As a mercenary, Si Chen always boasted that his mental state was stable, but seeing his mission target increase by more than 20 centimeters in just a few days, he still said he couldn't accept it.
This angel should be sitting on a high red velvet seat and being worshiped, not walking through a hail of bullets with the name Gabriel on his back.
Hey, friend, have you ever seen an angel who holds a gun and achieves physical salvation?
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A St. George's Wall completely separates the inner city from the outer city. People in the outer city work hard to make a living, while people in the inner city live and die for entertainment.
Si Chen never cared about how much bread the nobles wasted in a day. As long as someone paid, he could even stuff their heads into the bread.
He is not a good person, not a gentleman, just a mercenary driven by money - at least that is what he thinks.
But who can explain how this guy who is regarded as a holy messenger by the nobles kills people more crazily than he does?
You are polite in front of others, but cruel and ruthless behind others. Well done, Archangel.
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Gabriel: "My love for you is greater than the boundless land, greater than the vast freedom, it is more precious than the entire space."
Si Chen: "Okay, please stop talking. If you keep talking, you may be charged."
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[White cut black and dark holy messenger 1 x externally hot and internally cold mercenary 0]
[May involve various unethical settings]
[I flow dystopian setting]
Intention: Life should be as gorgeous as summer flowers.
