Chapter 196 Let God come out and talk to me (please subscribe!!)

Firefox was a little stunned when he heard Hawke's question.

"What?"

"What if Sloan's translation is wrong?"

“This is impossible.”

"I said if."

Hawke spread his hands, his expression looked innocent, looked at the Firefox and said, "What you just said is that Sloan only knows how to translate, that is, no one reviews it. If Sloan translates wrongly, you too

I don’t know, what if this happens?”

The Firefox opened his mouth, as if he was confused.

Seeing this, Hawke became even more curious: "Have you never thought about this problem?"

The Firefox hesitated and shook his head.

Hawke raised his eyebrows.

Good guy.

really.

The old saying is right.

The best leeks to be cut are actually the ones that believers come to. Under a word of faith, they can cut whatever they want, without even doubting them.

Old leeks will resist when the sickle reaches its own position. Only such faithful leeks will not ask the simplest question, why, even if the sickle is cut back and forth repeatedly.

quite a while.

Firefox shook his head and looked at Hawk: "There is only this possibility, but Sloan would never do this."

Hawke tilted his head: "Why?"

Firefox said in a deep voice: "Because Sloan has no reason to do this."

They are not killers for money. They are killers who perform God's will, chosen by God, become their agents, and perform God's will.

They killed one person, saved a hundred, a thousand, and even ten thousand.

They all share common beliefs.

so……

Sloan, who was also a traveler of the previous generation, had no reason to do such things.

"Besides, God's will is very clear. Even if the translation is wrong, I will find it when I organize the information."

"……All right."

Hawke looked at the Firefox with a serious expression and shrugged: "I'll just ask this. By the way, what is Sloan's code name?"

Firefox glanced at Hawke: "Cross!"

Hawke raised his eyebrows.

"cross?"

"right."

Firefox nodded and said, "As the six surrogate, the code name of the cross is the highest, followed by Mr. X, then me, then there are pharmacists, repairmen and butchers. In terms of translating God's language, only the crosses have been passed.

Only the successors have such talent.”

Hawke touched his chin: "It sounds reasonable."

cross.

God.

Only the cross can translate this God's language, and it is indeed quite reasonable to rush to the feet.

soon.

Firefox took Hawke and returned to Old Hell Sloan's office.

Old Hei Sloan, looking at the two people who came in again, got up and handed the list of wanted orders that had just been translated to Firefox: "This is the list that had just been translated."

Firefox took the list, glanced at Hawke next to him, and turned around and left the office.

"Please sit."

"Thanks."

Old Hei Sloan sorted out his coat, brought a pot of fine wine, poured two glasses, pushed them to Hawk who was sitting on the sofa opposite, and raised them.

Hawke took the wine glass, raised it, and took a sip.

"good."

"Thunder Bourbon I specially found."

"Yeah?"

Hawke glanced at the bottle of Bourbon that Old Hei Sloan placed on the coffee table and smiled: "Very good."

I'm afraid this has another meaning.

That is, I know even what flavor of bourbon you like to drink, so I know you quite well.

Old Hei Sloan leaned against the sofa, raised his legs and said with a smile: "Firefox just took you around, how do you feel?"

Hawke placed the wine glass on the coffee table, leaned against the sofa, nodded, and said in a very pertinent manner: "It's just a quick look. I just want to go to Mr. X's room, and Firefox said he needs to wait."

Old Hei Sloan laughed loudly, and opened his eyes and said lies: "Mr. X's room has not been cleaned. There is too much dust. Firefox has arranged for someone to clean it, so he didn't take you there."

Hawke nodded: "Okay."

You are afraid that Wesley and I will meet.

Hawke thought in his heart.

Old Heslom said with a smile: "How, Hawke, have you thought about joining us, becoming God's agent, and performing God's will?"

Hawke leaned against the sofa and laughed: "If I said, I don't want to, will you let me go?"

The smile on the old Hei Sloan's face froze.

Hawke laughed, picked up the Bourbon cup in his hand, and looked at Old Hei Sloan: "Sloan, I think you should know that I am an atheist."

Yes.

Although Hawke often took God out for a walk, those who knew Hawke, even Hawke believed that his information also stated that he was an atheist.

"so……"

Hawke took a sip of Bourbon in his hand and looked at the old Hei Sloan opposite him: "And, I'm not that cute newbie. Don't say anything unnecessary. Join you, I don't object, even,

I am also happy to join an organization, and I am happy to be a God's agent, but I will not give up my identity."

One sentence.

Even if I join you, I will not become Mr. X.

My name is K2.

Even if you join you, you should be called Mr. K.

and……

I join you, but if you think about letting me give up taking orders outside after joining you, then don’t think about it.

From the perspective of undercover.

Hawke's showdown is not conducive to undercover work.

but……

Such words are just right for Hawke.

Old Heslon laughed and said, "Hawke, I have never said that after you join us, God is kind to give up your original life and work. If this is the case, then God is not God.

Now, isn't it?"

Hawke shrugged: "Okay, then I'll join you."

Old Hei Sloan smiled again.

Shake your head.

Hawke raised his eyebrows.

"how?"

"God is kind, but God is equally harsh."

"Um?"

"You need to be tested, just like Mr. X, like the cross, and like the Firefox. Only after completing the surrogate assessment can you become a surrogate of God and perform God's will."
To be continued...