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Chapter 106: Silver Plated Bullets

"Will that little devil named Dak come back for revenge?"

Martin couldn't help but worry about Alice.

"It's almost impossible." Gao Fei shook his head slightly, "If the little devil is eliminated in the human world, even if he doesn't really die, he will be greatly hurt, and even lower his rank and degenerate into a low-intelligence evil devil.

It’s hard to guarantee your own survival, so why talk about revenge.”

"Even if Dark holds a grudge, he can't cross the plane barrier and come back to cause trouble for Alice unless he is summoned again."

Jiang Feng added.

"The devil will not break into your house for no reason. There must be someone behind it. Has Dark revealed the identity of the messenger?" Gao Fei asked Alice.

"I don't know..." the little girl shook her head in frustration, "Duck never told me these things, but... Brad may know more."

"Very good, let's go visit Mr. Bullard next." Martin shouldered the shotgun.

As soon as everyone went out, they saw Mrs. Gordon and a group of servants guarding outside, looking very nervous.

Mrs. Gordon breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that her daughter was safe.

"Miss Quinn, I just heard the sound of fighting in the house. Are you okay?"

Jiang Feng shook his head and said to her: "Madam, we are all fine, but your family's trouble is not over yet. Next we have to go to the wine cellar."

"Okay, I'll show you the way!"

"Don't worry, we still need to make some preparations before that." Gao Fei said.

"What else can I do for you?" Mrs. Gordon asked.

"Find an empty flowerpot. In addition, we need silver coins. Thirty coins are enough."

Mrs. Gordon didn't know what he wanted these things for, but she immediately sent for flower pots and silver coins.

Gao Fei cleaned up the dust in the flower pot, put in thirty silver coins, and then shot three "scorching rays" at the silver coins piled in the pot.

The melting point of pure silver is only 962°C, and it melts into a liquid state in the blink of an eye due to the high temperature released by magic.

A ceramic flowerpot is equivalent to a simple crucible, capable of withstanding the burning of liquid silver at thousands of degrees Celsius.

Gao Fei used his "mage's hand" to grab a large handful of pistol bullets that had been prepared in advance, put them into a flower pot, evenly wrapped them with a thin layer of silver film, took them out and placed them aside to cool naturally.

Then, he used the same technique to coat Martin's shotgun bullets, as well as his and Jiang Feng's rapiers with a silver film.

This simple silver plating process cannot make the silver adhere to the surface of the sword blade and bullet for a long time, and it will fall off if it is bumped hard.

But it doesn't matter, it's just for temporary use anyway, as long as it can penetrate the devil's damage-reducing armor.

Both revolvers had magazines filled with silver-plated bullets.

Goofy put the pistol in his waist and asked Mrs. Gordon to lead the way to the warehouse where the wine cellar was located.

Opening the warehouse door, Jiang Feng immediately smelled the devil's breath. The pungent sulfur smell was stronger than the room where Duck lurked.

Martin asked the hound to explore the way, and then he, Gao Fei, and Jiang Feng walked into the dark warehouse.

Mrs. Gordon and Alice remained outside the door.

The mother and daughter were protected by a group of servants armed with guns.

There are messy gardening tools stacked in the warehouse. Near the corner, there is an escalator leading to the underground wine cellar.

When the Gordon family purchased this mansion, they also bought part of the old red wine collected by the original owner in order to entertain guests. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a devil's lair.

Gushang

Jiang Feng used the "Dancing Light Technique" to create four balls of light that hovered in the air and flew down the wooden stairs to dispel the darkness in the cellar.

The three people and one dog were illuminated by magic and walked down the stairs to the cellar.

They had tried to walk as gently as possible, but the old wooden steps still made a creaking sound.

The smell of red wine mixed with the smell of blood filled this airtight cellar, making people feel breathless.

In the cellar, there is a row of wooden shelves against the wall. Wine barrels are neatly stacked on the shelves, as well as many bottles of red wine.

In the open space in the center of the cellar, a simple altar was built with wine barrels and empty glass bottles.

Four bloody dog ​​heads were placed on the altar as a sacrifice to summon the devil.

"Hey, distinguished guests, welcome to Brad's Bistro. What would you like to drink? I'll treat you."

A little devil was sitting on the wine barrel. He looked like a fat doll with a naked butt. His skin was as red as coal fire, with a pair of black bat wings spread out behind his back, and a playful smile on his face.

"Are you Brad?" Martin held the shotgun and pointed the muzzle at the little devil opposite. "You sneaky little guy, if you don't want to die, tell me as soon as possible. Who sent you to the Gordon house to cause trouble?"

"Boss." The little devil replied casually.

"Who's the boss?"

"The boss is the boss. He always wears a mask and obviously doesn't want to reveal his identity. I'm just a humble wage earner. How dare I pry into the boss's privacy?"

Brad shrugged and spread his hands, pretending to be innocent.

"Relax my friends, don't you really want a drink?"

"Stop talking in circles! What did the so-called boss ask you to do at Gordon's house? It couldn't just be stealing wine, right?" Jiang Feng also joined in the cross-examination.

"What else can there be, other than creating chaos and panic? It would be better to seduce this family into corruption and sell their souls."

Brad flapped his wings and flew up to the wooden stand. He picked a bottle of red wine, opened it, and drank it hard.

Gao Fei opened the astrolabe to check the details of this little devil.

Brad's attributes are similar to Dak, but his HP is 10 points higher, and he also has an additional "Strong" specialty.

In terms of spells, Brad does not have the "disguise spell", but he has an additional "attribute enhancement", and his spell casting ability is slightly stronger than Dak.

As for the "boss" he refers to, he is probably the mysterious leader of the Blood Anchor Gang.

Considering James Gordon's tough stance on gangs, "The Boss" does have reason to give the police chief a bit of a look.

Brad and Duck, these two little devils, are the vanguard of the war between police and robbers.

Brad burped loudly and said to himself:

"The boss first summoned Duck and asked him to cause trouble for the family, in order to warn the male owner of the family to mind his own business."

"Lazy Dak just wanted to be lazy, so he managed to build this altar and asked me to help him work."

"By the way, have you met my friend Duck?"

"Dak has been killed by us, and his treacherous and despicable soul has gone back to hell." Martin sneered, "It will be your turn next."

"Oh, my lord Asmodeus!"

Brad exclaimed and threw away the empty wine bottle, looking very sad and even squeezed out two tears.

"Poor Dark, my lover, I'm afraid he has degenerated into an ugly lemur at this moment. I really feel sad for what happened to him!"


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