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Chapter Nineteen: The Riddler

Ender looked at the man in front of him. He had a very serious face with Chinese characters and no expression on his face. He looked like a righteous hero in those martial arts novels.

It was already the twelfth lunar month, and although it was not snowing in Shanghai and people on the street were wearing cotton-padded clothes, this man was shirtless, proudly showing off his strong muscles.

"Mr. Luander, we have been waiting for you for a long time."

Ender could guarantee that he had never seen this unsmiling, stone-like man, but he knew exactly what to do when encountering a Riddler who spoke unclearly.

Ender secretly gathered strength in his hand, and before the man could finish speaking, a quagmire spell hit the ground beneath him.

The man was sitting cross-legged on the ground. Before he could react, he felt the ground beneath him soften, as if he was trapped in a quagmire and unable to escape.

"Mr. Lu, I don't mean any harm."

The man made no move and wanted to explain, but Ender would not listen to such a hidden Riddler.

He made a gesture, silently mobilized his magic power, pointed it at the ground under the man, and turned the mud into stone.

Under the influence of turning mud into stone, the ground that had softened into a swamp hardened again, blocking the man's movement.

Ender has used this trick many times, sometimes to block enemy attacks, and sometimes to add a little spice to boring life.

"Mr. Lu..."

The man wanted to say something else, but Ender thought it would be safer to tie him up and transport him to a safe house for torture.

Since the man can tell his pseudonym, there are only two possibilities:

One is that he or his companions have some kind of prophetic ability. Although this is rare among mixed races, it is not impossible.

The second is that he has been investigating himself and got some information about himself.

Either way, Ender was prepared to let him vomit out everything he knew under the influence of magic, so that the initiative could be in Ender's own hands.

Seeing that Ander didn't listen to him at all, the man twisted his eyebrows together, showing a very troubled expression.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Lu!"

The man closed his eyes and shouted loudly, and a strong light erupted from his exposed skin, lighting up the entire room like a scorching sun.

Ender was staring at the man, preparing to cast the next spell, when he was caught off guard by the flash bomb.

"Flash Technique, you dirty bitch."

Obscene words spewed out of Ender's mouth, but his hands were not slow at all, and he immediately cast a Stoneskin spell on himself to defend against possible attacks.

The bright light only lasted for a moment, but it caused Ender to be blinded for several seconds. When he looked back, the man had disappeared, leaving only a large pit with gravel on the ground.

"Ran?"

Ender looked at the large crater on the ground. It was obvious that the man had broken the rock that bound him. Looking at the cracks on the ground, his strength was almost equivalent to two Angers.

The sound of footsteps came from behind, and a man appeared behind Ander at an unknown moment. He clenched his fist and punched Ender directly in the back of the head with a sound of breaking wind.

"Do you want to kill me?"

Ender turned around and hit the man with a fast arcane missile, knocking him away.

"Mr. Lu, we just want to ask you a favor."

Help, help, this kind of thing sounds very troublesome and there is no reward, so Ender is naturally not willing to do it.

The man had just stood up, and the spell that Ender had prepared for a long time finally came into use.

"Dominate Humanity"

The man had just stood up and forcefully swallowed Ender's five-ring enchantment spell "Control Humanity", and immediately began to use his hands and feet non-stop.

"Okay, let's talk about it when we get back."

Ender manipulated the man to stand aside while he sat down to recover his magic power. Fighting with this man whose chest glowed, Ender himself also consumed a lot.

While Ander was talking some obscure words about Jia Liang and Li Lu, he sat cross-legged on the ground and waited for the recovery of his magic power.

After resting for a while, Ander felt that his magic power had recovered a little. He stood up and controlled the man to walk next to him.

Ender had the memory teleportation spell, but the place of teleportation had to be familiar, so Ender chose the hall in the safe house, where he would stay longer.

Along with Ender's incomprehensible singing, most of the newly recovered magic power was consumed, and the naked man and Ender disappeared.

In the secret party's safe house, Angers was holding a revolver and shooting at the target in front of him.

He actually doesn't like revolvers, but the lightest weapon in this batch of weapons is this pistol, and the others are difficult to get to the big guys on the street.

It may seem to outsiders that Angers fired six bullets in one second, but if you count the new bullet holes on the target paper in front of you, you will know that Angers fired 60 bullets in one second.

It's far from his limit.

"Although I still think the knife is easy to use, there is nothing wrong with multiple attack methods."

Angers realized a truth in previous battles: you have to use a knife as well as a gun, so that you can be considered healthy.

After all, I only have one hand to hold the knife, and it doesn't seem appropriate to leave the other hand empty.

Just then, Angers heard the sound of something heavy falling to the ground in the living room.

"Damn it, I still calculated the distance wrong."

Angers walked over and found Ander holding a naked man lying on the stone floor of the living room. The stone slab beneath him was broken, and it was obvious that he had fallen badly.

"I didn't know you had this kind of hobby." Angers looked at Ander, who was pinned down by the naked man.

Ender pushed the man away, walked tremblingly to the side, and stretched out on the sofa.

"There was something wrong with my teleportation. I fell from the ceiling to the ground and used it as a meat pad for this guy."

Perhaps it was because of the serious fall that Ender didn't want to be arrogant, but simply told what happened to him.

Angers listened to Ander's experience on the road today and was a little surprised by the dragon's familiarity with China, but thinking of those strange magics, he did not delve into this issue.

"Didn't you say you don't need magic?"

"It's no use to me. I can only find the Heaven and Earth Society because of my many years of experience as a bard."

Angers didn't believe what Ender said, but what was important now was not this, but this man with a broken body who seemed to have prophetic abilities.

Under Ender's control, the man was tightly tied with ropes and restrained on a chair.

Ender released a ball of fire, lighting up the man's face, waking him up and asking.

"Name?"

"Chu Hao..."

"identity?"

"The deputy head of the Demon Slaying Hall of the Heaven and Earth Society..."

This Chu Hao's status is not low. Let's ask him later if he can understand "the earth vibrates and the mountains rise, and the mountains and rivers are beautiful for eternity".

"What are you doing with me?"

"Help us...

The man paused for a long time at this time, as if he was resisting the mental control brought about by dominating human beings.

Ender had to increase his magic power, but Chu Hao finally couldn't stand it anymore and uttered four words:

"Blow up the dragon veins!"


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