campus magician

Chapter 1621 The Death of Mr. K (8)
Taking the elevator, he went up to the base first, and then ran all the way to the crown from the spiral staircase. Gao Yuan gasped for breath, but he did not disappoint him. A magician stood around the hall.

In the center of the hall, there is obviously a magic circle that has already been arranged.

It was a strange circle, and inside the circle was a strange array of hexagrams, but on each corner of the hexagrams, there was a line leading to the very center of the circle.

In the very center of the magic circle, that is, at the very center of the magic circle, is a metal stick. The length of the stick is not high, just the height of a person sitting down and stretching his hands flat from the ground.

On the top of the stick is a small square table, the small table is not big, it seems that it can only hold an open book.

It's just that the table is empty now.

But the six magicians standing outside the circle didn't know that Gao Yuan came in, but each of them held up their own magic wands, as if they were casting spells to maintain the operation of the magic circle.

Gao Yuan only took a few breaths, and was about to attack these magicians, but at this moment, an old voice suddenly came.

"You are Gao Yuan? Although I had expected that Lu Boguan lied to me, he would not kill you so easily. But I didn't expect you to be so powerful, and easily defeated the ones I arranged below. My subordinates, and guessed that I was here, and dared to come here so quickly. What surprised me the most was that Lu Boguan didn't intend to appear here at all, and he wanted to borrow your hand. Get rid of me."

As soon as the voice fell, a figure appeared from the other side of the exit.

Looking at Gao Yuan, he was shocked.

Because listening to this person, he should be Mr. K, but to his surprise, Mr. K turned out to be an old man in a wheelchair.

That's right, Mr. K appeared in front of Gao Yuan while sitting in a wheelchair, pushing the wheels with his hands. A crutch was placed across the front handle of the wheelchair.

Looking at his legs again, they turned out to have been severely shrunk, and the thickness of his legs was not as thick as the walking stick in his hand.

Looking at his face again, his hair has fallen out, and only the wrinkles on his face can be seen. He may be in his 90s if he is not 80 years old, and he is dying.

"You are Mr. K?" Gao Yuan couldn't help asking.

"That's right, I am, but I'm not either." The old man walked out slowly pushing the wheelchair, and at the same time continued: "I said I am, because I planned and did these things behind the scenes, you Mother, Gandalf, and many others, I also ordered others to do it. And the reason why I say no is because 'Mr. K' is not me alone, but a family, a heritage family with a long history.”

Gao Yuan had already guessed this point, stared at Mr. K for a moment, and then asked: "Then, are all the members of this family code-named 'Mr. K' here?"

(End of this chapter)