"Want to stay?" Robb said, "Don't want to be home? You are also a big man anyway, you should be different from ordinary soldiers, and you should get better when you go back."

The bitter expression on the assassin leader's face: "What big man? We were caught by you and sent to prison for labor reform. Soon someone came to redeem the Madara, the great shaman, and the commander in chief, but I didn't have it at all. People come to redeem, doesn't this already explain the problem?"

Robb laughed dumbly. This is true. The real nobleman was bought back with money in a blink of an eye, but the poor assassin leader had no one to buy it, because he was not a nobleman at all.

After all, how can a distinguished nobleman be willing to run out as an assassin?

He is just a chess piece in the hands of the nobles of the desert kingdom, and it is the kind that can be discarded at any time. So he tried desperately to escape after he was in prison, because he knew that if he didn't escape, no one would save him.

"Okay, just stay if you want to stay." Robb said, "I also know that often out of jail prisoners will go back to the prison to see you and chat with you, so you don't have nothing to do with things outside. I know, Xifeng Town never excludes you from staying. You can do whatever you want and do whatever you want."

The assassin leader hurriedly said: "God's father, you have misunderstood, we don't want to stay and do ordinary work, I want to say...work under your hands."

Robb understood instantly: "Wow! Be my assassin?"

The assassin leader nodded: "If you have any inconvenience to do it yourself, we will do it."

Robb sighed and shook his head: "You have a good heart to help me, but unfortunately, I never like to go in the assassination stream. I pay attention to what I do. Everyone and kind, it’s best not to fight and kill. Even if you fight, you don’t play the backstab."

Hearing what he said, the assassin leader was a little embarrassed. He had been a prisoner of reform through labor for so long in the Westwind Prison. Of course he had already heard of what kind of person God’s father was like. This is really not a person who likes to play tricks. The troublemakers seem to have no ambitions. They will always be shrunk in the one-third acre of West Wind, and they really don't need any assassination department.

Fortunately, the Assassin leader had already thought about this matter, and whispered: "Even if you don't kill, you still need outside information, such as... the light vatican, the dark vatican, there are always bad thoughts in these minds. People around you, if you can know their plots and tricks in advance, it will be convenient for you to formulate countermeasures. Our group of people are masters of spying on intelligence and we are willing to serve you wholeheartedly."

Robb thought carefully: "That's right! Harmfulness is indispensable, but defensiveness is indispensable. It won't hurt to have more information. Okay, I will leave you as intelligence personnel. "

The assassin leader is overjoyed.

Robb shouted: "Lilian, do me a favor, call Elsie."

Lilian answered. She happened to be making tea in the kitchen just now. When she heard Robb's call, she handed the work to Sofa, and went to Elsie with a smile.

So it became Sofa came out with a teapot and a teacup, and saw the assassin leader and a group of people, both of them were slightly shocked at the same time, and then there was a complicated look on their faces.

Sofa said: "Ah, you are finally released from prison after serving your sentence."

The assassin leader nodded: "I finally came out. We have heard about you. God's father said that you are a woman and it is inconvenient to be locked up in a prison with a man, so he asked you to labor in the church. Now we are here. The last batch of reform-through-labor prisoners were released. Why are you still in reform-through-labor? I thought you were already free."

Sofa looked confused and embarrassed, and whispered: "I haven't commuted my sentence, and I still have more than a year of sentence!"

Hearing what she said, the eyes of the assassin leader and the group were full of sympathy. In their eyes, Sofa had already been taken by Robb.

Now it’s even more obvious. The group of people who have caused a lot of trouble in prison have been released from prison. Sofa, who is obediently serving Robb as a maid, has not reduced his sentence. There is still more than a year in prison. Obviously Robb bullied others and wanted to keep her by his side to play around. I'm afraid it wasn't that after the sentence expired, I found some excuses to increase her sentence until she got tired of playing with her.

A young assassin was a little upset and wanted to jump up to find Robb to reason, but the leader of the assassin pressed his shoulders, pressed his words back into his stomach, and shook his head to signal him not to speak.

That person had to hold back...

The Assassin leader turned to Solfa, intentionally blocked Robb’s sight with his body, and then made a gesture to Solfa. This was a sign language code unique to the Assassins. He asked: “Sofa, do you need our help? Let’s look for it. Let's take you away if you have the opportunity."

Sofa was stunned, and replied in sign language: "You guys got out of jail hard, don't make trouble."

"But you are too bitter, we can't sit back and watch."

"Bitter?" Sofa was surprised: "I'm living well."

The leader of the assassin said: "You are still serving your sentence, which is not fair. This man has made it clear that he doesn't want to let you go. He will play with you for a lifetime. Even if we fight our lives, we will have to save you."

Sofa was quite moved when he heard him say this. These assassin friends are really willing to spare their lives to help me.

She gestured to the assassin leader very seriously: "It's okay, he is very good to me, I actually don't care about this sentence, or... it's good to be longer, and life here is very happy."

"Hey?"

"You can take care of your new life." Sofa was a little proud: "I really don't have to worry about me. With him, I live an unprecedented happiness. If you do things for him, you will feel the same. Happy."

Assassins...

The real happiness and the fake happiness can be seen by the assassin leader. He saw an unprecedented sense of satisfaction from Sofa's face. She is truly extremely satisfied with the current life.

Think about it again. She used to live a life of an assassin who was wandering and could lose her life at any time. What kind of life could be worse now than it was then?

Thinking of this, I was relieved!

After a while, Elsie came and saw the leader of the assassin from a distance. He actually recognized him and laughed loudly: "Oh, isn't this the most famous assassin in the Westwind Prison? I don't care about the prison for a long time. I thought you came out too, hahahaha."