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Chapter 154 Enslavement
At the same time, Locke, who had killed all the two patrols outside, picked up the guard's gun, and walked in directly from the main entrance of the villa with two guns in hand.

The surveillance at the main entrance of the villa happened to see this scene, and Locke in armor appeared at the main entrance, which surprised Cypher:
"The defensive firepower of the villa was personally arranged by her. There are almost no dead spots. If you enter from any angle, you will be discovered, but the person in front of you actually walked directly through the main entrance, which is too incredible."

The moment Locke opened the door, he was discovered. After all, his behavior was too arrogant, and even ordinary people couldn't help but notice him suddenly appearing at the front door.

At this moment, all the people in the hall on the first floor looked at Locke together, standing at the gate in black armor, helmet and mask.

Cypher, who was staring at the monitor, also stared at Locke, and found that he glanced around very calmly.

Locke is just counting. There are 41 people on the first floor. Everyone's position and furniture arrangement have been recorded in his brain, and the analysis begins with the model of the gun road.

Everything happened in just a short moment, and the guards in the villa finally realized that, regardless of whether the guy in black armor in front of him was crazy or had taken too many drugs, they were not going to talk nonsense.

"Get rid of..."

As soon as the man spoke, Locke had already started.

"Da da da da..."

Intensive gunshots sounded like raindrops, and at this moment, Cypher, who was staring at the monitor, saw an extremely terrifying phenomenon-dozens of people gathered fire together, but they couldn't hit a person who was close at hand.

This guy in armor was walking in the villa with double guns, as if he was shooting casually. He didn't show any rapid-fire skills, and he didn't seem to take any aim, but someone must have fallen to the ground.

Not a single bullet could hit him, and the person in front of him was like a ghost, carrying the wind of death from hell.

When he entered the room, everyone fired together, but the man who should have been beaten into a sieve walked leisurely among the bullets.

The people here are all professionally trained elites, but all of them are aiming and shooting wildly, but they can't let the bullets chase his figure. Everything in front of them seems to be the most absurd nightmare.

Locke was wandering around the villa at this time, relying on advanced gun martial arts, even the firepower point and firing angle that had been designed by the most professional personnel could not do anything to him.

In Cypher's eyes, every movement of the man in armor seems to be misleading the people around him, like a master magician, you can never guess his next move correctly.

From the first floor to the second floor, all the people rushed to support, but soon there were only half of them left, and the two guns that Locke had just obtained from the guards also ran out of bullets.

He did not take out the weapon from the dimensional space, but threw away the two guns in his hand, and looked at a man in front of him.

At this moment, he was desperate. In just a short while, he emptied three magazines. The barrel of the gun was already hot, but the bullets scattered like raindrops couldn't hit the person in front of him at all.

Until he saw Locke throwing the gun in his hand, he seemed to grasp the straw of life-saving, and said loudly: "He's out of bullets!"

No sooner had he said this than he could no longer speak.

Locke passed by his side, like a gust of wind, the other party seemed to have been sucked out of his soul, and fell to the ground with a sway.

The remaining people had just raised hope, but soon fell into deeper despair, because they found that after Locke took out the knife, his killing efficiency did not decrease at all, or even increased.

Soon everyone fell to the ground. Locke looked at a surveillance camera and smiled slightly: "What? You should be very happy to see me, right?"

"Who the hell are you?" Cypher took a deep breath, trying to suppress the panic in his heart.

She is definitely well-informed, but this is the first time she has seen such a ghostly scene, as if the god of death harvesting life, every time the blade passes by, someone will die completely.

"Let's go!" Seeing Locke on the surveillance camera walking upstairs, Cypher didn't care about anything else, grabbed Peggy, untied the rope that tied her to the chair, lifted her up, opened the window, and planned to Jump out from here.

"Crack!"

"brush!"

The sound of the door opening was accompanied by a flash of knife light, and a long wound appeared on Cypher's leg, which distorted her movements and hit the window sill all of a sudden.

"Swipe!" There was another flash of a knife, and the panicked surveillance officer stuck a long knife in his neck.

Locke came to the surveillance personnel step by step, pulled out the knife, and then looked at Cypher who blocked Peggy in front of him, pointing the pistol at Peggy's head.

"How did you find this place?" Cypher stared at Locke closely. Although he couldn't tell his identity from his armor and helmet, Cypher intuitively knew that the person in front of him was Locke.

Locke looked up at Cypher without any answer, the magic ring under the glove flickered, and the next moment, a ray of light hit her eyes.

"Click." The gun in Cypher's hand fell to the ground, and he covered his head and trembled on the ground.

"Okay, there's nothing else to do." Locke hugged Peggy and rubbed her head. The changed electronic voice made Peggy frown and said, "Your outfit is really ugly."

Smiling without speaking, Locke came to the front of the monitor, started to operate, and quickly cleared all the data before looking at Cypher.

"Why don't you kill her?" Peggy asked quietly, looking at Cypher who stood up again.

"You are young, don't always talk about this kind of thing." Locke knocked on Peggy's forehead, and then said to Cypher: "Clean up all traces here, and come see me tomorrow."

"Of order, my master." Cypher in front of him nodded slowly, and said to Locke very respectfully.

"This is..." Peggy looked at Cypher standing in front of Locke with a loyal face, and couldn't help blinking.

"What's going on?" Leaving the villa and getting into the car, Peggy looked at Locke and couldn't help asking.

"A special spell."

Locke didn't explain too much, this is actually a kind of magic he learned from the queen in the fairy tale world.

It is possible to directly enslave a person's spirit and turn him into his own slave without compromising normal thinking.

This spell can only be used on ordinary people, and has no effect on magicians. The queen relied on this magic to 'persuade' several nobles who opposed her, and took control of the Kingdom of Lorence.

To be honest, this magic is somewhat vicious. Locke hasn't tried it after learning it, but he doesn't have any psychological burden to use it on Cypher at this moment.

(End of this chapter)