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Chapter Thirty-Six Not Normal Like Me

"We got it." The young man, whose face was covered tightly, held the wallet he had just snatched in his hand and said proudly.

It’s so easy. It’s so easy to snatch wallets from ordinary people. It doesn’t require any skills at all. You just need to seize the opportunity and snatch it away. You don’t even have to worry about the other party catching up. With the huge difference from humans,

In terms of physical fitness, ordinary people simply cannot catch up with him.

Just when his heart was filled with pride, the light in front of him suddenly dimmed. The man raised his head and found a tall figure blocking his way. But he did not stop because of this. No matter how strong an ordinary person is,

It was impossible to compete with the physical strength of the demons. In his eyes, this tall figure was actually strong on the outside but capable on the inside.

"This wallet isn't yours, right?" the tall figure suddenly said.

The man was stunned because the voice was that of a woman.

Before he could react, his body had already collided with him. However, unlike what he imagined, he did not knock the opponent away. Instead, he seemed to have hit a wall and was knocked back.

The man who fell to the ground seemed to be stunned. He raised his head and looked at the unusually tall figure. In the sun, she seemed to cover half of the sky, like a black shadow covering him.

When the man was stunned, the tall woman reached out and took the wallet he had snatched from the man's hand.

"What? It turns out it's just an ordinary wallet. It's really disappointing." The woman put the wallet in her hand under the sun and looked at it for a few times, then said boringly.

Only then did the man who fell to the ground see the tall woman clearly.

He wears a tall round hat on his head, a white suit on his body, and a large black windbreaker on the outside. He wears black leather gloves on his hands, which shine in the sunlight. He holds a cane in his right hand.

Dressed like a gentleman, this kind of gentleman's attire is actually not uncommon on the streets of Britain. What is strange is that the person wearing this outfit is a woman.

It’s not that there is any prejudice against women, it’s just that most women don’t choose to wear gentleman’s clothes when going out.

The young demon's mouth trembled, he looked at the tall woman and said tremblingly: "You, you are..."

"Officer, that's him!" the woman whose wallet was robbed pointed out to the policeman beside her.

A young police officer in police uniform came forward and took out the handcuffs, strode over, and said seriously: "Sorry, ma'am, come with me."

"Huh?" Looking at her hands that were handcuffed for no apparent reason, the tall woman tilted her head and looked at the young police officer with a confused expression.

"What do you want to say?" the police officer asked the tall woman.

"No, officer, she didn't take my wallet, it was the man sitting on the ground." The woman who had her wallet taken away quickly came forward to explain.

"Ah? I'm sorry, I'll untie it for you right away." The young police officer also realized that he had arrested the wrong person and said apologetically.

"Don't bother." The tall woman said with a calm expression.

I saw her pulling her hands to both sides, effortlessly breaking the handcuffs on her hands. Then she used her fingers to break the iron ring on her wrists.

The young police officer suddenly looked like he had seen a ghost.

"Be careful next time. If you are a bad-tempered guy, he might just slap you to death."

After lightly throwing the broken pieces of handcuffs and wallet on the ground, the tall woman patted the young police officer's face and said.

After saying this, she walked past the frightened ordinary women and police officers and left the street.

Walking on the street in a wealthy area, this place is completely different from the streets just now. It is less noisy and more peaceful. It can be said that it is a wealthy area, and even the street environment is much better.

Following the address, Fudo finally came to a mansion. The iron gate in front of the compound blocked her out, so she could only see the scenery in the yard through the iron gate.

"The smell of blood is really strong, but I haven't heard any stories about the victim bleeding to death, so it's considered law-abiding." He squeezed his fists and raised his hands without moving, "But it doesn't matter, I don't do it anyway.

I’m not here to reason.”

As the voice fell, Fudo punched out, and the solid iron door was instantly smashed open, and Fudo walked in with such a swagger.

Inside the house, Esther, who was in a daze, heard a loud noise and immediately looked towards the door. The moment he turned his head, he witnessed the door being smashed open.

A tall woman walked in from the door.

"As a guest, your behavior is not pleasing." Esther looked at the woman and smiled.

"You can still be so calm when you see your door being broken open. You are a little different from what I imagined." Fudo put his cane in front of him and looked at Esther and said.

"I don't know what reaction you want to see from me, is it to be angry or scared, or to be like those vampires, sucking up the prey that has fallen into a trap?" Esther said.

"I take back what I just said. You are very different. At least this is the first time I have heard a vampire say that he is a vampire." There was a flash of interest in Esther in his eyes.

Esther shrugged, not caring about it.

"So, who are you and explain your purpose of coming?"

Fufu took off the hat from his head and hung it on the rack beside him along with the coat.

"It's troublesome to talk to you vampires. Either I sleep for too long or I don't pay attention to the outside world. I have to introduce myself to you every time."

Although he found it troublesome, Fufu still said: "I am an exorcist - Fudo. I was ordered by the Magic Association to come here to suppress the demons."

"Magic Association." Esther naturally knew about this organization. The Magic Association had always existed before he traveled through time, and its history and heritage were comparable to those of the Holy See.

It can be said to be a government-like existence in the magical world.

"I don't know what the Magic Association wants to do with me. Seeing that you are here with bad intentions, you probably want to suppress me along with those demons." Esther said jokingly.

"Of course not, the vampire will handle your matter personally."

The smile on Esther's face faded.

The Vampires occupy a place in the Magic Association. As a powerful race at the top of the Demon Clan, the Vampires will naturally intervene in the Magic Association to seek benefits for their own tribe.

"I'm just here to deal with some personal grudges."

"Oh?" Esther said.

"Do you remember the girl named Christina whose arm you cut off?" Fufu said expressionlessly.

"Remember, why, is she dead?" Esther tilted his head and asked with an innocent expression.

"She was still alive and kicking when she went back. It's a pity that I couldn't see her expression begging me to help her get revenge." She couldn't hear the tone of voice, and it seemed that she really regretted that she couldn't see Christina's painful expression.

Esther gave this woman a strange look. Is she really Christina's master? Why does she feel as abnormal as him?


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