Chapter 280 So Much

"I think you are too worried. Wo Jin is stubborn. As long as he is sure of one thing, he won't hear anyone shouting from behind. It's normal for him to turn around and run away before he hears me calling him.

Bar."

"Are you an idiot?"

Madge, who was wearing sunglasses and holding her hands in her pockets, walked side by side on the street with Nobunaga, who had his hand on the handle of a knife at his waist. She sarcastically said.

Nobunaga scratched his head: "Are you trying to say that someone is pretending to be Wo Jin? What's the purpose?" He glared at him, "What if Wo Jin is with us and the other party is pretending to be Wo Jin?"

Aren’t you exposing yourself? It would be more appropriate to pretend to be our suspected missing former member, wouldn’t it?”

Ma Qi said coldly: "Maybe it's just because Wo Jin's tall appearance is more eye-catching and easier for us to see."

"How can there be such a hasty reason!" Nobunaga complained, "Besides, the suspicion is not a nest fund, it is just your intuition, there is no evidence!"

Madge didn't object.

It's hard to say Nobunaga. Because from the past to the present, Madge's intuition has never been wrong. In this world where the power of Nian exists, "intuition that has never been wrong" must not be treated casually as good luck. This is definitely

Madge was born with a certain talent...

The two of them exchanged glances from the corner of their eyes and turned into a side alley simultaneously.

Suddenly, a white pigeon chased after him. The two people who turned into the alley were reflected in its fiery red eyes. It also hurriedly flew in, but missed. The two people could not be seen in the depths of the alley.

figure.

So it pretended to be a white dove passing by and flew forward for a certain distance, but still found nothing.

Suddenly, a silk thread that was difficult to discern with the naked eye wrapped around the white pigeon's neck as it twisted around to observe.

The silk thread was lightly tightened, and the white pigeon's head separated immediately.

Thought threads are not stained with blood.

The other end of the line was connected to Madge's finger. She walked out of the darkness.

She is a transformation type, able to turn Qi into threads, so the thread of thought must always be connected to her body. After all, she is not a release type that can maintain the power of Qi over a long distance.

"It's just a pigeon." Nobunaga walked out from another shadow, holding the handle of the knife and observing the white pigeon that fell to the ground and the severed head in the pool of blood, and said to himself, "You are too suspicious.

?”

In the pool of blood, the white dove's body was missing, and only the fiery red eyes of the bird's head were still staring at the two of them.

"Intuition." Madge retracted her thoughts and turned around coldly.

"Since it's your intuition..."

Nobunaga was about to leave, but after hearing what Madge said, he paused for a moment before following Madge's footsteps again.

The moment his footsteps stopped, he drew out the samurai sword from his waist at a speed that could not be distinguished by the naked eye, and slashed dozens of times on the white pigeon in the pool of blood on the ground. When he followed Madge, the body of the white pigeon in the pool of blood was

It shattered into dozens of pieces, literally shattering all over the ground.

With such intensive cutting, the star mark on the white pigeon was naturally not spared. It was shattered and the white pigeon died completely.

On the rooftop in the distance, the feathers of the rock bird are exploding, as if to say, fortunately it is not the one that was followed in the past!

…

In the evening, it was dark.

Kurapika returned to the hotel and asked, "Do you still have the transformation talisman?"

Jing Yang, who was playing military ceremonial chess with Xiaodi in the living room of the hotel room, glanced at him and said, "If you want this talisman, you can just make it again. But you, do you need to run all over the city again?"

"..." Kurapika sat down, "I'm not tired."

A cup of tea was handed over to him. Kurapika looked up and saw a tray floating in the air. Looking closer, it turned out to be Jing Yang's Nianju Jade-faced Taoist Priest. She made a pot of tea and brought it over to the three people in the room.

One offering.

Jing Yang raised his glass and smiled: "I like to integrate spiritual practice into every bit of life. It's more relaxing this way, what do you think?"

"Isn't it more tiring to practice 24 hours a day?"

Kurapika took a sip of tea and relaxed slightly, "Where is Menqi?"

"Went to the city to visit restaurants." Xiaodi observed the chessboard situation and made the next step, saying at the same time, "She said she couldn't take any time off. Every time she went to a new place, she had to taste all the food and try all the ingredients before leaving.

You have to go to every restaurant and meet every chef..."

Before she finished speaking, the door was opened again, and Men Qi walked in and said, "You think I'm the same as you? I'm a serious professional hunter, the kind who can get a one-star rating very quickly!"

Jing Yang said: "It smells like a hotel."

"What do you know about the aroma of food?" Men Qi said, "Can you tell how many restaurants I visited today, how many dishes I tasted, what ingredients and seasonings were used, and what kind of heat-"

Before he finished speaking, Kurapika suddenly rushed to the hotel window, and Jing Yang's eyes instantly turned red when he saw him.

"What?" Men Qi was puzzled.

call!

The cold wind blew into the house, and Kurapika jumped out without thinking.

"Brother, this is the 15th floor." Jing Yang was speechless and took a look. In the dark night in the distance, on the street about 300 meters away, a burly figure tore the man who looked like a patrolman into two.

Half a century later, the surrounding crowd suddenly dispersed.

A bit of cold breath invaded Jing Yang's heart, turning into a point of death energy on the death energy panel.

Kurapika had already jumped down, and the big skeletal hand emerging from his body grabbed the hotel wall and slid down.

"then!"

Jing Yang took a "Jie Feng Talisman" from the sleeve of the jade-faced Taoist nun and threw it down.

After receiving the talisman, Kurapika immediately crushed it and burned it. He seemed to be flying on the wind in the night, gliding towards the place where the chaos occurred at high speed.

"Is it Wojin?" Xiaodi asked.

"Yeah!" Jing Yang said. Although Kurapika was specifically attacking the brigade, he couldn't be left alone to go on a rampage. Jing Yang gave a small piece of "Jiefeng Talisman" and the two of them walked in the wind together.

, like two feathers falling downstairs of the hotel.

In the night, there were police sirens and noisy voices in the distance ahead. Kurapika lowered his head and walked back.

"Disappeared..." Kurapika murmured to himself, "Suddenly disappeared after such a short distance."

Xiao Di raised her head and saw Men Qi sticking her head out from the window on the 15th floor and waving.

Jing Yang said: "It was in vain!"

——

At noon, the restaurant in the largest local casino is even more lively. However, no matter how frustrated or proud the gamblers are in the casino, they dare not let loose in this territory where well-trained security guards are everywhere.

Unless, you have skills better than all these security guards.

Men Qi was casually tasting a bite of the dessert made by the chef in the restaurant with a trembling and expectant look as if he was an apprentice. Suddenly, he heard the sound of an argument. He turned around and saw that it was several gamblers rushing to a dining table.

He was yelling something in a panic and uncontrollably.

There were only three people at the dining table, two women and one man. The man was tall and burly, with a square head and long earlobes. There were hideous scars on his face and his eyes were lifeless. He looked like a muscular murderer who escaped from a mental hospital. There were two women, and one was a tall blonde.

The sister with big breasts has the temperament of a white-collar office worker, and the other is a fragile little girl with short white hair, who is happily grabbing the dessert of the muscular square-headed man at the same table to eat.

The one who caused trouble among those embarrassed gamblers was the white-collar-looking sister among them. Men Qi was too far away and Men Qi couldn’t hear what they were arguing about, but the apprentice-like restaurant chef was not surprised and said: "

It's just that after losing everything, you think the other party is some kind of cheater, and when you have a mental breakdown, you come to fight with the opponent to death! It's really ridiculous, in this casino, no one dares to cheat..."

Men Qi was noncommittal and thought to herself: "If you use your mind power to cheat, does that count as cheating?"

At this moment, the little white-haired girl at the table seemed to be annoyed. She picked up a fork and stabbed a debt-collecting gambler to death from the lower jaw. She said dissatisfied: "We are eating, you are so noisy!"

Casino security quickly arrived and took both parties away.

Neither the square-headed muscular man nor the big-breasted sister with a white-collar temperament made any resistance, but the white-haired girl looked like she was going to kill anyone who got in the way of her meal, so she was patted down by the square-headed muscular man's big hand.

Give comfort to the top of your head.

"What a vicious little brat..." The chef was stunned for a moment, "It's two adults who are sensible and know how to be powerful."

"Is that so?" Men Qi said.

Ten minutes later, the three of Franklin walked out of the casino. He handed the handkerchief to Pak Noda, who wiped the blood on his hands, and then leaned over to wipe the blood splattered on his cheeks and white hair with Yongjia Hakel.

Blood beads.

"They are so ridiculous," the little white-haired girl Yongjia blew her nose with a blood-stained handkerchief, "I am not a human being, and yet I am begging for mercy... What is the monster thinking when it begs the hero for mercy? I really don't understand it! Ah.

,Cat Cat.”

She said that when she saw a stray cat walking by the roadside, she happily went over to pet it.

Paknotah watched her playing with the stray cat and shook her head at Franklin.

After they left, the stray cat stayed on the street, watching their backs silently, and suddenly tugged on the ear - behind the ear, a rose gold five-pointed star seemed to be filled with the waves of thought.

On the street lamp, there is a row of white doves, and under the wings of each white dove, there is a very tiny rose gold five-pointed star.
To be continued...