A remote small city with not-so-developed transportation, surrounded by barren mountains and mountains.

The combination of these elements is simply not very suitable for doing things, and it is not unreasonable for the underground guild to choose this place.

But to be honest, Luo Huai's hometown is also a small town, why haven't I heard anything about it?

Oh, there's a bunch of fairies living there... that's okay.

The working meals of the security department are still acceptable, but this is not Luo Huai's main purpose. He can actually prostitute a place to live for free.

It just so happened that Fengshu caught him and didn't let him go, so it was justifiable to live on.

The room is on the top floor, and you can see the night view of the city - pitch black.

Luo Huai played with the walkie-talkie in his hand, waiting for Fengshu's message.

"When you receive the news, just summon a phantom cross." Maple explained before leaving.

The dark street is lit up from time to time, it seems that it has already begun.

Do you want to intervene?

Forget it, think about it, there shouldn't be any trouble.

Suddenly, the intercom rang.

"Hurry up!" The maple tree spoke quickly, and the figures in the background were noisy, with faint gunshots.

"Understood." Luo Huai threw the walkie-talkie onto the bed, bit her finger, and threw blood into the air.

The sacrificial circle was activated, and then connected to the law of the cross.

A scarlet cross emerged from Luo Huai's eyes, and then a red light began to appear in front of him.

From the window, the Red Cross has come down in the night sky.

The members of the Cross Society in the city instantly felt that they were much closer to the Law of the Cross, and they could control the power in their bodies more easily.

There will be no more things about Luo Huai... It's strange.

The sound of the battle seemed to be approaching here, and the villain fleeing in the dark dared to look at the security department.

Luo Huai, who was sitting by the window with her eyes closed, suddenly heard the door behind her being kicked open.

A thin figure in a black robe walked in from behind.

"Those policemen are really out of their minds. They dared to let a holy son guard the police station alone."

The skinny figure stood at the door, and instead of making a move immediately, he was still in the mood to sneer first.

"Aren't you afraid that the time you waste talking will delay the battle over there?" Luo Huai turned around slowly, and he sat on the swivel chair.

"Hmph..." The skinny figure didn't let out a disdainful laugh after hearing this, "Are you talking about those mercenaries who are not even qualified to join the guild? Sorry, those are just burdens that the Cross Society can help us get rid of." .”

"As for you..." The skinny figure finally had a slight fluctuation in his tone when he said this. He was undoubtedly excited, "Couldn't you be the Holy Son found by the Cross Society recently? You're still a kid after all."

"I'm an adult." Anyway, there is no rush, Luo Huai is really interested in talking about it.

"Hmph!" The thin figure smiled disdainfully, "Looking at your soul image, you are only in your twenties, just at the time when you don't know the heights of the sky and the earth, I'm afraid you can't imagine what it's like to live hundreds or even thousands of years."

"You mean you've lived for thousands of years?" If that's the case, then Luo Huai must be more serious, or should find a way to escape.

"Sure enough, mortals have a poor imagination, and at most it can only last a thousand years." The thin figure is really addicted to chatting, "My goal is eternal life."

"So how old are you?"

"My goal is eternity."

"So how old are you..."

"I said I would have an infinite lifespan!"

"I know, so how old are you?"

"I ride a horse!"

"Don't swear, tell me your age first."

"..."

The thin figure fell silent.

He suddenly realized that he shouldn't be so profligate, let alone wasting his desire to confide on a dying person.

It's ridiculous.

He raised his hand hidden under the black robe, and a black gun barrel was exposed, pointing directly at Luo Huai's head.

boom!

There was a loud bang, and he didn't even bother to install the noise reduction device. He was confident that he could retreat completely.

This pistol was obviously a special product, and its power was astonishing. The impact brought by the bullet even lifted Luo Huai and hit the glass window behind him.

The glass shattered in response, and it was unclear whether it was shattered or smashed, only that the debris rolled down to the ground together with Luo Huai.

The thin figure didn't leave immediately, he walked into Luo Huai's "corpse" and drew out a sharp knife.

The tip of the knife slashed across the still warm neck, along the blood vessels, all the way to the heart.

"It's not dead yet... the fresh heart of the Holy Son, this is a wonderful sacrifice."

There was a sickly pleasure in the thin figure's voice.

The blade made a circle around the position of the heart, confirmed the position, and plunged down! Then he abruptly picked Luo Huai up.

The spurted blood formed a blood column and splashed on the thin figure's face, but he didn't feel disgusted at all, instead he stuck out his tongue to fill it.

"Ah... As expected of the Holy Son, even blood is so much sweeter than ordinary people..."

A large amount of blood flowed down Luo Huai's limbs, dripped from the weakly hanging fingertips and toes, and dripped on the ground, making a "tick...tick..." sound.

It was the only sound in the dark room.

The maple trees in the distance didn't seem to notice the gunshots here, or they didn't have time to take care of them.

The thin figure also paid attention to these, until it was sure that no one came.

"Looks like those Crusader idiots didn't notice you, well, then I'll have time to give you a unique reward... how about just slowly draining the blood?"

Heart full of fear and despair, my God, what a perfect sacrifice this must be!

The blood in the whole body flowed out along the knife as it flowed through the heart. The blood changed from dripping on the floor to being poured on the floor. A large pool of blood soon spread out on the ground.

Only half a minute passed, but to ordinary people, it was torture like hell.

He should die early tomorrow, but the blood is still flowing, constantly filling the vacancy, and constantly losing.

The thin figure's body was also covered with the blood left along the arm, but the smell of blood was perhaps more fragrant to him than perfume, which made him intoxicated.

He looked forward to digging out the blood-drained heart that had just stopped beating.

The feeling of the tip of the knife cutting through the flesh is wonderful.

But…

What happened next caused the thin figure to have some doubts.

This guy's blood... isn't it too much?

According to the amount of bleeding, it should be drained in a short while.

But...Looking around, blood pools several centimeters deep have accumulated on the floor, even on the wall...Wait, why is there blood on the wall?

"Yeah... why doesn't the blood flow dry..."

Suddenly, Luo Huai, who had been "dead" for a long time, spoke with a hoarse voice.

"!!"

At this moment, the protagonists of the **** game are reversed...