If you can study how the different bloodlines complement each other perfectly from the Blade Warrior, then Roger can try an experiment that he wanted to do for a long time, but has never had the opportunity to do it.

"Delegated?"

I don’t know why, after seeing Rogge’s psychic release a commissioned scroll, the Blade Warrior suddenly felt that this Konoha special fighter who claimed to be a water gate gave him a feeling of meeting Konoha Yodaime Hokage.

It is said that the fourth generation of Hokage had an obsessive-compulsive disorder to sign a commission scroll with a client during his private detective period.

Is this a special tradition of the Konoha Intelligence Bureau?

The Blade Warrior opened the blank commissioned scroll and checked it carefully, and this thought came to mind involuntarily.

"Don't worry, I have a good reputation in the industry.

"By the way, let me tell you one thing, my commission completion rate is 100%!

"As long as you sign the scroll, you can see Jacob's head in front of you within an hour. How about it, simple enough."

Rogge knew that Blade Warrior would not believe in himself so easily, but he was not worried about the final result.

"Is the wager the reward?"

After thinking about it for ten seconds, the Blade Warrior asked again.

"No. The bet is the bet and the reward is the reward. These are two different things."

Although stakes can also be commissioned rewards, Rogge does not intend to do so.

The bet was just to make the Blade Warrior willingly follow him back to Konoha to experiment.

If the bet is used as a reward, it will leave the commission in an unfinished state for a long time, causing him to be unable to accept other commissions before the experiment is completed.

"What is the reward?"

After hearing Rogge's answer, a wary look appeared on the face of the Blade Warrior.

"It's very simple, just pay for the glass of wine for me just now!"

Rogge said a reward that was completely beyond the imagination of the Blade Warrior.

"Aren't you kidding me?"

"I'm like a feng shui door, and never make a joke about commissions!"

Looking at Roger with a serious expression on his face, the Blade Warrior finally made a reward for signing the commission.

"Delegated content: Bring the head of the blood count Jacob Luther to the blade warrior; delegation status: incomplete; delegation reward: 30 ninja coins!"

As Rogge expected, the commission of Blade Warrior passed the system's judgment smoothly, and the system gave a small commission reward.

"Your commission, I'll take it!"

After retracting the commission scroll in the hands of the Blade Warrior, Roger glanced at the reward written on it.

Twenty dollars!

It's impossible for a glass of ordinary Jumbo whisky to be expensive.

Strictly speaking, the reward given by the Blade Warrior is already considered a premium.

"You can exchange experiences with your colleagues here, I will be back soon!"

As soon as the voice fell, a brilliant light like an aurora gleamed on Roger's body, and then disappeared completely.

At this time, Jacob would never have thought that someone would pay twenty dollars to buy his life.

And the killer invited is a ninja who never misses.

As the blood prince of Los Angeles, Jacob has many businesses in Los Angeles.

This infamous building is one of them.

Whenever the night comes, Jacob likes to stand alone in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the office with a glass of fresh "drinks" just taken out of the girl's body and some remaining warmth, and enjoy the night view of Los Angeles that he will never tire of .

However, Jacob apparently did not have such a leisurely mood tonight.

He was still standing in front of the French windows, his eyes looking into the distance.

But what he was thinking about right now was not about the glory of the blood family or his own life experience, but how to catch at least twenty lively werewolves before the arrival of the Duke of the blood family William.

Jacob would never think that he would miss these old enemies so much.

If possible, he even hopes that the number of werewolves in Los Angeles can increase several times.

It's best to be the kind of young werewolf who is young, likes to be independent, and is extremely repulsive of group behavior.

But he knew that he could only imagine this kind of thing in his mind.

Although the werewolf was crazier than the vampire, he was not crazy enough to be irrational.

Just after Jacob sighed his ignorance tonight, an aurora-like brilliant light shone four or five meters behind him.

Afterwards, Rogge, who still maintained the appearance of Bofeng Shuimen, appeared in the office.

Almost at the moment when the light of quantum teleportation was on, Jacob felt the arrival of Roger.

"who are you?"

Jacob exuded a heart-palpiting fierce momentum, and asked in a cold voice.

"Konoha, Bofeng Water Gate!"

It is impossible for Jacob to know who Bofeng Watergate is, so Roger added the prefix Konoha on purpose.

Konoha!

If there is anyone that Jacob wants to see most now, Konoha's person is definitely in the first place, even two higher than the blood duke William.

As for the second place, of course it was his unachievable descendant James, who would only continue to trouble him.

"Our blood has never had any disputes with Konoha, and we don't intend to become enemies with Konoha."

As Jacob, implicitly expressing concessions is already the limit he can achieve.

"I didn't come here for official business."

When answering Jacob, Rogge used Chakra Perception to perceive Jacob's situation.

As expected to be the Count of the Blood Race, his life intensity is very high!

The energy intensity is not weak, and he should be proficient in a lot of blood magic.

By sensing Jacob's life intensity and energy intensity, Rogge roughly judged his strength.

"What do you mean?"

Jacob had a bad instinct suddenly.

"Someone pays to buy your head, so I can't afford it!" (Note 1)

Roger said casually, as if standing in front of him was not a blood count at all, but a slave without any resistance.

"Hahaha... I want to know that you are not qualified to receive the money if you sell my head.

"Talk about it, let me see how much my head is worth!"

Jacob let out a disdainful laugh, drank the bright red liquid in the glass, and then gently placed the empty glass on the desk.

"Twenty dollars!"

"what?"

"Your head is only worth twenty dollars!"

Rogge said the reward for the Blade Warrior.

Then, he saw Jacob's pale face appear a drunken crimson.

"Your name is Bofeng Shuimen, right? You succeeded in angering a blood count!

"I can assure you that I will not kill you. I will transform you into the lowest blood slave, so that your soul will never live in peace!"

Jacob suppressed his anger, a cruel smile appeared on his face.

"Really? If you can do it, I won't mind!"

Roger didn't take Jacob's threat to heart.

The threat issued by a blood family count is not a threat at all.

At the moment Rogge just finished speaking, Jacob came to him like a ghost, his white right hand turned into a sharp claw and grabbed it directly at his heart.

Shadow Claw!

Facing Jacob's menacing blow, Rogge didn't evade, as if he had no time to react.

However, just when Jacob’s right paw, which was entwined with a trace of black shadow, was about to touch Roger, an orange-red flame emerged in front of Roger out of thin air, helping him to block Jacob’s hit.

this is?

When this orange-red flame emerged, Jacob realized it was wrong.

However, it is too late.

The orange-red flame, which seemed indistinguishable from ordinary flames, instantly swallowed his right hand.

Although Jacob immediately urged the "power of blood" in his body to protect his right hand, he did not change the outcome of his right hand being quickly burned to ashes.

The fire of hell!

As a kinsman, Jacob is no stranger to the fire of hell.

Although the blood race possesses a resilience far exceeding that of ordinary people, this extraordinary resilience is not always effective.

For example, when facing hellfire.

His right hand was burned to ashes by the hellfire, Jacob did not hesitate, and immediately drew back, trying to distance himself from Roger.

Ideas are beautiful, reality is cruel.

When Jacob was just born with the idea of ​​retreating, Rogge grabbed his neck with his right hand and lifted him up.

Bat incarnation!

The power of blood in Jacob's body surged again, and one of the signature magic of the blood family was displayed.

Just when Jacob's body began to turn into black bats, a ball of hellfire emerged from Roger's right hand, completely wrapping Jacob's body.

Before the black bats had time to take off, they were burned into nothingness by hellfire.

"I want to leave so soon, it's not so good!"

The bat incarnation is not magic used to attack, but magic used to avoid damage or escape.

According to different strengths, the number of bats that can be transformed by using the bat incarnation is different.

If it is a blood duke who is proficient in magic, it is not difficult to turn into thousands of bats at once.

"Who are you?"

When the bat incarnation was forcibly cracked by Rogge's hellfire, Jacob knew that tonight he was 80% of the worst.

"I just said, my name is Bo Feng Shui Men, and someone paid twenty dollars for your head, so I came here."

After answering the last question in Jacob's life, Rogge did not continue to waste time on Jacob, burning Jacob's body below his neck to ashes.

The astonishing vitality of the blood family was once again reflected at this time.

Even with only one head left, Jacob still did not die immediately.

If he can return to the blood pool in the clan in time, he, with only one head left, can still recover.

Unfortunately, he will not have such an opportunity.

Holding Jacob's head, Rogge used Quantum Teleport again, and then disappeared completely.

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