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150 Sneak Attack

There are usually no vehicles passing by on the street where workers gather in the Gear District. If pressed, only the manure carts from suburban farms will stop at the public toilets on the street for a while when needed.

.

But at noon on this day, a carriage that would never appear on this street suddenly appeared here. Amid the curious eyes of the children playing on the street, a young man with white hair and blue eyes opened the door.

Got out of the car.

"Good afternoon, Mr. August." The leading boy, who looked to be seven or eight years old, came over and bowed to Lawrence, and then asked timidly. "Well...what's going on with Jenny now?"

How are you doing?"

"Are you talking about the little daughter of Jimmy's family?" Lawrence said gently, "She has successfully reduced her fever now. If there is no problem, she will fully recover in a month."

"That's great." After hearing Lawrence's answer, the children smiled. At this time, a woman who heard the movement on the street opened the window and greeted, "Mr. August, are you here today?"

Is there something going on on the street?"

Because Lawrence had successfully saved the Robert Iron Works before, he not only helped the people in the factory keep their jobs, but also brought the entire factory to an unprecedented full-power production state because of the new lighter's immediate popularity, so that it had to be removed from the block.

Another twenty or thirty workers were hired as temporary workers.

So for Lawrence, who can provide everyone with jobs and a relatively generous salary and bonus, most people on this street respect him. So after he appeared on this street

, and soon many people poked their heads out from behind the windows or doors and asked with concern what the purpose of his visit was.

"I heard that many people on this street are sick, so I came here to see if I can help you solve this problem." Looking at more and more open windows and doors around him, Lawrence raised his voice and said. "Well,

From Jenny's body, I have already checked out what kind of disease this time is. Since the disease detected is an infectious disease, I am here now to check the surrounding environment and see what is causing Jenny.

Ni is sick."

"Is it an infectious disease?" "No wonder my husband has also had a fever these past two days." After hearing what Lawrence said, the women around them immediately started whispering, and several of them, who had family members who were sick, shouted loudly.

"Mr. August, how do you treat the patient?"

"We'll talk about it after I get back." Lawrence waved his hand slightly, and then pointed to the tall water tower in the distance. "I need to check that water tower now, because this infectious disease is caused by unclean water sources.

It’s contagious, I suspect there might be something wrong with that water tower.”

"Old Huck, Mr. August needs to inspect the water tower." After hearing what Lawrence said, several impatient women shouted loudly in one direction. "Hurry up and send the key to Mr. August."

"Coming, coming -" The door of a house not far away opened, and an old man carrying a cane limped out of the room. Lawrence found that there was something like this on his left leg.

He was injured so much that the bones of his calf were twisted at a strange angle.

"You mean the water source is contaminated?" The old man walked up to Lawrence and said slightly unconvinced. "But I swear I climb up and down to check every day, and I have never found anything wrong."

"I don't have any idea that you are not conscientious enough, sir." Lawrence said. At this time, he discovered that the clothes the old man was wearing were military uniforms from more than 20 years ago, so he approached the old man and whispered. "But I miss you.

You should know that there are many problems in this world that ordinary people cannot solve or even discover."

As a former soldier, the old man naturally knew what problems Lawrence mentioned that ordinary people could not solve or even discover. So he immediately stopped mumbling and put a big key as big as a palm in Lawrence's hand.

"I understand what you are talking about, Mr. August." The old gentleman said when he put the key in Lawrence's hand, and then he lowered his voice and asked in a low voice: "Do you need some weapons? I have a house at home.

There is also a double-barreled shotgun that has been very well maintained.”

"No need, I'm armed." Lawrence said and patted the waist of his coat. The gentle sound of metal friction indicated that Lawrence had his own pistol in the holster under his arm.

"It's time for us to set off, old Jack." After displaying his weapons, Lawrence took a step back and shouted to the driver who was driving him. "Remember to bring my medical kit."

"Understood, sir." The coachman agreed in an old voice. Then he took a box from the luggage rack on the roof of the car and carried it on his back, and then followed Lawrence towards the water tower.

"Come on!" "I hope you can find the problem as soon as possible." People on the street looked at the backs of the two people and cheered them on, but no one noticed that the window on the second floor of a house was boarded up.

In the gap, a pair of bloodshot eyes stared at the backs of the two people with malice.

"Sure enough, the problem lies here." After Lawrence climbed to the water tank of the water tower to take samples, he observed the samples with a microscope on the top of the water tower using sunlight. Soon, he found among these samples

Traces of typhoid bacilli.

"Now we must go to the church quickly and inform them to quickly purify the water tower." Lawrence muttered quietly and stood up, but when he was about to turn around and go down, he suddenly felt that there seemed to be a guy silently on the stairs behind him.

Get closer to yourself.

[Magic Missile], knowing that no one else would come up at this time, Lawrence immediately bent down and dodged to the side, and at the same time released magic towards the location of the enemy he perceived.

After the magic missile was released, Lawrence immediately heard the sound of someone dodging footsteps behind him. Taking this opportunity, he turned around and looked in the direction of the sound, and saw that what appeared in front of him was a man using a large number of weapons.

Wrap yourself tightly in cloth.

"Our medical expert still seems to be a spell caster?" A hoarse voice came from under the tattered face covering, like scraping the bottom of a pot with a knife. "But it's okay. If I kill you, I should be able to

There is a greater chance of gaining the favor of my Lord——"

While the other party was chattering incessantly, Lawrence tried to catch the other party letting his guard down and launch a surprise attack. But until the other party finished speaking a whole sentence, he didn't find any weakness in the other party that he could attack.

[Spider Web Technique], but during this period of time, Lawrence realized that the opponent was probably a superhuman being with mobility, such as a rogue, so he took advantage of the moment when the opponent had not finished speaking and released the only one in his hand.

A magic that can limit the opponent's mobility, but this magic does not hit the prepared opponent.

"Ha, do you think you can hit me?" The guy laughed at Lawrence as he rushed towards him. Lawrence saw the dagger in the other man's hand flashing with a very ominous blue light.

Seeing the opponent approaching, Lawrence immediately released [Missile Storm]. Forced by the continuous and extremely accurate missiles, the rogue had to step back step by step to avoid the oncoming magic bullets.

It was at this time that Lawrence pulled out his pistol and shot at the opponent repeatedly. Amidst the storm of bullets and magic missiles, the rogue had to retreat again and again, and finally retreated directly to the entrance of the stairs to the top of the tower.

But at this time, both the magic missiles of Missile Storm and the bullets in the pistol were all consumed.

[Magic Missile], Lawrence once again released a magic attack, but it was blocked by the magic arm shield on the rogue's left arm.

Just when he lowered his left arm and was about to mock this attack again, which looked like a dying struggle in his eyes, he suddenly heard the sound of something breaking through the air under his feet.

"What -" Just when the wanderer felt something was wrong and was about to escape, an iron chain with some square metal weight tied to one end directly entangled his legs, and at the same time, a series of huge and sacred

The sound exploded in his ears. He immediately felt his brain buzzing, and then his vision went dark and he knew nothing.


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