1240: C1240 They Never Owe Him Anything

C1240 They Never Owe Him Anything

Aunt Nian smiled and said, "That's not it. That guy is very energetic, and he is very diligent in this aspect. The most exaggerated time was when I was carrying out a mission with him. We went deep into the enemy's back to carry out special operations."

"At that time, we were surrounded by tens of thousands of enemies in the forest. We shuttled back and forth in the forest. Under such circumstances, that guy suddenly had an idea. He wanted to experience the feeling of being in a war of smoke and fire with me."

"At that time, there were obstructions in front of us and pursuers behind us. There were armed helicopters flying in the sky. There were also artillery explosions in different areas and machine guns firing indiscriminately. I estimate that he and I are definitely unprecedented in this matter."

When the girl heard that, she was so shocked that her mouth opened wide. "Aunt Nian, you're too awesome. In the smoke and flames of war, let alone being unprecedented, there would probably not be any visitors in the next few hundred years..."

As she spoke, the girl suddenly realized something. "Aunt Nian, you even fought a war in the past? Are you an uninvited person?"

Aunt Nian thought for a moment and sighed, "I suppose so. But we are not fighting to protect our country. We are fighting for our own interests and survival. There is a difference between this and a real Cloud Prefecture."

"However, you just need to listen to these things. You must not reveal a single word to the outside world. There are too many things involved."

The girl nodded and said, "Don't worry, I won't say anything even if I die. Right, Aunt Nian, where is he now? Why did you two separate after that?"

Aunt Nian did not speak. Her face suddenly became melancholic, and her eyes were filled with loneliness and sourness.

The girl hurriedly said, "Aiya, I'm talking too much again. Let's not talk about this anymore. Aunt Nian, why don't we go and eat hotpot? Anyway, the flower shop won't open tomorrow. I haven't eaten hotpot for a long time."

Aunt Nian smiled and took a deep breath. "Forget about tonight. I have to go out for a while. I'll go again next week when I rest."

After saying that, Aunt Nian took out the black cloak that she only wore when she was on a mission from the secret closet.

"Aunt Nian, what are you doing?"

The girl was very confused. Ever since she had learned how to do it, Aunt Nian rarely took action personally.

"Go do something. You should sleep early."

Aunt Nian said as she changed into a black cloak.

The girl asked doubtfully, "What is Aunt Nian's matter?"

Aunt Nian had already changed into her black cloak and covered her face with a black veil. She said, "That person saved you once today. What you did for him is not considered repayment. It is not that he does not have the ability, but that he is conserving his strength."

"Pluto never owes others, so I have to deal with those red armored people."

After the girl heard this, she quickly said, "Let me handle this. Although that group of red armored people are powerful, I still have no problem dealing with them."

Aunt Nian said with a faint smile, "I know you can deal with that group of red armored people, but with your current cultivation, you can't deal with the faction behind that group of red armored people for the time being."

"Ah? Aunt Nian, do you know the origins of that group of red armored people?"

The girl asked doubtfully.

"Don't ask about this in the future. It won't do you any good if you know about it."

Aunt Nian's figure flashed out of the window after she finished speaking. In the blink of an eye, she disappeared into the darkness like a ghost.

Although she no longer cared about the affairs of the underworld, she only wanted to cherish this hard-won peaceful life.

However, this did not mean that she knew nothing about the Jianghu.

When she heard the girl mention the group of red-armored people, she immediately determined that the red-armored people were the elite guards of the Cult Master, the red-armored soldiers.

She had always known that the Church of the Red Shirt had secretly planted forces in La Sang City. They had secretly stationed a group of over a thousand elite red-armored soldiers here.

However, although the Church of the Red Shirt was evil, they did not pose any threat to the citizens of La Sang City.

It was not that they did not eat the grass in their nests, but that their strength was something that the bullies could not compare with. They did not need to tyrannically abuse these people.0

Therefore, Aunt Nian did not take this matter to heart. She did not mind her own business as long as she did not cause trouble for the citizens of La Sang City.

But this time, just as she had said to the girl, Pluto did not owe anyone anything.

No matter who the person who saved the girl was, she had to intervene in this matter.

As a top expert who had once caused the entire Dark World to tremble in fear, her way of thinking naturally went further than the girl.

Since the other party had chosen to deliberately conceal his true strength at this critical moment, it meant that he must be carrying an especially important matter.

The strength of the Red Cloaked Cult, which had always been low-key in La Sang City, to be able to do such a large scale operation without leaving any room for negotiation proved that this was no small matter.

Therefore, although the other party had temporarily escaped, this group of red armored people would probably not be foolish enough to chase after them.

However, the Red Cloaked Church was not a kind person. They would definitely take more ruthless and vicious actions.

Therefore, she had chosen to attack the red-armored soldiers. Her true goal was not to kill the red-armored soldiers, but to divert a portion of the Church's attention.

At the very least, it would allow the Church of the Red Shirt to spare a portion of their energy in La Sang City to reduce the pressure on the man and woman.

In terms of military strategy, this was considered to be a way to surround the Wei and save the Zhao.

At the same time.

In an ordinary hotel in a remote town about 30 kilometers away from La Sang City, Hong Que's expression was especially solemn as he said guiltily, "Sorry, I got into trouble again."

Actually, these things could be avoided tonight.

When the two of them just arrived in La Sang City, Yang Xuan said that he wanted to keep a low profile and try not to show his face.

However, the Red Sparrow did not listen to their dissuasion and could not suppress her playful heart. She insisted on pulling Yang Xuan along to accompany her to the night market of La Sang City.

This trip was not in vain. They just happened to encounter the exciting battle between Pluto and Badong. They also saw the rare Four Titans, and they also saw the legendary Pluto with their own eyes.

But at the same time, she exposed herself and alarmed the Red Shirt Sect.

Although the two of them were temporarily safe, with the Red Shirt Sect's influence here, it was only a matter of time before they found them.

More importantly, since Sanzhu Zarro knew that they had appeared in La Sang City, he would definitely make preparations.

This way, the difficulty of their mission would greatly increase. They would have to face countless battles and dangers in the future.

"It's fine, I'm already used to it."

Yang Xuan had a helpless expression.

During this period of time, Yang Xuan's biggest feeling was that if this girl was his subordinate and followed him to the battlefield, the first thing Yang Xuan would do would be to shoot her to death.

No organization, no discipline. They could do whatever they wanted. Although the two of them had not been in contact for a long time, they had experienced a lot of things together. This girl would always cause more or less trouble every time.

Moreover, this time, the trouble she stirred up was different from all the previous ones. This time, because of this girl's willfulness and playfulness, the matter would become unusually serious and complicated.

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