Chapter 139: Demons and Knights
When Guise heard this, he was shocked in his heart, and his face was stunned, and before he could turn his senses, his feet suddenly moved, as if a pair of big hands grabbed his ankles, and the horrified Guise cerebral cortex was numb. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
Suddenly, a strong force came from the floor, and with a "whew", it directly overturned the stunned Guiss into the sky, and a vague figure crossed out from the floor, and the floor was not damaged at all, and the figure that came out gradually became clearer, and a bald man grimaced at Dismask sitting on the sofa, and his back was Gith who landed in the air......
After being frightened, Guiss subconsciously turned over at the moment of landing in line with the intuition of martial arts, and hurriedly looked in the direction of the godfather, he didn't want to have an accident on his own territory when the godfather was in New York.
This look is an eternal moment, a memory that can never be forgotten, the figure that sprang out of the floor, half of the body is still in the floor, and the floor is not damaged, this strange picture, whitewash his mature worldview of this world, and what is even more terrifying is that the young godfather is now stretching out a hand and choking the demon's throat, and there is still a little blue light shining on that hand, looming.
That legendary being, the master of the abyss of hell, is now like a lamb to the slaughter before the godfather.
Dismask smiled, increased the strength of his hand, and directly dragged the bald man out of the floor, the corners of his mouth curled, and he snorted coldly, "When I knew that these demons completed their self-consciousness through a contract with the evil in the world, I knew that these guys were a bunch of weak people who were weak and weak, and only those who were weaker than them would surrender to them and be afraid of them." ”
Guise was surprised in his heart, listening to the words of the godfather, he couldn't help but have layers of ripples in his heart, watching the demon be captured, the courage in his heart gradually rose, it turned out that this kind of thing was not terrible.
"Please, be merciful~~" The bald demon choked his throat, and under the little blue light, his neck became thinner and thinner, and he actually made a pleading voice, which formed an ironic contrast with the horror described by the world.
"I'm sorry, I didn't have you to. Dismask shook his head, and with a fierce force in his hand, a powerful blue light burst out, and the blue flames penetrated the entire body of the other party, and a "boom" sounded, and then, the strange figure that came out of the floor turned into black residue in a blue flame, just like Dracula at the beginning.
Dismusk took a deep breath, clapped his hands, and returned to his graceful and lazy appearance just now, leaned back on the soft sofa, and said to Guise, who didn't know if it was because of excitement or fear, "You don't need to check the first thing, I already know their traces, now let's talk about the second thing." ”
Seeing the godfather sitting there like a nobody, steady, atmospheric, and calm, worthy of the supreme existence in the mafia, at this moment, Guise was completely convinced, if the fight in the back garden he saw before only deepened his heart of submission, then now he witnessed the devil who came out of hell annihilated in the hands of the godfather, then, the rest is complete worship, because it is a figure like a black party god......
"The second thing, I need you to investigate Lucard Bernstein, I want to know the details about him, and the most important thing is to find out what the "Heavenly Protoss" is, to do it in secret, and not let people find out. Seeing that Guise's mood stabilized, Dis Musk was embarrassed to speak.
"Lucar?!" Guise was shocked, none of the Godfather's tasks were easy.
"What's the difficulty!" Looking at Gith's hesitation, Dismask asked out loud.
"Lucar is an arms tycoon, headquartered in Manhattan, New York, his power is all over the United States, and there are a lot of dirty things with the federal government, and because of the geographical relationship, he can be said to be the financial giant of Wall Street, if it is said that the mafia forces in North America are united, it is possible to compete with them, but the forces in the eastern part of North America alone, I am afraid that they are a little powerless. It is also said that Lucar is also a strong martial arts master. Guise frowned slightly, spoke slowly, and analyzed the power of the relationship in detail.
"Heh~" When he heard that guy was a martial arts master, Dis Musk couldn't help laughing, that guy would be scared as long as he touched him now, but he didn't expect this guy's power to be so big, but he didn't have the energy to deal with him now, Dis Musk touched the scroll in his hand, and comforted his loyal subordinates. It's just a secret investigation, there is no need to have some friction with him, you have to grasp this degree, when I finish my business, I will bring you a lot of reinforcements, for the cake of the Americas, of course my mafia has to take a bite!"
When he thought of the Americas, Dismask couldn't help but think of the promise of Van Helsing, the Holy See in South America.
"Yes, my godfather!" was promised by the godfather, Guise was not a man without ambition, this was an opportunity, he nodded in response.
"Alright, go down and rest, I'll leave tomorrow to help you deal with your nightmarish existence-demon"
There was no word all night, and the morning sun was shining.
Low in the Howard Building, in an unknown corner, a black sedan hides here in the dark until dawn.
"How similar is the photo to the data from the data repository?" In the dark perspective of the car, only the light of the monitor remains, and an indifferent voice remembers from inside.
"Sir, since the information given by the monitor is only a side face, but it is 69.3% similar to the information in the database, which is more than seventy percent, it is certain that this person is the one who came. A staff member in front of the monitor pointed to the black-and-white photo in front of the monitor and replied affirmatively.
Under the light of the monitor, half of his face flashed, and he stared at the photo on the screen silently, which was a black and white photo of Dismask's funeral of his former godfather in Sicily, wearing an Anima suit, a black bow tie, and a hearty smile, and there was a line of small words below the photo "International Danger Man - Mafia Godfather Dismusk"
"Send a message to headquarters now, Black One has descended on New York, asking for authorization for a decapitation operation!" the figure was silent for a moment, then suddenly a gleam flashed in his eyes, and he said in a slightly hoarse voice to his subordinates in front of the screen.
At noon, Dismask and Yardi left the Howard Building after eating and having morning tea at Guise's place, rejecting Guise's hospitality enthusiasm.
They followed the dark aura of the demons, and in an inconspicuous place downstairs, a black Ford slowly started away.
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"Are you sure they're in this bar?" After a few tosses and turns, I don't know how many detours they took, the two stopped at the door of a bar, and Yardi asked Dismask next to him with a look of disbelief.
Dismask sniffed, nodded and affirmed, "Yes, this is it, definitely here, but they don't know if they're not there, but they must have stayed here, I can smell this demon......"
He still learned this trick from Ka Miao, but beginners are still very successful, so it took Yardi to walk the streets and alleys of New York, and it took an afternoon to get here.
"Let's go, let's go inside the house and have a look~" Dismask raised his eyebrows and took the lead in moving forward.
The room was dim, and there was a rotten and old smell, and the eyes had been accustomed for a while, and they could only see the scene inside by the afterglow of the sunset, the fans on the roof were still spinning, and the figures in the house were each maintaining their own movements, but they were standing motionless as if time had stopped, and the scene was very strange, but the only thing that was certain was that they were all dead.
Although Yardi, who had been a soldier in the peacekeeping force and later created the Brazilian mercenary army himself, was also shocked by this inhuman method, he walked to the figure by the window, who was still drinking, but his face was already gray and gloomy, and he had lost too much water and became a dried corpse.
Just as he sighed for a long time about the fragility of life, he suddenly became alert, and his body leaned back violently, and at the moment he moved, a strange big hand stretched out outside the window, white and fleshless, with distinct joints, and the white bones were actually burning with red flames, and the five fingers were open, asking for his life.