Chapter 6: People are sitting at home, (fill in their own words) coming from heaven
It looks like a luxurious manor on the outside...but it's actually the place where the Knights of the Round Table gather in the Twist City.
The manor is owned by the Sir Pugins family. After centuries of continuous construction, it has become a sizable base.
Interrogation room.
Reid slowly woke up from a state that felt like he had traveled a circle in hell. Along with his wakefulness came the pain that seemed to burn his soul.
He couldn't help but groan in pain...then the first thing he saw was his own hands.
His hands were bloody and bloody, as if they had been fished out of a fire, but at the same time they were still shackled - his entire body was chained to a metal chair.
"What a tenacious vitality that can actually wake up so quickly."
In front of Red was the pale face of a weeping clown... one of the Twelve Knights of the Round Table, Dalgoni!
Not only Dalgony, but also Gareth and Mr. Pugins, who was silent but sitting aside with a cane, were present.
This senior cadre of the 'Doomsday Myth' suffered horrific injuries. The Knights of Fog City brought him back from death, but in fact it took a lot of precious medicine - there was no need to save the person.
situation.
But they had to do this - because if they couldn't learn the whereabouts, contact information, and next plans of the remaining members of the 'Doomsday Myth' from Reid, in three days, this country would probably face a terrifying crisis.
disaster.
At this time, under Red's blank gaze, Mr. Clown conjured a remote control from his palm like a magic trick.
Under Red's eyes, which seemed to realize something, Mr. Clown smiled, stretched out a finger, and pressed it slowly in front of his eyes.
Instantly, a huge current surged into the metal chair.
A shrill scream resounded, and Red's body, which had been mostly burnt, was now twitching crazily... Gareth frowned and couldn't help but said: "Dalgoni, we don't have much time, you
If we stun him, how much time will we waste?"
"Don't worry, I figured it out." Mr. Clown let go of the button and shrugged: "I'm just doing a demonstration, a demonstration that can save us time. I believe smart people will know what to do next.
You have to answer honestly...am I right, Mr. Reid?"
As the clown said, the electric shock did not make Red unconscious, but only caused him to endure inhuman torture.
But when faced with the clown's question, he weakly raised his head and showed a disdainful smile, "If I don't tell you...will no one of you be able to sleep?"
The corners of the clown's mouth raised slightly, "Of course, I hope you will remain silent."
He pressed the button again, and the metal chair connected to the current was emitting sparks visible to the naked eye... Red's body twitched even more crazily, and his eyes even turned white.
"Red! How many people are there in your 'Doomsday Myth'? Where are they hiding? Where is the target of the next attack?" Gareth asked quickly at this time, "I hope you can end your current pain.
Please cooperate with us."
At the same time, he directly reached out and snatched the remote control from the clown's hand... Mr. Clown turned his lips aggrievedly, squatted on the ground, and looked up.
Gareth ignored it directly and just reached out to grab Red's hair and raised his head. "As long as you are willing to cooperate, we can give you an extradition order and make you a legal non-person in this country. We will also come forward to fight with Magic."
Please negotiate with the Teachers Association to cancel their wanted order against you... Sunshine, you want that too, right?"
Reid still sneered, his voice was broken, "You... agreed to the request... the sunshine... also belongs to us..."
Gareth frowned and said: "Do you know what exactly you are doing? cede the entire Northern Ireland and make you independent... Do you want to announce your existence to the world? Do you want to provoke a war?"
"The snake of shadow is about to reappear...and this is...the beginning...from, from death...ah——!!!!!!"
"Dalgoni!!! Please stop it!!"
Seeing Red fall into coma after this electric shock, Gareth's gentle face instantly became extremely stern.
At this moment, Mr. Clown was seen squatting at Gareth's feet, quietly stretching out his fingers and pressing the electric shock button... He was so skinny that he had no friends.
Gareth shook his head. After this third electric shock, Red might not be able to wake up in a short time... He sighed, walked to Mr. Pukins, frowned and said: "Sir, this
Red has done a lot of drug resistance training, and our Veritaserum obviously won't work on him. If he insists on not revealing it, I'm afraid..."
Mr. Pugins rubbed the carving on his cane and remained silent... But at this moment, the door of the interrogation room suddenly opened.
I saw a woman wearing a purple dress, black eye shadow, and a very good figure slowly walked in... Mr. Clown whistled, stood up, flicked his fingers slightly, and in a flash, three flying weapons appeared between his fingers.
knife.
Gareth frowned, "Psychic Witch...Gillian Anderson? Why are you here?"
"I asked her to come." Mr. Pukins breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Gareth, I think we need to use her ability to obtain the information of the 'Doomsday Myth' from Red in the shortest possible time.
intelligence."
While he was talking, the woman in the purple dress walked over to Pukins, sat on the armrest of the chair, reached out to hold Pukins' chin, "Dear Pukins,
Jins, I hope you will keep your promise."
"Don't try to control my mind, Gillian." Faced with this charming beauty, Pugins remained unmoved at all, his eyes as clear as lake water, "I will keep my promise, but relatively, you can help me...
…This was just a forced transaction.”
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Of course, you are a descendant of the great King Arthur." Ms. Gillian smiled slightly, then glanced at Gareth and the Joker, and then
Walked up to Reid.
Gareth still frowned and looked inquiringly at Mr. Pukins.
"I promised her that she would have the opportunity to visit that person." Pukins shook his head.
"That person..." Gareth suddenly thought of something, his face changed slightly, "Sir!"
Pugins waved his hand and said: "Including the time we need to deploy after we know the information about the Doomsday Myth, if you are confident that you can obtain the information from Red within half an hour, I will not hesitate to terminate this time.
trade."
Gareth had no choice but to remain silent...for half an hour? With Red's harsh words, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to say a single useful word for half a month.
"Hmm... I'm curious as to how you managed to capture Red, a silver-level magician." Ms. Gillian turned around the metal chair and began to trace her fingers across Red's shoulders, "This is
A ruthless character who has been wanted by the Magicians Association for ten years... Is this Mr. Clown's credit? It seems that your superhuman intuition will be a good nemesis for Red's time travel technique."
"It's not me." Mr. Clown shrugged, not intending to elaborate.
"Really?" Ms. Gillian didn't seem to care, and after walking around in a circle, she came to Red and held his face up with both hands.
Her eyes suddenly turned black... completely turned into a pair of completely black eyes, extremely weird!
About ten minutes later, Ms. Gillian stretched and said with a smile: "Okay, there is protection in Red's will, which can prevent the prying eyes of psychic magic. But I have bypassed it, and there are about two of you next.
Ten minutes, if you want to know anything, just ask as soon as possible."
After saying that, Ms. Gillian gave Mr. Clown a wink and reiterated: "I only have twenty minutes. It would be bad if it was wasted on me."
Mr. Clown had no choice but to take it back.
Before leaving, Ms. Gillian suddenly looked at Mr. Pukins and chuckled: "Prison... I will notify you when I go."
…
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In the room, Will got through the pain of adapting and after regaining his breath, he climbed up with difficulty and looked at the man in black trench coat standing in front of him in horror.
He seemed to hear something else... What came out was the child's shout.
Mafia...criminal group, or what?
With the action of getting up, Will quietly opened the phone in his belt... He didn't know who the call would be, he just hoped that someone would answer and hear the conversation.
"Are you here to arrest that child?" Will frowned, "Were you also responsible for the injuries on his body? You actually abused a minor?"
"If you don't want to cause trouble, then don't cause trouble." The man in the trench coat stood in front of the door with his hands folded. "Don't worry, we will disappear from your presence and we won't cause you any trouble in the future."
Will said angrily: "But you took an injured child away from me! Now I seriously suspect that you are doing some illegal activities, and even illegally confine and abuse minors!"
The man in the trench coat shook his head, seeming a little impatient, but still said casually: "You don't want to know the origin of the child you are talking about... What are you doing with your hands?"
As he said that, he took a step forward, reached out and squeezed Will's arm, and forcefully pulled his arm out, "Phone? Are you playing tricks?"
"Let me go! You criminals!! Let go..."
The man in the trench coat threw Will's phone to the ground, then pulled him away and threw him towards the wall, "It seems that letting you sleep would be a better choice."
He sneered and walked towards Will.
Will watched in horror... But at this time, there was a huge noise outside the door, which seemed to be the sound of smashing. The man in the trench coat frowned immediately, waved his hand again, and knocked Will to the ground...
...He was in such pain that he couldn't even get up.
"I'll take care of you later."
With that said, the man in the trench coat opened the door and walked out.
…
Outside, a man in a windbreaker had fallen to the ground at some point, and the reception desk of the community center had already become in disarray.
But the orc brother and sister have been forced into a corner.
They really had too many ways to deal with the orcs, not to mention that they were only minors among the two orcs - Simpton did not take action, but just watched indifferently.
"Sir? What happened?"
The man who was looking at Will hurriedly came over, but saw that Simpton just nodded... The man glanced at it and frowned, "Sir, since both targets have been found..."
What greeted him was Simpson's cold gaze.
He had no choice but to swallow his words and then looked at the two little orcs in the corner.
"Sister..." The boy hid behind the girl in fear.
The girl protected him with one hand, and at the same time stared at the enemies besieged in front of her, and whispered: "Oga, I will pester them later, just run when you see the opportunity, keep running, you know! Leave here."
After that, you run towards the tallest building! Be sure to go to the seventeenth floor, the room with the swimming pool! There may be someone there who can protect you! But that guy is hard to tell! You have to be careful! "
"Sister, I won't leave!"
"Be obedient!" The girl looked into the boy's eyes, "I promise, I will be fine! Then I will go find you!"
As she spoke, the girl grabbed the boy's arm and threw him violently. At the same time, her body kicked out and crashed directly into one of the besieged men in black trench coats.
Her development has not reached the level that an orc should have. She is more agile but lacks strength. This collision did not knock a trained and qualified knight to the ground.
This chapter is not over yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! But what frightened her was that her actions did not work... When she came back to her senses, she saw that Oga did not go well.
Escape.
Instead, Simpson easily grabbed his calf, lifted him up, and then fell heavily to the ground.
Simpton smiled slightly at this time, lifted up his windbreaker... and quickly drew out a narrow sword, about to penetrate Oga's body directly.
"don't want--!!!"
The girl screamed in despair. At this moment, white fluff began to grow all over her body, and her amber pupils turned dark red!
Tsk-tsk-tsk-!!!!
In the midst of the lightning, a white gas suddenly spurted out at this moment - this white gas emitted extremely fast, filling the entire reception room in an instant - at the same time, a harsh sound rang out from the reception desk.
Buzzer.
Simpson covered his nose and waved his arms to drive away the white gas around him.
When the gas partially dissipated, a fire extinguisher was seen rolling on the ground... but the two little orcs had disappeared!
"Where are they!"
Outside the community center, Will was seen hugging the handsome boy, hurriedly getting into a yellow car, and then rushed out!
The great knight of the majestic knight organization actually let two little orcs escape under his nose. Simpton's face instantly turned gloomy and ugly, "How did you... look at it?"
"I'm sorry, sir, I've already beaten him to the ground. I didn't expect..." The man lowered his head and apologized quickly.
"Humph! Not fast enough to catch up!" Simpson said angrily.
The man nodded quickly...looking at the little yellow car running away, there was a hint of relaxation in his expression.
