Just when the bishop and others were ready, Lin Rui and others had already walked over.

"All stay calm, wait until they come in." The bishop lowered his voice.

"Sir, why don't we fire?" a militant whispered, "They are almost less than fifty meters."

"Because firing now will cause chaos. Aladdin's bodyguard, Rick's mercenary. At that time, it will be easy to cause a chaos, and it is very likely that we will not be able to go." The bishop whispered, "Said , I won’t make him so cheap. Aladdin killed my whole family, I want him to look at me well, look into my eyes to die."

The bishop's voice was full of bitterness. The secret society militants next to them did not dare to speak again. For fear that it would make him unhappy, he would send this evil fire on himself.

Just when the bishop's eyes were red, staring at the wheelchair pushed in the distance. Suddenly the people in front stopped, and one of Aladdin's bodyguards hurried over, reporting something to Aladdin in a low voice.

Several people stopped on the road and talked quietly.

This incident made the bishop and other secret society militants suddenly nervous.

"What's the matter? Why did they suddenly stop." A militant lowered his voice.

"It's not clear what seems to be someone reporting to Aladdin." Another militant whispered.

"Did we expose it? Is there a flaw in some place?" The secret society militants began to feel uncomfortable, and whispered to the bishop, "Mr. Bishop, otherwise, let's fight?"

"Wait, it's not that simple." The bishop stared at the opposite side in the gap of the tent. "If we were exposed, can they still talk so calmly? If they find something wrong, they must have shot Rick. It must be something else. Wait."

Sure enough, when they were talking in a low voice, Lin Rui secretly made a gesture of waiting for the location of the tent.

This gesture calmed down the secret society militants, which shows that they have not yet exposed. It should only be a temporary situation, and will not jeopardize the operation.

But they stopped talking for a long time, and Aladdin's men seemed to be talking about something complicated. Aladdin was sitting in a wheelchair and interjecting questions from time to time. It seemed that he didn't mean to leave for a while.

This makes the bishop and other secret society militants very anxious. At this moment, someone got in behind the tent.

"Who?" The secret society militants immediately took a step forward and used a gun against him.

The person who came in, with red hair and two blue eyes, looked like a thief stealing his brain. "Don't shoot, I was sent by Rick to deliver the letter."

"What's wrong?" The bishop separated the crowd and walked over. "What's the matter?"

"One of Aladdin's men reported something to him, and they stopped to discuss it midway. Mr. Rick was afraid that you would be uncomfortable, let me come and inform you. Keep staying here and he will bring people over." The red-haired man whispered.

"I've seen you, Russian, and I was in Rick's team last time." The bishop nodded, "You seem to be called..."

"Sergey." The red-haired man nodded. "I delivered the letter, and I'm leaving now."

"Stop. Now that you are here, do you want to leave?" The bishop stared at him.

"I'm just here to deliver a letter. What do you want? Don't look at your crowds, but it's impossible to take me down quietly.

If there is movement in this tent, do you think Aladdin will still be hooked? Think about it yourself. I am not here to deliver the letter for you, but for Rick. Don't make me angry. Sergey whispered.

The bishop stared at Sergey as if he felt that he was telling the truth, and waved, "Go away, leave immediately, and go from behind."

Sergei cursed and turned away. A few minutes later, Aladdin seemed to have listened to the report, and after a few words in a low voice, his subordinate left.

"Sorry for the delay. But I just have too many chores to deal with. Every day." Aladdin smiled.

Lin Rui made a gesture, "I understand, please here."

When they continued to walk, the bishop in the tent had already made arrangements. "You guys are guarding both sides of the entrance. After they come in, first control the black man pushing the wheelchair. The rest are responsible for controlling the mercenary Rick.

Although he is helping us, I don't believe him at all. So in order to prevent him from playing tricks, as long as they come in, they will take them all. "

"What about Aladdin?" Another, the secret agency militant whispered.

"He? An old guy who was paralyzed. Even if Sai gave him a gun, he couldn't pull the trigger. Without the bodyguards around him, he would be a toothless dog." The bishop sneered. "He doesn't need our special greetings at all. As long as he comes, he can't leave."

After these secret agency militants laid ambush, Lin Rui, Aladdin and others had already arrived at the tent door.

"That's it. This is the place where the crystal appeared last." Lin Rui explained, "Since she left here, there has been no news."

"Take me in and see." Aladdin nodded.

Lin Rui took the initiative to help them open the curtain of the tent. Just after Duncan walked in with the wheelchair, two dark shadows quickly walked around him and put their guns against Duncan's head, "Don't move, keep walking."

Lin Rui's results were no better than Duncan, and the other two terrorists also pointed their guns at him.

"What's going on?" Duncan glared at Lin Rui.

"I still want to ask, what's going on?" Lin Rui raised his hand and looked at the bishop. "Point a gun at me on my site?"

"Sorry, just in case. I've been insecure since I was a child, so I want to control everything in my own hands. Although I am grateful for you to bring Aladdin over, you still have to be careful." The bishop said coldly. .

"Dare you betray us?" Duncan stared at Lin Rui.

"Mr. Rick can't help it either. He didn't mean to betray you. Besides, as long as the price is right, there is no one in this world who can't buy it." The bishop mocked. "This sentence, Aladdin, you should be very clear. How long have we not seen each other, old friend."

"I have no friends, and you are not my friend." Aladdin looked at the bishop with complicated eyes.

"Yes, how can people like us have friends?" The bishop also looked at him. "I'm just your creditor. I owed me a debt for decades. Today, I want to collect it all. And even with a profit."

The bishop sat down in the tent, waved his hand and ordered his men, "Bring them all."

Several militants used guns to force Duncan to push the wheelchair to walk over, and several other militants also used their guns against Lin Rui's back, urging him to walk to the bishop's side.