After being fired from the diamond squid, I became a sea patrol ranger.

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“Not bad. As a cult member, it’s not easy for you to have such skills… Unfortunately, you must die today.”

Makze's tone was icy. He didn't continue the pursuit, but instead stared intently at Spa's heart like an eagle.

"Moze! Calm down... I'm not a cultist."

“You were wearing a black robe and you attacked Su Chang.”

Moze answered, his body transforming into a blur, stirring up a whistling wind, and he charged forward again.

Black...black robe?

Spah felt a slight jolt in his heart. Only then did he realize that he was still wrapped in a black robe.

No wonder Makizawa misunderstood...

What's going on!

Spah grabbed his black robe and ripped it off, revealing his slightly languid face.

At that moment, Makze rushed up to Spa and was slightly taken aback when he saw the other's face.

These facial features...where have I seen them before?

Unfortunately, due to inertia, Makze couldn't retract the dagger he had swung, and it was about to pierce Spa's chest.

Ugh!

In the end, I still had to take action.

Spah felt a pang of melancholy, but his movements did not slow down in the slightest. He lightly stamped his foot, and in an instant, the sword's momentum surged forth like a tidal wave.

Moze paused for a moment, then plummeted straight to the ground.

Spa took the opportunity to step forward, reached out and grabbed the other's wrist, then spun around and flashed behind Makze.

Maize's right arm was pressed directly behind his back, and his knees thudded as he knelt down.

"Impressive grappling skills... Are you in the company's security detail?"

"That's what Moze said."

Even when he was restrained, his voice remained calm.

"Moze, after all these years, General Feixiao still hasn't found a way to cure your amnesia?"

Spa took out a cigarette, squinted his eyes, took a deep drag, and then let go, releasing Moze.

Moze stumbled forward several steps before regaining his balance, then turned around and stared at Spa's face in surprise:

"It seems you are quite familiar with our general."

"It's a relationship between Er 1/Wu Qi; Jiu Liu 3 Er who drink and fight together."

Spall answered. He looked at Moze and noticed that the assassin's pupils were clear, and his eyeballs were rolling upwards.

"You haven't forgotten the Battle of Cangtao Planet, the planet attacked by the Bu Li people, have you?"

Spah sped up his speech, flicking his cigarette butt wildly, sending out sparks of orange fire mixed with ash.

"Oh, the guardian."

No matter how many words Spa speaks, Makze only replies with a few words.

Spall rolled his eyes. He considered himself to be the type who was too lazy to talk, but Maze was even less willing to speak than him.

For introverted people, you need to take the initiative.

Spare put away his cigarette, flicked his wrist, tossed a bag of jelly to Makosawa, and asked:

"The target I'm hunting may be connected to a cult. I wonder what your Yaoqing group is planning to do by infiltrating here?"

Moze didn't answer, but simply caught the jelly, rested his index finger on his chin, and muttered to himself, "The Guardian Envoy is very strong! A good helper."

Spah couldn't understand the meaning of Moze's words, but he could roughly guess that the other party wanted to cooperate with him.

Spare was efficient and decisive, and unwilling to wait for the dull man to speak, he preemptively spoke:

"Since Yaoqing has appeared in Nalando, it means this incident involves the people of Fengrao. However, we haven't found the enemy's lair or the core Fengrao creation..."

Therefore, Fei Xiao couldn't easily lead a large army to attack... so he had to send someone undercover to investigate.

After Spah finished speaking, he shifted his gaze, waiting for Makze's response.

Makizawa remained silent, his pupils slightly contracting as he glanced at Spa and pursed his lips, thinking to himself:

As expected of a former company executive... he saw through our infiltration mission at a glance.

It's a pity! Although I'm good at reconnaissance, I'm not good at dealing with people... Otherwise, the general wouldn't have sent Su Chang to help me.

Do not!

That's not the point. I should share intelligence with Spahta!

Thinking of this, Makze blushed slightly, reached out to Spa, and said, "Mr. Spa, this planet is full of enemies... We need your assistance."

"Thank you for the reminder, Makze."

Spa also extended his hand.

pat!

A sound came from the ground.

Spare's ears twitched slightly, realizing it was the sound of someone turning over.

He looked thoughtfully down at the ground and saw the girl in yellow named Su Chang lying face up, drool dripping from her mouth.

"Fairy Boat Little Bamboo... Hehehehehe... He..."

Her saliva flowed more and more. Suddenly, Su Chang sprang to her feet, opened her eyes, and shouted loudly:

"No! Don't steal my xiaolongbao!"

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Spah was speechless.

He glanced at the saliva at the corner of Su Chang's mouth and really couldn't understand why the Immortal Boat would send such a person to infiltrate.

Spa turned his head and looked at Makze suspiciously. But Makze's eyes darted away and his cheeks flushed.

Two seconds later, he turned around, scratched his head awkwardly, and stammered, "Su Chang is cheerful and sociable."

"..."

Spa didn't speak, but glanced at Su Chang again and found that the girl in yellow had woken up, her pupils were bright and her eyes were clear.

indeed

With that appearance, no one could suspect anything.

However, there is still a problem...

“Miss Su Chang, why weren’t you suspected when the cult performed the ritual? There should be a way to identify heretics during the ritual…”

Spa asked, casually tossing a bag of potato chips, which landed with a thud in Su Chang's hand.

Su Chang took the snacks, glanced at the packaging, a glint of light flashed in her eyes, and with a hiss, tore open the packaging.

She ate potato chips like a starving ghost, and in the blink of an eye, she finished the whole bag of snacks, her cheeks bulging out.

Oops!

The girl swallowed the potato chip, flashed her bright white teeth, and said with a smile:

"Thank you, sir... I haven't had a proper meal in days on this planet. As for how to avoid being detected by the ritual, just clear your mind and don't think about anything..."

My goodness!

Upon hearing the girl's answer, Spah appeared unmoved, but inwardly he cursed and his eyelids twitched uncontrollably.

He never imagined that the answer to the question would be so simple.

As long as you stop thinking... the ritual won't treat you as an enemy! Turns out you were discovered because you were too wary.

As Spare pondered this, a blush crept onto his cheeks.

He took a deep drag on his cigarette, the ash drifting into the air, and the redness on his face faded away.

The question has been answered, let's get down to business...

Spah's eyes flickered slightly, and his gaze returned to Moze.

At that moment, Makze was chewing on the jelly that Spa had given him. He noticed Spa's gaze, gulped down the jelly, and swallowed it.

"Cough! Cough!"

Mo Ze's face hardened, and he took out a dagger, wiping it in front of him.

Seeing the other person's action, Spah found it amusing, but pretended not to care and asked:

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"Your Immortal Ship has been investigating for so long, you must have found a lot of information, right? For example, the location of the cult's headquarters."

"Su Chang has joined the headquarters, but the location of the Abundant Creation is unknown."

"That's what Moze replied."

"With my abilities, once I enter the headquarters, I can immediately locate the Abundant Creation."

As Spah spoke, he took a deep drag on his cigarette, tilted his head back, and exhaled rings of smoke.

He wasn't just talking nonsense; with his mastery of the "melancholy blues," finding something that doesn't move is by no means difficult.

"I believe in your abilities. After all, the general speaks highly of you. However, you don't need to take action."

Moze glanced at Spa, picked up the dagger, brought it close to his eyes, looked at it for a long time, and then put it down.

Moze continued, "I have calculated and confirmed the most likely location for placing the Abundant Creator."

“However, you are difficult to approach. Even if you do get close, you cannot destroy it immediately and will need my help,” Spah said.

Moze nodded: "You are the envoy, this is not difficult for you."

After a pause, Moze caught his breath and said:

"The general's original plan was to contact her once she found the Abundant Creation. However, the Abundant Creation is very difficult to deal with, and I'm afraid many Cloud Cavalry will die."

"It's alright! I'll take care of it."

Spall curled his lips into a smile, flicked his hand slightly, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, picked up his shoe, and stomped on it several times.

"The operation will be carried out tonight."

Moze nodded: "I know the secret passage out."

As he spoke, he flicked his dagger, pinched his hood between his fingers to cover his gray bangs, and turned around.

Pretty cool

Spah shrugged, followed suit, and with a whoosh, ripped off the tattered gray cloth covering his body, instantly changing into a blue suit.

He summoned his revolver and flicked the barrel with his fingertip. The revolver spun around his fingertip like a top, dripping and rotating.

Spare, playing with his gun, passed by Su Chang and patted the girl on the shoulder: "Time to go, little girl!"

"Yes!"

The girl gave a military salute and followed Spa, her greatsword slung across her back, clanging and swaying repeatedly.

A ray of sunlight pierced through the dark corridor, illuminating the figures of three people, like warriors heading to the final battlefield.

However, the warriors only took two steps before stopping.

"So, it's just crawling through sewers, does it really have to be this cool?"

Spah frowned slightly, his nostrils filled only with the fishy smell of sewage. He lowered his head, looked at the manhole cover in the corner, and fell into deep thought.

"Don't ask any more questions, just get up!"

Moze blushed like a persimmon, remained silent, bent down, lifted the well cover, and climbed down the ladder while holding onto the edge.

"..."

Spah stared at Moze's retreating figure and bit his head.

What else can you do? Climb!