Chapter 770: Murder
The gloomy world filled with the dull sound of falling rain suddenly sounded two crisp bangs, and in the sound of falling rain that disturbed the trajectory of the fall, two men wearing black coats and hats with cold faces suddenly appeared in front of the postman.
Sudden appearance is true, in the true sense of the word.
Bang Bang β
The postman was stunned, and he stared at the two men who appeared in front of him with round eyes on his face, and his expression was like a ghost!
Lawrence frowned, he only looked there when he heard the movement, and he didn't see the whole process of the two men appearing, so he was not as shocked as the postman, but this did not mean that he didn't realize that something bad was about to happen.
Because of the angle, Lawrence in the gap could see the two gloomy men opposite the postman, but these two men were not easy to see him, when the two men looked around vigilantly, Lawrence quickly retracted his head, and the killing in the air made Lawrence's blood flow wildly in the old body!
"Y-you-"
The postman had a big mouth and a big bulging cheek, as if he had an egg stuffed in his mouth.
"Ghost Ghost"
No matter how stupid he was, the postman knew that the two men in front of him were not good, and his eyes were clearly full of contempt and
The postman threw away the bicycle he had managed to pick up, turned and ran, his instinct telling him that he had to stay away from these two men, and if he didn't want to die, how dare they kill people in the street!
"All Petrochemicals--"
One of the two people who descended had a brown stick out of his sleeve, and his grunting was weakened by the sound of falling rain, which Lawrence couldn't hear clearly, but that didn't prevent his heart from twitching violently after the image he saw.
Lawrence had expected the two men to pull out a silencer-filled pistol from his trench coat, and then, in the smoke of gunpowder, it was not uncommon for the postman, who did not know which big man had provoked, to fall in a pool of blood, and Lawrence, who had followed the two masters in a brutal mall for most of his life, had seen this happen at least four or five times.
And then the truth was much more ridiculous than he expected!
Lawrence, who was wearing reading glasses, could barely see with all his eyesight, one of the two people who suddenly appeared, a small stick popping out of his sleeve, and then, the falling rain was disturbed by the sudden air current, and when the wind stirred the postman's poncho, the body of the fleeing postman froze!
Motionless!
The postman kept running in a funny position, with one foot on the ground and the other in the air, waving two hands at his side
It was obviously impossible to maintain balance in this position, and under Lawrence's horrified gaze, the postman fell on his side on the wet ground, heavy but still immobile.
The fallen postman was facing the narrow gap across the street, and he immediately remembered that there was an old man hiding in that gap, and he tried desperately to cry for help, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not make any sound, he could not even blink his eyes, and could only let the rain wash over his pale, desperate cheeks.
Da, da, da-
The two men stepped forward at the same time, and they passed the fallen postman, not glancing at him, but at the package on the back seat of the bicycle that had fallen again.
Lawrence didn't dare to call himself a big man, but following the two masters, he thought he had seen some people in the world, but what happened next completely subverted his perception of the world!
A man showed his stick again, and then, with a slight tremble, several packages that had fallen to the ground slowly floated up from the ground, floating past them, showing the side with the shipping and receiving addresses affixed to them.
Bang, bang, bang
There was a strange noise again in the deflated corner.
A man waved his stick, and the thumping box opened, and many colorful boxes and bags flew out of it, but this was not the focus of Lawrence's attention, his eyes widened, staring at a few things that were fixed in the air by an inexplicable force, but still struggling, and finally figured out what was moving!
The frog looks like a frog, but. Black?
Black frogs, that's a rarity!
So, these two men with such incredible skills are eyeing the postman's package, and they want to rob it?
"It's these parcels, and the news is registered at the Hogsmeade Post Office, that's right--"
"Violation of the Wizard Secrecy Act. Bad luck--"
"The above requests. It's not enough to be unlucky, it has to be serious, those two people at Hogwarts. Unsolvable trouble! β
Lawrence finally controlled his astonishment, and stopped thinking about how the frogs were suspended in mid-air, and turned his attention to the two men, who were whispering something to face to face, but at this distance, he could not have heard what they were plotting.
Two minutes later, the two men finally came to an agreement, and they looked together at the rain-soaked postman.
In his heart, Lawrence had already pronounced the death sentence of the hapless postman, but when the eyes of the two mysterious men fell on the postman, Lawrence still felt a tingling in his scalp.
The few frogs that floated in the air, except for one, were released.
The drenched frogs immediately escaped from the place of right and wrong, and they staggered and disappeared into the drainage pipes as fast as they could, through an iron fence embedded in the ground by the side of the road.
And the rest of the oneβ
Lawrence's tightly clenched gaze drifted to the postman, who was lying on the ground across the street.
Under the control of an inexplicable force, the black frog floated into the open mouth of the immobile postman and arched into his throat!
Not!
The postman's gaze straightened suddenly, his immobile body suddenly trembled violently, a strong and painful feeling of suffocation continued to torment his nerves, his eyes full of despair began to roll upward, and the whites of his bare eyes were crawling bloodshot at a speed visible to the naked eye!
The two men in the black trench coats remained motionless, just watching the scene indifferently, quietly waiting for the Muggle to die.
The postman's struggle didn't last long, but Lawrence, who watched this scene, felt that every second he had experienced felt like a century, and in the cold and rainy weather, his back and forehead were soaked with fine sweat!
When the postman didn't move at all, he subconsciously held his breath and exhaled lightly, and a fainting feeling crept into his mind!
"Do you want to clean up?"
"It's already a lot like an accident scene, you don't have to do anything--"
The one who was the dominant of the two said,
"Inform the Muggle police and the ministry will get word next. I'm sure the big guys have already made arrangements for how to use itβ"
After exchanging for a while, the two of them looked around again, and the dominant person did find the narrow small gap in the opposite street, but it was not an alley that could be passed through people, just a gap between two buildings, and after scanning his eyes, he felt that it was unlikely that a Muggle would be stupid enough to drill into it, and he withdrew his gaze,
"Let's go--"
He said.
(End of chapter)