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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... I heard that At 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:
1. The boss Gardner Martin did some secret things through the Savoyard Party, such as asking "Rat" Christo to smuggle a strange item in. Some people or forces noticed it and planned to investigate the gang. , catch the manipulator behind the scenes;
Second, other members of the Sava Party offended someone they should not have offended, and the other party came to their door;
Third, after the Stinger Gang was destroyed, the Savoie Party expanded rapidly, attracting the attention of certain forces and being targeted. "
As his thoughts flashed, Lumian quickly ruled out the first two possibilities, because whether the secret thing was discovered or someone offended someone, he should not be the one who was asked the question "Who is the boss of the Savoyard Party?" !
Normally, whoever has done something secret will definitely be "visited" by the investigators first. Similarly, whoever offends someone, the revengers will definitely deal with him or the leader who provided him with shelter first, and Lumi Ann has never really been involved in the secret affairs of the Savoy Party, nor has she supported any of her subordinates recently.
What's more important is that the guy opposite asked directly about "the identity of the boss of the Savoyard Party", not whether so-and-so belongs to your Savoyard Party or whether you did something on a certain day of 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 into its ranks.
Of course, it is not ruled out that a rival gang accidentally came into contact with a strong man and asked him to help kill the boss of the Savoyard Party.
But no matter what the situation was, their understanding of the Savoy Party was very superficial. They had not even grasped the superficial identity of Gardner Martin. They just inquired about who the most famous member of the Savoy Party was and went directly to visit him. "Yes."
"In other words, they are treating the Savoyard Party as a regional gang with a small number of extraordinary people for the time being. To deal with such a gang, it is obviously impossible to send out truly strong people and cannot afford to hire them. It would be very difficult to have a mid-level person. If you take it seriously, it won't even exceed Sequence 6..." In just two or three breaths, Lumian made a rough judgment.
Seeing that he remained silent, did not answer his question immediately, and showed signs of drawing a weapon, the tall man with thick hair, dark eyes, and a brown-yellow wide-brimmed round hat snorted coldly, his expression and eyes revealing it. Clearly indicating danger.
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 out of the area.
The darkness condensed like frost, slowly but surely seeping 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, said "ha" in his heart.
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 a "Lion" Charles, what a ruthless, ferocious, crazy and powerful gang leader, he is no different from other gang members!
Gangsters like them will only bully those who are weaker than themselves, and they will only rely on the gang support behind them to fight with other gangsters. Once they meet a truly powerful person and encounter a simple dark spell, they will be exposed. Out of inner timidity 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 a secret organization, and his strength is more terrifying than you imagine!"
A member of the secret organization? The man with broad shoulders was startled for a moment, then smiled.
This is really an unexpected bonus!
"Lion" Ciel 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 have I told 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 there was a possibility of the "Iron-Blooded Cross" More secrets 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 gang like this, at most the boss himself is a member of a secret organization.
The man couldn't hide his ferocious smile: "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. "
Not only was Lumian not afraid enough to give up resistance in his dark eyes, or he started to dodge in a panic but slowly, he also stretched forward the right hand he had just inserted in his pocket.
The hand held a ball of fist-sized fire that was blazing white and bright, and threw it towards the target as if giving a gift.
Fireball... Blazing white... The man with a bunch of short gray hair on his face and the back of his hands was too fast and too close to turn around. As soon as these two thoughts flashed through his mind, he and the condensed ball The blazing white fireballs collided together.
Boom!
In the restrained and low explosion sound, the man's abdomen was directly exploded, the blood and flesh were blurred, and there was an obvious burnt smell.
After the other party asked who the leader of the Savoyard Party was, Lumian put his right hand into his pocket, but not to hold it.
Weapons, to guard against attacks, but using the cover of clothes to continuously create red flames in the palms, condense them layer by layer and compress them to a minimum.
By the time the man launched the attack, the color of the flame in his palm had turned blazing white. The explosion was no less powerful than a "huge fireball", and the power was more concentrated, with the effect of burning through the skin.
If the enemy's speed hadn't exceeded Lumian's expectations and the blazing white fireball hit the target as soon as it was thrown without climbing upwards, Lumian would have had a high chance of seeing the opponent's neck being blown off on the spot. "
In the rumbling movement, the man was blown away. Lumian himself was also 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 **** 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 his ability to move. He held his abdomen while
Letting the intestines and other internal organs be 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 let out a heartfelt sigh when he saw this scene.
He feels that as long as he is given enough time, the other party will recover!"
The other party's performance and state reminded him of several passages recorded in Aurore's witchcraft notes:
"Werewolf", Sequence 7 of the "Prisoner" pathway, is a type of "Xenogeneic". During the full moon or when their emotions are almost out of control, they will be controlled by bloodthirsty and killing desires, and 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 contain poison. 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 spells that can turn normal humans into monster-like but short-lived puppets.
"Werewolves are more common 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 opponent time to relieve 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 bloody.
Relying on his strong recovery ability, regardless of injuries, he quickly closed the distance between himself and Lumian.
He had to fight in close combat with this "arsonist" who was good at magic, and use his sharp and poisonous claws to tear the opponent 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.