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In the gloomy villa, men in black uniforms walked around the sofa, occasionally frowning and stopping to talk to others, as the night crept on, the indoor temperature became colder and lower, John rubbed his hands and exhaled into the palm of his hand.

"John, light the stove and start to cool down. ”

"No problem, boss!"

John is very diligent in his work, which is a habit he has developed since childhood.

Taking the matchbox from his bosom, John tore off the newspaper in the coffee table as a primer and lit the fireplace.

The temperature in the villa finally warmed up, which made the fat boss, who had been in the warm desert area all year round, feel much more comfortable, and he looked at the room that Bill had entered, thoughtful.

"Boss Fett, what are you waiting for now, that Williams imp can't be relied on at all, let's quickly search this ghost place, right?"

The black suit of the anxious child was the fastest in the room, the flower bow tie was just leaning back on the couch and yawning, and John's eyes wandered in the room where the fat boss and Bill were, not knowing what he was thinking.

"You two go upstairs together, John and I will start looking on the first floor, old Cliff's witchcraft research may be in the warehouse or basement, anyway, let's look for it first. ”

"Although Little Cliff told us to take care of ourselves, it gave me a bad premonition, so I acted carefully and couldn't let go of any clues. ”

The fat boss finally gave the order, and the black suit was excited to try, pulling the flower bow tie upstairs, and only the fat boss and John were left in the living room.

As a matter of course, they went over Bill's room and briefly checked the other rooms, because the fat boss was targeting Old Cliff's study or studio, and he was not interested in gossip.

Pushing open the doors of the bedroom and cloakroom in turn, there is a dull gas gushing out, old and lifeless, which perfectly describes the scene in the villa, and the dust is flying all over the sky.

They quickly finished inspecting the first floor, saying that it was just to look at the furnishings in the room, and if no notebook or scratch paper appeared, they would move on to the next room.

The fat boss decided to go outside to the warehouse to take a look, the windless but falling temperature with body temperature, they began to regret not carrying a woolen coat, but who knew that it was so cold in the Naldo estate?

As they walked out the door towards the warehouse, the fat boss noticed John's distraction.

"John, you seem to have been restless since yesterday, what are you worried about?"

“...... I don't know, but I had a strange feeling that came up when we entered Naya Village. ”

John scratched his head, although he was more concerned about Bill's affairs and wanted to find a chance to talk to Bill, he would never tell the fat boss about his distractions.

He casually came up with a reason, but he didn't expect the fat boss to nod?

"I feel the same way, as if I've been watched by someone......"

"It seems that this place is really not that simple, you are very close to me, the power of the Cliff family will increase at night, and the things he studied may also take the initiative to appear. ”

The fat man was a little weak-hearted, and quickly hummed twice.

They continued closer to the warehouse, where there were several houses made of stone bricks, granaries and cellars were the necessities of the estate, but there was only deserted land in the Manor of Naldo, which was of no use for the time being......

The black suit and the flower bow tie also inspect the villa according to the procedure of opening the door, inspecting the belongings, and leaving.

Wizards usually don't choose to place their labs close to the sun, which is what they hate the most, and if you do sorcery research at a high place, the probability of being discovered by the eyes of the Holy See will be higher.

So the task of a black suit and a flower bow tie is simple, just to prevent omissions.

In fact, it is not only the Odel Holy See and the Witch Hunters' Association that have a deep enmity with wizards, but most of the organizations in the mysterious world are interested in the study of wizards.

After all, wizards are equivalent to the mysterious source itself, and usually the boundaries of witchcraft that they can touch represent the level of witchcraft development in the mysterious world, and those who are more capable are only imitators of wizards' powers.

Therefore, only the arrogant guys of the Holy See are crazy about suppressing and destroying the wizarding power, and other organizations are willing to curry favor with and even secretly support some extremely crazy researchers on the basis of neutrality, so as to develop the strength of the organization.

Of course, most wizards are full of resentment towards ordinary people and the world, and do not associate with them at all, or capture them to practice their own witchcraft.

The composition of society is always so complex, and there are outliers in every group, but the Oude Holy See and the Witch Hunters' Association may have other ways to expand witchcraft techniques, and those who know this have speculated like this.

"Anything new?"

The flower bow tie leaned against the wall of the corridor with his hands crossed to read his watch, and in order to save his strength, he said to the black suit that no one would take turns to check the first floor, which was a good way to be lazy.

It was completely dark, and the flower bow tie randomly took two candlesticks from the wall and lit them, the darkness was very unfriendly to humans and would slow down the inspection of the room.

"Strange, why can't this room be opened?"

The black suit seemed to be in trouble, and he pulled the old, dull doorknob back and forth......

Gurgle, cluck, cluck!

The room seemed to be pressed against something, or maybe the door lock was rusty and stuck, and no matter how hard the black suit tried, it couldn't push the door open.

"Hey, come and help, there may be something hidden in it that Boss Fitt wants!"

The black suit yelled, but the flower bow tie still leaned over carelessly, the flickering flames lit up the dark night, and there was no dusk in the Nardor estate, only day and night.

He held the candlestick and yawned, muttering to himself, as if he had not noticed that the darkness was coming out of the crack in the door, gathering little by little......

"It's just that the door lock is broken, didn't you have a lot of strength when you hit me, why can't you even get a door?"

"Less nonsense, this is definitely not an ordinary reason why it can't be opened, you bring a gun, break the door lock!"

"You know my bullets can't be wasted, I'll pay you the money for the silver bullets when I get back!"

The black suit puffs up all his strength to pull the door, and his bright yellow face is swollen red in the candlelight, his personality is like this, he likes to go straight the most.

The flower tie lazily pulled out the repeating revolver, a modified weapon that was standard in the streets, and even though the streets were made up of capable people, firearms quickly became the most convenient and convenient weapon for centuries.

However, with the help of alchemists and engineers, the firearms of the capable are still different from ordinary firearms, at least in terms of bullets, and many special bullets are designed with specific designs.

The appearance of these equipment makes the originally weak ability also have the opportunity to fight back, but the disadvantage is that it is too expensive, the basic supplies of ordinary society are traded in pennies, and the special items circulating in the mysterious world are sold at double digits in gold pounds.

However, due to the limitation of the hardness of pure metal silver, there is no way to directly make gunpowder into bullet casings like copper, lead, steel and other metals.

It must be made of silver alloy by adding other metals, and then infused with special power in order to perfectly exert the suppressive effect of silver weapons on black power.

That's why the rabbit brothers will have no money to mend the knife.

"Tsk, I'm not short of bullet money, but are you sure you want me to break the door lock, the owner of this house is still there, maybe it's just that this door is locked inside, so you can't open it......"

"Shoot! You grinding and chirping sissy, I said a long time ago that men with flower bow ties are sissies, you are the negative teaching material!"

“......”

Bang, bang!

Bang bang bang——!

The revolver with the bow tie turned twice around the tip of his fingers, holding it firmly in his hand, he pulled the trigger with a blank face, and the bullet flashed in front of the black suit in an instant!

“......”

"You, you madman, you're crazy!"

"You're going to kill me!?"

The black suit shouted behind him in astonishment, the muzzle of the flower bow tie was not aimed at the keyhole, and the silver bullets flew almost against the tip of the black suit's nose and eyeballs, nailing a swirl pattern to the solid wooden door......

Shocked and reacting, the black suit quickly crashed into the flower bow tie, picked up the collar of the flower bow tie with one hand, and quickly hit him in the face with a fist with the other hand.

"I know you've been seeing me for a long time, and if Boss Fett isn't there, you're going to get rid of me, let me tell you, although I'm later than you, you don't want me to disappear!"

"You ......"

"Enough! calm down, look at the ground!"

The flower bow tie easily grabbed his fist, although his figure was covered by a black uniform, his muscle strength was undoubtedly revealed, and the strong man who was close to one meter nine tall had a resolute face and aimed his gun at the ground again!

The black suit finally came to his senses, realized what the flower bow tie had just moved, and immediately twisted his body to show a defensive posture, and quickly removed the syringe gun from his waist.

The shards of the shadow that remained on the door were pinned by silver bullets, like leeches caught in clips, and they were scattered on the ground from the shadows, hiding in the darkness beyond the candlelight, waiting for an opportunity.

"Shadow Sorcery!"

There was a slight shock and tremor in the voice of the black suit, and he shouted softly, lest he disturb the deeper darkness.

"Don't worry, it's just the remnants of power that overflowed from the room, and aren't you the best at dealing with shadows, otherwise how would Boss Fett take you out?"

"Shit!, who told you that those who are good at dealing with shadows dare to want to be shadows?"

"Prejudice, this is naked prejudice!"

Ignoring the noise and accusations of the black suit, the flower tie kept his eyes on the ground, and if the shadow fragments had a tendency to gather, he would not hesitate to shoot and break these diehards to pieces again!

But these shadows slowly crawled back from the bottom of the door, as if they knew the defensive intentions of the flower bow tie, and no longer made any offensive gestures.

When there was no longer a shadow of movement outside, the black suit seemed to exhale a long breath to soothe the mood.

"It's going back......"

"That's right, but it will come out again, let's not touch this room for the time being, and we will meet with Boss Fett for a while. ”

The flower bow tie rarely gave serious advice, and the black suit also felt for the first time that the predecessor was indeed reliable, and nodded quickly and shook his head, not knowing what to do.

Fortunately, there was a flower bow tie in command, and they crossed the room full of strange black shadows, and now the black suit did not dare to open the door by himself, and the next inspection work was all done by the flower bow tie, and the black suit only needed to hold the candlestick to illuminate the surroundings.

In a more cautious exploration, they found the sealed room for the second time, and this time the black suit did not make any more noise, but chose to follow the arrangement of the flower bow tie and crossed the room that could not be opened again, just noting down the room number......

......

In the dark, closed room, Bill watched through the crack in the door as the black suit and flower bow tie left, his brows wrinkled and his fists clenched.

The shadows on the ground are still being repaired, but the parts that are offset by the power of the silver bullets inevitably appear holes, and when the shadows are directly attacked, they are in pain, frustrated, and angry......

All the feelings that were suppressed by reason broke free from the unleashed honey pot, and his face inevitably distorted, full of doubts about the life of the failed hunt!

"I'm hungry, the power of the shadows must be replenished!"

"Damn Street Seeker, he almost became one with the shadows!"

His hunger had been there since before he came to the manor, but when he was surrounded by so many powerful people, he could only watch these people walk around.

When Williams' sister appears, the hunger pangs briefly disappear, but when he returns to the location of the members of the Black Street, he returns to his room and lies down......

This is the longing to return to the light!

When oppressed desires are approaching their limits, there's no reason to stop Bill from targeting these stupid street boys!

Eat the weakest black suit first, bury the flower bow tie in the black swamp, and then return to the original room through the shadow's ability to move as if he didn't know anything......

The flower bow tie spoils everything that Bill designed well!

"I'm going to eat them!"

Bill let go of his vows because he had to be given a steady stream of shadow power to sustain himself as the dominant player in the rest of the campaign before losing his mind.

But he can't do anything to the black suit, and according to the Black Street's organizational protection regulations, Bill can only do whatever he wants after being attacked or after he knows that he is about to be attacked.

He turned into a shadow again and returned to the room with the door locked, unless Bill wanted to expose his purpose, otherwise he couldn't have a fierce battle with the flower bow tie at the moment, the fat boss was not an ordinary person.

Bill could clearly feel how powerful he was.

And at the moment, Bill doesn't want to care about his sister and Williams's weird sexual fetishes at all, all he can do is try to keep himself rational.

"Wait, wait, I'm going to control my ......"

"Waiting for ......"

Unable to hold the paper in his trembling palms, Bill nestled on the bed, covered by a quilt, with one eye watching behind the black suit and the flower bow tie, he wanted to keep a firm grasp of the movements of the people in the manor......

“......”

"Damn, they're not going to the villa area where Williams' sister is, are they?"

"Why don't you listen to my advice, the Supremes?"

"You guys really deserve to die!"

When the quilt on her body kept shaking, Sister Guo knew that it was your son who ate it?

Bill closed his eyes tightly, and there was another layer of irritability in his heart!