"Dear Mr. Cliff, if you have any questions, just ask me, and I will know everything!"

Anxiously telling the limited information in his mind, the black suit brother saw that the black suit was getting worse and worse, so he hoped to get Williams' forgiveness as soon as possible and release the two brothers.

Of course, he has been a killer for more than three years, he is not a stupid and innocent rabbit, and he can only have the best expectations for what will happen to him and his eldest brother, and actively respond to Bill's request.

"Do you know why the Holy See and the Witch Hunter Association are special beings, and why the witches and wizards they call must be exterminated, and what is the truth of these things?"

"This ......"

Bill asks the question of Chaogang again, and the brother in the black suit looks embarrassed, trying to recall the fragments of information he and his eldest brother have overheard in the Black Street Tavern for the past few years, searching for memories related to the Holy See.

But he is usually very arrogant, he rarely even speaks through his brain, and he doesn't come up with useful answers after thinking for a long time, and only responds with question sentences.

"Perhaps the reason for the special status is ...... They're the strongest?"

"As for wizards, I don't know anything about them, I haven't met anyone who calls themselves wizards or witches, and they're far more mysterious than those of us who live off our commissions. ”

"Oh, I see, then I'll ask you one last question. ”

"Where is the black street in your mouth?"

Suddenly getting up, Bill slowly approached his brother in a black suit, smiling, his brother was still firmly bound by black blood thorns, like a huge rice dumpling with fresh meat.

The younger brother in the black suit looked at the young man in front of him, and suddenly felt a huge pressure, this feeling was a bit like the feeling of oppression brought to him by the two powerful people lying on the rock wall that night.

It's just that this feeling is not so strong at the moment, he swallows his saliva unconsciously, and his heart is enveloped by another feeling.

Unknown.

"Mr. Cliff, if I tell you how to enter the streets, will you ......?"

"As long as you let us go, I can assure you that I will never hit you in the head again in the future!"

If the black suit brother hadn't been bound by rattan weaving at this moment, he would definitely kneel on the ground and raise his hand to swear to the sky, but now he can only beg for mercy in words.

The footsteps slowly stopped, and Bill paused for two seconds with his chin on his chin before smiling brightly again.

"Of course, Mr. Slayer, as long as you answer honestly, why should I be difficult for you and your brother?"

"I don't have a bad habit of imprisoning others, I will definitely send you away~"

Bill's words were like a shot in the arm, and the brother in the black suit nodded happily when he saw such a sincere smile and heard such charming words, completely ignoring the thorns piercing his skin.

"In the northern part of Brittus, that is, in the old town, there is a flea market, there is an alley in the north no-man's land, and at the end of the walk there is a pub with no sign......"

The brother in the black suit quickly explained that he didn't protect the secret of the black street at all, but Bill raised his eyelids after hearing this instruction, which felt familiar.

There was once an unlucky killer who said almost the same thing as the brother in the black suit, but the unlucky killer said that he could find a middleman here, and the black suit said that he could enter the black street here.

Is anyone lying?

He didn't interrupt the black suit brother's words, but continued to listen, quietly waiting for him to finish.

"That unsignboarded tavern is Black Street's property in Brittus, where we can buy bounties and information. ”

"You're lying to me. ”

"What?"

The younger brother in the black suit was obviously shocked, what he said was true, how could this guy think he was lying?

"I know that bar, as far as I know, it's just a place that gives out business to ordinary people, and I'm asking you how to get into the Black Street, not how you can buy the Black Street bounty list!"

Bill yelled in the ears of his brother in a black suit, and his mood instantly deteriorated, and even the thorns and rattan grew more spikes because of his emotional instability, piercing his brother's flesh and skin, and more blood dripping on the ground.

He remembered that he had not been so emotional before, and since he came to this world, he had been troubled one after another, and his endurance had been declining rapidly.

“......？”

The black suit brother stared innocently, thinking carefully about what he said was not right, and he thought about it for a long time before he reacted and understood why Bill was so angry.

Because he didn't explain the most crucial information, but this information should be known to everyone in the mysterious world, right......

The black-suit brother finally found out the crux of the problem, Williams Cliff has special abilities, but he still seems to be an outsider.

The free information does not say that Williams Cliff entered the mysterious world a long time ago, and if Williams had not entered the mysterious world, his bounty list would not have appeared on the black market.

But even if he doesn't know about the black street, how can he not know anything about common sense?

What's going on?

Although he had a lot of doubts in his heart, the black suit brother still explained to Bill first, after all, he held the power of life and death for himself and his eldest brother at the moment, and even if he figured out those things, it had nothing to do with him.

"Mr. Cliff, I really didn't lie to you. ”

"Maybe you don't know that although many organizations in the mysterious world abide by the rules that must not disturb the world of ordinary people, this only means that people with special abilities cannot interfere in ordinary society. ”

"But many organizations have their own subordinate organizations in the general world, such as the Old Town Tavern you just mentioned. ”

"Ordinary killers can receive bounties for killing ordinary people through intermediaries, and those with abilities can buy bounties that are exclusive to those with abilities, and that's it. ”

"And about entering the dark streets......"

"Mr. Cliff, maybe you really don't know, Black Street is not a real street, although I mistook it for one at first. ”

"Black Street is just the name of the organization, and all areas under the jurisdiction of Black Street are the territory of Black Street, so even if you just walk into a tavern under the influence of Black Street, you can be called entering Black Street. ”

Sweat and blood flowed together, and the younger brother in the black suit quickly explained, while silently praying in his heart, hoping that he and his eldest brother could see a new round of sun.

Bill calmed down after hearing the explanation, and the answer was acceptable to him, and a smile was put back on his face.

"I see, I'm so sorry, Mr. Slayer, I'm so excited!"

"Since you are so serious about explaining it to me, I must also fulfill the promise I just made and send you away!"

The eyes of the brother in the black suit bloomed, he couldn't close his mouth happily, Bill stretched out his index finger, and the thorny rattan that tied his brother and the black suit quickly relaxed, and the end of the rattan was connected to the fingertips and quickly retracted into Bill's body.

The younger brother who regained his freedom ran straight to the black suit despite the blood flowing from his body, he didn't think that he would really be able to live!

He wants to leave as soon as possible with his eldest brother......

Leave......

......

"Huh?"

"Big brother, I'm obviously getting close to you, but why does it seem to be getting farther and farther away from you now?"

The scene in the younger brother's mind before his consciousness dissipated was a picture of him quickly approaching the black suit and suddenly flying into the sky.

He was still running below his hips, but his upper body had already crossed a blood-spurting arc in mid-air.

His eyes finally rolled upward, and he saw the man holding a sharper ghosttooth scythe, still in the same position as he had been at the end of the harvest.

The scythe, in the crimson moonlight, was beautiful.