Planeswalker My Plane War

Chapter 112 The Great Wizard 3
"Wow!" The little girl exclaimed after seeing the shadow hunter who was not a normal creature at all.

"It takes a living person to ask about the specific situation." The little girl suggested.She carefully avoided the bloody floor, but without any disgust or fear.Maybe there was, but she refrained from it.

"I see." He looked at the shadow hunter in front of him.This kind of thing has elementary intelligence, which is close to that of chimpanzees, that is, the intelligence of kindergarten children, and can understand some basic concepts.So he told them the threat of guns, and they would automatically avoid the weapons.

Can I just say it's worth the money? 1 The consumption of darkness is not free.

Zhang Cheng began to put away a pistol and bullets—especially bullets.On a cabinet next to it, there are several boxes of bullets.It can be seen that the people here are ready for a gun battle against a strong enemy.But even though they were prepared in this way, the final result was that the people who came didn't intend to fight them.

In the aisle ahead, there was already a miserable howl.Shouts like "Monster!" "Demon" "Run!" "God!" "Shit!"

Zhang Cheng paused in the room, noticing the magician suit hanging on the hanger.

That kind of combination is very common in movies or TV shows, that is, dresses, capes, masks and classic silk top hats.There are gloves, but no shoes.

This is exactly what is needed.Zhang Cheng stepped forward, and there was no time to change the dress, but the cloak, mask and top hat could be put on immediately.There is a mirror right next to it.Standing in front of the mirror, one can clearly see that this combination has completely concealed their true colors.The mask hides the face, the cape hides the figure, and the hat obscures the height.In fact, not to mention appearance, even race is hard to tell.Even if they stood in front of their parents, they couldn't recognize their son.

In this way, there is no problem whether it is seen by people or photographed by cameras.

"Let's go there." Zhang Cheng said.

This room is the key to going up and down the stairs.It is precisely because of this that four security guards are gathered here to ensure that no outsiders can enter the upstairs.But now the situation is reversed, no one in this building can leave unless they break through from the front.Obviously, under the attack of the shadow hunters, they didn't have any chance to launch a counterattack, so they could only fight and retreat.

"It's a devil!" "God!" The shouts never stopped. "Help!" "Wait for me!" Such voices continued.

Zhang Cheng looked from room to room.There are not many rooms on the second floor, but there is a magnificent corridor.Not to mention the gorgeous carpet under the entire aisle, there is a whole row of ** sculptures on the side.These sculptures are very expressive, some are twisting their bodies, some are carrying water bottles, some are bending over to pick up objects... It is difficult to judge how much these sculptures are worth, but we can know that they immediately improve the taste of the whole house.

At the same time, it can also use the simplest way to let outsiders understand immediately that this is a place for fun, not an ordinary apartment building.

"This is the old den of the Armenians, and it's also a brothel." The little girl said. "Other gangs also run brothels, but they choose women who are forced to 'voluntarily' do it for their living. But the Armenians are different. The Armenians kidnap women here in many places and force them into prostitution! You Look, this place...is locked in and there is no way to escape."

It is precisely because of this that the little girl believes that her sister is missing, and the Armenians are the most suspected.

"Don't the police care?" Zhang Cheng asked casually.

"The police have their insiders. If it is a raid, it will not be recognized even if it is obtained by the court of evidence. If a search warrant is formally applied, the Armenians will know in advance."

"But these things..." While speaking, Zhang Cheng had already walked into a new room.A red light was set up in the room, using ambiguous tones to show the contents inside to the visitors.Including chains hanging on the wall, shelves hanging from the ceiling and so on.You don't need to ask to know that this is the place where the execution is carried out.

In fact, except for the lights, other things are not very ambiguous, on the contrary they are very cold.

"If any of the kidnapped women refuse to obey, they will torture them repeatedly until they give in," said the little girl. "The one just now should be because they couldn't control the severity for a while...or they planned to make an example to others."

"No matter how stupid the police are, they should be able to find such things, right?" Zhang Cheng asked, pointing to the shackles on the wall.

Other things are easy to get rid of, such as rugs, sculptures, and even furniture.The Armenians might be able to clean up all of this in half a day after getting an inside tip.But these chains buried deep in the wall cannot be removed.It's hard to imagine the owner tearing down the walls to deal with the police raids, and then waiting for the police to leave and then renovating the building.

"They only need to explain that this is to meet the special needs of the guests." The little girl said. "These things can be understood as instruments of torture for the kidnapped female slaves, or props for playing SM games. Without more evidence, these things alone cannot prove anything."

Zhang Cheng was still watching, because he remembered his identity as a slave owner in another world.Well, in fact, it has nothing to do with the identity of another world.He just suddenly thought belatedly, what if the female orangutan was found in the next room?Naturally, the mother orangutan is in a coma. What if she is awake?
With this magician's outfit, it's hard for the female orangutan to recognize him when he's alone.But things are completely different with the little girl by his side... He should have the little girl behind.As it should be.

"Brother Zhang Cheng," the little girl tugged at his sleeve. "Are you interested in this method? If you are willing to wait for me for a few years, I will definitely be able to play with you. Of course, as long as you want, it is not impossible now...but not today, I must rescue my sister first." She whispered Said. "Actually, I've wanted to try it too!"

Zhang Cheng had to pretend not to hear.

They passed the third floor all the way, and when they were on the fourth floor, the wolf in front stopped.In particular, Zhang Cheng allowed the shadow hunters to kill in the building, but kept wolves and tigers by his side as preparations.

Wolves have a very important ability, which is the sense of smell.Zhang Cheng didn't want anyone to know the existence of the shadow hunter after this night.Tigers are not as good as wolves in this respect.The sense of smell of canines is mainly for searching and tracking, while that of cats is mainly for discrimination, such as judging the state of food, territory, and the like.

The wolf reminded Zhang Cheng that there was a living person next door.

Zhang Cheng pushed open the door of a certain room next door. It was a toilet, a very clean toilet.

The toilet is brightly lit, with a whole row of bulbs of various sizes above it.The floor and wall tiles were wiped as bright as snow.I don't know why there are so many lights in this place, but your shadow is really thin and almost invisible here.

Through the door of the toilet cubicle, the whispering inside can be heard - mixed with the sound of teeth clashing up and down.

Zhang Cheng asked the tiger to stand beside him, and then asked the little girl. "What is this doing?"

"He is praying to God." The little girl replied after listening. "We can ask him." She suggested to Zhang Cheng.

"You ask." Zhang Cheng replied.He is not up to the standard of bird language, and he will not speak unless he can speak.

The little girl looked at the tiger beside her, and stepped forward to knock on the door of the toilet cubicle.

The prayer sound inside became louder, and of course the frequency of the sound of teeth clashing also increased significantly.

The tiger slapped it up.With the sound of plastic breaking, the door was knocked open.There was a scream from inside!Then the tiger pounced in and came out seconds later dragging a chubby man.The man struggled desperately, but the strength of a bipedal erectus that lacked exercise was directly ignored by the tiger.He was dragged out and dropped on the floor.

A short, fat, balding man, quite old, probably around 50 or [-], wearing glasses—but now the glasses have been knocked off the ground.He put his head in his hands and burst into tears, waiting for his fate.

Any idiot knows what it means to face a tiger with bare hands.No one thinks that a tiger can't chew his own bones.

After coming here for several minutes, the tiger didn't bite down.Only then did he calm down a little bit, and looked up to see what was going on.Then he saw the tiger squatting on one side, and in front of him was a little boy.

At least it looked like a little boy - his highly myopic eyes couldn't see the other's face very well.

"You...you..." The other party stayed with the tiger so peacefully, making the situation clear at a glance, so there was no need to worry.He was trembling and trying to speak.But was interrupted by the opponent.

"I ask, you answer." The little boy Yong said.Although the voice is calm, the clear and soft sound quality makes it not sound scary. On the contrary, it can be said to be full of rhythm like singing.More or less reassuring.

"Yes Yes……"

"What's your name."

"Miss...my name is Miss." The middle-aged man replied.

"Are you an employee here?"

"I'm the... cashier of..." Mies replied tremblingly.He saw that the other party seemed to pick up something on the ground. "I'm really just a cashier..."

"You don't know where this is, do you?" Mary looked at the glasses in her hand.These are extremely high-strength myopia glasses, and they even have a dazzle effect, which can make her eyes dizzy just by looking at them. "Armenians?"

"No...no...no...not," Mies replied. "I'm a local...I...I'm just a cashier..."

"Where are the women here?" the little girl asked.Except for the corpse seen at the entrance, I didn't see any woman along the way, not even a woman's exclamation, anyone could sense that something was wrong.

"Send...send...send away!" replied the poor cashier.

"Where did you send it?! Why did you send it away?"

"I don't know." He answered quickly.The next moment, he felt a huge paw pressing on his back.As soon as the claws exerted force, they directly pressed him to the floor.Then, his highly myopic eyes saw the tiger's claw that could almost touch his eyebrows. The claw was ten centimeters long!
He screamed, trying to struggle.But how does a bipedal erect ape compare strength with a tiger?All struggles are pointless.

"So you're useless." He heard the obvious callousness in the voice just now.

"No...no, no, don't kill me!" he howled. "I'm useful, I'm useful, I know their account and password!"

There was a foul smell on the ground, and yellow liquid flowed on the smooth tiled floor.

The tiger's claws seemed to be a little loose, at least the ten-centimeter-long hook didn't hook directly into his eye socket.

"I know their passwords. There are a total of six accounts and passwords. I remember them all!"

The room on the top floor of the building has an extremely dignified atmosphere.

This is a typical office, a spacious room with bookcases at the back and a desk and sofa chair in the middle of the house.

Seven or eight people gathered here.

Here's everyone left in the entire building.Others... In fact, you will know it by smelling the pungent bloody smell.

This would have been a very normal day, and because there was no opening, it was even a day with nothing to do.But now, the paradise of doing nothing to kill time has turned into a hell of bloody slaughter in an instant.

"Then... what the hell is that?!" Someone was still muttering to himself.Others are reciting the Bible, trying to use divine power from God to deal with these demons from hell.Yet even the reciters themselves have no hope of that.In fact, if God had a soul, He would be very happy to see these people go to hell just like that.

"I don't know what it is...but they can travel in the shadows." A voice replied calmly.At this time, all the lights in the room have been turned on.It must be said that this office does turn on a lot of lights.This is not an operating room, but it also has the effect of a shadowless lamp.Whether it is furniture or people, the shadows at this time are so faint that they are almost invisible.Everyone is carefully separated by a certain distance to avoid overlapping of people and shadows.

"How about the phone?" someone asked.

"The church phone doesn't work," replied another. "The priest's mobile phone is also unanswered."

"Where is that Indian wizard?" Someone else asked anxiously.

"He answered the phone, but told us to go to sleep - it'll be fine when we wake up! That bastard didn't believe us at all! The same thing at the police station, the operator threatened to sue us for harassment!" The speaker was furious .

In fact, it's really not their fault, because before all this happened, even they didn't believe there was such a thing.

"There are several of those monsters, and they will rush in at any time!"

(End of this chapter)