I, the leader of the secret sect, will do great things in the infinite world!

"This is the Vienna police station." Franz took a step back indistinctly.

"I know." Li Lin nodded, "I'm a good person."

Franz gritted his teeth slightly: "Are you a fucking good person?"

"I didn't have a choice before, but now I want to be a good person." Li Lin's voice sounded in the back of his head.

Apparate.

At the same time, a hard object hit the back of Franz's waist.

when......?

Amazing!

Franz was shocked, his eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it—the key hunter was so bold as to dare to openly attack a Viennese sheriff at the gate of the police station!

"Damn...do you know what you're doing?!"

It was Li Lin's whisper that answered him.

"Crucio cut out the bones, and the soul came out of the body."

Under the hazy night shadow, Li Lin put his hand on Franz's shoulder, like a close friend who had a good chat with the police officer.

Li Lin put Franz's shoulders on his shoulders, and gradually walked towards the deserted alley, and the two were very close.

If one ignores the police officer's trembling body and gradually dilated pupils.

Li Lin never dealt with his enemies for more than three chapters.

166 The liquidator has arrived

"Where did you get him?" the exile asked Li Lin.

"I really want to answer that he rolled around in an alley, with many bullet holes on his body." Li Lin played with Batman's meme maliciously, "But I'm neither crazy nor crazy, and I don't know how to do that kind of thing. product."

After being tortured by out-of-body and Legilimency, Franz's mind has been read completely.

Thanks to this official extraordinary person who exposed his identity, Li Lin's knowledge of blade appearance has never been deeper, so that what he can hear now is the sound of swords and guns bursting, mixed with a few words of dissatisfaction. The unclean battlefield scolded.

The combat experience obtained from Franz's mind cannot be directly transformed into Li Lin's own instinct, but if he is willing to spend a certain amount of time every day exercising, he can quickly transform those memories into his own.

"Unfortunately, this government lord is on the wrong side." The exile sorted out his things, and sighed with emotion, "Maybe this may not be a pawn arranged by my enemy, but there is no doubt that the liquidation People have found traces of others. I hope that the chief of police who spent a whole year on others can be of some use."

"They're coming, coming soon."

"The big one is coming." Li Lin repeated in a strange manner.

"I hope they don't do those things, but if they have a bottom line, they won't be called liquidators." The exile snapped his suitcase shut, "Did you say goodbye to Master Forget-Me-Not?"

This sudden flag made Li Lin twist his body like a maggot, and at the same time looked at the exile in horror: "Shut up!"

"What's the matter?" the exile asked in surprise, "It's just a short farewell, I don't think Master Forget Me Not is so stingy."

A touch of relief gradually bloomed on Li Lin's face.

It turned out that I was not setting a flag, so I said how could the liquidator do this kind of work with obvious signs of death...

As soon as the thought came up, the exile seemed to say unintentionally: "Believe in yourself, we will become feathers, and wherever the wind sends us, we will go there."

"Hahahahaha." Li Lin laughed miserably, and could only respond with despair to the exile whose death flag was inserted into the sky.

What's the matter with these liquidators? Is it because I have dealt with that little girl Xin Dan for a long time, and their IQs are gone?

A clock on the wall pointed to the hour.

"It's time, go up to the roof, my lord," said the exile simply.

Although theoretically speaking, there is nothing serious about praying to Xindan in a closed and windless room, or at a crossroad with religious significance, but the long-standing practice of liquidating people is to extend life at dawn. transaction.

The dawn is very short, so their actions must be cautious and quick, without the slightest procrastination and sloppy.

"Remember the steps that people said, first fill in your real name on the ashes money order, then burn it in the sunlight of dawn, and finally put the ashes on your heart. The handwriting is neat and can't stop." The exile repeated.

"I bloom in the midst of killing, just like a flower blooming at dawn." Li Lin, who sensed the element, began to yell.

Li Lin took out the money order and filled in his real name with the pen given by the forget-me-not: Abraham Li Lin.

Then follow the steps the exile said, and the ashes quickly turned into a pile of off-white ash in the sun.

The sound of tens of millions of heartbeats suddenly sounded in Li Lin's ears. These heartbeats and his heartbeat gradually merged together, like a drum, like thunder. Just listening to this sound made people's blood and soul follow. boiling.

As Li Lin applied the remaining ash to his chest, the sound of his heartbeat gradually disappeared and was almost inaudible. Something more silent and elusive covered his body, and then a vague numbness began to spread from his shoulders.

It's hard to describe the feeling, like some kind of weight has been lifted off my shoulders.

"How do you feel, my lord?"

"Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey -"

The whites of Li Lin's eyes rolled up, and he giggled for a while, saliva seemed to flow from the corner of his mouth.

"...?" The exile was puzzled, the ashes draft shouldn't have such a side effect.

Li Lin suddenly turned serious and wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth: "I've never felt so good!"

"Ah... oh." The exile had never seen such a special case, so he could only perfunctory.

The time of dawn is always very short, and soon the sun will completely jump out from the horizon and sprinkle its own light on the earth.

But at that moment, there was a strange heartbeat coming from the edge of the city.

thump—

It sounded like a monotonous clapper, and after a long time, it sounded again.

thump—

At that moment, Li Lin and the exile turned their heads at the same time, looking towards the edge of the city, where the clapper-like heartbeat came from, reminiscent of some kind of evil voodoo ritual.

The exiles were right. The liquidators never cared about their whereabouts. They always entered the city with great fanfare, announcing their arrival in some unique way.

All the apprentices who studied the art of invisibility, or the occultists who studied the great secrets, heard that strange heartbeat, and this was especially true for the life-continuers who used the ashes ledger.

In this way, the liquidator is announcing to the exiles in the city: We have found you.

"Exiles, I'm fucking hot, where are you? You're not in Vienna at all!"

Li Lin's dubbing adds a touch of laughter to the gathering haze.

In the dead silence, only the exile's voice sounded: "They are coming."

In the key hunter's attic, the exile watched the edge of the city, waiting for the first explosion.

5 minutes later, the outskirts of Xicheng District.

The roar of explosives sounded suddenly, followed by the sharp whistle that pierced the sky.

The next moment, the whistle was cut off.

"The first place." The exile sighed, "Look again, look again."

In waiting, he is always very patient. The hunter should not lack courage, but excessive recklessness may make the hunter the prey.

The Liquidators have had no enemies for too long, and the organization that dared to provoke them was completely wiped off the map by Defoe long ago, until she, a traitor, appeared.

It is also possible that their record in Granada and the Five Cities is not enough to make them feel the pain?

Seven minutes later, the second and third blasts sounded one after another.

Ten minutes later, the explosion that should have sounded disappeared without a trace.

"They changed direction." The exile said indifferently, "Well, or is their guess wrong?"

"Come on, my lord, it's time for the gun to see blood."

167 No martial arts

It seemed to be some kind of announcement that when the first explosion pierced the sky, there appeared on the streets of Vienna people who had not been seen during the day.

The thugs were like the tide, aimlessly passing through the alleys until they hit the rocks and smashed against the hard steel.

Wearing a black trench coat, bright red gloves and a brown top hat, the liquidator stepped onto the asphalt in Vienna.

Sticky blood ran under their feet, the fluid that had belonged to still living bodies not so long ago.

"Joffrey?"

The liquidator whose name was called out nodded slightly, and withdrew his palm from the belly of the gang leader in front of him.

"You fucking..."

The burly man gritted his teeth, and pink blood sprayed from his teeth and lips. He wanted to do more movements, but he was powerless.

The liquidator's palm penetrated his body with precision, destroying both of his kidneys.

The liquidator named Geoffrey raised his hand, held the brim of his top hat, and raised it slightly.

A deep and cold voice sounded from under the top hat.

"Arrivederci (goodbye)."

These people who focus on buying and selling life know more about the human body than the best surgeons. Their behavior seems to be polite, but when it comes to atrocities, who would dare to call themselves thugs in front of them?

"This will solve it." The leader of the liquidator team nodded. After realizing the danger of the exiles, the liquidator organization began to act in a team of five.

This seems to sacrifice the mobility of the liquidator leader, but it guarantees a considerable degree of group combat effectiveness. Just now, they have slaughtered the third gang that dared to stand in their way.

Of course, the more you do this, the more it shows that the dangerous exile is in this city.

"There won't be a fourth." Another slender female liquidator came from a distance and replied, "I have already contacted the Vienna Police Department."

"They'll help us crack down on our overly dynamic counterparts."

The head of the liquidator nodded: "Good job."

He turned around.

The moment he turned around, the golden-purple twilight and the scent of hawthorn flowers suddenly burst from between them.

"Enemy attack!"

The body of the liquidator leader leaned back against the ground in a strange form. He quickly drew the pistol from his waist and shot at an unimaginable angle.

Obviously, this is also a skill of blade appearance.

The golden and purple twilight dissipated and gathered again, Li Lin's figure flashed frequently in it, and his left hand was slowly withdrawing from the female liquidator's chest.

The lance of lament pierced precisely through the chest of the female liquidator.

Before the battle began, he had switched his appearance to that of Severus Snape.

A female liquidator with a hideous hole in her chest was thrown to the ground like a rag doll. Dark blood spurted from her chest. At this moment, the rest of the liquidators reacted and quickly opened fire on Li Lin.

Compared with their leaders, the skills of these ordinary liquidators are much inferior. Not only are their reaction speeds slower, but their shooting accuracy is also far worse.

But when their firepower began to converge, Li Lin's pressure instantly increased, and the constant Apparition and Apparition also seemed a bit incompetent.

Li Lin's figure slowly dissipated in the golden-purple twilight.

Before dissipating, a hidden green light precisely hit the "corpse" of the female liquidator on the ground.

"He's gone." The head of the liquidator closed his eyes, "The influence of enlightenment is dissipating, but he doesn't know us very well, bring Jenny...Jenny?"

The voice of the liquidator leader stopped abruptly.

The female liquidator on the ground stared wide-eyed, the blood on her chest had solidified at some point, and her breath had also been cut off.

"...we withdraw."

The leader of the liquidator didn't explain anything, and he didn't even plan to take away the corpse of his companion.

The traitor, the exile who had dared to defy Defour, apparently had a new helper, one so powerful that he could surprise them all by himself and take the life of his companions.

There is only one person in Vienna who can have such a powerful enlightenment influence—the lunatic "key hunter" Abraham who is faintly rumored as a joke among the liquidators.

An exile is enough trouble, plus a key hunter who can come and go freely, this is not an easy target for them to take down, and a liquidator team is still too reckless.

The leader of the liquidator wrote the information on the money order and burned it to pass it on, while thinking about the next countermeasures.

Any liquidator, after joining the organization, must sign his name on the Ashes ledger and contribute half of his lifespan, so as to be eligible to buy and sell lifespans.

Although there are strict and heavy taxes on the organization, most of the liquidators can still save some income, so that most of the liquidators who can work for a few years have a life span that exceeds that of ordinary people.