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Chapter 923: The Scene of the Large-scale Mutual Confrontation Ahead Comes Again (2)

"The Book of Bloodborne? What's that? How come I've never heard of it? If there was such a thing, wouldn't Eve have been found a long time ago? You're so useless, aren't you? Patrick frowned, as if he had never heard the term.

Lorenzo wanted to hit someone again, "Can you talk well, are you itchy?" Or Assamai doesn't want it anymore. ”

Patrick rolled his eyes, "Am I wrong?" Did you and Morrow know that there was such a thing as the Bloodborne? I never knew. ”

Lorenzo was furious, "Didn't you know you said it a long time ago?" Maybe Eve has already been recovered. What can I do with that book now in Adler's place? You piece of shit. ”

"Who is the waste? Of course I have a way. You fix the door for me first! Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to do anything. Patrick suddenly felt the thrill of being a villain.

"Just knock down the door, you grind and grind, you are a woman? Why are you so verbose? Lorenzo thought Patrick was so long-winded, like a.

"Do you want to fix it? If you don't fix it, get out of here, and it's annoying to look at you. Patrick looked at Lorenzo with the same disgust.

"You say it again?" Of course, Lorenzo can't show weakness, even if he shows weakness in his heart, he will definitely not bow his head in his actions and words.

"Repair the door." Patrick repeated.

Lorenzo was impatient, and even his usual reserved and reserved weight disappeared, "Damn, repair, repair, don't you just break the door, chatter endlessly, hurry up." ”

Patrick waved his finger, Lorenzo snorted coldly and followed Patrick left and right into a spacious room inside, there was a huge circular pattern painted with blood on the floor of the room, the blood stains had not yet dried, it looked like it had not been painted for a long time, it was very likely that it had just been drawn by Patrick.

Lorenzo saw that Patrick was still trying, and he was slightly deflated.

"This is what Francis and Adler drew last time, but I tried it a few times and it didn't work." Patrick stared at the pattern and frowned.

"Are you sure you're not mistaken?" Lorenzo was skeptical.

"No way, you can question anything else, but you must not question my memory." Patrick was in a hurry.

Lorenzo glanced at him, obviously not dispelling his doubts, "You can do it for me." ”

Patrick was walking forward, and halfway through it, he suddenly remembered something, "What's the matter, you can do whatever you want me to do, you are the leader of the secret party, I am the leader of the neutral party, I am the same level as you, why did you order me?" I don't, huh. ”

Lorenzo was also accustomed to Patrick's sudden tsundere, and said lukewarmly, "Hold on, my daughter-in-law is waiting for me at home, I don't have so much time to ink with you." ”

Patrick was even more angry, "Fuck, if I hadn't obeyed you, would you have a daughter-in-law?" Your daughter-in-law should be my daughter-in-law now, so Eve won't be lost! So it's all your fault! ”

Patrick obviously doesn't remember to eat, Lorenzo's face is green, Lorenzo will say whatever Patrick hates, it really drives him crazy.

In the next second, Lorenzo had already flashed in front of Patrick, and with a punch a millimeter away from the tip of Patrick's nose, he stopped to speak, and a pair of inky blue eyes stared at "Give you a chance, tell me again!" ”

"Lao Tzu let you obey, otherwise Moro should be my daughter-in-law......" Patrick didn't finish his words, Lorenzo had already smashed off with a punch, and Patrick's nose was crooked with one punch.

Patrick, wiping a handful of blood from his nose, "I hate it when people hit me on the nose, you pervert." ”

Patrick didn't back down at all this time, turned over and pressed Lorenzo under him, and then hammered it indiscriminately, of course, Lorenzo was not easy to mess with, Patrick didn't take advantage of it, but smashed a few punches to the floor.

Lorenzo, of course, didn't show any weakness, kicked Patrick to the side, and then rode on top of him and slammed Patrick's head again.

The two of them didn't use their blood power, so they simply beat me and me, and finally the two people lay on the ground without any care, their eyes red.

After lying down for a long time, Lorenzo suddenly spoke, "You've vented enough, can you work?" ”

Patrick finally ran out of nonsense, got up and waved his hand, the almost dry summoning array on the ground had disappeared, and he scratched his finger and drew another summoning array on the ground against the notebook.

………………… I'm a line to divide..................

In addition to Betas and Barnett, who led the team to search the slums, but it was almost finished, and Barnett didn't want to go any further, here he was not only looking for Eve, but more importantly for him, he was looking for Dolores.

The most elite troops of the Demon Crypto Party searched not only in the slums, but also in Ales City and the entire Nord continent, but still found nothing. Barnett is about to despair, how can he not find a good living person? Morrow even united with the Centrist to find it, and even turned over the human world, and Barnett was really about to despair.

Barnett didn't even have a clue, he searched all the places where Dolores would go, the carriage was already ready at the entrance of the alley, the guards advised him to rest, and the guards could take turns to rest, but Barnett fought from beginning to end without a moment's relaxation, Barnett couldn't turn back, he couldn't go home, in fact, he hadn't been home since he came out, he didn't dare to imagine what a home without Dolores would be like.

His whole body was like falling into an ice cave, and only a silk thread led his entire heavy body before he sank, that is, to find Dolores.

Morrow followed for a day, but still found nothing, Barnett really couldn't bear to let Moro a pregnant woman run around all day to persuade Moro to go back, and he faced the overwhelming despair alone, every time he brought news, a nearly drowned Barnetra could go ashore to catch his breath, but then the next news would push him deeper into the abyss.

He was almost half-pushed and half-shoved by the guards into the carriage, and as soon as he sat down Barnett felt an overwhelming exhaustion welling up, and the coachman asked him where he was going, but he couldn't help but cover his mouth and nose first, and the well-dressed Minister of Justice now looked very depressed, and he had not bathed for a few days, and his beard was stubble, and his whole body looked like a lost soul.

"Your Excellency?"

"Your Excellency?"

After the coachman screamed a few times, Barnett came back to his senses and said weakly, "The palace of Ales." ”