The fire was relentless, and the shattered wood carvings and wooden objects in the house provided excellent fuel for the fire to spread. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Roger slipped away and untied a policeman in the police car: "Let's go, there is time to remember, while I am not wanted by the whole country now, hurry up and ......"

"Where do you want to go?" said the witch's angry voice from the fire.

The hall that had been enveloped in flames, but did not swallow the tall witch, presented a strange vacuum within half a meter of her body, and with each step forward, the flames in front of her flinched, and the flames behind her filled the ground she walked on.

The witch ran out as fast as her feet did not touch the ground, and it seemed that she had more difficulty coping with the scorching heat of the fire than she had imagined.

"We're going to book a good spot at Highgate Cemetery in London!" Roger laughed, didn't close the door, put the gear brake on the accelerator, the engine roared a few times, and the police car rushed towards Angel Witch.

It was a Ford Tempo, full of horsepower, the chassis snapping on the steps, still fiercely pressed against the witch.

From starting the car to rushing over, the witch didn't have much time to react, she maintained the fire exorcism charm, and only had time to put a shield on her body, so she ate the blow and flew back into the fire.

The boy drove forward and blocked the gate, then climbed out of the driver's seat and got out of the back door.

After getting out of the car, Roger hurriedly ran to the car he had snatched earlier, turned around and found his position, and waited for the witch to come out again.

The masonry on the top of the manor had become crispy from the heat of the fire, and after a few muffled sounds, the attic at the top was already showing some signs of collapse.

The witch crawled out of the front of the Ford with white smoke and blocked the front of the Ford, and her skills were no different from ordinary people, and if there was no magic, everyone present except Aunt Elizabeth could beat her ten.

The witch stood on the roof of the car with her head bowed, her long and supple hair became dry and twisted, and the cracks on her body became deeper, and she came out of the fire again, making it difficult for her to completely protect herself.

Roger stepped on the accelerator and was about to repeat his old trick, but he saw the witch raise her head violently, as if she was struggling to do it with all her might.

The flames behind her spilled out a little, and under the witch's control, they turned into countless fist-sized firebirds, flapping their wings and circling behind her.

"Kill them!" cried the witch with a flip of her palm, as if genuinely enraged.

These little birds, which looked quite cute in Roger's eyes, instantly turned into a chasing death, and crashed into everyone present in various arcs.

Roger, who bore the brunt of the attack, was the first to feel the power of these cute creatures, and the windshield didn't stop them for even a second, and the rest flew in and unceremoniously launched a suicidal attack all over the boy's body.

The impact of these firebirds was not very powerful, but after the collision exploded as usual, and the boy felt that a lot of flesh was missing from his body.

But now he can't care about this, he got out of the car with the bombing, this group of firebirds is a full-screen attack, don't forget that Aunt Elizabeth is an ordinary person!

The aunt was actually not hurt, Caroline beside her saw the firebird rushing over and didn't care about any worries, her height of one meter four was instantly lengthened, and she threw her mother down to protect her, and one by one the firebirds bombarded her back, and the pain involuntarily made her let out a muffled snort.

The vampire still gets the witch's eccentric care, and the birds that fly to him are the fewest birds, while Roger gets the most.

The luck of the policemen present was not very good, more or less divided into a dozen, ordinary people were bombed a few times and didn't want to live at all, but Alice held the sheriff hostage, supported by a meat shield shield, and luckily did not suffer any damage.

Although it was written for such a long time, the explosion was rapid and did not last for a few seconds, and before Roger could leave the car a few steps away, the bombardment had stopped.

Although the bones are not broken, there are almost no good places on Roger's body, the front and back are charred black, like a rotting corpse that has been eaten by hyenas, the jumping heart can be seen through the rib gap of the front chest, the left mandible was directly blown off, the skin and flesh on the right side barely hung and did not let it fall off completely, and the tongue was directly exposed and kept turning.

Roger didn't care about anything else, and ran to Caroline's side in a panic, the girl's hairy back was also dripping with blood, and the most seriously injured lower back was blown out of a bloody hole, and the lumbar spine was visible.

"Ha weak voice...... Ha weak sound! Tongue Society Ha...... What a hungry meat! Hugh Hugh a hi tongue...... (Caroline...... Caroline! Talk...... Anything, please...... Roger half-knelt on the ground and gently picked up his sister's upper body, holding her head carefully with one hand, because of the broken jaw of the half-pulled, and the words with a crying voice were slurred.

"Hold your jaw up...... The saliva on my tongue is almost dripping on my face......" Caroline reluctantly opened her eyes and said weakly in the usual bickering tone of the siblings.

Roger breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to laugh, but it was not easy to put on such an expression with damaged muscles on his face.

"Oh my God, Caroline, what's wrong with you!" exclaimed Aunt Elizabeth, who got up from under her sister and looked at her badly injured daughter.

"Ah...... Obviously, I'm a werewolf...... Don't make a fuss, OK?" said Caroline, pretending to be relaxed.

The aunt obviously didn't want to talk about this, but went to check the injuries on her body, but saw Roger's tattered head, and the nervousness and the fright and excitement at close range made the aunt faint without falling up in one breath.

"It seems that you little bastard is really unusual!" the witch approached step by step, looking at Roger who was still alive with a hint of surprise.

The boy gently put his sister on the ground, held his chin with one hand, and said affirmatively: "Seriously, I myself feel very unusual, it seems that my handsomeness has caused you a lot of trouble over the years......"

The witch snorted coldly and stopped talking, her arms swinging in an obvious attempt to cast a spell.

Seeing this, Roger hurriedly put his hands in a STOP pose, then held his chin with one hand, and took out a hundred dollars from his tattered pants pocket with the other hand and stretched it out in front of the witch's eyes.

The witch froze for a moment, and Roger hurriedly shook the money in his hand and said, "Big sister...... Even if you hang yourself, you have to rest, chase so hard, I owe you money...... Even if it's true, borrowing from usury can only be interested...... Let me go and take it to tea~"