Ember’s Gun

Chapter 112


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The times are progressing, changing, and new things happen every day, which is extremely psychedelic and fascinating.

Until Lorenzo was back inside the streets of Old Turin, he still didn’t know where the Broken Dome was.

He went in blindfolded, then came out blindfolded, breathing the cold and humid air, a little more smile on his indifferent face.

At this moment, his identity is completely different. From the outside detective of Suaran Hall to the outside detective of the cleansing agency, in a sense, Lorenzo has really become a traitor to the Demon Hunter Order at this moment. After all, before its disbandment, 2 The relationship between organizations is not very good.

The dark carriage was parked behind him, the door opened wide, and Joey was sitting in the carriage watching Lorenzo’s departure.

At the moment Lorenzo left Broken Dome, the information about him was stuffed into the transmission capsule inside, followed by the complicated tube cultivation, and finally sealed and archived. So in that moment, Lorenzo Holmes joined the cleansing agency. Battle sequence inside.

He could hear the rubbing of the door, and at that moment countless secret doors in the world opened to Lorenzo. Although it may only be temporary, from this moment he is no longer singlehanded and stands behind him. It鈥檚 the cleansing agency, Old Turin, and it鈥檚 a huge machine called Irvine, which runs with a roar and crushes all obstacles in the path.

“Mr. Holmes, looking forward to your good news.”

Joey’s voice came from far behind, and Lorenzo turned his head and saw only the hand waving from the window of the car and the carriage disappearing into the fog.

The dim lights lined up in the fog, and Lorenzo wrapped his clothes tightly and strode forward.

But the monotonous pace began to mess up, but returned to the same, as if someone was trying to follow Lorenzo’s pace, tilting his head slightly, Watson was walking alongside him, and Lorenzo was slightly taken aback when he saw her look.

It can change into many shapes, or it doesn鈥檛 have a fixed shape. It only takes a specific shape for the low-level mortals like Lorenzo to understand its existence, but Lorenzo is surprised that it seems very Like this look, this face that cannot be mentioned by name, her dress is different every time she appears in Lorenzo’s eyes, like a caring female companion adapting to various occasions, although only Lorenzo can see her.

“This is a very interesting case.”

Watson was wearing a trench coat similar to Lorenzo at the moment. He was so indifferent, but like a naughty child, he stepped on the puddle with rain boots.

But she was only acting on the illusion in Lorenzo’s mind. Watson could only be trapped in Lorenzo’s eyes and could not interfere with reality at all. So the rain boots stepped on, but did not arouse any splashes. The water was calm, as if she was walking on the water. .

“Why, do you have any ideas?”

Lorenzo said somewhat mockingly that his knowledge of Watson was limited to a rough idea. People who really knew what she was basically died in Night of Advent, so he was full of vigilance against it.

“Of course, do you want to hear it?”

“forget it.”

Lorenzo directly refused. He didn’t want to have too much intersection with this devil. At this moment, he had fallen into the darkness inside, and sooner or later he would be completely swallowed.

“Really? Lorenzo, I know a lot, you really don’t want to…”

“You still shut up.”

Looking at Watson with cold eyes, it was really a delicate and beautiful face. Lorenzo still remembered the first time he saw her. It was the best winter in Florence in his memory.

But now Lorenzo knows very well that she is dead. At this moment, she is just an illusion skin, under which lies the monster that cannot be told.

“Yeah, are you angry?”

Speaking, the white hand flicked Lorenzo’s face, but Lorenzo was ruthlessly knocked out.

Watson froze, then said.

“Those people are not only for you to investigate the case, it is also a deepening of’trust’, and he also watches the power of secret blood.”

“If they don’t spy on secret blood, I will feel a ghost.”

Lorenzo answered without emotion.

Greed is human nature. In the words of “Gospel”, it is an inherent evil, but sometimes this evil is also very interesting. It will drive humans forward. As greed increases, humans conquer One peeping thing after another.

This is the normal state of people. Just like seeing a piece of gold, you can’t help but look at it a few more times. Lorenzo has the same thing for cleansing agency. If in the conversation just now, Merlin and Arthur didn’t mention secret at all. The blood thing will really make Lorenzo feel uneasy.

“Oh, didn’t expect you to be so open.”

Watson jokingly said that it was a beautiful scene, but Lorenzo felt nauseous at the thought of her nature.

Just as the restless anger was about to be released, some old but menopausal voices sounded.

“Lorenzo, are you really crazy? How long will you talk to the air?”

Mrs. Van Lude opened the door and looked at Lorenzo. He will be too old next year, but his belly has been full of menopausal anger. Sometimes Lorenzo even suspects that Mrs. Van Lude’s menopause will last until her death.

Watson let out a chuckle, and then it melted into the air like ink. Lorenzo stared at the disappearing spot, hesitated a little to face Mrs. Van Lude with a familiar smile, and then walked into the door.

People’s emotions are incoherent, even himself. He doesn’t want to show his angry expression to Mrs. Van Lude.

Walking into the warm house, Lorenzo discovered that the living room has changed a lot. The fire in the fireplace is burning, and many decorations placed in the lockers are also displayed and hung in different places. It is a family warmth. It seems that a festival is coming.

Lorenzo looked at these and said somewhat helplessly.

“Mrs. Van Lude, Old Turin has just entered winter. There is still a long way to go before the birthday of God. There is no need to decorate it so early.”

The birthday of God is a festival of Evangelion Church. According to the records in “Gospel”, the illusory god appeared in the world today, so mortals recorded all this and regarded this day as a celebration of God’s birthday.

A few hundred years ago, this festival was only a traditional festival in the Holy Gospel Papal State. However, as the dominance of Evangelion Church rose and the beliefs invaded various countries, this festival also spread to other countries inside along with believer.

So this holiday is held in many countries, and some people are not believer, but just want to find an excuse to celebrate. Sometimes Lorenzo thinks Mrs. Van Lude is such a person.

She has always been passionate about the birthday of God. It is only during this time that Mrs. Van Lude will be rare and friendly within a year inside. Sometimes she will make free breakfast for Lorenzo. Lorenzo was really flattered at that time. It feels like a doctor happily said to you that he named a new disease after you.

Lorenzo trembling in fear after eating that meal, for fear that she just wiped her mouth after eating, the old woman put a gun on her forehead and told herself to pack her luggage and go out within 5 minutes.

“You care about me? Don’t you want to live anymore!”

Mrs. Van Lude squinted at Lorenzo, and Lorenzo could only shut up.

Looking at the time, it was only a few hours before dawn. Lorenzo didn’t expect that he would lose a little time in Broken Dome. He thought it would be dawn when he came out.

But turning his head to look towards Mrs. Van Lude, Lorenzo has these suspicions. Has this old woman not slept until now, or just woke up?

But this is not important. Lorenzo stopped thinking about that. He climbed up the stairs. He needed a good sleep before hunting Demon. After all, as a senior hunter, preparations before hunting are indispensable.

On the second floor, Higgs’ room door opened slightly, but there was no one inside. Lorenzo seemed to know the answer that Mrs. Van Lude was still awake. She should be waiting for Higgs to return.

Higgs was the earliest tenant of 121A. Lorenzo was only later. Listening to the conversation between them, it seems that Higgs has lived here since he was very young. Compared to the landlord Mrs. Van Lude, he is more like his stepmother. The stepmother of the knife mouth tofu heart.

Lorenzo and Higgs don鈥檛 have much communication. Because of Demon, Lorenzo is a plague god for ordinary persons. After a long time in contact with him, he will inevitably encounter some events about Demon.

He doesn’t want others to experience misfortune because of himself. Lorenzo was actually a bit lonely and didn’t have many friends during his 6 years in Old Turin.

Lying on a somewhat cold bed, Lorenzo looked at the seashore and leaflets on the ceiling. He couldn’t help thinking about these in the dead of night, but he could always convince himself.

The road to the goal is fragile ice floes, and Lorenzo can only move on without leaving anything, and he does not regret it.

He closed his eyes heavily, waiting for the arrival of a new day.

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In this quiet night, some people are sleeping and some are wailing.

The man ran wildly along the narrow alley, his face looks sinister, and his body was full of fear.

Shouldn’t, what happened to all this?

While escaping for his life, he asked himself. Hughes, a member of the gang in the lower city district, did a great job. He started his home by smuggling. Although it is not large in scale, he also mixed in the place where fish and dragons mixed in together in the lower city district. He gained some fame, but it was clear that this man from the port of Rendona was not satisfied with it.

Prior to this, the lower city district was attacked by Suaran Hall. The attacked gang was named Green Shark. It is said that the owner of Green Shark, the mysterious Saab, died that night. The entire lower city district was terrified. It seems that Old Turin is really ready to take action on the lower city district.

Everyone transferred their wealth one after another, trying to recover the upcoming loss, but Hughes didn’t do it. He had a natural cruel and desperate imposing manner.

At that critical moment, he did not back down but annexed Green Shark鈥檚 industry and expanded his own industry further during the chaos. Obviously he finally made the right bet. The purge from Old Turin did not come, and he won. Everything.

The boy who was to go through arduous training or hard work on a fishing boat finally became a man with power, but now that shit power can’t save him.

After all, whether it is sword or power, it is a vocabulary that was born for the concept of man, and it is obviously nothing for the monster that follows in the darkness.

The monster’s low roar was all in its ears. It seemed to kill itself unhurried, like a hunter playing with its prey.

Usually Hughes will not tolerate these, even if he is dead, he will work hard, but that is only for people, now he doesn’t even have the courage to face the monster.

In front of the monster, his guard could not hold up even one minute and was strangled to become sludge, and he fired several shots at the monster in the meantime. Although the light was dim, Hughes must have hit it several times in the head. But this can’t even hurt the monster.

There was a sudden whistling wind in his ears, and Hughes’ mind went blank for an instant, but then he felt a kind of uncontrollable pain, and he began to cry in tears.

The whole person fell to the end of the messy alley, the blood dyed was red with sewage, and he moved down from the torso. There was a neat incision below the knee, and the broken limb had long been missing.

As if the desire to survive was at work, Hughes scratched the ground, crawling hard, shed a scarlet path behind him.

But soon the sharp claw penetrated his thigh and nailed him to the ground. He cried feebly, and the fate of death could no longer be changed.

The monstrous almost unhurried killing him, like a merciless torture, it only hopes that Hughes will endure enough pain before death.

“So you feel pain too…”

The monster made a faint voice, but the voice sounded so familiar to Hughes, the painful wailing ended, and he stiffened his face, seeming to realize who the owner of the voice was.

“This … this impossible …”

He repeated it over and over, and then his head was lifted up by his big twisted hands. Through the faint light, he saw the scarred and hideous face.

“Why… could it be you?”

Hughes couldn’t believe what he saw, and even said he didn’t dare to look away to peek at the hideous remnants.

“No, no, it has nothing to do with me, he asked me to do it, you know, although I am the leader of the gang, I also need those nobles to provide shelter!”

But the monster obviously didn’t care about this, his voice was hoarse and full of venomous grievances.

“This is the price you pay, Hughes.”

Speaking of sharp claw, he gently cut off a small piece of flesh and blood. Hughes let out an unbearable wailing sound. The sound was so stern, but it was extremely sweet in the ears of monsters, like a beautiful song. .

“Of course, don’t be sad. I will kill all the participants. Everyone will have a fair ending.”

The monster said so in the painful killing.

Tonight is still long, it still has a long time to pain Hughes, it’s perfect.


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