"Hurry up. Dwarf, hand over the money. This is the extra part you gave when you visited your MM business last time. You have to return it to us."

The drake came out with a grin, stretched his legs to kick Crowley.

In the eyes of the three of them, this little man seemed a little ignorant of etiquette, and he had to be educated.

Crowley squinted and bent over slightly, and reached out to touch the Hell three-headed dog beside him, just to escape the drake's throat.

Of course, Crowley's behavior seemed to them more like a provocation.

They only saw the little dwarf suddenly bending over to touch the air, avoiding the attack of the drake's voice.

"You better hand over the money, hurry up!"

The three continued to approach.

Crowley ignored the three of them, but stroked the heads of the three-headed dog one by one.

"Athather has a high chance of not going back to **** at all. Suddenly an extra soul belonging to heaven makes **** chaos. At this point in time, I should not be noticed if I bring a few souls."

"Go ahead, don't grab it,"

boom--)

A gunshot drew Crowley's attention.

It was shot by the drake.

He was dodged by Crowley, and annoyed by Crowley's indifferent attitude. At the critical moment, the companion beside the drake's voice shot in time and let the bullet shot into the sky.

Otherwise, Crowley will have to spend a lot of money to repair his body again.

"Kill them!"

Crowley smiled and stretched out his hand, pointing directly at the three people on the opposite side.

A cloud of air around him rushed up and bit the arm of the drake's voice. Before the drake screamed, the whole arm was bitten off and fell to the ground.

Crowley sorted his clothes and walked slowly to the entrance of the alley where the three-headed dog was eating three corpses.

A police sirens sounded in the distance, a police car stopped on the side of the road, and a policeman armed with a pistol got out of the car.

"Sir, please raise your hands and hold your head with both hands."

Crowley didn't do it, he wiped a handful of blood that accidentally splashed on his cheek, and sighed.

"Mr. Officer, there is nothing wrong here. I just met a few robbers. They shot into the sky in order to force me to take out my wallet. I was so frightened that I gave them my wallet and sent them away. "

Crowley explained, and the police slowly put down their guns.

This kind of robbery is very common in Washington, not to mention Washington, it is common throughout the United States. If anyone has not been robbed of money since childhood, then he is either the group of people who robbed the money, or he is just idiotic.

Just as the policeman was about to turn and leave, his partner got out of the car, raised his gun, pointed at Crowley, and walked towards the alley.

"Who is inside! Let him come out immediately!"

It was the sound made by the three-headed dog accidentally eating the corpse just now.

As soon as this sentence came out, the policeman who had put down the gun before also raised the gun again.

The two kept approaching Crowley, and his partner even prepared to turn on the walkie-talkie to call for support.

"I hate trouble."

Crowley wanted to fool around and send the police away, but he didn't succeed. Seeing the police get closer, he rolled his eyes helplessly and waved behind him.

A cloud of air came out...

Soon after, the three-headed dog dragged two policemen in police uniforms into the dark alley and continued to feast on them.

Crowley stood in an alley that looked like a slaughterhouse, and did not respond to the surrounding Shura Yard. He held five test tubes in his hand with milky white liquid in them.

The milky white liquid in two of the test tubes even glowed slightly.

The other three are much dim and thin.

Crowley stared at the five test tubes for a long time. He kicked the three-headed dog lying on the ground and playing with the skeleton.

The three heads of the three-headed dog were raised together.

Crowley didn't hesitate anymore, unplugged one by one, poured the milky white liquid in the test tube into his mouth, and swallowed it down.

He could even faintly hear the screams echoing in his ears.

"Let's go, let's go back, we will soon be discovered here."

"No, no, this can't be taken back."

"When I become the lord of hell, maybe I can."

"I can build a mountain of skeletons for you in my palace."

...

Outside the CIA headquarters building.

At this time, the sky is getting brighter, and people who wake up early to work out are faintly visible on the road.

Benny did not rush in, even though he was fearless in front of Crowley.

He pretended to be a morning exerciser and ran around the building twice. After seeing someone starting upstairs looking down, he ran in the direction he came and left the building.

After another while, the sky was bright, and bustling people began to appear on the streets, cars were constantly coming and going, and the whole city became alive.

Benny changed into a brand-new sportswear and walked into the CIA headquarters building with the crowd after breakfast.

As soon as he entered the door, he was stopped by a gate.

The people around him took out their magnetic cards one after another, lined up to swipe their cards to enter, and passed the gate smoothly.

Soon, it was Benny's turn.

"Sorry, sir, I saw a cleaner here, I'm here to apply."

Benny looked calmly at the two people around him with a long list of names, and said with a smile.

After the two men murmured a few words together, one of them said something on the headset, and then the two began to move closer to Benny.

"We did not post any advertisements for recruitment."

"What are you here for!"

Other people around also looked over, and the security personnel who were a little farther away saw that something was wrong here, and surrounded them.

Benny looked at the circle of red names around him and sighed inwardly, but Crowley didn't lie to him.

"Look, sir, didn't you publish this?"

Benny behaved normally, a little scared, and some unwilling to give up this job opportunity. He took the phone and pointed at the advertisement on it to show them to them.

The two of them took the phone and turned it over, with a puzzled look on their faces.

The advertisement is real, and there is even their contact number on it.

But they confirmed with the above just now, they really didn't.

what 's wrong?

The two people who couldn't figure it out communicated with the above again.

Benny stood aside calmly, waiting for the result.

joke!

This is what he specifically asked Justin for help. According to Justin, if this can be seen as a flaw, unless the other party is from the future.

Whether the CIA has any employees from the future, Benny doesn't know. What he knows is that at his level, if it can't be checked, it is difficult for him to find this fake advertisement by Justin.

Soon, the confirmation result came out.

The two returned the phone to Benny and told him intimately not to run around looking around, go directly to the third floor, and someone would interview him.

While secretly complaining about the CIA's big shelf and recruiting a cleaner for an interview, Benny put away his phone with a smile on his face, thanked him again and again, and passed the gate.

Entering the elevator and going straight to the third floor, Benny didn't follow the directions pointed by the two at the door.

He has been to the CIA headquarters many times and is familiar with it.