Chapter 1267: Demon Hunting in the Silent Night (10)

Five minutes later, Albert, who had finally taken off his armor, walked into the shower cubicle and turned on the faucet.

He breathed a sigh of relief as the steaming bath water spewed out of the shower and poured on the tiger.

"That kid, could it be," Albert thought back to him, his mind constantly conjuring up someone's face. Mutter looked so similar to the guy, even about the same age—out of curiosity, Albert couldn't help but ask, "Mutter, are you still meowing outside?"

"How old are you?" asked the tiger suddenly.

"What kind of strange question is this," replied Mutt, reluctantly, "I'm probably thirteen or fourteen years old." You should not be wrong with what the doctor said during the physical examination. "Well, you don't know how big you are?" Albert asked tentatively again.

The cat-man boy was even more unhappy: "I have been a slave since I was sensible, and I was bought and sold by slave owners like goods. No one ever cares how old [the goods] are. Albert was silent for a while. It was then that he remembered what Shiloma had told him before: the members of the Sphinx were basically orcs who had been exiled in Egypt. These unfortunate people are either homeless and displaced exiles, or slaves who have been sold into Africa. Daddy Sphinx saved these orcs from their misery and arranged for them to play in the team, which should be a semi-charitable act of relief.

"So," the tiger asked in a lengthened tone, "that is, even if you do have relatives, you can't possibly know?" "What do you want to emphasize?" the cat man snorted dissatisfiedly, anxious to interrupt this unpleasant conversation, "I don't care if I still have relatives." I don't care about my background. From the time I was born, I was sold as a commodity by my parents to human traffickers and became a slave. From that moment on, my family and I were disowned, and I didn't see scumbag parents like that again!" "But—" "Hey, have you finished your shower?" Mutter snorted unceremoniously, "Hurry up, don't ramble like an old man!" Albert yelled angrily and ended the conversation. He hurriedly rinsed himself and stepped out of the shower cubicle.

As soon as he walked out, he saw Mutter packing his luggage and stuffing Albert's protective gear into his sports bag.

"Oh, thanks. The tiger reluctantly thanked him.

"Who called me your personal assistant. Mutter replied as a matter of course: "The things are packed for you, but remember to take out all the protective gear when you go back and wipe it with alcohol to disinfect." You won't want to wear unsterilized armor for the next game, unless you want to get moss. "What a vivid description, hehe. The tiger stretched his face: "In that case, why don't you help me scrub and disinfect the protective gear by the way?" Mutt glanced at Albert with disgust: "Don't, it's disgusting." A green veil appeared on the tiger's forehead. However, he didn't bother with Mutter, a little imp who didn't have the same hair, and quickly changed his clothes, put on his sports bag and walked out.

Albert remembered the way he got here, which was to follow the corridor to the end and take one of the two elevators back to the surface. But the little confusion seemed to be lost, and halfway through walking, he suddenly turned left and walked towards the stairwell next to him.

"What are you doing?" Albert hurriedly grabbed the cat-man boy, "The elevator is right in front of you." "I know, but—" Mutter gave a fake smile, "uh-haha, I think I'd better take the stairs." Albert wouldn't be so easy to deceive: "How many floors are underground?" "Twelve floors underground. The tiger gave the cat man a blank look: "You can get back to the ground in an instant by taking the elevator, but you have to rub the twelve flights of stairs? You were knocked out of your brain in the game just now?" A cold sweat broke out on the corner of Mutt's forehead: "I just want to exercise." "It's like you're lacking in exercise today. Albert grabbed the cat-man boy: "Come on, take the elevator!" "Whoa" Mutt was pulled into the luxury passenger elevator, and after entering, he kept complaining: "Do you have to take the small passenger elevator? The big elevator next to it is obviously better." "This one is obviously more luxurious, why don't you use the luxurious one?" Tiger didn't care about the cat man's complaint, and pressed the button on the elevator panel.

The moment the elevator door closed, Mutt fell silent.

"What's going on? Albert glanced at the cat-man boy in bewilderment.

"It's nothing! leave me alone!" Mutter leaned his back against the inner wall of the elevator, his eyes wandering nervously.

Albert shook his head angrily, and secretly scolded Mutter for being a nervous madman. The elevator swished up, and the tiger thought that it would be able to reach the ground (Cairo Grand Casino) immediately, but he didn't expect the change to happen instantly. It came so suddenly, the tiger man youth didn't even have time to react.

The elevator hovered due to a malfunction, and the two were trapped in the elevator.

"Oh, shit!" the tiger cursed, searching for the emergency button on the one-pound control panel. However, it didn't work. The entire elevator is lit with dark green emergency lights, except for the emergency lights, other panels and equipment are all out of order.

"Woo" Mutt suddenly crouched on the ground, gasping for air, "No, no, don't be here!" "Mut, are you okay?" Albert glanced worriedly at the cat-man boy.

"Woo" Mutt was clearly not well, he was frightened by the trapped elevator, and he squatted on the ground and shivered.

"So you're afraid of taking the elevator? Why didn't you say this kind of thing earlier!" Albert was depressed, "Calm down, okay meow? The elevator system must be monitored 24 hours a day, and even if something goes wrong, rescuers will arrive immediately." However, the cat-man boy did not hear Albert's words at all, and he continued to tremble in a ball, muttering slurred words in his mouth. There was a darker hue creeping between his shorts—"Oh, you must be kidding me!" the tiger grumbled even more depressedly.

At this moment, there seems to be some kind of movement at the top of the elevator.

"Listen, the rescuers are coming. Albert tried to pick up Mutter: "Hold on a little longer, and we'll get out of here in no time." Mutter didn't respond, the cat-man boy was so frightened that Albert was left alone.

"Who's meowing?" shouted the tiger to the top of the elevator, "If you can hear it, give us a response!" The man on the top of the elevator did not answer. The man, or the group of men, was very light and didn't know what the hell was going on, but they didn't mean to come down to save Albert and Mutt right away.

Maybe it's just because the top of the elevator is so tightly sealed, and the group of people must be careful to disassemble it, right?" Albert wondered. But what the hell are those guys doing, refusing to even respond to a single one, what does it mean?

Albert tried to wait patiently, hoping that the group of maintenance workers would fix the elevator. But the more he waited, the more he felt that something was wrong—a faint sound, barely audible, from the top of the elevator, sounding like the scraping of metal.

The tiger frowned. Could it be that the group of maintenance workers are going to open the top of the elevator to save people?

No, that's not right!

In the next second, the alert Albert had already jumped up with Mute on his shoulder, crashing into the top cover of the elevator!

The moment he jumped out of the top of the elevator, he was surprised to see a large group of guys in black tights, sneakily ambushing there!

There are two people here in the luxury passenger elevator, and they are sawing the slings of the passenger elevator with a wire saw! On the other side, that is, on the large passenger elevator, there are five other men in black who are ambushed as answers!

It's not an elevator glitch at all, it's a planned attack! These unsolicited bastards want Albert and Mutter's lives!

Before Albert could stand firm, the two black-clothed men on the side of the passenger ladder had already raised their short swords and stabbed at the tiger! When Albert came to participate in the ball game, he did not have any weapons on his body, and the tiger that was preemptively attacked by the opponent could only dodge backwards. Behind him was a huge gap between the elevator slots, and if you fell from the gap, you would fall to the bottom of the floor, and the difference would be at least five stories high! If you fall down, you will definitely be crushed! And you can't leave Mutter alone! What should I do?!

The sword flashed, and the men in black raised their swords again. In desperation, Albert had no choice but to raise his sports bag to block the attack!

Boom! I didn't expect to really block the opponent's short sword! Albert then remembered that his armor and helmet were in the sports bag, and the helmet made for dark American football was super tough!

The tiger immediately rushed into the bag and took out his helmet, throwing both the sports bag and the mutt aside! He used the helmet as a weapon to fight back, and before the two men in black could react, he gave each of the two enemies a heavy blow!

At this time, the sling, which had been sawn off in half, was also crumbling, and it would soon break completely! Albert hurriedly picked up Mutter and jumped towards the top of the large passenger elevator opposite!

The tiger carried the cat-man boy and jumped to the large passenger elevator on the opposite side, but the strength was obviously not strong enough, and he only jumped to the edge of the passenger elevator! In order not to fall, he had to reach out and grab the passenger elevator!!

However, Albert did not go off the line, because there were five other men in black on the large passenger elevator! They came over and looked at Albert sinisterly, who was hanging by a thread.

"And so it's game over. One of the men in black aimed at the tiger's hand that grabbed the edge of the elevator and stomped it down.