"Boom—"

When Norman heard a loud roar in the direction of the family mansion, he lifted the suitcase resting on the bed and stood up against the edge of the bed.

He was on the second floor of a hotel on the underground black market, with his two children, the young sons of his two older brothers, who had been given to him by his old father, and who were now hiding in the expanded suitcase he was carrying.

To be honest, he doesn't really like his two nephews on weekdays. Because these two children are only a few years old, they have been taught by their parents to be a pair of little snobs, and they have even learned to look at their parents' faces and act.

However, this is clearly a thing of the past. He knew that from tomorrow morning, these two children would be an orphan who had lost their father and mother, and only his uncle.

The Werther family is finished.

As for why it is said to start "from tomorrow morning", it is naturally because ...... Seriously, he wasn't sure if he would be able to leave London alive with the two children and join his daughter's classmate McLean.

In order to minimize the possibility of being found by Helmo and fleeing, the old family owner not only let him wait until Helpo went to the family before leaving, but even let him run away alone with his two children.

It can be said that his old father is equivalent to placing the hope of the continuation of the family on him.

But even so, Norman was not sure that he would be able to leave unharmed, and if Helbo was determined to eradicate their family and prevent future troubles, then his chances of successfully escaping would be greatly reduced.

"Let's go."

Before he could finish speaking, Norman left the room with his suitcase and hurried out of the black-market inn, which had long since been empty.

The streets outside were quiet, and there was no one, until he followed the complicated streets and alleys to the vicinity of the main road, and then he saw some figures walking slowly forward like walking corpses.

Norman didn't know where these guys came from, but just by looking at "them" all moving in the direction of the family mansion, he knew that most of them were Helbo's men.

"Hmmm......"

Norman hid in the shadows of some miscellaneous items in the chest, secretly peering out into the street.

In fact, because it was far from the mansion, and most of them had already gathered on the side of the family, there weren't many living corpses on the street.

However, there are still few! These are all Helbo's men, who knows how strong they really are? Maybe they're just slow when they're not targeted, and they're quickly besieged as soon as they appear?

The old father had already told him that along the way, he must be cautious and cautious. If you can't make up your mind about some possible danger, treat all possibilities as "inevitable".

"So......" After a moment's hesitation, Norman shook his head, "find a way to get around!" ”

Now the only exit from this black market is the passage erected by the elves of the Dark Spirit Pavilion, which Norman had already walked through once. Therefore, he knew very well that he could not actually avoid this street.

Therefore, the so-called "detour" is nothing more than to shorten the distance on this street as much as possible.

Fortunately, for Norman, who grew up living in the black market, the complicated alleyways were not an obstacle. After turning around the neighborhood incessantly, he purposefully approached the back of where the Dark Spirit Pavilion was located.

"Tick ...... Tick ......"

In the dark alley, not only the footsteps of Norman echoed, but also the sound of dripping water from nowhere. The thick fog makes the front and back of the tunnel extremely deep, making it difficult to tell where you have gone by the surrounding scenery.

And I have to say that the streets and alleys of this black market are already enough to surround people, and Norman came here completely from memory.

Suddenly, he felt for several pipes crisscrossing the wall. The rusty touch made him know he wasn't going the wrong way—the Black Market Potions Testing Center next door to the Dark Spirit Pavilion.

After a few more steps along the pipe-lined wall, he soon saw the corner that led to the street again.

There was no back door in the Dark Spirit Pavilion, and he had to go through the main road next.

But at that moment, a series of footsteps came faintly from the other side of the corner, and Norman immediately stopped his progress in alarm.

"Those living corpses on the street?"

I was lucky to have no enemies at all in that chaotic rotation just now. And now, it seems that his luck has finally run out.

However, Norman did not hesitate too much, and after a moment's pause, he immediately put the suitcase in his hand on the ground and opened it quickly.

Then, without hesitation, he walked in.

When he had already submerged in the bottomless box, he reached out and lifted the lid on it, and when he landed in the alleyway, only the sound of the approaching footsteps on the other end of the corner was still approaching little by little.

……

To be honest, the space in Norman's suitcase is actually not very large, after all, not everyone can stack the Traceless Stretch Charm many times.

But, of course, it's more than enough for an adult and two children under the age of six.

At this moment, Norman was standing on the ladder set up at the mouth of the box, listening with bated breath to the outside world. And when he suddenly heard a "uncle" from below, he immediately lowered his head and raised his index finger to his mouth as a silence.

You can see that the two boys, one older and one younger, are sitting at a table in this small "room" at this moment, looking at him with some surprise.

Even if Norman didn't like the two children very much, he had to admit that the nephews were still very smart.

Perhaps before they were placed in this box, their grandfather had sternly admonished them, and now they can be called well-behaved. Norman just made a move, and they really didn't say anything.

And it looks ...... They also seem to know that there is danger outside.

Then Norman waited on the ladder for a few more moments, and only when he heard footsteps approaching and then slowly moving away did he dare to gently push open the lid of his suitcase and look at it a few times.

No problem, the living corpse is gone!

"Hide here, don't talk loudly from now on, understand?"

Norman retracted his head and gave another lecture to the two children below, and when they all closed their mouths and nodded in agreement, he climbed out of the ladder step by step.

When Norman left, the two children looked at each other with their lips pursed, and the older one of them suddenly showed an impatient expression.

"Suffocated!"

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