Lillian, who was wearing thin silk pajamas, held up a candlestick and looked at the figure falling in from the outside in surprise.
It was a rather handsome man with short blond hair, wearing a star-blue uniform - a police department uniform?
Would people from the security department break into a house through a third-floor window at - Lillian looked at the clock above her head - four-fifty in the morning?
It’s not appropriate to call it a private house. After all, Laiya Club is one of the most famous “clubs” on Hongfang Street. It is located between the popular areas of Hongfang Street and Linhe Street (a famous commercial street in the Western District). Lillian is even more so.
If a famous beauty in the club, even an earl-level noble or a high-ranking court official, wants Lilian's company, the starting price will be twenty gold coins an hour.
Therefore, when Captain Cohen Karabiyan, a young and promising captain of the West City Police Department, rushed into the private bedroom of the Leya Club from the third floor, Lilian, who was awakened in bed, came to check with a candlestick.
"Miss, I'm really sorry for disturbing your sleep."
Cohen climbed up from the ground in embarrassment, hid the sword behind his back, and bowed to the charming Lilian. However, when he reached out to take off his hat to salute, he realized that his officer's hat had fallen to the ground just now.
in the battle.
"What the hell," Cohen muttered.
It's all my fault that the old man lost my night clothes. I couldn't even go out and buy them in the middle of the night.
Lillian boldly looked at this polite and handsome police officer - this was very important, otherwise Lillian would have just smashed a candlestick over -, her beautiful big eyes rolled slightly, and she reached out and touched the soft black hair.
Her hair and fingers brushed across the proud chest, and she chuckled:
"Dear police officer, we are closed tonight."
Of course Cohen knew where this place was. Normally, this would be a busy time for the Laiya Club.
But facing the beauty in front of him, he just smiled and was not at all confused by Lilian's charming charm.
"So, you are being taken care of and will be closed tonight?"
"Of course, the Blood Bottle Gang has opened up the joints and promised to make up for the losses. Otherwise, do you know how much loss Hongfang Street will bring to those adults who have worked hard and worked hard for the kingdom if the Hongfang Street is closed for one night? If they are because
Tired from work, physically exhausted and mentally bored, unable to contribute to the normal operation of the second largest country in the Western Continent, what should the more than 10 million people of the Kingdom of Stars do?"
Lillian blinked and smiled slyly.
Cohen looked at this mature and seductive beauty and frowned slightly.
It seems that the information I received through the informant was incomplete. I originally thought that the Black Street Brotherhood took the initiative to attack the Hongfang Street branch of the Blood Bottle Gang. Now it seems that the Blood Bottle Gang set up a trap in Hongfang Street in advance.
He caught the trap and turned an army against him.
Then come here tonight to test the focus of the two gangs, and shift their focus away from the Brotherhood.
After all, it is the Blood Bottle Gang that has been around for nearly a hundred years.
"Hey, that golden-haired green-skinned dog!" A female voice outside the building interrupted the conversation between the two.
"Hurry up and get down here! According to the rules, we can't enter any house."
Lillian curiously walked to the broken window and saw a woman downstairs covered in blood and wearing leather armor, swinging a whip in her hand and pointing angrily at the upstairs.
Cohen bowed again to Lillian.
"Thank you for informing me, beautiful lady, please forgive me for going to an appointment with another lady at the moment."
The blond security officer and patrol leader turned around and jumped lightly down the street.
"Dear Miss Bernice, don't be too impatient."
Cohen's smile suddenly turned cold, and there was murderous intent in his eyes.
"Your Majesty, in the name of the sacred star convention, as a second-level security officer, I have the authority to directly kill suspects who may endanger the interests of the kingdom and the lives of the people - don't worry, I will send you right away to fight with your
Brother reunited."
Lilian upstairs covered her mouth. She recognized that it was Bernice "Scorpion Whip" Layton, the twelve most powerful members of the Blood Bottle Gang and the younger sister of the infamous Layton siblings.
Her brother, Primo "The Stinger" Leighton, had just come to the Leia Club yesterday. He had a special taste and almost scalded a new girl to death with oil from an eternal lamp.
According to the tone of the police officer, it seems that the "stinger" has died in his hands?
"Green-skinned dog! Even your boss wouldn't dare not help the blood bottle! You - how dare you -" Bernice angrily yelled. As the more maverick among the twelve strongest, she shaved off her hair.
She removed the hair on the left side and combed the remaining hair to the right side to make her whole body look much stronger.
"I will beat every piece of flesh off your body!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Bernice's whip opened in a circle and rolled towards Cohen. The barbs on the whip came to life as if they were spiritual, flying out and attacking at once!
"I see!"
Cohen's figure suddenly blurred, and only an insider could see that he was rapidly changing his position at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye.
"Ding! Ding-ding-ding!"
The phantom of the long sword turned quickly and cut off the whip thorns close to the body!
"If your brother is still alive, with his ability to control these whips, you two might be able to cause some trouble if you work together."
But Bernice's whip was as flexible as a snake, and the tip of the whip and the flying sting formed an attack without blind spots, attacking continuously.
"If I had arrived ten seconds earlier, Primo would not have died." Bernice said with hatred.
"And you, green-skinned dog, will be torn apart by us together!"
Cohen's expression remained unchanged, and he cut off five whip thorns like lightning, but the whip had already hit his eyes!
At this moment, Cohen suddenly looked solemn and rushed forward without even looking at the whip that was coming towards him!
"Life-threatening idiot!"
"Stab it!"
Bernice looked at the charging Cohen with a ferocious smile, and the whip tore open his right shoulder mercilessly! At the same time, three barbs shot out again!
The sting of my whip is poisoned to amplify the pain. It has a lot of barbs, and there are thorns in the barbs. Once it is rubbed, the pain will be - Huh?
Cohen made a move that was beyond Bernice's expectations.
I saw the silhouette of the security officer rushing forward, facing three whip thorns, and the momentum continued unabated. He raised his left hand to block the flying whip thorns!
The stings of the whips pierced deeply into the alert officer's arms, and one of them even pierced his palm, but his expression did not change at all, as if he had just been bitten by an ant.
Bernice looked at Cohen in surprise, many of her former enemies, their movements were deformed in pain under the poisonous whip, their faces were twisted, and they were wailing and rolling under her body.
But he - why didn't he react at all?
Doesn't he feel pain?
"Let's stop performing on the streets!" Cohen said coldly.
Bernice looked at Cohen in surprise as he rushed towards him with lightning speed. She reacted quickly and swung the whip in her hand, trying to build a shield in front of her.
But a powerful force burst out from Cohen's sword in an instant!
Bernice's expression changed instantly.
this is not!
In an instant, Cohen's sword seemed to be sharpened countless times, the starlight flashed, and he cut the whip into several pieces!
In front of Bernice's eyes, Cohen's cold face and sword grew larger and larger.
The next moment, the simple and sharp sword pierced her left chest fiercely, and the sword tip pierced out of her back!
At this time, the words came out of her mouth with difficulty.
"The power of the end! You are super-"
But she couldn't finish.
"Enforcement completed."
Cohen gently pushed the surprised Bernice away from the sword, as if he had done an insignificant thing.
"I'll give you a suggestion: next time you have any trump card, use it from the beginning."
He gently pulled the thorn out of his hand, and the overwhelming strength surged into his palm again, forcing out a few drops of cyan liquid.
"If I were wearing armor, even light armor, you would have died ten thousand times."
"In the eyes of those who have experienced war, even super strong men are as childish as street fights, and you are just like children's games."
Bernice closed her lifeless eyes and fell to the ground forever. Not far ahead, her brother was half leaning against the wall, with a sword piercing his throat.
Cohen bowed to the surprised Lillian upstairs, and then moved deeper into Hongfang Street.
Although this man looked polite and gentlemanly, Lillian covered her mouth and thought:
But it’s true that he doesn’t show mercy to women.
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In another alleyway of Hongfang Street.
Yara indifferently pulled out the wolf-leg knife in her hand from the abdomen of the last red-turbaned thug in front of her, and shook the blood on it in disgust.
Thales tried his best to convince himself not to think about Yara's killing, which always reminded him of Quaid's eyes widening before his death.
Those people are awakened, they join gangs, and they clearly understand the consequences.
Thinking about it this way, he felt much better.
Thales pressed the black cloth covering his mouth and nose tightly and watched as Yara had just slaughtered a small team of about seven or eight Blood Bottle Gang thugs, and then climbed out of the hiding place skillfully and tacitly, and lay on Yara's body.
Pull the back.
"How did you overcome it?"
"Um?"
"The kind that kills people—disgusting and guilty?"
Yara sighed.
"I have been taught since I was a child," she said, carrying Thales on her back and moving briskly with her feet, her tone cold: "Those who can be killed by me are not my kind."
"It's like crushing an ant."
Thales stopped talking and just hugged Yara's neck tighter.
After they crossed Sibin, on the road to Hongfang Street, there were corpses and mutilations everywhere, and the flash of swords and swords. From several places, the fighting spirit could be heard that even Yara's scalp was numb.
The two of them were careful along the way, but in the chaotic situation, even with Yara's ability to hide, it was extremely difficult.
With corpses everywhere and the sounds of fighting everywhere, despite trying their best to cover up Xingzang, they inevitably encountered two teams of thugs, one from the Brotherhood and one from the Blood Bottle Gang.
Yara attacked with all her strength without mercy, leaving no one alive.
Then leave quickly.
For some reason, Thales has become somewhat accustomed to such bloody scenes.
This is not a good thing - he reminded himself, psychological insensitivity will almost certainly lead to behavioral deviations.
"This is the fifth intersection, and I still can't get through." Yara frowned as she stopped and touched the air in front of her.
Thales fell to the ground and moved his hand forward.
It's obviously nothingness, but what you get is an invisible and hard barrier.
"Is this a superpower?" Thales asked in surprise.
So far, Thales has not seen many people with superpowers, but there are quite a few. For example, Morris, who was in charge of human trafficking in the Brotherhood, was one of them. He once suffocated an escaped beggar with just his eyes.
And die.
"No, superpowers don't have such a powerful ability. Blocking five or six intersections of such a large street at the same time - I suspect that the remaining intersections are similar. Even superpower warriors would have a hard time doing it."
Yara pushed up the goggles on her face and said solemnly.
The female bartender carefully "observed" the transparent barrier in front of her, and she thought of the terrible legends the old guy and that man told her. When Yara thought of this, she couldn't help but pause.
She put her goggles back on.
"From now on, we must be more careful and try to avoid all battles to avoid exposing our whereabouts."
"As far as I know, this is most likely the work of a magician."
"I hope our luck is not so bad that we meet him head-on."
Thales' eyes widened.
Magician.
During his five years of street life, he heard this word more than once from the drinkers of the Sunset Bar, the prostitutes of Red Square Street, the gamblers of the Black Gold Casino, and the thugs of the Brotherhood.
The time traveler initially thought that this was a "magician" or "wizard"-like existence similar to those in the fantasy novels of his previous life, but later he discovered that this was not the case.
No one would give Thales, a humble beggar, any knowledge about the world. Even if there were, most of what he could come into contact with would be hearsay and scary stories told by villagers like a foolish woman.
However, relying on the professional field investigation experience he recovered from his previous life, Thales still gained a lot of common sense through observation. The following are his observation notes about the term "magic master":
First point, almost every time when "Magic Master" is talked about, the speaker is accompanied by negative emotions such as fear, hatred, and curse. The keywords that appear at the same time are "powerful", "terrible", "damn" and "hell".
"Illegal" etc.
Secondly, in this world, magicians are quite rare (the rareness here is not the kind of "rare" that was claimed to be "rare" in the YY novels of the previous life but was everywhere in the streets). Thales judged that in five years,
Among the countless people who have talked about "Magic Master", only one drinker and one prostitute's words have a certain degree of authenticity. It is obvious that they have indirectly or directly come into contact with information about Magic Master.
Thirdly, I have never heard of any organization or even a gathering of magic masters, but there are widespread rumors that there are two magic masters among the top leaders of the Blood Bottle Gang.
Fourth, the weapons equipped by the police officers and patrol members responsible for security patrols at the West City Gate are called "anti-magic armed forces."
Fifth, magicians are completely different from the "superpowers", "superpower warriors", "terminator swordsmen" and "terminator knights" that everyone talks about. The latter may be abilities that are born or acquired.
As for the magicians, Thales had never heard of how they obtained their terrifying abilities.
Sixth, in addition to the magician, there is also a weapon with a suspicious name called "magic gun", and it is only allowed to be used by the kingdom's army. Anyone who holds it illegally will be sentenced to a felony
.
The above is all the information Thales has about the magician.
Thales has imagined countless situations when encountering a magician, but based on the available information, it seems that none of them are too optimistic.
Such as now.
Thales stuffed the black cloth into his pocket and lay on Yara's back again.
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A few minutes ago.
In the center of Hongfang Street, in the underground warehouse of a chess and card room.
A handsome man in blue clothes with long dark brown curly hair was sitting quietly at the table of an ancient marching plate. There was a map on the marching plate and a number of game chess pieces on it.
There are two kinds of black and red, ranging from knights, swordsmen, slingers, shield warriors to guards, prime ministers and kings.
This is a game passed down from the Kingdom of Allenbia, based on historical allusions and common sense of war. It is the most popular board game among nobles nowadays - "The Rise and Fall of Empires", which simulates the confrontation between human kings and the two armies before and after the ancient empire.
For nobles who are pampered and have high status, it is certainly a pastime that best reflects their masculinity and attracts women's attention without risking their own dangerous consequences.
Of course, there are also a few big nobles with unique hobbies, and it is said that they like to use real people as chess pieces.
Under the illumination of the eternal lamp, if you look carefully, you will find that the map in the middle of the marching plate is the street map of Hongfang Street.
The handsome man moved the chess pieces easily with his right hand. He removed the black or red chess pieces one by one out of the picture. However, among the removed chess pieces, there were far more scattered black pieces than the concentrated red pieces.
Two black prime ministers are in the picture, surrounded by many black guards or swordsmen, and several red knights are restraining them. On the outer edge, there are many black knights, and the shield warriors are being defeated by the two superior numbers.
A red prime minister led the swordsmen and guards to defeat each one.
In the center of the map, a crimson king stands out like a flock of chickens, with a red guard next to him.
The handsome man in blue is happily playing his game. If you look closely, you will notice that a light blue energy sphere is gathering in his free left hand. It seems to be alive, breathing slowly, and
There seems to be a storm inside the energy ball.
The man in blue opened his mouth to say something from time to time. Around his mouth, one could clearly see the vibrations of the air, turning into ripples and dissipating in the air.
But strangely, no sound was made.
This scene, in the dark and lonely silence, seemed even more eerie.
At this moment, the man in blue suddenly frowned.
Then he reached out his hand without changing his expression and took off a red sling crossbow on the edge of the map.
But after a few minutes, the man in blue frowned again. He slowly stretched out his hand and took away the only remaining red swordsman in that position.
The blue energy ball on the left hand of the man in blue flickered, and the storm inside showed signs of instability.
He took a few deep breaths and spoke loudly for the first time.
"Who is responsible for guarding and intercepting in the direction of Xiacheng District?"
He seemed to be asking for air.
In the frightening darkness, a strange but affirmative answer came: "The shape-shifter Dorno, and the immortal Spin."
The man in blue closed his eyes and shook his head, then moved the two red swordsmen elsewhere to the two captured chess positions, and moved one of them deeper, as if to catch the Dorno who had eaten him.
And Spencer's stuff.
Ripples of air spread around his mouth again, and his lips opened and closed silently for a while.
Then gradually, words with sound were spoken into the void.
"Brothers Talen and Moria must have been eaten by us an hour ago..."
"So it's reinforcements..." he murmured.
He hesitated for a moment, then moved the only two red prime ministers on the map one by one.
"It'll be fine now."
But the next moment, the man in blue's expression changed again.
He moved his right hand to the edge of the other end of the map and took away two red swordsmen almost at the same time.
The face of the man in blue is a little ugly.
"Who is responsible for the security tasks in the direction of the Inner West Ring Road?"
"They are the Layton brothers, Stinger and Scorpion Whip."
This time, the voice in the darkness seemed to be a little cautious.
The man in blue didn't speak. His eyes wandered back and forth between the two ends of the map, confusion and dissatisfaction showing on his face.
"Is it a chess piece entering the game from outside? It really gives me a headache. Didn't I tell the police department that I will have a curfew?"
Finally, he sighed helplessly.
Is it because I haven’t played these human games for too long, so my level has dropped?
well.
The man in blue raised his head slightly, with a complicated expression on his face.
"Gulaton, do you know."
"The meaning of traps and mazes is to block the entrances and exits and trap the rats who have fallen into the trap."
"But if the entrance and exit of the trap are both opened."
"Then you still catch a stupid mouse."
Then, the man in blue looked cold and decisively moved the guard next to the red king in the center of the map to the place where the two red swordsmen were eliminated.
In the darkness, a sound of wind sounded.
There was no more sound.
Only the energy storm in the hands of the man in blue gradually stabilized.