Thinking for a lifetime, some invisible temptation is breathtaking.

He looked back at Chloe, who was applying makeup in the mirror, a little confused. If she goes out, what if she is kidnapped by the ** person again.

But seeing Chloe getting uglier and uglier, he was close to being unrecognizable, and he felt that there should be no problem, this appearance, even if it was his own mother, he wouldn't recognize it.

In any case, he also wanted to give it a try.

He found himself a random suit for himself in the dressing room, which was not his own size, so it was a little loose when he put it on.

"Chloe. ”

Hoffa called out to her.

"What?"

"I'll go out for a while and I'll be back in a moment. ”

"Why are you going?"

"Go to the toilet. ”

Hoffa said casually.

Putting on his clothes, he went straight to the second floor of the bar, where he remembered that Durant had eaten somewhere in the first place.

But when he went up to the second floor, Hoffa found that the rooms were so dense that he couldn't tell which one was which.

He rushed up the stairs to the right, with unpainted mottled wooden floors underfoot, identical doors lining the hallway, and cramped office cubicles in them. One of the doors was open, and a European girl in a black sleeveless T-shirt was obsessively hugging a tattooed man kissing in the corner, the man's palms roaming over her chest.

Sensing the sound, the two lips parted, and the man looked at the uninteresting guy menacingly, as if he was telling him to get out of the way with his eyes.

"Don't stay on it for too long. ”

The moment they passed by, Hoffa reminded him.

He then moved out of their field of view and ran to the end of the hallway. The last two doors were closed and should have been locked. He jerked around and kicked the sole of his shoe against the innermost metallic blue lacquered door.

The door slammed open, the frame shattered, the cheap hardware fell, and it was pitch black, and the lights were on in the alley behind the bar, and the light came through the soot-stained plastic windows, and he saw snake-like antlers and glass mirrors sticking out of the walls of the room. There was nothing but a pile of discarded grocery boxes and an electric fan that had no blades anymore.

At that moment, he heard a noise from the next room, and he immediately pulled away, turning the corner of the hallway.

However, he saw a familiar figure looking from room to room in the hallway.

It's Noble, and he's looking for Durant at this time.

Hoffa's heart pounded, and he realized that his "self" was sitting downstairs. If he sees it, how will he explain it?

Seeing Noble turn his head to look at him, he grabbed the clear plastic handle of the door on the right with both hands, pushed his shoulders in, and dodged into the room with a cracking sound.

The door slammed shut.

However, he was still a step late, and his trademark hair and body shape still made Noble across the hallway instantly recognizable him.

"Hoffa?"

A tentative voice came from outside the door, "Didn't I tell you to wait for me below?"

The voice came through the door, and Hoffa leaned his back against the door, thinking to himself that this old fellow had sharp eyes.

Noble stood there for a while, but did not see an answer, so he asked again, "Is that you, how did you change your clothes?"

"It's me. ”

Through the door, Hoffa replied, his heart pounding.

"I got my clothes wet downstairs and came up to change. ”

He didn't care about being recognized, and he talked nonsense.

"You..... Change clothes there?"

Noble Fox was suspicious.

"Yes, aren't you looking for Durant, have you found it!?"

"No...... There's a lot of room in here. Would you like to come out and look for it with me?"

"No, that's your job!"

Hoffa gritted his teeth and said.

"Okay..... Bar..... Don't you really want to come out?"

"Can you go over first? I'll look for you later. ”

The people outside were silent for a moment, and Hoffa could feel that he wasn't gone. It made him want to go crazy.

"What are you doing?" asked Hoffa, looking through the wall.

"I ..... I'm thinking, thinking about something. ”

"What's the matter, hurry up. ”

"Are you really alone in there?"

"Nonsense, not one person, there are others. ”

"Okay. ”

The people outside breathed a sigh of relief, "Then you can change it, remember to come out early after changing." ”

With that, the footsteps faded away.

Noble left.

Hoffa breathed a sigh of relief, and at this time, he sensed that there were three other people in the room he was in, and there was a not-so-good smell in the air.

Sniff .....

His face changed, and he turned around with lightning speed.

There are also a lot of wooden cubicles in this room, the floor is damp, and there are a lot of advertisements and *** job posters on the walls like psoriasis, the only problem is that something is missing.

Squeak!

The wooden door to a cubicle opened, and a dancer poked her head out and explained to him what was wrong.

"Sir, this is the women's bathroom. ”

On the sign of the wooden door, a simple symbol of a dress was drawn, and Hoffa's eyes turned from that symbol.

"Oh. ”

He nodded calmly and pushed the door out, as if he were a gentleman. Turning around the corner, he covered his face and let out a long sigh.

"Heavenly ......"

Damn, no wonder Noble was talking outside the door for so long, God knows what was going on in that guy's mind.

Arm soreness intensified.

He rolled up his sleeves and took a look.

Ho, the entire forearm almost evaporated, becoming transparent, and if it weren't for the faint visibility of blood vessels and bones inside, he almost suspected that he had no hands anymore.

He gradually understood that the more he did in this time, the faster he disintegrated.

At this moment, there was a roar in the distance.

That's Durant's wolf howl.

Noble found his room.

Hoffa stood up silently, delaying too much time, and now it was pointless to go to Durant again. This attempt was a complete failure.

......

......

Back in the dressing room, Chloe has become the ugly girl they had when they first met. At the moment, though, she was shivering as she hid under the table in the dressing room. I saw her look up, and her smoky makeup had a pair of lilac eyes, like a frightened mole.

Hoffa squatted down: "What's wrong with you?"

"What are you doing out there? I heard gunshots and saw werewolves. ”

"It doesn't matter. ”

Hoffa whispered, "Just a little commotion, let's go." ”

"I saw you too. ”

"It was me two days ago, and I was working. ”

"What do you do to be so violent?"

"Those are necessary means, and I don't like them personally. ”

Hoffa said.

"Yes. ”

Chloe wondered, "I don't think you're enjoying it." ”

Hoffa shook his head and stretched out his hand: "Do you want to go?"

Chloe slipped out from under the table, stared out for a while, and suddenly asked, "Did you kill that werewolf?"

"Hmm. ”

Hoffa was noncommittal, and casually agreed: "Let's go." ”

"You shouldn't have killed him. ”

But the nun sighed, "God said..."

"Did you notice that black glove on my hand?"

Hoffa didn't want to dwell too much on a dead man's moral issues, so he simply interrupted the nun.

Chloe: "See. ”

"That's what you're going to steal, and with it, I can restore your magic and take me back to the future. ”

After leaving the bar, he took Chloe to his residence in the 7th arrondissement of Paris. Two days ago, I was receiving the goods at the moment, and I was about two hours away from coming back.

Sometimes, time flies very slowly.

When it comes to longing for someone to show up, or for something to happen soon, time always flies very slowly.

But time can pass quickly, especially when he becomes some kind of consumable with a visible end, such as ten minutes after class.

Hoffa is in the midst of such a contradiction at the moment.

He longed for his two days ago to come back soon, like a long-distance couple waiting at the station.

At the same time, he is afraid of the rushing time, like a child when he is almost finished drinking yogurt, and cherishes every bite.

During this time, he did not speak to Chloe again, but sat alone on a park bench, striking a match.

The ground was littered with charcoal-fired matchsticks, and Chloe dangled restlessly in front of him.

Eventually, her irritability was contagious to Hoffa, and he threw away the match, "What are you shaking?"

Chloe stopped, looked at his face, and hesitated to speak.

Hoffa: "Say whatever you want." ”

Chloe: "You didn't know me two days ago, will you ......?"

Thinking of Hoffa's madness in his previous battle with the Dark Wizard, Chloe made a gesture to wipe her neck.

"No, it won't. ”

"I'll probably find you, and I'll resent you, but I'm not going to kill you." ”

"Then I've got to say something, just in case.... In case you cross-examine it. Chloe was still a little uneasy.

"You say that the person I saved was going to be eaten in the werewolf's room, and then I saved him. Maybe then, I'll be a little nicer to you. ”

Chloe was silent when she received this reply, but Hoffa always felt that she was a little reluctant to speak.

So he asked, "What are you thinking?" ”

Chloe thought for a moment and then looked up at Hoffa, "What does it feel like to kill?"

Hoffa was stunned, he didn't expect Chloe to ask him this question, and he didn't know how to answer her for a while.

When he left Hogwarts alone, he ran out of money, had nothing, and was in a quagmire. Eventually, he began to make money with a ruthlessness he had never seen before. He killed two men and a woman that month, and the amount he earned would have been ridiculous to him a year ago.

"What do you mean?"

"I am a Jew, and no matter how confused my religious beliefs may become, I will never tolerate an organic killing machine. Chloe said. ”

"God's voice of loyalty?" Hoffa pouted, "the Crusaders have also been on crusades, and I don't think your thoughts will have an impact on me. ”

Although many believers believe that violence is a means of punishment, I must admit that this is a fallacy that is not recorded in the Bible or in Christian literature. ”

Hoffa shrugged. "I'm an atheist," he said, "and I've never dealt with the church." ”

"So you don't care about any of these things?" Chloe asked.

Hoffa wanted to scoff, but the other party's lilac eyes were like transparent glass, and he looked at the reflection of his face in the other person's pupils, and he was speechless for a while.

The silence was followed by an inexplicable boredom.

He turned his head, unwilling to continue the discussion on the issue.

Fortunately, the appearance of a figure on the side of the road broke the invisible contradiction between them. A figure in a black leather coat staggered out of the roadside.

Hoffa, who was sitting on the bench, quickly nudged Chloe.

"Let's go, I'm back. ”

Two days ago, Hoffa sensed something, he first walked to a mall on the side of the road, pretended to look at the goods in the glass case, and after confirming the location of the stalker through the glass, he immediately followed the line of sight of the two, but saw nothing.

For safety reasons, he bypassed a tree two days ago and disappeared into thin air.

Looking at the vanishing figure, Chloe nervously said to Hoffa: "Your sixth sense is simply more intelligent than a woman. ”

"It's okay, he can feel it, but it's impossible to spot me. Hoffa reassured her: "It's good that everything goes according to plan." ”

"Is there anything to pay attention to. ”

Chloe asked, "You've been through this, you should know what to do." ”

Hoffa immediately thought that Chloe had to take off her shoes because she had to enter the door, and the Gestapo saw the flaw. He tried to remind Chloe, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.

At this point, he already felt like he was walking on thin ice. Any step you take will lead to different results, and as long as you make a mistake, it will lead to unpredictable consequences, so maybe not saying anything is the best choice.

......

......

Coming to the door of the house, the two of them leaned against the door, their ears pressed against the wall. Time passes minute by minute in the midst of the coming and raining depression.

There was the sound of electricity on a TV show in the room, and the other self was almost asleep.

Outside the door, the two men who were about to steal the gloves looked at each other and nodded to each other. Then, Hoffa pressed the doorknob, and the lock cylinder clicked open with a clatter.

Chloe slipped through the crack in the door, and he himself circled around to the other side of the room to watch what happened.

Sure enough, about three minutes later, there was a thud in the room, and Chloe was spotted by her self two days earlier.

Without further ado, he immediately slipped to the window, trying to steal his gloves while Chloe was drawing his attention.

However, as soon as he ran to the window, the sound of cars speeding by was heard in the distance.

The bright light of the headlights was dazzling, and he squinted to see that it was a row of brand-new black Mercedes cars. The sedan also had a red swastika flag fluttering on its ears.

And at the back door of that row of black Mercedes cars, there were five or six heavy armored vehicles.

It's the people of Germany.

The Mercedes car went around the corner, and the headlights shot straight at Hoffa's house.

He secretly shouted that it was not good, and immediately jumped out of the window and hid in the grass.

The cars were parked less than fifty meters from the house.

The lights were turned off, and a large number of black-robed wizards quietly got out of the car, and after getting out of the car, they waved their wands and laid defensive spells around them, and soon, those wizards disappeared into the air with people and cars. But they didn't leave, but scattered in an orderly manner behind the canopy of trees, on the roofs, in the shadows.

Hofa, who was hiding in the grass and saw this scene, was shocked. I thought that there were only three people looking for Chloe, one Muggle and two wizards, but now it seems that this is not the case at all.

I'm afraid that all the German wizards stationed in Paris will come out.

And these guys are good chicken thieves, they actually stopped outside the range of their own perception, and they are not like idle people at all.

Three of them walked out of the defensive barrier and without hesitation walked towards Hoffa's house, the same ones who had come to check on him that night.

There was a knock on the door.

Two days earlier, Hoffa had locked Chloe under the bed on the second floor, put away all the magic gloves and money, and drank the Polyjuice Potion, but he had no idea that he was surrounded by a crowd.

Looking at himself in the room, Hoffa bit his lower lip. Things have become more complicated, and if this matter is not settled, I may not be able to live two days ago.

Not daring to waste time, the ghost wandered up to the second floor by stepping on the wall and pulled Chloe out from under the bed.

In the room, Chloe complained in a disgraced whisper, "You're so unkind." ”

"That's not me. Hoffa said hurriedly.

He peeked out of the window, then quickly walked over to his cabinet and opened it.

He pulled out the box where he had hidden the magic gloves, put them on his hands, and unceremoniously stuffed all the money into his pocket.

"How?"

Chloe asked, "Can we go?"

"You're doing well, but we can't go yet. ”

Hoffa whispered.

"Why don't you go, your body probably won't last long. ”

Hoffa walked to the door, leaned on it and listened for a while, downstairs, where he had been dealing with Gestapo Colonel Müller Mance two days ago.

Pursing his lips in thought, he pulled Chloe up, and the ghost wandered into the room.

On the street, Chloe kept asking Hoffa, "What are you doing, what are you doing, why don't you go back?"

However, he did not answer, he hurried to a phone booth on the side of the road, got in, looked at the room in the distance, and dialed his number.

Soon, the phone was connected.

Hoffa's voice from two days ago rang on the other end of the phone: "Hey......"

"Let Mueller answer the phone. ”

Hofa in the phone booth said bluntly.

As he said this, he could feel the time flare on his body more than double in an instant, the crystal transparency climbed up his neck, and the entire arm he was holding the phone was almost gone.

Chloe looked at Hoffa worriedly.

The SS colonel answered the phone: "Who are you?"

"Hoffa Bach, Colonel Mance, the person you are looking for is with me. ”

Hoffa said into the phone.

The man on the other end of the line was silent, his breath a little excited.

"Oh... Strange, how do you have this family's number?"

"It's none of your business, if you want to find Chloe Lemay, you have to do what I say. ”

Chloe's face changed on the other side of the phone, and she immediately leaned her head over, and after hearing the voice of the person inside, she grabbed Hoffa's clothes and stared at him with puzzled and angry eyes like "Are you stupid?"

A burning snort spurted into Hoffa's face, and Hoffa leaned sideways to get out of the way, slamming her against the glass of the phone booth with one hand.

The Gestapo colonel on the other end of the phone chuckled: "Then what conditions do you have?"

Hoffa chuckled in his heart, he just wanted to get the Gestapo out of his side two days ago, and he didn't really want to hand Chloe over to the other party at all, what conditions could he offer.

"Ah, not sincerely, is it?" said the Gestapo on the phone.

Hoffa's fists clenched, and for some reason, the Gestapo colonel named Muller could always immediately see through his true thoughts, which made him unusually passive.

However, at this moment, the phone was snatched by the hacker.

Chloe grabbed the microphone and yelled, "Let those Jews go." ”

Hoffa was stunned for a moment.

"Well, where are you? I'll pick you up right away. The Gestapo asked.

"I'm in the phone booth No. 36 of the University Road, if you want to find me, come directly!"

After saying that, she hung up the phone with a snap, looked at Hoffa and sneered, "Are you satisfied now? That guy will definitely come over." ”

Hoffa was stunned, "You're going to reveal the real location to him?"

"Then why are you calling him!"

Chloe roared, and in the small phone booth, she held Hoffa tightly, "Do you know what kind of demon he is, lies have no effect on him at all!"

The voice did not fall.

The space distorted violently, and more than a dozen dark wizard apparitions appeared near the phone booth, countless car lights lit up in the distance, and the cacophony of tires grinding signaled the danger of rapid approach.