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Chapter 1865 Hale and Moriarty

The short-haired man narrowly escaped death and took a long breath. He saw the three villains surrendering to the intruders without saying a word, raising a flaming end and swinging the stick. The ice on the stick weakened the flames and the flames surged. One stick made seven

The huge fire stick, which was about 30 meters thick and more than 30 meters long, was suddenly thrown down along the entire street.

Boom~!!!

Fire was flying everywhere, the ground rocks were overturned, and the relatively smooth streets were smashed to pieces. The surrounding houses were also destroyed, and many buildings collapsed.

After the smoke and dust dissipated and the flames dissipated, the short-haired man's cold eyes carefully searched every brick and stone on the broken street: "There are no bodies? Are they all burned to ashes?"

When I was questioning, a cold voice floated over.

"You're so cruel when we first meet..." Bing Zhixie's toes gently landed on the crumbling high wall, and three villains landed on the roofs of buildings of different heights within ten meters of him: "Not very

All right!"

The short-haired man was stunned and looked up at Bing Zhixie, only to see a ray of silver moonlight draw a graceful arc in the night sky and quietly fall beside him.

"It was dodged~!" The man was surprised, and pointed the copper stick in his hand at Bing Zhixie: "A monster that does many evil things, the 'Sin Binding' in my palm is incompatible with evil." The man jumped into the air, and the stick spun in the palm of his hand.

Pushing forward, Shuang Jin with the power of ice was sent out from the end of the stick to hit Bing Zhixie.

Poof~!

Shuang Jin was blocked by the palm of the third evil being called "Lace". The dark force in front of its palm was like a flat and square transparent mirror. Shuang Jin hit it and expanded into a large ice vine and formed a shell. However, Bing Zhixie

No longer behind the protection of 'lace'.

"It's called 'Suppression of Sin', then..." Bing Zhixie appeared in front of the short-haired man only a few dozen centimeters in a blink of an eye: "...What crime do I have?"

The short-haired man jumped back in fright and looked at the black-haired young man in front of him as if in a dream. After a few seconds, he woke up from the disbelief and knew that if the other party took action, his life would be gone.

Qiang carried the copper stick behind his back peacefully and said: "Those three guys exuded cold corpse aura, and they are clearly corpse monsters controlled by evil magic. Of course you are in the same group with them..."

"So what crime do I have?" Bing Zhixie asked again: "Or what crime do they have?"

"This..." The short-haired man couldn't explain why.

At this time, a man with short silver hair, wearing a red leather jacket, and black metal protective gear, about 1.8 meters tall, and carrying a large sword fell from the house and landed on the street where they were.

Bing Zhixie recognized this man. He was the one who had been chasing the child who set the fire just now.

This man casually dusted off the dirt on his body and walked towards Bing Zhixie and the others. He looked at Bing Zhixie first, then at the short-haired man: "You..."

"So I don't even know you." The slightly nervous man with short hair relaxed.

"Didn't anyone catch him?" Bing Zhixie asked the silver-haired man. Judging from his appearance, he should have returned without success.

The silver-haired man said: "I was blocked by someone."

"oh!"

The silver-haired man knew that the young man in front of him who was questioning him had also been chasing behind him, and said: "Sheila is a cunning guy. She has committed dozens of crimes around the world, and no one has ever caught her. I have been pursuing her.

It was originally a good opportunity to get here, but a few puppets suddenly appeared and blocked me, allowing her to run away."

"puppet……"

"What?" The silver-haired man glanced at Bing Zhixie.

"I think I've met him before," Bing Zhixie said.

"There are not many people who are good at controlling puppets, and here they are." The silver-haired man held his chin in his hand and thought: "When did the girl who played with fire have an accomplice who can control puppets?"

The short-haired man asked: "You seem to know the person who set the fire very well?"

"Yes." The silver-haired man said, "I am a bounty killer, and she is my target."

"Bounty killer?" The short-haired man looked up and down at the silver-haired man and thought: "Your appearance and the sword beside you are very similar to the famous bounty hunter Moriarty in the mainland. Ah, you are Moriarty!"

The silver-haired man asked: "When did I become a famous person?" When he saw someone recognizing him, there was no joy or complacency on his face, and he still looked solemn.

The short-haired man said: "I have heard people say that you are a killer who specializes in killing other people's heads to earn bounties. The people you kill are all villains and criminals who have done many evil things. I am Hale, a practitioner who has traveled far and wide.

"

"Are you here to earn the bounty too?"

"No, not entirely. There are disasters and evil things happening here, that's why I came." Hale has some good feelings for Moriarty.

Moriarty asked: "Then why did you fight?"

"this……"

Moriarty looked at the three ugly guys who came to Bing Zhixie: "Maybe it's because of these three corpse monsters."

Hale said: "I heard you said he was also chasing the person who set the fire. It seems it was just a misunderstanding. I thought he was a bad person."

"Ha." Bing Zhixie chuckled and said, "So now that the misunderstanding is resolved, I can take these three guys and leave?"

"Let's go? Aren't you going to catch the guy who set the fire?" Hale asked.

Bing Zhixie said: "Obviously you are more interested in that person. I have my own things to do. Goodbye."

"Wait!" Hale still insisted on stopping Bing Zhixie.

"how?"

Hale looked at the three corpse men next to Bing Zhixie again and questioned: "Are you really not the same group as those people?"

Bing Zhixie said: "I have let you go twice. If I really have to deal with you, you are already a dead person."

"Uh..." Hale was speechless.

At this time, Moriarty, who was next to him, said to Bing Zhixie: "My friend, don't blame him for targeting you like this. There is not only a girl who plays with fire who is wandering around here with bad intentions. Do you believe that there are people in this world?"

Are you born evil?"

"What's the meaning?"

Moliarty said: "There is also a person who controls corpses in this Zuri city. That person controls a group of victims and is creating man-made disasters in this city."

"Necromancer!" Bing Zhixie was surprised. Why did this little-known Zuli City suddenly have so many people with extraordinary abilities? Not only the puppet masters they met before, but also the archers who controlled arrows and chased people.

A necromancer who is good at controlling corpses! However, he was still not too interested in these and said: "Obviously, these three guys are not controlled by me with magic, and the corpses they usually control with necromancy magic are not the same.

I tell you very solemnly that I do not know the person you are talking about."

Hale apologized: "It seems that I really misunderstood. I was on my way to the direction of the fire just now and saw these three guys running in that direction. I thought they were also monsters controlled by the scantily clad woman riding a black horse.

."

Bing Zhixie, who was about to leave, suddenly stopped and turned around: "What did you say!?"

"What?"

Bing Zhixie said: "You just mentioned a woman riding a black horse and wearing scantily clad clothes? Can you be more specific?"

Hale said: "She was a young and beautiful woman with black hair, wearing black clothes, scantily clad, and holding a long black sickle in her hand."

Bing Zhixie was startled: "Is it her? Is she riding a black unicorn?"

Hale recalled: "I'm not sure whether it was a unicorn or not. The conditions were limited at the time and I didn't see it very clearly. Anyway, it was a black horse."

"Linda!?"

Moriarty frowned slightly: "Do you know that woman?"


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