3145: C3145 What Do You Need

C3145 What Do You Need

"Of course not!"

However, Heng Yanlin's words made Number Thirty-Three's mind wander. The middle-aged man responded very quickly. With a calm expression, he said, "The main reason is because your strength is too terrifying. I can't see any chance of escaping. It's better to surrender now."

Heng Yanlin didn't know how to answer this question.

Because the words of the middle-aged man with mustache number thirty-three sounded like flattery.

Heng Yanlin thought for a moment, then asked, "What's your name?"

"Number Thirty-Three."

"Number Thirty-three?"

Yes, in our Assassin League, there are no names, only codename. The smaller the codename, the higher the status. " Number Thirty-Three, Eight Trigrams The bearded middle-aged man said truthfully.

"Mm..."

When Heng Yanlin heard these words, he roughly understood and immediately asked: "So, in your Assassin League, don't you know who is who?"

Number Thirty-Three, Eight Trigrams The middle-aged man shook his head gently, opened his mouth and said, "Yes, just like you said, we don't know each other."

After saying this, No. 33, No. 8, curled her lips. The middle-aged man paused again and told Heng Yanlin about the normal operation of the Assassin League and some rules of conduct.

It had to be said that Heng Yanlin was truly shocked by the middle-aged man.

This was because the middle-aged man had sold the item thoroughly. If the Assassin League knew about this, who knew what kind of thoughts they would have? They would probably want to tear him into pieces, wouldn't they?

Heng Yanlin looked at Number Thirty-Three, the middle-aged man with the mustache, and asked again, "Then according to what you said, you don't know who the employer is now?"

The middle-aged man with a mustache nodded and said, "Yes. Because this is an order issued by the higher-ups. They will only tell us the mission requirements. "And the mission reward, as for who the employer is... They will not announce it to us, especially for such a large mission... It's better to keep it a secret, we don't even know who the employer is. "

Hearing his words, Heng Yanlin raised his eyebrows slightly. He had never thought that the middle-aged man would be so direct. Now, he knew that he wouldn't be able to get any answers from him. Furthermore, if the man was so cooperative, Heng Yanlin would naturally be too lazy to get rid of him.

Immediately, Heng Yanlin's heart moved slightly. The spiritual energy binding rope on Number Thirty-Three's body immediately dissipated.

This caused a trace of astonishment to surface on the middle-aged man's face. After that, he stared blankly at Heng Yanlin, because he never thought that Heng Yanlin would actually loosen the rope on him.

What was he trying to do? Don't tell me he wants to let me go?

Eighty-three. The middle-aged man thought to himself.

His gaze swept across Number Thirty-Three, Eight Trigrams. The middle-aged man glanced at Heng Yanlin. There was no emotion on Heng Yanlin's handsome face. He said indifferently, "You can leave."

Number Thirty-Three, Eight Trigrams The Hu middle aged man was once again startled. Immediately, there was a strange glint in his eyes. He did not expect that he would actually be able to guess it.

However, the Hu middle aged man with the number thirty-third number did not move at all.

Heng Yanlin, who was about to turn around and leave, saw that the middle-aged man actually didn't move when he saw this scene. Immediately, a puzzled expression appeared in his eyes under his sharp brows. He opened his mouth and asked, "What's wrong? Why are you still here?"

"I want to follow you." Looking at Heng Yanlin, the middle-aged man with the mustache said with a serious expression.

"Follow me?"

Heng Yanlin did not know whether to laugh or cry when he heard this. Immediately, he gently shook his head. He parted his lips and said, "Don't joke around here. How can such a thing happen?"

"I have already surrendered to you. Moreover, I have told you everything that I know in the Assassin League. " So this means that I have already betrayed the Assassin League. " When that happens, the Assassin League will definitely find trouble with me. That's why I have nowhere to go now. I can only rely on you. " Number Thirty-Three, the middle-aged man with a mustache, looked at Heng Yanlin. The expression on his face was very serious. There was no joking expression on his face.

Heng Yanlin raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw the middle-aged man with the mustache looking at him with such a serious expression. He revealed a surprised expression and said with a faint smile, "Actually, all of this has already been within your plan, right?"

"Yes!"2

The middle-aged man admitted it openly and frankly. There was no cover at all. His face was calm. He looked at Heng Yanlin and said, "Because your strength is too terrifying. I can't find any place to resist you. That's why I chose to compromise. "Surrender. Surrender. Submit. "

"Aren't you worried that I will kill you directly?" A playful smile emerged on Heng Yanlin's handsome face as he looked at the middle-aged man with a mustache.

"Of course I'm worried about that, but as a human, there's always a need to take a little risk. After all, how can there be no risk when investing? " In any case, it's a death sentence. "Why don't we take the risk and try? Maybe we'll succeed?"

A brilliant smile surfaced on the corner of the mouth of the middle aged man with the mustache number thirty-three. A pleased expression was revealed in his eyes. "Moreover, from the looks of it, it is obvious that I have made the right bet."

It must be said that Heng Yanlin had never expected that the middle aged man with the mustache would have such a logical ability. Moreover, his thinking was so meticulous.

To be honest, Heng Yanlin did admire him a little.

However, appreciation didn't mean that he would agree to it.

Immediately, a faint smile surfaced on Heng Yanlin's handsome face. He said, "I have to say, you are indeed right. Furthermore, it is also congratulations to you. You have answered correctly. However, I am sorry. I do not need anyone to follow me."

The middle-aged man with the mustache was slightly startled when he heard Heng Yanlin's words. However, he quickly regained his composure. He looked at Heng Yanlin and opened his mouth to ask, "What do you need?"

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