Please listen to the voice of black magic

Annan was originally just an ordinary student, but sometimes he heard about the Nares gang, the largest local gangster.

As for more details, Annan does not understand, anyway, it is a well-known local gang.

“This friend, you’re not hurt, are you?”

The young man who should have come from the Narez Gang asked with concern.

At the same time, he put away the pistol in his hand.

“It’s okay, it’s just a shock, I’m just passing by, no vain disaster.”

Annan also put away his revolver at this time.

He quietly looked at this young man, who should not be much older than himself.

This young man is very good-looking, he has a pair of feminine phoenix eyes, and his natural brown hair is slightly curly, a bit like those girl cannon traffic stars in Annan’s previous life.

But this person is definitely not a lady, just now his performance is quite manly, drinking away those three hooligans with a sense of majesty.

“Then I’ll go first, ah, by the way, are you familiar with this neighborhood?” Do you know where the ghetto church next door is?

“Church?”

The young man thought about it and shook his head.

“I’m not very familiar with the neighborhood… Excuse me.

“It doesn’t matter, so be it.”

Annan nodded and turned to leave, but the young man behind him stopped him.

“Please wait, I want to inquire about a message.”

Annan stopped and turned his head.

“Well, you don’t live near here, do you? I just wanted to ask, has anyone asked you to buy some lately… Not very good medicine.

“Medicine?”

Annan, who was suddenly asked like this, almost couldn’t react, but considering what happened just now, and the identity of the young man in front of him, he understood. Medicine, is

anesthetic, is poisonous, indeed some not very good medicine.

“No, I haven’t met any suspicious people, and no one has come to sell me something suspicious.”

Annan began to be a little curious about the true identity of the young man in front of him, and what the other party was doing now.

If the identity of this young man is really as he guessed, then his behavior just now is obviously quite contradictory.

“Just ask me when I’m curious, it doesn’t matter if you don’t answer, those three guys just now are the medicine heads around here?”

Faced with Annan’s question that could not be more direct, the young man hesitated for a few seconds, and finally nodded slowly.

“This way… Then I won’t bother you, bye.

Annan waved his hand and left quickly.

This time, no one stopped him or stopped him.

Annan calmly kept moving forward, as if he had forgotten what had just happened.

He walked for fifteen minutes so unhurriedly.

“This is it… Church?

Annan, who had been walking along the edge of the slum, finally saw his goal.

It’s just that this church, located on the edge of the slum, is a little different from what he imagined.

“It does look like a church on the outside, but it’s too dilapidated, hasn’t it been repaired for a long time?” It was a

small wooden chapel with a very dilapidated exterior, and although there was no damage or hollowness in the building as a whole, the exterior wall was blackened as a whole, and many unknown plants climbed on it.

If it weren’t for the fact that the exterior outline of the building was indeed a cross architectural style, and there was barely a cross symbol on the façade, probably not many people would believe that it was a church.

Annan did not rush over, he turned on his dead eyes for a second to observe.

“This is too exaggerated…”

Through the death perspective of black magic, Annan saw something quite amazing.

“Surely this church is not a cemetery? Why did those breaths of death seem to condense into substance? Is there any dead space inside?

Annan was surprised as he stepped closer to the slum.

Of course he didn’t want to go into church just like that, he wanted to find someone nearby.

“There you have.”

It didn’t take long for Annan to find his target.

The boy, who was probably only about ten years old, sat on the edge of the slum, setting up a stall next to the avenue.

“That’s where Duran bought that cross?”

Annan walked to the little boy’s stall with a natural expression.

Before he could get closer, the little boy was already soliciting.

“Handsome big brother over there! Would you like to buy a handmade cross? Very cheap! Buy more to give you a discount!

“How do you buy these crosses?”

Annan raised his eyebrows and stopped in front of the little boy’s stall.

The items bought at this stall are all religious accessories, the most are crosses, there are more than a dozen, and the rest are bits and pieces of things that I don’t know when they will be used.

“This number! One! Very cheap! The

little boy whose clothes were washed white was more than his hands and feet.

The cross that the little boy sold was indeed cheap, but unless it was a religious believer, the people living in this slum probably would not have the heart to buy it even if it was cheap.

“Want a cross, you kid, usually set up a stall here?”

Annan picked a cross at random.

In fact, his hands had quietly touched all the crosses, and his ability to listen to the sounds of black magic could feel even if his skin was rubbed.

However, he did not hear the sound of black magic on any cross.

“Yes, yes, when there are many people on Saturday, you may go to the opposite street, handsome big brother, remember to help when you meet in the future!”

The little boy happily took the coin and put it in his pocket.

Annan, who was holding the cross he had just bought, glanced at the skinny little boy and left.

“That kid just now… How…”

Annan didn’t think his black magic went wrong, he should have read it right. “The breath of death came out

endlessly in that child’s heart, completely enveloping his whole person, and finally these breaths of death would return to the heart…”

Annan didn’t know what he had encountered.

The little boy’s attitude reaction seemed very normal, but under the black magic of being able to see death, it revealed an incomprehensible strangeness.

“And then, that church…”

Annan, who slowly walked along the edge of the slum, struggled to control himself from looking back.

“The dilapidated chapel is too, there is a lot of death breath coming out of it, and then like that boy, it wraps the whole building, but these breaths will not dissipate, and will return to the church again…”

Annan began to reflect that he should have asked one more word in passing when he bought crosses at the boy’s stall.

“That kid, does he live in church? If so…”

Annan touched the revolver hidden under his coat.

“A gun, an attack magic, a person, is it enough?”