at him and pressed hard immediately, and said, "Just press it~"

As he said, he pressed Heigen's fingerprints heavily on the paper, leaving a bright red fingerprint.

Hei Gen's body stiffened, and then he sighed long and sat down slumping.

Lorraine looked at the paper, but felt that the printing was not clear enough. To be on the safe side, he immediately pressed Heigen's finger and pressed it randomly on the paper several times. Then, smiling slyly with satisfaction, folded the piece of paper and put it away.

At the same time, he faintly felt that this scene seemed a bit familiar, and he slapped it carefully, and then it became clear that this is the same as that of Huang Shiren, a big man in the financial industry, on the New Year’s Eve, forcing Lai Yang Bai to pay his debts. Xia Xier’s sales deeds seem a bit similar.

Lorraine couldn't help sighing: Is it easy for me to be a qualified hooligan? I have used all the tricks I can think of, and all this is done for the great bright cause, the demons, why are they all right to fight? I also suffered when I disturbed Sir Alex.

He patted Heigen on the shoulder and smiled: "General Heigen, welcome to the sixth division of the glorious military intelligence department. Now your code name is No. 47."

Heigen turned his back to Lorraine and said bitterly, "Now can you let me go?"

Lorraine smiled and said, "Of course."

He reached out and touched a small nail clipper from his arms, put it into his hand, and said, "You can use this to cut the cloth strips tied to your hands. It's a bit slower, but it's definitely easy to use."

Heigen snorted coldly and said, "What do you mean? Can't believe me? I have done everything you want me to do."

Lorraine smiled and said: "General Hagen, don't make fun of you. We are all smart people, and now I have not left, wait for you to be released, you will ask the guards to arrest me. Then search out everything, At that time, you can not only make a great contribution, but also be your general innocently.

Do you want such a good thing in your dreams? "

Heigen didn't expect Lorraine to be keen, as if looking at fire, he could see through all his thoughts, and his face was like dust, without saying a word.

Lorraine squeezed the small scissors into his hand and said, "You can cut it quickly. If you move fast enough, you can definitely cut it before tomorrow morning.

To us, losing a new spy is not a big deal, but if you can't break free before tomorrow morning, you will be sacked. "

Hagen looked at him bitterly and cursed: "You **** villains~"

Lorraine laughed and said with a mocking expression: "My friend, it seems that these words shouldn't be said from someone who says'men should be a little bit cruel.'

And, to remind you one more thing, you should say us, we **** villains, don't forget, you are now one of us. "

He said, like a reminder, he patted his chest vigorously.

Heigen was frantic, his eyes breathed fire, but he could only watch Lorraine leave without any other way.

Once a warning was given at this time and the guards were alerted, everyone would know that they had been forced to confess to a confidential blueprint, and if they found out their name certificate from that person, the whole body was full of mouth, but it was also unclear.

As a Semitic general, your superiors have delegated the heavy task of building a fortress to you, but you have surrendered?

The Dark Council and Necromancers don't care if you are forced to do nothing. They are people who can't reason with others.

Necromancers always only look at the results, not the process.

When facing the enemy, as a qualified dark warrior, he should rather die than surrender, and fight the enemy in a bold and righteous manner, and absolutely cannot be shaken by the slightest.

Otherwise, the most severe punishment must be applied to watch and listen, in case some latecomers will follow suit when facing danger and cause losses to the great cause of the Semi.

Betrayed by the enemy because of fear of death, he is definitely a timid coward and a speculator who has entered our ranks.

Lorraine ignored his arduous ideological struggle there, but went out leisurely.

He came to the door, closed the door tightly, then looked at the guard next to him, and then said: "Boy, watch the door. The adults have already rested, so no one is allowed to disturb, you know?"

The guard looked at him up and down, curled his lips, and said, "You are a dead cook. I want you to teach you this kind of thing? Go, go."

As he said, he waved to Lorraine impatiently.

Lorraine was not angry, and grinned at him, then turned around and walked towards the kitchen behind.

He came to the door of the kitchen, looked around, and saw that no one was paying attention, and immediately threw all the trays and cutlery on the ground-anyway, it was going to be done tonight, and he was ready to kill people and set fires, even if they were cleaned up. What's the use?

In the corner of the kitchen, he took out the night clothes he had hidden beforehand, loaded all the weapons, and took two large cans of oil in his hand. Then he hummed a little song and walked out.

In the middle of the night, along the way, Lorraine didn't encounter the guards, but apparently the story of this big-tempered little cook had spread all over, knowing that he was working for Lord Heigen.

Holding chicken feathers as an arrow is as annoying as a fly. Therefore, not many people dared to embarrass him, they all put Lorraine directly on the throne of God Seal with their eyes closed.

Lorraine drove unimpeded all the way, and came to the hill again.

Standing on a high place, he looked down, and saw that in the direction of the timber yard, the lights were dim and sparse. Obviously, they had turned off most of the lights for fire prevention.

Lorraine couldn't help but secretly pleased when he saw this: This would make his actions more convenient.

He tore off the clothes covering the outside, exposing the night clothes inside, and then sneaked and walked towards the timber yard.

Lorraine came to the sidelines and looked different from inside. The defense was extremely loose. Only a few sentries wandered back and forth with their spears in their arms. Anyway, it's just a pile of wood, there is no guard value, and the sentries are all working hard.

He saw a guard in front of him, and leaned forward quietly from behind, then patted the opponent's left shoulder lightly.

The guard was reflexive at the moment, looking to the left, but at the same time, his right neck was completely exposed.

Lorraine raised his hand, set his palm like a knife, and slashed down at his neck fiercely.

The guard immediately rolled his eyes and fell soft without even saying a word.

The spear also fell to the ground. But it was all grass here, and there was just a soft noise.

Lorraine looked around vigilantly, and now that no one noticed, he breathed a sigh of relief, then dragged the guard into the bushes behind and tied him tightly.

Finally, he took off his helmet, took off his jacket, and put it on his body indiscriminately, then he came out again.

He stood on the spot, stretched out his finger and took a spit, then placed it in the air, carefully debated the direction of the wind, and then walked against the direction of the wind and headed toward the wind.

Due to the dim light, he just draped the uniform of the guard on his body, and didn't worry about being spotted by others. No matter who was here, he could only see a dark back.

As Lorraine walked, he kept throwing the oil can on the wood beside him.

Finally, he came to the middle of the lumber yard, looked at the towering timber piles around, and immediately poured out all the oil cans in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, he took out the fire fold he was carrying, shook it in the wind, and lit it immediately.

At this moment, a guard patrolled here and found something wrong. He immediately came behind Lorraine and shouted sharply: "Who are you? Raise your hand."

Lorraine froze, then turned around, looked at the guard, and smiled: "Don't get me wrong, don't get me wrong. Everyone is your own."

The guard held his spear vigilantly, and said: "Who is yours with you, don't you know the rules here? Throw away the Huozhe in your hand~"

Lorraine was stunned for a moment, and then said: "This is what you said."

The guard heard what he said was weird, but he was taken aback at the moment, but looked down at his feet, and found that there was all oil there, and immediately realized the mistake in his words.

At this moment, I saw that Lorraine had left the fire break.

Watching the fire fold the light yellow light slowly falling with the wind. He was frightened immediately, and hurriedly jumped to the side.

But it was too late at this time, and only a little bit of oil was seen, and it spread over instantly like a fire dragon. He screamed when he was burning, and his eyebrows were scorched. Even the clothes on his body are stained with sparks.

He dropped the spear and kept slapping it.

Lorraine didn't care about him~www.wuxiaspot.com~ when he saw the fire, he turned around and left.

At the same time, a strong wind blew.

At the moment, the fire suddenly jumped more than three feet high by the wind, and the burnt wood crackled, and the thick smoke billowed straight into the sky like a fierce dragon.

The guards who watched the scene looked at them. They were all panicked and shouted: "It's a fire, it's a fire. Come and put out the fire. Come and put out the fire..."

Immediately afterwards, the rapid sound of a gong sounded like rain.

The people who had worked all day just fell asleep and were immediately awakened.

They poked their heads out of the barracks with sleepy eyes. Seeing the direction of the lumber yard, the fire had soared into the sky, and half of the night sky reflected by the fiery red light showed a magnificent color.

Immediately afterwards, the little officers like the corps leader seemed to have burned their ass, and shouted: "Quickly put out the fire, put out the fire, a bunch of splashing lazy bones, all get up and put out the fire...