Mystery: I can change things in books

Chapter 77 Continue to Fight
The underground water system of Iron Cross Street has not been repaired for a long time. The heavy rain only lasted for ten minutes, and the rainwater on the street gathered into a small river up to the ankles.

Horik ran into the rain, and the streets were deserted.Across the street, there was a figure holding an umbrella walking slowly along the wall. He seemed to be an old man, and his figure was vaguely visible in the rain.

"Mole" ran after him, knife in hand.

Horik ran toward the apartment across the street and hid another loaded revolver behind his pillow.

The man holding the umbrella stopped in place. He didn't seem to understand why there were two people running in the rain. When Horik and him saw each other clearly, they realized that the other party was their teammate.

Fred Jeff held an umbrella and wore casual clothes. He looked at Horik running towards him with a smile and shouted: "You forgot your 'Sleep' charm. I brought it to you today." I won’t be here tonight—”

His words stopped abruptly, Horik looked at Fred, and was about to shout to him to get out of the way, but his foot slipped and he fell into the rain.

The "Mole" chasing after him had red eyes. He did not stop to attack Horik, who fell in the rain, but stabbed the poisoned sharp knife into Fred's chest.

The defenseless Fred groaned and fell back, as if someone had pushed him hard from the front. He didn't even react.

The black poison dissolved into the blood of the wound and flowed throughout the body along the blood vessels.

Fred was a lonely old man who chose this path himself.

He became an Extraordinary very late. He only became an Extraordinary when his daughter was in kindergarten. He could only keep it a secret from his family, and he was different from others. He did not force his family to believe in steam and energy like him. God of machines.He is a very devout believer in the God of Machinery and Steam, and volunteers for several hours at the Church of the Holy Numbers at least three days a week.

His wife had a car accident not long after he became a Beyonder. She was about to deliver food to Fred, who was a volunteer at Holy Number Church, and the accident happened just like that.

His daughter hated him very much and thought he had killed her mother, so she chose to spend her college career in Backlund and never returned to Tingen.

After she graduated from college, a telegram was sent from Backlund to the logistics department of Hoy University. She completely severed ties with her father. Along with the telegram, there was a remittance slip that he gave to his daughter while she was in college. The money remitted was paid back in full.

At that time, he looked at the telegram in his hand with a smile on his face, kept rubbing the remittance slip, and said to himself that his daughter had finally grown up.He feels very guilty about his daughter, but he is unwilling to admit that his daughter hates him.

Fred Jeff is such a person. Regarding the church, he can pat his chest and say that I believe in the god of steam and machinery [-] percent, but he can't say a word about his family.

He turned his guilt towards his wife and daughter into motivation. Every morning and evening he prayed for his daughter who was far away in Backlund, praying that she would be healthy, safe and happy.

Sadly, he never even got to see his daughter grow up.

The rain was pouring down, dripping into Fred's eyes. His lungs were like bellows, and the poison had begun to eat into his respiratory system.

"Mole" turned around, raised his sharp knife and jumped towards Horik.

"boom!"

An engraved bronze bullet spun and tore through the rain curtain, hitting the knife in "Mole's" hand. His wrist buzzed and trembled.

Chris held an umbrella in one hand and a gun in the other, staring coldly at Leo Seff who was ten meters away.

Seph turned his head, the smile on his face became more and more crazy. This was the madness of meeting an evenly matched opponent. At this moment, he was not like an assassin hiding in the shadows, but more like a madman who took pleasure in taking other people's lives.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!" The standard pistol in Chris's hand fired continuously, and the triangular holy light at the bottom of the bullet spun away from him, rushing towards Leo Sev, who escaped the first five rounds, but the first Six rounds hit him in the arm.

If Chris had used an ordinary revolver, O'Sev would have been able to dodge them one by one, as the revolver's rate of fire was too slow for him.

But Chris used the "Roselle Standard Pistol". This pistol originally only existed in the manuscripts of Emperor Russell, but the Mechanical Heart created a prototype, which was then continuously improved by the Mechanical Heart. He used This version of the "X" type bullet has a much faster muzzle velocity than the revolver.

This is Chris' extraordinary weapon!

Leo Seff held his bleeding arm and stared at Chris with murderous hatred in his eyes.

It's a pity that he is not an evil spirit or a living corpse, and he did not hit his vitals. The demon-hunting bullets are not fatal to him.

Leo Seff turned around and fled into the rain. Chris put away his pistol, ran to Fred, and looked at Horik next to him: "What's going on?!"

He had just finished practicing fighting and came back from Gawain's home. When passing through the South District, he suddenly felt an itch on his wrist. He jumped off the carriage and walked towards the place where the inspiration prompted him. He walked to the middle of Iron Cross Street and saw someone being attacked.But he didn't expect it to be Fred.He knew that Horik and the others were following "Mole", but he didn't know the exact location.

Horik didn't answer. He slumped on the ground.

The downpour suddenly stopped, and now only the rain-soaked walls and overflowing streets proved that it had just rained here.And they were all soaked.

Chris stretched out his hand to greet the patrolman who came over after hearing gunshots in the distance. He unfolded his police officer's ID card that was wrinkled by the rain and asked the patrolman to notify the police station to block the main road in the South District. Then he stopped a carriage and took the unconscious man into the carriage. Fred drove towards the nearest hospital.He was wearing a police uniform, and the coachman did not dare to bargain.

In the shaking carriage, Chris took off his police uniform and placed it on Fred's chest, pressing it with his hand to prevent blood from flowing out of the wound.

He took out the white crystal copper chain from his pocket. He knew that Fred had been stabbed and was in a very bad condition.

Chris glanced at Fred's pale face, closed his eyes tightly, concentrated his spiritual energy and silently recited the divination sentence:
"Fred's life is in danger"

"Fred's life is in danger"...

After seven times, he opened his eyes and saw the white crystal spinning rapidly in mid-air, clockwise.

"Hurry up!"

Chris roared and shouted loudly, and the coachman responded with the reins in his hands. It made a "swish" sound in the air, the horse raised its head and neighed, and the horses' hooves made a continuous sound.

……

Leo Seff was squatting half-crouched at the entrance of the alley, panting slightly. He removed his palm, and the demon-hunting bullet was deeply embedded in his flesh. The muscle fibers could be clearly seen, and the wounds were deep enough to see the bones.

Although demon hunting bullets are not fatal, their damage is obviously much greater than ordinary bullets.

He looked at the triangular holy light on the base of the demon hunting bullet and showed a disgusting smile.

He put his mouth close to the wound, took out the demon-hunting bullet, raised it and looked at it, and licked the blood on it excitedly.

(End of this chapter)