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In border towns like Garth, gangsters are not just a group of unemployed vagrants who gather together to break the law, but they are also used as an important help to help the city lord manage the city's security. Due to the different positioning, there are also relatively large differences in function. However, for those at the bottom, this difference has no effect.

Like any local gang, these low-level people are still responsible for regularly going door-to-door to collect protection money, and then beating whoever they want to beat when they need to, and then running errands and so on in normal times, and that's it.

And the five people who once stood at the gate and looked at Brunei are exactly such a bottom.

Two of them are on the job of guarding the goal, and their duties are just goalkeepers. Because those who will really come to the Gars Gang will either come in through the side door, or they will be distinguished guests who need to go out to greet the big people, and at any time, they have no duty to open the door. Even if they stood there stupidly for a long time, dizzy from the noise of the knock on the door, they didn't need to open the door, and they couldn't open the door.

Usually this job is just boring, and most of the time it is quite idle, but when it was the turn of the two of them, they encountered a stupid thing about a stupid boy with a sick brain who kept knocking on the door. I've vaguely heard about a ghost being caught and tied up in the building before.,This kid seems to have come to the door for this.。

But you said that you were so patient when you knocked on the door, and knocked out all the blood, why did Big Brother Doug say a few words and you left? Then what are you doing here? You just think we are too idle to block my brother, don't you?

Finally, seeing this stupid boy walk away, he closed the door and politely sent Big Brother Doug upstairs, and the two brothers relaxed a little. As an idle person in society who has no chance to be a mage, and therefore has only received enlightenment education, when encountering this kind of ghostly thing, he will naturally not shout "unfortunately", but will inevitably throw a few swear words to soothe the dissatisfaction in their hearts with today's bad luck.

But they didn't expect that today's bad luck was just the beginning.

When they heard the sound of the iron door again, neither of them paid much attention to it.

After all, I've been listening to it for so long, and now it's easy to tell that it's not a knock. It was probably a stupid bird that accidentally hit the door, or was squeaked by the wind. Either way, it's none of their business.

The first to notice the problem was the man standing on the left, maybe he knew more about the common sense of life, maybe he was more sensitive to the subtleties, in short, he was the first to think of the key question: "Will this huge iron door that will ruin the old nose when pushed open will really be blown by the wind?"

Then, before he could speak, the door that was supposed to open outwards was pushed open inward.

"Hello, is anyone there?" the monster that pulled the corners of his left mouth all the way to the base of his ear swaggered into the door.

"Ah, you haven't started to say hello here. This is not good, in a world where remote communication technology has developed and expanded, there is no one to use Haro, which is not at all in line with the trend of history. Deciding that, starting today, I'm going to make hello one of the basic ways to say hello!

After the monster said a bunch of words that no one here could understand, the ghost smiled, looked back at the two large iron doors attached to the wall, raised his left hand, and made a slight move, and the two things that were not so much called iron doors as large pieces of iron flew like this, and then smashed heavily on the floor, and the stone bricks of the floor were overwhelmed and gave birth to dense cracks.

The two pieces of iron themselves also made a "buzzing" roar, and the strong bass was dizzy and nauseous—the usual description didn't mean much to those present at the moment. Because only one person heard it.

"It's noisy. The monster's smile did not change in the slightest, he snorted coldly, snapped his fingers, and the vibration of the two iron pieces stopped instantly, and he turned his head and looked at the wall that had been cracked by the iron door just now, and his smile became more and more terrifying.

Two bloody human bodies stuck to the wall like two flatbreads, and the red water stains that exploded behind them were not as muddy and black as in common film and television works, but revealed a shiny and strange color. But none of this makes the scene interesting, and the broken bones protruding one after another are like white thorns growing out of the cracked earth.

The monster laughed happily, "This one is dead, but, oops?"

The monster walked over to the specimen to the left of the door, pinched the neck that should have been, and lifted the more alert guard up, the powerless body swaying limply, but it seemed clear that he was much more complete than the pie on the right.

The monster let go of his hand, and his neck had somehow returned to its normal appearance, and his neck stood out on the entire tattered body. The monster scoffed and raised its hand to give him a slap.

"Hmm......" The unlucky of the two unlucky low-level personnel in charge of guarding the gate opened his eyes, and what greeted him was an out-and-out monster with scarlet eyes like a devil and an inhuman smile on his face.

"Hey, little brother, do you recognize me?" the monster's tone was very pleasant, and the pitch was rising at the end of each sentence.

Hearing him ask, this low-level officer suddenly noticed that he used a yellowed white rag to cover the terrifying smile on the left side of the gums, and changed his eyes to black and white that was common in the empire, this monster seemed to be eighty percent similar to the tall child with a childish face before. Is it the kid's brother or something?" the underprivileged nodded desperately in fear.

"You guessed it wrong. But you're still nodding, obviously you thought you hadn't seen me. The monster's tone suddenly softened, but somehow, it made people feel that his smile became more and more terrifying, and the low-level personnel almost forgot the pain on their bodies, "You lied to me, it's not good." The reason why you didn't die just now was a magical blessing, a level 4 magic of the perpetual type, although it is nothing, it is still quite unusual to put it on you. You're someone's magic acolyte, aren't you?"

"No, that's right. I'm the magic acolyte of the Second Gang Master. "He has lost all superfluous thoughts under the torture of pain and fear, not to mention that he is not a strong person in the first place, so he only listens to the monster's question, and he pours beans into a bamboo tube and says everything," the second gang leader said that he didn't trust people outside, so he chose people from his own gang to be magic attendants. ”

"Oh, that's a casual way to do it, isn't it? The monster showed a look of distrust, but with a move of his fingers, the low-level personnel were speechless, and he muttered to himself, "For the Imperial mage, the magic attendant is an important role in providing his spiritual power to help him cast spells, and if he betrays, it will be very disadvantageous to the mage himself, but he chose such a guy...... Hey, your second gang leader, can't he be a third-turn mage, right? What about the big gang leader? Legendary mage?"

"How could it be. Only the second gang leader has the ability to cast spells, and he himself seems to be only a second-turn mage-"

Before the words of the low-level personnel were finished, they suddenly felt that their eyes were dark and they lost consciousness. The pain and fear that had tormented him since he came to his senses were finally far away from him again, and moreover, never to return.

"For the sake of you telling me this, I won't torture you, thank me. The monster casually threw the corpse of the low-level man whose neck was twisted 180 degrees to the ground, and when he turned around, his eyes became more and more scarlet against the background of the blood on his face, and he smiled at the gang that had gathered at the doorway, armed with a variety of sticks and knives.

"Did you see that? As long as you cooperate like him, you can die like this without pain? How, isn't it super excited?

Knowing that Suosuo's whispering sounded, they were naturally not discussing whether to kneel down and beg for mercy, but seeing the tragic scene of the two people at the two gates and the door, anyone with a discerning eye could see that this was a hard stubble, not a weak chicken that could be scared by playing ruthlessly, and no one was willing to shout to be the first bird. Eighty percent of this person is a mage, so it's better to leave it to the second master to deal with.

Just as they had almost come to the same conclusion, the monster spoke again: "No one wants to kneel and beg for mercy? However, since no one has fled, and no one has rushed up to hit me, I can also assume that you are cooperating and waiting for death. So—"

The corners of the monster's right mouth also grinned unbelievably, two hands stretched forward, the index finger stretched straight, the thumb was erected, the other three fingers were tightly retracted, and the right index finger was aimed at the thin man who was about to go to ask for help, and raised it suddenly: "Smack!"

In the puzzled eyes of everyone, a bloody hole the thickness of an index finger appeared in the back of the thin man's head, which penetrated through his forehead, and then, the thin man turned his head with a confused face, and watched everyone's eyes gradually turn into horror, opened his mouth, and without saying a word, he collapsed to the ground, losing his young life.

"Do you know how to fight guns?" the monster laughed, keeping its previous gesture and dancing.

His movements were stiff, eccentric, and devoid of beauty, but no one laughed except himself, which grew more and more maniacally.