The Mysterious King

Chapter 31

You don’t even know who the boss of our Savoyard Party is, and you still have to ask me? Then you probably don’t even know that our boss is the “chief” of the secret organization “Iron-Blooded Cross” and that we belong to a peripheral organization... Listen Upon seeing the other party's question, many thoughts flashed through Lumian's mind and he inserted his right hand into his pocket.

He immediately had three guesses:

First, the boss Gardner Martin did some secret things through the Savoy Party, such as asking "Rat" Christo to smuggle a strange item in, and it was used by some people or certain people. The forces are aware of it and plan to investigate the g**g and catch the manipulator behind the scenes;

secondly, other members of the Savoie Party have offended people who should not be offended, and are approached by the other party;

thirdly, after the Stinger g**g is destroyed, the Savoie Party It expanded rapidly, attracting the attention of certain forces and being targeted. "

As soon as his thoughts flashed, Lumian quickly ruled out the first two possibilities, because whether the secret thing was discovered or someone offended someone, the person who was asked the question "Who is the boss of the Savoyard Party?" should not be Him!

Normally, whoever has done something secret will definitely be "visited" by the investigators first. Similarly, whoever offends someone, the retaliators will definitely deal with him or the leader who provided him with shelter first, and Lumian has not really been involved in the secret affairs of the Savoy Party, and he has not supported any of his subordinates recently.

More importantly, the guy opposite asked directly about the "identity of the boss of the Savoy Party", not who Does so-and-so belong to your Savoyard Party or did you do something on such and such a day in a certain year, month and day.

According to this, Lumian is highly inclined to believe that a certain force or person has taken a liking to the Savoy Party and intends to incorporate it.

Of course It is not ruled out that a rival g**g accidentally came into contact with a strong man and asked him to help kill the boss of the Savoy Party.

But in either case, their understanding of the Savoy Party is very superficial, and they have not even grasped the surface of Gardner Martin. I just asked about the most famous member of the Savoy Party recently and came directly to "visit".

"In other words, they are temporarily treating the Savoy Party as a regional g**g with a small number of extraordinary people, and deal with it. It is obviously impossible for such a g**g to send out truly strong men, nor can they afford to hire them. Being able to have mid-sequence people is considered very important, not even higher than sequence 6..." In just two or three breaths, Lumian made his decision. A rough judgment.

Seeing that he remained silent, did not answer his questions immediately, and showed signs of drawing a weapon, the tall man with thick hair, dark eyes, and a brown and yellow wide-brimmed round hat snorted coldly, with a warm expression. There was an obvious sense of danger in his eyes.

Almost at the same time, Lumian felt that the darkness around him became a little heavier, squeezing out the faint light of the street lights in the distance and the crimson moonlight falling from the sky.

The darkness was like The frost condensed and slowly but surely seeped into Lumian's skin, flesh, and bones, causing him to uncontrollably feel a certain amount of fear.

With this level of intensity, Lumian, who had experienced big scenes, thought in his heart: "Haha " He made a sound.

He looked at the muscular man with gray hair, wearing a linen shirt and a brown jacket. He seemed a little frightened and blurted out: "It's Gardner Martin! Gardner Martin, a member of the Savoy Chamber of Commerce. !"

The man nodded with satisfaction and asked further: "Where does he usually live?"

What "Lion" Charles, what kind of ruthless, violent, crazy and powerful g**g leader is no different from other g**g members!

They are like this Those who work as gangsters will only bully those who are weaker than themselves. They will only rely on the support of the g**g behind them to fight with other gangs. Once they meet a truly powerful person and encounter a simple dark spell, their innermost feelings will be exposed. Of cowardice and cowardice!

Lumian swallowed hard and said: "He lives, he lives at No. 11 Quanshui Street. "

At this point, Lumian seemed to wake up: "I tell you, our boss is a member of the secret organization, and his strength is more terrifying than you think!" A

member of the secret organization? The man with broad shoulders was startled at first, He immediately smiled.

This is really an unexpected gain!

"Lion" Charles is more timid than I thought, and he even revealed such important information!

The man raised his chin a little higher, and sneered in a low voice: "Then Did I tell you that I am also a member of a secret organization? A very ancient secret organization."

With these words, the oppression of the surrounding darkness became stronger.

Really? I really didn't see it... Lumian seriously considered whether to lead this guy and the forces behind him to the boss to see what would happen if the two secret organizations collided, and to see if the "Iron-Blooded Cross" had any More secrets may be revealed.

After a brief silence, Lumian seemed unable to bear the pressure brought by the darkness. His right hand and his arm in his pocket were trembling slightly: "I don't know, I don't know, the boss didn't tell us the specific name!"

The man examined Lumian for a few seconds and felt that he really shouldn't know the details of the secret organization.

For a regional g**g like this, at most the boss himself is a member of a secret organization.

The man couldn't hide his ferocious laugh: "Then take me to No. 11 Quanshui Street."

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed towards Lumian, so fast that he almost dragged out the afterimage. "

Almost at the same time, the nails of his hands popped out, long and sharp, shining with metallic light, reflecting the dark color.

Lumian in his deep black eyes was not only not afraid enough to give up resistance, but also panicked but slowly. He started to dodge, and stretched forward the right hand he had just inserted in his pocket.

The palm of his hand held a fist-sized fireball that was blazing white to bright, and he threw it towards the target as if giving a gift.

The fireball... blazing Bai... The man with a bunch of gray short hair on his face and back of his hands was too fast and too close to turn around. Just two thoughts flashed through his mind, and the condensed blazing mass of fire broke out. The white fireballs collided together.

Boom!

In the restrained and low explosion, the man's abdomen was directly exploded, and the flesh and blood were b****y, exuding an obvious burnt smell.

After the other party asked who the boss of the Savoy Party was, Lumi An inserted his right hand into his pocket, not to hold

the weapon and defend against attack, but to use the cover of the clothes to continuously create red flames in the palm of his hand, condensing them layer by layer and compressing them to a minimum.

When the man launched the attack, The color of the flame in his palm has become blazing white, and the power of the explosion is no less than that of a "huge fireball", and the power is more concentrated, with the effect of burning through the skin.

If the enemy's speed had not exceeded Lumian's expectation, the blazing white color would have been The fireball hit the target as soon as it was thrown and did not climb upwards. There is a high probability that Lumian saw the opponent's neck being blown off on the spot."

In the rumbling movement, the man was blown away, and Lumian himself was also injured. Affected by the aftermath, he staggered back, fell down, and rolled several times.

The two stood up in no particular order. Lumian's shirt and vest had many signs of burns and tears, and many pieces of skin had been damaged.

He saw a huge irregular wound on the man's abdomen. The b****y intestines were flowing out and stuffed back in. There were many breaks and black spots on the surface.

This was obviously a very serious injury, but the man did not lose the ability to move. While holding his abdomen

to prevent intestines and other internal organs from being thrown out, he let out a low roar of pain, anger and violence.

Along with the growling sound, a bunch of short gray hair grew on his body, and his whole body became like a standing giant wolf.

His broken intestines began to squirm, as if they wanted to be reconnected. His burnt skin was slowly healing, and the huge tear in his abdomen was partially closed with the palm of his hand, and the flesh and blood interacted bit by bit.

Such a powerful vitality... Lumian sighed sincerely when he saw this scene.

He feels that as long as enough time is given, the other party will recover!"

The other party's performance and state reminded him of several paragraphs recorded in Aurore's witchcraft notes:

"Werewolf', Sequence 7 of the 'Prisoner' path, A type of 'alien', they will be controlled by bloodthirsty and killing desires during the full moon or when their emotions are almost out of control, and they will involuntarily turn into real werewolves.

"They possess terrifying strength, agility and speed, and have excellent self-recovery capabilities. Their claws and teeth are strong and sharp, and are poisonous. They are equivalent to the weapons of the Beyonders of the same sequence and can destroy thinner steel plates.

"They also know a few dark types. A spell that can turn normal humans into monster-like but short-lived puppets.

"Werewolves appear more often in the Southern Continent, and are always associated with various terrorist activities in the Northern Continent..." He

unexpectedly encountered a "Werewolf" Extraordinary... Lumian did not give the other party time to ease his injuries. Red fire crows condensed from behind, circling and flying towards the target.

The "werewolf" also did not wait where he was. He held his stomach, pinched his wounds, and approached Lumian in an arc at an extremely fast speed.

Most of the fire crows that had the initial locking ability failed, but there were still a few that changed their direction slightly and landed on the target one after another, with a continuous rumbling sound.

The "werewolf" had several more wounds, all of which were burnt black and b****y.

Relying on his strong recovery ability, regardless of injuries, he quickly closed the distance between himself and Lumian. He

wanted to fight hand-to-hand with this "arsonist" who was good at magic and tear the opponent apart with his sharp and poisonous claws. into pieces.

And at some point, the darkness around Lumian further eroded him, making him feel a certain amount of coldness on the summer night, and was slightly affected.

In an instant, a layer of red flames appeared on his body, bringing scorching warmth.

The next second, Lumian turned around and ran away, avoiding the attack of the "werewolf" claws.

This makes the "werewolf" whose mind is filled with bloodlust and killing desire feel that the opponent is afraid, that the target has used all his strength, and has little experience in similar battles.

He chased after him and arrived behind Lumian in a few steps.