Byrne's gaze didn't move away at all. "Mr. Li, I think. He said. "You should have proof, right?"

"Of course, the marks I left on his body. Andrew said, waving his wand. "A tracking magic, of course, I can't show it all, it's against the law, Byrne, you have to come with me, I can prove it to you. “

Byrne nodded. The pair of tiger-like eyes continued to stare at his men, and then said in an almost gentle tone, "Please?"

"Boss, he's lying. Trist protested. He licked his lips. "Fuck, Andrew is on the police side, you have to watch out for him so you don't mess with him. Boss you yourself said that he played for real and he knows a lot of things. “

The pieces of the puzzle are put in the right place. "The guy who killed your men knows I'm after him. Andrew said. "Your enemy is the man who sells the Three Eyes. Your subordinates should have taken a lot of sweetness from him before they betrayed you. He's always providing information to your opponent and helping him run errands. “

The last trace of anger in Byrne's eyes also faded, and the coldness overflowed from his eyes like a blade, and soon filled his face. "My family is unfortunate, and it seems that someone has really betrayed me. Mr. Li, could you please help me find that person now?"

"I was attacked twice, once in my house, once, not long ago, I remember that the man was supposed to be lying on the road, waiting for an ambulance, I didn't think about how quickly he was getting better, it was a bit unexpected. Andrew's gaze skimmed over Bourne's group of sturdy little brothers, and soon stopped at a low, stout white man in the shadows--- who was knocked away by Andrew's passive magic and couldn't get up from the fighter, and actually stood there in a good position.

"Who?" Byrne asked in a low voice.

"I hurt him, I can't he recover so quickly, I said who is that, it's you, can you come out for a while?" Andrew said, pointing to the thug in the shadows.

He didn't have to run now, he looked at Andrew in horror and shook his head desperately in no.

"The boss... Boss... It's not me, I don't have anything... I..."

"There's a very simple way to do this. Byrne said in a smooth tone. "Lawrence, come over and confront this Mr. Li, if it weren't for you, I would have done justice for you. “

"Boss, he's lying. The thug repeated, but his voice began to tremble. "He just wants you to be confused. “

"Lawrence. Byrne said. His tone was like a father's gentle rebuke to a child.

He knew the tide was turning. Andrew could tell in his face before he was about to act that he was going to take the plunge. "You liar!" he yelled at Andrew. He straightened up and raised his hand from under the table. Before he could shoot, Andrew realized that he was holding a revolver, almost identical to Andrew's Dot 38.

Several things were happening at the same time. Andrew raised his hand and poured Andrew's thoughts into the bracelet on his left wrist that looked like a miniature version of a medieval shield, and strengthened the protective energy that surrounded Andrew. The bullet bounced off it with a screeching sound and sparks in the near-total darkness of the dining room.

A cockscomb head jumped off the table, keeping a low profile, and he had a small Uzi submachine gun in his hand. Trist is even more straightforward, reflecting the brutal, blindly violent nature of the barbarians. The massive bodyguard pushed Byrne behind him with one hand, using his massive body to stand between his boss and the mad thugs. And in his other hand showed off a small semi-automatic machine gun.

The traitor turned his head and saw Trist and the gun in his hand, and he panicked and turned his weapon towards the big man.

Trist shot him with ruthless efficiency, three crisp shots, three bursts of fire from the barrel. The first two shots hit the lame man in the chest, knocking him back two steps. The third shot hit him above his right eyebrow, causing his head to tilt back and the whole person to the ground.

The traitor had the same dark eyes as Andrew, and Andrew could see them. When he fell to the ground, his head was facing Andrew's side. Andrew blinked once at him, and then that gaze disappeared from his eyes, and he died.

Andrew was slightly stunned--- of course he had seen death many times, whether it was as a Doomsday Warrior or in the previous battles at Hogwarts, dead people were common, but for some reason, this time Andrew especially felt --- real - soon, Andrew realized that the picture of hell was activated, and the soul of that pathetic traitor was seized by an invisible force, and he swallowed it mercilessly--- and he fell into Infernal Hell.

Things were not right---- Andrew immediately realized that nothing like this had ever happened, the picture of hell had just devoured a fresh soul, in front of Andrew, the darkness in his eyes quickly receded, the flames of hell were like flames---- before things became completely out of control, the pentagram on his chest burst into brilliant light, a burst of cold magic flowed through Andrew's head, and the flames faded.

Andrew froze still, and Byrne said behind Trist, "I'm going to keep him alive, he could have answered some of our questions first." “

Trist frowned, straightened up, and stepped away from Byrne. "I'm sorry, boss. “

"It's okay, Trist. I guess it's right to be careful. Byrne stood up, straightened his tie, and walked over to the corpse and crouched down. He shook his head after touching the neck and wrists of the corpse whose head had been pierced and whose soul had been devoured.

"Lawrence, Lawrence, if you come to me, I'll pay twice as much as them. You've never been very smart, have you?" said that, as expressionless as he had all night, Byrne pulled up his shirt and looked at his back--- where there was a clear bruise.

He frowned and put his clothes back, his expression looking rather depressed.

"Mr. Li, it seems. He said. "We have a common enemy. He turned his gaze to Andrew. "Who is it?"

Andrew shook his head. "I don't know. I wouldn't have been here if I knew, I thought it might be you. “

Byrne raised an eyebrow. "Mr. Li, what you know about me shouldn't stop there. “

It was Andrew's turn to frown. "yes, I should have thought of it. "These murders are much more brutal and brutal than Byrne's methods. He may want to get rid of his rivals, but he won't go on a killing spree. Of course, he didn't have to kill outsiders, like Bella, like that poor international student. It's not efficient, it's bad for business.

"Mr. Li, if he has what you want, please take care of yourself. Byrne said. He looked around the room and sighed, "It's better to hurry." I think the 'fishing club' has also come to an end, which is a pity. “

Although it was very uncomfortable, Andrew walked to the body of the traitor. Andrew had to put down his hibiscus wand before he could start searching the body's pockets, and Andrew felt like a tomb robber, sneaking around the dead and snatching everything of value out of his pocket.

Andrew couldn't find anything useful - he had to pick up a few items from the deceased --- just in case. Andrew looked up at Bourne, who was also staring at Andrew with a blank face, actually looking into Andrew's eyes.

"Nothing. Andrew told him.

"It's interesting. Just now you said that you hurt him, and it was very serious, I guess someone helped him so that he could return to me as soon as possible to prevent other accidents, but they didn't expect that you would come so quickly, so he was caught off guard. Eighty percent of them were given to others before he came here. Byrne said.

"It's possible, but it's also possible that you came here and gave it away. Andrew said with a similarly expressionless face.

Byrne shook his head. "I'm pretty sure he didn't, or I would have noticed. “

"I believe in you. Andrew told him, and Andrew really believed it. "Who the hell is that?"

"It's obvious. Byrne said. "It's our enemy. “

Andrew closed his eyes--- all this is meaningless, it is better to kill them all, the demon did not hesitate to provide Andrew with the simplest "good idea" --- "interesting, I hope our enemies know who he is dealing with." “

Byrne didn't speak. He got up and calmly gave some orders to Trist and his younger brothers. Trist wiped his gun with a napkin and dropped it on the floor. Cockscomb walked to the back of the bar to sort out the wires and grab a bottle of whiskey.

Andrew picked up Andrew's hibiscus poplar wand, stood up and said to Byrne, "Tell me anything else you know." I need to know everything from your side to catch this guy. “

Byrne thought for a moment, nodded and said, "That's right, you need it." Unfortunately, though, you choose to discuss this on a public channel, and you expose yourself to the eyes of your enemies. Even if you have a legitimate reason, you can't wash away your blatant contempt for me. Aside from my own thoughts, I can't hold back on this kind of thing, otherwise more things like this will happen. I have to be in control, it's not the right thing, Mr. Lee. It's about business. “

Andrew shrugged his shoulders and spun his Fuso wand in a circle, looking playfully at Trist's pistol before looking at Byrne instead. "And what are you going to do?"

"Do nothing. He said. "I don't have to do anything. One is that you find our enemy in time and take him down. If you do defeat him, I'll let anyone who asks about it know that you're acting on my orders, and I'll consider forgetting what happened tonight. In any case, watching the tiger fight from across the mountain is in my best interest. “

"If he kills me. Andrew made an important point. "If I'm the next person to have my heart pulled out, you still don't know where he is. You won't be able to get rid of him any further and protect your business. “

"Definitely. Byrne said. He smiled, an expression that lasted less than a second. "But I don't think I'm going to be restrained. Even if he kills you, he'll reveal his whereabouts somewhat. And since the last time we played each other, I feel like I have a good idea of what to expect. “

Andrew glared at him and turned, hurriing to the door.

"Andrew. He said. Andrew stopped and looked back.

"It's my personal opinion – there's really nothing I can do to help you. We can't learn anything from his men, they are afraid of him. No one even knows where the drugs came from, where they were made, and where this person shipped them. They say that he resembles a dark shadow, meaning that he hides in the shadows forever. That's all I know. For a moment, Andrew saw a hint of confusion in Byrne's eyes, and it seemed that the more he came into contact with wizards and superpowers like Andrew, the more confusion became, the more confusion in Byrne's mind, the former Extreme Agent.

Andrew stared at Bourne for a moment, then nodded. "Thank you. “

He shrugged. "Good luck. I think we'd better not have a chance to fight each other again in the future, and I can't tolerate my business being harassed again. “

"I thought it was a good idea, too. Andrew said.

"Great, it's nice to be able to communicate with reasonable people. He walked over to his two remaining men, leaving the collapsed bodies on the floor.

Andrew walked out of the house without looking back, into the cold, wet and rainy night--- in such a dark and gloomy weather, Andrew should smoke a cigarette, maybe he could meet an angel.

Andrew heard the voice of the poor soul who had just died wailing in the flames---Maybe this hell on earth is not too bad.

Andrew still regretted lying to Hermione, but Andrew still wasn't going to tell her anything more. Andrew still doesn't know who the people who are constantly trying to attack him are.

He had just confirmed in the "Trist Fishing Club" that the poor thug who attacked him with a baseball was indeed dead, and had been dead for at least a day--- Andrew was very sure, Bourne did not know that a part of his rights had a shadow, he was too confident, and it was too simple to see the betrayal of his subordinates--- Andrew chose to remain silent, he was sure that even if he said it now, Bourne would not thank himself.

"Andrew, admit it. Andrew muttered to himself. "Even if you have the magic to turn the entire club to ashes in an instant, you can't change what they think is right. “

Andrew wants to say that we can change our fate, but no one can escape, and when the time comes, everything will be over.

Of course, trusting others, getting rid of the burden of doubt, and giving yourself hope should be relieving. To turn darkness into light, you need trust, and those who trust others run the risk of putting their faith in the wrong hands, because someone will pray for you and someone will take you as prey, and no matter how careful you are, sometimes you can't tell the difference.