Ye Chen couldn't imagine that Sherlock would be so resolute, knowing the danger and still being able to let Ye Chen leave, so he naturally couldn't agree. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Sherlock, don't worry about me, even if they come with more people, I'll help you." Ye Chen had already left his safety behind at this time, and decided to face the upcoming battle with Sherlock.

Seeing Ye Chen's righteous look, Sherlock felt that he should be mistaken.

"Ye Chen, I'm not pretending to be polite, you can really go home, you don't really want to deal with so many wizards by yourself, right?" Sherlock explained, seemingly because of Ye Chen's boldness, with a surprised expression on his face.

"I'm not sure, but trust my determination." Ye Chen looked sincere.

"Haha, I'm laughing to death, Ye Chen." Sherlock burst out laughing, "Your expression is so hilarious. ”

"Hey, don't do that." Ye Chen complained.

"The wizarding world also has a dedicated administration, and they have strong ties to the British government. Now that these werewolves are clearly out of the ordinary, it's time to inform the Ministry of Magic, so you don't need to be involved in the rest of the day. Of course, Sherlock didn't say this because he was worried about Ye Chen's safety, he carefully studied all the clues before deciding to report to the wizard's governing body.

"Really? There is also such a department, so if you don't say it earlier, I just racked my brains to think about how to deal with these werewolves. Ye Chen was a little embarrassed, rubbed his nose and complained.

"Hehe, I didn't know you were so excited, you really want to fight with each other." Although he said this, Sherlock still recognized Ye Chen very much, and at such a critical juncture, he didn't want to escape.

"Okay, Ye Chen, rest today, I will arrange for someone to notify the Ministry of Magic, when you want to leave, just let me know."

Ye Chen didn't expect that after he came here, he would be so anticlimactic, but this is also the best result. Now that Sherlock has helped them, and someone can deal with the aftermath, it will be up to those wizards to deal with the werewolves when the time comes.

Don't mention Ye Chen's side, turn to Johnny who escaped.

Since his arm was cut off by Ye Chen, he directly changed his shape and left the hospital, hid in Diagon Alley, and bandaged his wounds indiscriminately.

Sure enough, just like Ye Chen said, the damage caused by his magic could not be recovered using ordinary healing magic, and he could only use the most direct bandaging.

Johnny, who waited in Diagon Alley, did not see Rick return until the morning, knowing that he had met with misfortune and had to leave London. Now that he has no combat power at all, it is better to return to his lair and report to the boss.

In an estate on the outskirts of Cardiff.

Johnny, with a mutilated left arm, knelt on one knee in the hall, surrounded by a group of hideous-looking people, and in the middle of the hall, a middle-aged man in a dark blue trench coat sat on a long couch.

Unlike everyone else in the room, all the clothes and makeup of this person were very neat and clean, and even if he sat there without speaking, he still exuded endless ferocity.

Walker Graeber, the leader of all the werewolves in this manor, is also the elder brother of the werewolf Merck that Ye Chen killed last time.

He sat quietly on the sofa, listened to Johnny's story, and didn't speak for a long time, the atmosphere in the hall was tense to the extreme, and Johnny's face kept sweating, I don't know if it was because the room was too hot, or because of nervousness.

"Johnny, where's your brother?" After a long time, Walker asked.

"Rick told me to leave first, and I haven't seen him since, he." Johnny doesn't know what his brother's condition is now, but he must have suffered.

"So the two of you were defeated by each other?" There was already a trace of dissatisfaction in Walker's tone, his subordinates actually fought two to one, but in the end the result was such a miserable defeat.

"Boss, I've never seen magic like that, and as soon as we walked into the hospital, we couldn't use it anymore, it was like we had been robbed of our wands." Johnny hastened to explain that he knew exactly what it would be like for a worthless werewolf here.

"And that wizard doesn't need to use a wand at all, he can send out very sharp cards at will, but the damage is like a knife."

"My left arm was cut off by him all at once, and no amount of my healing magic can heal the wound." As he spoke, Johnny revealed his wounds. Ignoring the pain, he pulled open the bandage with a tear, revealing the wound inside.

At Walker's motion, a werewolf sitting next to him stood up and approached Johnny. He took his wand and pointed it to Johnny's wound and chanted a spell in his mouth.

As Johnny said, the spell fell on the wound and had no effect, because the wound that Johnny himself had torn violently just now was still bleeding.

"Boss, it's useless." The werewolf was also surprised, his spell seemed to be useless, this was the first time he had seen such a situation, and there was no sense of black magic in the wound.

Walker stood up straight from the couch and walked over to Johnny's side, looking at his wounds.

"Boss, there is no way, magic does not work at all, you can only use ordinary means to bandage and stop the bleeding." Johnny's face became paler and his lips were barely bloody.

"Okay, you go down first, I'll ask you something about it later." Walker waved Johnny out of the hall, and the latter fled the place in a state of relief.

"Steven, have you ever seen this kind of magic?" Returning to his seat, Walker asked the werewolf from earlier.

"I haven't seen it, it seems that our opponent has hired a helper who is not easy to deal with." Steven gasped, it had been almost 30 years since he became a werewolf, and he had never seen such magic.

"Do you have any ideas now?" Walker sat on the couch with a gloomy face, and no one could tell what he meant.

"Boss, do you want me to take two people to try again?" Steven asked, unsure of what his boss would choose.

"Huh?" Hearing Steven's suggestion, Walker frowned, he felt that this was not a good approach. "Do two or three people work? You know, Rick is a good hand, he's planted there. ”

As Walker's right-hand man, Rick's ability has always been valued by Walker, but this accident made Walker have to be careful.

"Steven, you and Morey, each with two people, go to London first to find out the details of the detective, especially his helper, now we must be cautious, and we can't lose more manpower."