On the way, Wesley suddenly felt that he wanted to pay his respects to his father's former home.

This request was reasonable, and neither the firefox nor the mole in the company objected, and they changed lanes and sailed to the former residence of the Cross.

……

When they changed lanes, John drove a classic car before them to the monastery of East Villamoa.

John pulled out the photo and looked at it, reconfirming the appearance of the administrator, Pike Walsky.

From a passing nun, John easily used this photo to find out about Pike Walski's residence, which was in the building with the bell tower in front of him.

John walked past the fountain in front of the building and into the hall.

There were a lot of seats in the hall, and there was a lectern in front of it, and next to the lectern there were several looms, very large, very old ones, with silk threads on them like cobwebs, and behind the cobwebs sat an old man with gray hair.

The old man resembles the person in the photo, and as expected, it should be Pike Walsky, the caretaker of the monastery.

"Excuse me, is that Mr. Parker Walski?" John inquired as he walked up to him.

It's pretty polite.

As the saying goes, if the old man is willing to cooperate, John doesn't mind letting him go.

It's not easy at such an age, they're already half in the ground, John is not a murderer, and there's nothing to show off when he kills an old man.

Of course, the premise is that this old man is more acquainted.

"Who are you?" Walski asked, looking at John with a wary expression.

"John Freelance." John reported his name.

Upon hearing the name, Walsky's pupils shrank, and he immediately took a step that was inappropriate for the old man, and fled to the small door behind him.

"Fake!"

John yelled.

I guessed that things would not go so smoothly, there are many people in the world who don't know each other, and there are many people who don't shed tears when they don't see the coffin.

John chased after Walski.

Although the old man was a fast runner and should have been diligent in exercising, he still couldn't be an opponent like John.

Whether it is [Strength], [Agility] or [Physical Strength], John is nearly three times more than ordinary people, how can he not outrun a mere old man.

Seeing that he was about to be overtaken, Walski immediately ran through a small door on the left.

John immediately chased after him without thinking......

Next Second......

A gun was pointed head-on at John's forehead.

But......

John's experience with the enemy was far from being comparable to that of Walski, a bad old man.

I can't catch up with the horses.

It was too late, but it was too soon, and John reached out with his right hand, and at once he grabbed the sleeve of the gun, and his fingers were pressed against the trigger in reverse.

Walski couldn't shoot a sub-(*) bullet, and his old face turned red.

John's other hand grabbed Walski's armpit and pulled it out.

"Ahh

Walski screamed, and the whole person was dragged out and slammed into a seat.

Smack!

The seat was torn apart in an instant.

John: "Please don't challenge my patience, there is a limit to my kindness, I get what I want, and you'll be fine." ”

"Hahaha......"

Walsky wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, burst out laughing, and threw himself to the bottom of the podium, not knowing where to press it.

The ground suddenly sank, and after Walsky fell, it closed again.

"Freelancer, you damn scoundrel's plot is not going to succeed! Don't think about getting anything from me! ”

Walski's voice came from below.

John: "You think you'll be able to escape?" It's impossible for my John Freelancer to run away from the prey he is targeting. ”

Can a boiled duck fly? That's not there.

John's [Acuity] trait was activated, and his sense of smell increased by three hundred percent, which had already locked the old guy's body odor.

And the heat sensing ability of [Demon Derivation] has long since penetrated the floor to see through Walski's red figure.

The red figure was following a curve underground, fleeing to a toilet outside.

But......

When the old fellow crawled out of the pit and sneaked out of the cubicle, he was greeted by a huge fist.

Boom!

"Ahh

Walski screamed and fell again, and a punch from John nearly killed him.

"Impossible! How can it be?! ”

Walski's nose was blue and his face was swollen, and he still screamed in disbelief.

Only he knew the escape route here, how could he be caught as soon as he escaped, just like he had known that he was going to escape from here.

"Old fellow, nothing is impossible in front of my John Freelancer, I'll give you one last chance, give me what I want, and I'll spare your life."

Because this old man is just an ordinary person, even if he kills him, he doesn't have any value in licking his bag.

Walski seemed to compromise and nodded, "Okay, then you tell me what you want?" ”

John: "I'm sure you've already guessed what I'm looking for, so I'll tell you again, give me the plan of the base camp, and I know it's here." ”

Walski also seems to understand that quibbling is useless, because since people have already found the door, of course, they have done their homework, and it is useless to deny it, and it will only invite torture.

"Okay, I'll take you to get it now, and may you go to hell when you die." Walski said viciously.

John: "Thank you. However, I think I can live for at least another fifty years, and if I want to go to hell, you should go before me. Less wordy, hurry up! ”

Walski had no choice but to re-enter the building with the bell tower under John's coercion, and led him to the second floor, into the room on the right, and took out a wooden box in a box near the window.

Walski: "What you want is in the box, you open it and see it yourself." ”

John nodded, and his gaze penetrated into the box, immediately seeing a little bit of silver light inside.

The moment John opened the box, he immediately aimed it at Walski.

Swish!

The little stars that flew out of it were all pierced into Walski's chest.

"You...... You...... How did you...... How will you know? Walsky leaned feebly against the window, foaming at the mouth, and looked at John unwillingly.

I never imagined that John Freelance would be so treacherous that he would even see through the last killer feature.

There was a poisonous needle hidden in the box, and it was a very violent snake venom, and there was no cure for the middle.

John: "I'm dying and asking me such a stupid question, I say I'm the master of the plane, I can see everything, do you believe it?" It's a pity that I gave you so many chances, but you just don't cherish this old life, don't want to. ”

John said as he took out the floor plan from the box and put it on his body and hid it.

"You...... You ......" Walski foamed at the mouth and crumbled.

He was about to fall when he suddenly looked out the window and three people came by, two of whom he knew.

"Hah! Hahahaha! Walski foamed at the mouth and laughed, "Villain, you're dead!" ”