Walking out of the dirty alley and onto the same dirty street, Zhang Luo and Frankenstein followed the map route shown in the Executioner's Eye and walked in the direction of the venue. Shahed, like a ghost, followed them. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Since the two leaders of the Strange Tales Research Society appeared in human bodies, and ordinary people couldn't see the black-robed shadows behind them, their appearance didn't make the pedestrians on the street pay too much attention.

The slum is full of beggars and gang members armed with cold weapons such as baseball bats, and it seems that the Paris police do not manage the area very well, so that the place is on the verge of "abandoning treatment".

In order to avoid attracting the attention of the Monster Administration, where heretical gatherings are usually held, the trio walked through the filthy streets covered in garbage and soon found themselves in front of a four-story house with graffiti-painted walls that looked hip-hop.

"This is it." Frankenstein said as he pushed open the wooden door at the top of the staircase and entered the hallway where the light conditions were poor.

Overall, the place was cleaner than the heretic safe house in Los Angeles, but it still had a dirty and messy atmosphere.

The dusty walls are covered in colorful graffiti, as if they were once occupied by the mobs. Most of the doors on both sides of the corridor were sealed with wooden planks or iron chains, and Zhang Luo even saw a few bullet holes in the wall......

"The conference room is on the third floor." Frankenstein walked briskly up the stairs, and Zhang Luo immediately followed.

Judging from what we have learned before, the meeting of the executioners' camp is not an ordinary group of people sitting in the same room to discuss, but uses new technology. However, Zhang Luo is still skeptical about what new technology can be used in this kind of broken place.

Walking up the dusty staircase to the third floor, just entering the dim corridor, Zhang Luo suddenly opened the space device that had been reinstalled on his right hand, took out the water monster's tooth from the storage space, pointed the extremely sharp blade at the shadow at the end of the aisle, and said with a smile:

"You'd better get out of here, or I'll cut off your head."

"He deserves to be the leader of the research society." An admiring male voice came from the shadows.

When she heard that voice, the girl in military uniform beside Zhang Luo suddenly stopped her movements and clenched her small fists slightly.

"Othello...... Frankenstein whispered, a rare hint of anger in his voice.

"He's Othello?"

Hearing the name of this person who was regarded as an enemy by Jason, Zhang Luo was about to ask what was going on, but he saw that the person who was hiding at the end of the corridor just now had already strode forward, stood in front of Zhang Luo and Frankenstein, and bowed politely:

"We meet again, Miss Frankenstein." He said.

Dressed in a neat black suit, he wasn't too tall, and his disheveled white hair showed a pair of dull eyes and a slightly childish face, making it difficult to tell his true age.

"Traitor, have you joined the executioners again?" Frankenstein said coldly.

Faced with the question of his original "boss", the man in the suit did not refute, just smiled slightly, nodded and said: "I only serve the person with the highest price, and the Monster Administration Bureau can't come up with the money now." ”

As soon as these words came out, Frankenstein's fists clenched tighter, and before she could speak, the dark figure that had been standing behind floated to the front, stretched out her right hand, which was only white bones, and pulled out a short scimitar with a strange shape and curved into a C shape from her arms.

"Do you want to die?" Mustafa's scalp-ting, old voice floated out from under the pitch-black hood.

Facing the tall and thin figure full of murderous aura in front of him, the man named Othello didn't mean to be afraid at all, just teased: "Don't be like this, old man, I still miss you." ”

"......" Zhang Luo did not make a sound.

Although the other party looked unreliable, Zhang Luo could completely see that this person's performance was just a skilled performance. This guy must have been used to lying, and this kind of existence is actually much more tricky than those who come up and shout to kill......

Thinking of this, Zhang Luo quietly used the eyes of the executioner and sent a message to Frankenstein:

"What's going on with this Othello?"

"He used to be one of our original members, but then defected to the Monster Administration with some of my equipment for money." Frankenstein replied quickly.

"Then why don't we quietly do him now?" Zhang Luo licked his lips.

As if seeing through what he was thinking, the short man bypassed Mustafa, stood in front of Zhang Luo, and stretched out his right hand very politely: "You are Zhang Luo, right?" I've been looking up to the Daimyo for a long time, and I've long wanted to meet the new leader of the Strange Talk Society—besides, I have a life detector on me, and as soon as that thing breaks down or I die, it will immediately transmit the sound and image information it has now gathered to the Executioner's headquarters. ”

"Oh?" Hearing this, Zhang Luo was not too surprised, stretched out his right hand and shook it with the guy, and said with a smile: "You are quite good at playing." ”

-- Since this kind of guy dares to appear in front of Frankenstein openly, he naturally has a way to go. Zhang Luo had also thought of this a long time ago. Now, if they kill Othello, they will kill the hired members of the Executioners' camp, and they will have to break with the Executioners completely.

"Of course." Othello stood in place and looked at Zhang Luo, with a little smugness in his voice: "Actually, I care more about you than Little Fran, and the reason why I came here this time is to meet you, friend." ”

As soon as these words came out, before Zhang Luo could answer, he saw a message from Frankenstein appear in front of him:

"Don't let him fool you."

Zhang Luo patted the shoulder of the girl next to him, and suddenly showed a lewd smile on his face, and asked, "What's the matter, am I famous?" ”

As a guy who doesn't know how to write the word "humility" at all, Zhang Luo is still more interested in his current reputation.

"Of course, the new leader of the Strange Talk Research Society is already more famous than the two fools in seclusion, and you are now a monster on par with Frankenstein." The corners of Othello's mouth raised: "To be honest, I'm still interested in 'that part' of you......"

"I don't do it, thank you." Zhang Luo narrowed his eyes.

Hearing this, Othello suddenly burst out laughing nervously, and then sighed meaningfully: "I didn't mean that, you'll understand later." ”

After speaking, the man completely ignored Frankenstein next to him, turned away under the girl's hateful gaze, and disappeared into the shadows at the end of the corridor, obviously using the portal to escape.

It wasn't until he was sure that Othello had gotten out of the house that Zhang Luo asked, "What did this thing do before?" ”

It sounds like Othello didn't just come to chat, but for some other purpose. As for his purpose, it must have something to do with the man's specialization......

"Genetic engineering and cloning." Frankenstein whispered, "He was my deputy. ”

"Oh?" Zhang Luo raised his eyebrows.

Thinking back to the contact just now, he didn't leave Othello enough opportunity for that guy to clone himself, and even if he had quietly collected something, it was impossible for him to make his own replica just by that. But......

"I know a little bit about where those clones from the Monster Administration came from."

Recalling the Wesk replicants he had met in the desert, Zhang Luo had a meaningful smile on his face.

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