22-Heart War

Chapter 22 - Heart War

"Nima! To be honest, did you assassinate me?" Mo Fan stared at Pilates angrily and said word by word.

"I didn't want to kill you! There must be some misunderstanding in the middle." Hearing Mo Fan's words, Pilates' eyes, which lay on the ground pretending to be a turtle, turned slightly, turned his head with difficulty, and looked at Mo Fan with a tearful face and argued, "I just passed by here and saw you being a kinky by the way. I was curious and sneaked in to have a look. Who knows that you caught me? In fact, I'm really not an assassin. You must have misunderstood."

"Curious about the wool! I'm not good at that." How could Mo Fan not know whether the clumsy lies told by Pilates were true or false? In his opinion, the assassin who was caught by himself not only did not repent and strive to atone for his sins, but also tried to deceive himself by acting here, which was simply a heinous crime.

"Even if you are really just curious and peeping, it's not so easy for me to let you go." Mo Fan, who was very unhappy, thought angrily in his heart and immediately felt that he had been insulted by the assassin. Damn it! Do I look a little gay?

Mo Fan, who was quite unhappy and had an evil smile on his face, snorted coldly, and then the right foot of Pilates stepped on it slightly, which immediately made the sad assassin** who tried to muddle through the barrier tighten and wail misly.

"Dear Sir, I know I'm wrong. I really don't mean to peek at your ass. Please let me go!" **Devastated, **, painful Pilates, snot, crying and begging Mo Fan with tears, still refused to admit his true intentions.

Because in the eyes of the devastated Pilates, he fell into such a scene just because he peeked at them. If he said he came after Andre, would he still have a way to live? The tricky and sinister guy in front of him is definitely impossible to let go of himself.

So even if he is trampled on by Mo Fan now, Pilates in screaming must endure it, and it is impossible to tell the truth obediently. Even if Mo Fan, who has always been clean, has now stained his guarded innocence with his right foot, he must take off his teeth and swallow it. Because only when you are alive can you have a chance to revenge, and if you die, it will be all over.

"Help... What I just said is all the truth. Let me go!" In order to survive, the screaming Pilates emphasized again, but he was comforting himself in his heart. Paralyzed! After I escape, I must rape and then kill this tricky guy, and then kill him again, so that he will regret that he is a man.

Seeing Pilates screaming and begging for mercy, he refused to let go of the instructions behind the scenes. Mo Fan, who was patiently challenged, said very unhappily, "I'll ask you again who ordered you to assassinate me. Otherwise, I will let you die."

Mo Fan repeatedly asked the messenger behind the scenes, but he didn't see him kill himself fiercely. Pilates vaguely thought of the key. As long as you grit your teeth and don't tell him the real purpose of the trip, there will be no danger for a while. At least he is safe for the time being until he doesn't get the message of the messenger behind the scenes.

Thinking of this, Pilates, who felt that he still had a chance to turn over, was rarely tough. He dragged his voice and a little trembling and tired voice. He said to Mo Fan word by word, "What I just said is the truth. What do you want? Kill me if you have the ability!"

"Cheer! You still kicked your nose and face!" Stepping on Pilates hard, Mo Fan said angrily, "Do you really think I dare not kill you?"

"Anyway, I can't escape now. But I warn you that killing me is absolutely not good for you. After all, I didn't accept any task. If you kill me now, you will only turn you into the enemy of all large unions and be ruthlessly suppressed in all aspects. After speaking in one breath, Pilates turned his head rudely and lay motionless on the ground, but his heart was still beating.

Because Pilates's heart is also very heartless, he is afraid that the cunning guy in front of him will not play cards according to common sense and kill himself in anger.

Although in the world of Rheinster, the Assassin Union does have a special regulation to protect assassins. However, this so-called protection regulation is only aimed at those who do not have much combat effectiveness and are responsible for the major guilds in the world of Rhinester, including even the three empires, specializing in intelligence and transmitting information, which are scout-type shadow assassins.

And night assassins like Pilates are exclusive killing tools belonging to the Assassins Union. The so-called protection regulations can't protect him at all. So even if Mo Fan kills him at one stroke now, there will be no trouble. What's more, this sad guy also accepted the task of assassinating Andre. Pilates is destined to end up with a 'cup' against Mofan.

In Mo Fan's view, this assassin who seems to have dared to come and assassinate himself may be sent by the Light Church. Anyway, he has offended the bastards of the Holy See before, so he is not afraid to offend them more completely now.

Conversely, even if this obscene assassin was not sent by the Holy See, Mo Fan killed him now. If it hadn't been for getting some information from Pilates, he would have killed this obscene and cunning guy. How could he have talked nonsense with this guy for such a long time?

But now that he is so excited by Pilates, Mo Fan really doesn't believe in this evil. Such a huge violent organization as the Assassin Union will fight for a small assassin and hunt down and kill himself all over the world. This reason seems ridiculous! What's more, the amazing change in Pilates's attitude made Mo Fan affirm that this guy must be pulling tiger skin as a flag to scare himself.

"Interesting! Are you threatening me? Humph, then I'll kill you now and try to see if someone will come to trouble me." Mo Fan, with a faint smile on his face, shook his head gently, with an indifferent smile on his face, and then his fists suddenly changed, and his murderous momentum was about to hit the back of Pilates' head.

"No!" Looking at Mo Fan really did it without warning, Andrea, who had been silent for a long time and was quite worried, wanted to reach out to stop him, but it was too late to close his eyes helplessly. I can't bear to see the tragic end of Pilates bursting and unsuitable for children after being hit by Mofan.

Unlike Mo Fan, who came across the sky, Andre is a native Rhinester after all, and he knows too much about the special deformity of the Shadow Assassin. As long as Mo Fan kills the assassin now, the trouble will not be ordinary.

Killing is small, but if you are afraid of bad rules, then things will become big. If Mo Fan really kills the shadow assassin protected by the assassin's union regulations, then there is no doubt that he is challenging the rules set by the strong, and he will inevitably be ruthlessly suppressed by the strong in all fields. Generally speaking, Mofan is challenging the maker of all orders in the whole Rhinester world.

Once upon a time, no one dared to challenge the whole Rhinester. Even if there are some 'god'-like existence, they have already died under the cruel blow of major forces, and there is no scum left. Not to mention Mo Fan, a crazy warrior with less third-order cultivation.

"I have a brother! How can you be so anxious! What's wrong with this?" Thinking of the cruel consequences that Mo Fan was going to face, Andre, who covered his head and was in pain, felt a bitterness in his mouth. He hated that he had not made it clear to him earlier. The special influence of the Shadow Assassin in Rhinester led his brother to make an irreparable mistake.

The idea in Andrea's mind is naturally unknown to Mo Fan, who has moved to kill, and Pilates, who has also become a live target, is even more unlikely to know. Because the strong murderous spirit suddenly protruding from Mo Fan's body had scared him so much that he almost peed his pants.

"Is this guy really a madman?" At this moment, the Pilates lying on the ground is like a chicken who meets a weasel trembling involuntarily. The man who was so scared that he was almost scared to death couldn't help peeing his pants and soaked the dry ground.

Pilates, who fell into fear, knew very clearly that the sinister man who stepped on his ** behind him was really murderous at this moment. If he can't find an effective way to solve the current death situation, he will definitely die, and he really can't imagine how to die.

"Am I destined to die like this... But I'm really unwilling!" Although it was only a short moment, Pilates's head was like an electricity, thinking of his unfulfilled ideals, and so on. There were many things he wanted to do and couldn't do.

At that time, Mo Fan suddenly waved his fist, only zero and one centimeters away from the close contact of Pilates' head. After a ** collision of ten sticks of incense, this sad assassin was bound to burst his brain and his soul was scattered. There will never be a classic plot of the dialogue between Zhou Xingxing and Zixia Fairy in the Journey to the West.

At this critical moment, under the pressure of Mo Fan's deliberately created strong breath of death, Pilates finally chose to compromise, protected his head with both hands, and shouted, "Don't kill me!" Don't kill me! I tell the truth! I'm honest..."

"This guy is indeed a guy who doesn't see the coffin and doesn't shed tears." Seeing that the goal was achieved, Mo Fan, who looked pale, proudly winced at Andre, who had just opened his eyes and looked shocked.

However, the momentum on Mo Fan's body has not changed at all. The fist that seemed to be wielded with all his strength stopped on Pilates's hands covering the back of his head, and there was no scene of brain bursting as Andrea imagined.

"Are you willing to tell the truth now!" Mo Fan, who was too lazy to talk nonsense, gently knocked on the back of Pilates and stood up with a pale face. The right foot he deliberately put in someone's ** position evacuated immediately after completing the mission.

"As long as you don't kill me, I will explain everything immediately. Whoo..." Pilates did not die, gasped heavily, his heart twitched, and the guy who almost peed had not had time to enjoy the joy of the rest of his life after the disaster. Mo Fan's ensuing words put him into hell again.

"Give you three minutes. If you can't explain the whole story clearly, I will still kill you. In addition, as long as you find a lie, you will definitely die. Mo Fan looked at Pilates with a stunned face, bent down the corners of his mouth, and hung a harmless evil smile on his face. Damn it! At this level, you still want to fight with me. You are still far from it!

Looking at the playful smile on Mo Fan's face, Pilates couldn't help shivering and said in a panic, "My name is Pilates, a famous night assassin of the Assassin Union...