The First Gospel Chapter 90: The Master of Stupid Beak
Gu Yun put the unconscious security guard down and let him lie flat on the ground, but found that Xia Mu was squatting beside him, holding his face with his hands, looking at him with a smile.
"Are not you afraid?"
"With Brother Gu Yun here, there's nothing to be afraid of."
The corners of Xia Mu's eyes were curved, and the smile on his face became a little creepy after looking at it for a long time.
After knocking down the new security guard, he also learned about the situation of the people controlled by the witch.
They still retain full consciousness, their strength and agility can be greatly increased, and they are also immune to pain - just now, the new security guard twisted his clamped arm nonchalantly in front of him. If it were a normal person, that would be enough to make him cry out in pain.
It is very likely that this was the reason why the old lady had so many fractures all over her body.
Therefore, Gu Yun controlled the force of his knee strike and only made the security guard faint.
"Brother Gu Yun, don't you want to finish off the enemy?"
Xia Mu asked curiously when he saw Gu Yun getting up and about to leave.
"What are you thinking about?" Gu Yun gently pressed his right hand on Xia Mu's head. Since this little girl called him brother, he felt that he needed to give Xia Mu psychological counseling. "The purpose of fighting is not just to kill the opponent. This person was just controlled by the witch, and it was not his original intention."
"Well, whatever you say is what it is, Brother Gu Yun."
Xia Mu smiled, but Gu Yun was slightly stunned.
I wish his sister could be so obedient someday .
"Gu Yun, call Gu Yun!"
Shen Yue shouted from the microphone, "The plan has changed. The witch has escaped."
The sniper's eyepiece was locked onto a woman in a windbreaker, her face wrapped in a thick scarf, but her long blond hair still revealed her identity.
The Witches' Society was an organization founded by Marianne Thessia in Europe, so most of its members are foreigners. The sudden appearance of a foreigner at a branch meeting was a bit problematic no matter how one looked at it.
"She escaped from the gate and got into a taxi. I'm following her now. You find a way to get out and meet me as soon as possible!"
"receive."
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At the same time, in the lounge of the club, a lively and cute girl laughed playfully.
The bait has been cast.
The association has launched an operation in City X, and naturally it will be counterattacked by local forces. And just yesterday, a sister's death reminded everyone how dangerous it is to expose their identities.
The Foundation is not the only organization tracking down their whereabouts.
According to the informant's feedback, the shooter was not an employee of the Foundation, and his behavior was likely related to another organization that had been competing against them.
In her opinion, the fun of being a witch is never to face the enemy head-on - hiding behind the scenes and quietly enjoying the disputes led by them is the real magic of witchcraft.
Admire people going crazy for them and dying for them.
"I'm leaving my safety in your hands."
She spoke to the real security captain of the club in an innocent and somewhat sweet voice. The upright, square-faced man nodded and loaded the gun in his hand.
"You won't let anyone threaten your safety."
After leaving these words, the security captain pushed the door open and walked out.
After the security captain left, the girl began to admire the two images reflected in the crystal ball with great interest - the little mice of the Foundation were relentlessly chasing the bait she had spread, and the other crystal ball showed almost the same picture.
The two sides are gradually converging towards one point from both ends of the city.
Who will arrive at the scene first?
She was looking forward to the encounter with her mortal enemy.
Time passed by minute by minute in this fierce competition. Finally, the rear ends of two black cars rushed into the deserted construction site first. Two men and one woman got out of the cars. The woman rushed upstairs as soon as she got out of the car and looked for an excellent sniping point.
The timid-looking man followed a burly man who was too strong to be human, and waited near the entrance of the construction site.
About ten minutes later, the taxi stopped at the entrance of the construction site. A blonde woman in a thick windbreaker got out of the car and went straight into the site.
"boom--"
Gunshots ripped through the night sky.
The blonde woman's body paused suddenly, but she seemed not to feel any pain and continued to run forward in small steps regardless of her own safety .
A girl who got out of the car and looked similar to her heard the gunshots, her face changed, and she hid behind a cover.
The bait’s mission has been accomplished, and now the fun begins.
Which is stronger, the long-established foundation or the mysterious organization that dares to treat witches as prey?
This is an easy question because no matter which side wins, the association will benefit in the end.
Of course, the best outcome would be for both sides to suffer losses, so that her well-behaved dog that had been waiting outside the construction site all night could have a good meal.
The girl raised the corners of her mouth.
Witch, always on the winning side.
However, just as this thought formed, the door of the lounge opened.
"Didn't I tell you not to disturb me..."
When she saw Gu Yun coming in, the expression on the girl's face froze - she saw Gu Yun's appearance from the eyes of the last security guard who was controlled.
Why……
This person will appear here?
Shouldn't he chase the bait she threw without hesitation and fall into the trap she had carefully set?
At this moment, the girl suddenly remembered what the puppet said before its vision was cut off.
"Your sister is dead, it's your turn now."
Could it be that the demon hunter's legacy has not yet been extinguished?
Although they have never confronted a real demon hunter, some predecessors of the witch society have also mentioned how terrifying the legendary demon hunters are. Those people can even find their way to the door by following the smell left by the witches!
Even the mistress at the height of her power had to stay away from him.
but!
Under the leadership of the Matron, the Order has eradicated all traditions associated with witchers, and all the skills needed to track them have been burned to the ground.
"how did you find me?"
Gu Yun's expressionless face made the girl feel uneasy. With just a glance at him, she was shocked by the terrifying aura emanating from him.
This is not the aura that a young person can possess. Even if someone told her that Gu Yun was a legendary demon hunter who survived from the Middle Ages, she would still believe it.
However, there were no materials around to complete the witchcraft. In order to catch all the enemies who were hunting the witches, she sent her pet out.
There is no doubt that the current situation of wizards is the worst.
Although witches possess eternal youth and can manipulate people at will, without the protection of witchcraft, they are as vulnerable as ordinary humans.
"How did I find you?"
In the girl's ears, Gu Yun's voice was flat, just like...
Demon Hunters face the trial of abnormal creatures!
"Because... I am lost."
???
For a moment, three question marks appeared above the girl's head.
