My brain seems to be watt.

Simply put, Marisa Vigler, Eric Heller, and a man named Otto were tired of the endless cycle of reincarnation and began to feel that all this was illusory. They wanted to embrace death, so they wanted to destroy themselves by destroying the world.

Of course.

Some people are tired of it, while others are naturally not tired of it. So, differences arise. After the so-called weapon of destruction was built, the weapon was stolen.

Lorraine Broughton.

but……

Locke carefully searched Marisa Vigler's memory. It seemed that in Marisa Vigler's memory, only how they reported to the KGB and secretly pushed the KGB to kill Lorraine Broughton, but there was no memory of whether Lorraine Broughton was the Infinite.

It seems that Lorraine Broughton is not the Infinite?

Locke came back to his senses and looked at Jeri Protek: "Have the registration of the soul body left by Mephisto's period been completed?"

Jeri Protec seemed to know what Locke wanted to ask, and shook his head and said, "There are no Lorraine Broughton among these soul bodies. Of course, it is not ruled out that after falling into the former hell, Lorraine Broughton's soul was swallowed by a certain hell lord as a dish."

Locke couldn't help laughing as he heard Jeri Protek's words.

Jeri Protek seemed to feel something, and looked at Locke: "Then I'll leave first, Lord God."

Locke nodded.

Almost immediately after Ms. Jeri Protek left, less than ten seconds later, a figure appeared at the door of the guard room.

Mess appeared in Locke's sight and glanced at the corpse on the ground, especially Marisa Vigler's, without any surprise.

Locke smiled and said, "I'm still thinking about when will you come here."

Mess walked in and ignored the corpse on the ground: "There is no way, Wushuang Assassin killed crazy on it. I think, at this time, you should be the safest one, what do you think?"

Locke's lips raised: "I thought you were planning to fight with the Wushuang Assassin."

After all, in Locke's perception, Mays seemed to have this plan.

Metz admitted: "I thought about it, but it's not necessary. I'm not sure. Moreover, I feel that if I were by your side, the Wushuang Assassin wouldn't have killed me, right?"

Locke laughed and said nothing.

After a long time.

The gunfire in the base gradually weakened until it ended.

Next second.

Accompanied by the sound of crisp and crisp leather shoes stepping on the ground, under the gaze of Locke and Metz, the unparalleled assassin with sunglasses appeared at the door of the guard room.

Lower your head.

The Wushuang Assassin stared into the room, his eyes widened, his mouth slightly opened, and his eyes were dying with his eyes closed. He looked up at Locke, and his tone could not hear any fluctuations: "It seems that I'm one step late."

Locke smiled and said, "It's not too late, you killed people."

The Wushuang Assassin was not surprised at all: "Killing is a price, taking the blame, and another price, Mr. Broughton."

Locke smiled and said, "I know, I will transfer the money to your account."

"Thank you."

When Wushuang Assassin heard this, he laughed, then glanced at Metz who was standing with Locke, and then turned around and left.

Not long.

In the base, it seemed to be a grave!
Chapter completed!