Chapter: 843
Stuffing the revolver into the gun pocket under his arm, Klein tidied his clothes, went to the gap between the two warehouses, and threw a paper man there, on top of the buried bomb.
He looked around again, then took out another square iron box, removed the "spiritual cage" outside, took out the dark gold brooch in the shape of a sunbird, and solemnly put it on his left chest.
Huh... Klein let out a sigh of relief, left here, walked around outside, threw away some inconspicuous things, and set fire to the used note.
When he returned, he climbed to the top of a warehouse and hid in the shadows.
After counting and confirming the various charms, hydrosols, and herbal powders, Klein touched the iron cigarette case and snapped his fingers.
The paper figurine he had thrown in the gap between the two warehouses stood up immediately, and turned into a gentleman in a black double-breasted frock coat, a half-height silk top hat, and a sturdy cane.
The gentleman's location is quite remote and hidden, and it is difficult for people who come in from the outside to see it.
With its replacement, Klein's figure completely disappeared in place.
However, his vision was not affected in any way, and he could clearly see the road leading to this clearing.
Even though he was well prepared, even though he had experienced many battles, Klein was still a little scared and apprehensive at this moment.
Even the best performance may be seen through!
Moreover, on the opposite side is a Sequence 5 powerhouse holding a magical item! There is also a bit sequence 6 and a bit sequence 7!
"Is this the state of every magician before they go on stage?" Klein took a breath silently, suppressing the various emotions in his heart and the hotness of his body.
Tonight, the crimson moon has been covered by clouds, and there is only a faint light in the clearing.
Not long after, Klein saw three figures approaching at an extremely fast speed.
One front one middle one back!
Maric was running at the forefront, his slightly messy hair was completely blown back by the wind, and his facial expression was distorted and ferocious.
His speed was faster than the steam train at its peak, and with a whiz, he came to the entrance of the open space.
But even so, he still couldn't get rid of the pursuers behind him.
The man closest to him was a man with the same pale complexion as him. There were a few inconspicuous dark spots on his face, like the marks left after a rotten wound healed, and the malice in his eyes was completely undisguised and suppressed. Living corpses eager for fresh flesh and blood are better than humans. Klein guessed that this should be Sequence 6's Jason.
The distance between Jason and Maric was kept within seven or eight meters, sometimes lengthening, sometimes shortening, back and forth, back and forth.
And a dozen meters behind them, a figure was thrown further and further away. It was a thin but strong man with short shaved hair, and the roots stood up like spikes.
When his arms were swinging, there was a metallic light on the tip of his palm reflecting the faint crimson moonlight, it was black nails that were as long as daggers!
"Werewolf" Tyre... Klein silently read the other party's code name and name in his heart, and a blood-splattered wall, intestines hanging on protruding places, bloody severed limbs and other things appeared in his mind. offal.
Thumb up!
Maric ran away with all his strength, while Jason gritted his teeth and chased desperately. The healed black spot on his face had swelled translucent at some point, and it seemed that rotten liquid was about to drip out.
Where the two of them passed, the puddles on the ground and the liquid in the muddy soil quickly condensed hoarfrost, freezing inch by inch.
The withered weeds were blown up by the strong wind brought up by the two, and in the process of slowly falling, they were rotting and decaying at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Suddenly, a pale hand protruded from the frosty soil and grabbed Jason's ankle accurately.
Snapped! JrNovels.com
He looked around again, then took out another square iron box, removed the "spiritual cage" outside, took out the dark gold brooch in the shape of a sunbird, and solemnly put it on his left chest.
Huh... Klein let out a sigh of relief, left here, walked around outside, threw away some inconspicuous things, and set fire to the used note.
When he returned, he climbed to the top of a warehouse and hid in the shadows.
After counting and confirming the various charms, hydrosols, and herbal powders, Klein touched the iron cigarette case and snapped his fingers.
The paper figurine he had thrown in the gap between the two warehouses stood up immediately, and turned into a gentleman in a black double-breasted frock coat, a half-height silk top hat, and a sturdy cane.
The gentleman's location is quite remote and hidden, and it is difficult for people who come in from the outside to see it.
With its replacement, Klein's figure completely disappeared in place.
However, his vision was not affected in any way, and he could clearly see the road leading to this clearing.
Even though he was well prepared, even though he had experienced many battles, Klein was still a little scared and apprehensive at this moment.
Even the best performance may be seen through!
Moreover, on the opposite side is a Sequence 5 powerhouse holding a magical item! There is also a bit sequence 6 and a bit sequence 7!
"Is this the state of every magician before they go on stage?" Klein took a breath silently, suppressing the various emotions in his heart and the hotness of his body.
Tonight, the crimson moon has been covered by clouds, and there is only a faint light in the clearing.
Not long after, Klein saw three figures approaching at an extremely fast speed.
One front one middle one back!
Maric was running at the forefront, his slightly messy hair was completely blown back by the wind, and his facial expression was distorted and ferocious.
His speed was faster than the steam train at its peak, and with a whiz, he came to the entrance of the open space.
But even so, he still couldn't get rid of the pursuers behind him.
The man closest to him was a man with the same pale complexion as him. There were a few inconspicuous dark spots on his face, like the marks left after a rotten wound healed, and the malice in his eyes was completely undisguised and suppressed. Living corpses eager for fresh flesh and blood are better than humans. Klein guessed that this should be Sequence 6's Jason.
The distance between Jason and Maric was kept within seven or eight meters, sometimes lengthening, sometimes shortening, back and forth, back and forth.
And a dozen meters behind them, a figure was thrown further and further away. It was a thin but strong man with short shaved hair, and the roots stood up like spikes.
When his arms were swinging, there was a metallic light on the tip of his palm reflecting the faint crimson moonlight, it was black nails that were as long as daggers!
"Werewolf" Tyre... Klein silently read the other party's code name and name in his heart, and a blood-splattered wall, intestines hanging on protruding places, bloody severed limbs and other things appeared in his mind. offal.
Thumb up!
Maric ran away with all his strength, while Jason gritted his teeth and chased desperately. The healed black spot on his face had swelled translucent at some point, and it seemed that rotten liquid was about to drip out.
Where the two of them passed, the puddles on the ground and the liquid in the muddy soil quickly condensed hoarfrost, freezing inch by inch.
The withered weeds were blown up by the strong wind brought up by the two, and in the process of slowly falling, they were rotting and decaying at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Suddenly, a pale hand protruded from the frosty soil and grabbed Jason's ankle accurately.
Snapped! JrNovels.com
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