Chapter 282 Raid (Please Subscribe)

In the Hunter's Bar, Karl the Madman ordered a glass of smoldering wine and swept his gaze across the reward wall.

The bar business is still very good, and many alcoholics talk about what happened in the Queen's District today, spitting out, as if they had seen the magician's escape show with their own eyes.

"There's something wrong with the atmosphere lately."

Carl swept to the bar, not only did the previous boss, Mr. Potter, disappear, but now even Mr. Barkin left.

He drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, took out a few banknotes, pressed them under the glass, got up and walked out of the bar.

Just then, a man in black passed him by.

Carl moved his nose and smelled a strong smell of blood.

A terrifying feeling spread, making the surrounding darkness even more intense.

'There must be something wrong with that person. ’

Carl reached into his arms and touched his revolver.

Boom!

Suddenly, a terrifying explosion occurred in the hunter bar behind him.

The flames shot into the sky, and a shock wave and air wave directly lifted Carl flying, causing him to roll around on the ground several times, with blood dripping on his back.

In the severe tinnitus, Carl barely got up and looked at the bar shrouded in fire behind him, and the crowd around him, his expression became extremely dazed...

...

Castle Hall.

Lily and Jessita were still waiting at their booth, and they were chatting about Green Potter.

"I heard that Mr. Potter is a big man. I haven't seen it recently... The dagger he brought last time seems to be very powerful, right? Sister?" Jessita looked at Lily: "That dagger , it should be forged by Mr. Potter himself, he is a 'craftsman'!"

"Don't mention him to me, that man must not be a good person for casting such an indecent thing!"

Lily clenched her legs subconsciously, a little exasperated.

Jessita tilted her head and smiled: "I always feel that when you mention Mr. Potter, sister, it will become very strange... Well, when will we be able to open the third element?"

Lily shook her head and looked at the crowd.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but she felt that there were a lot more guests tonight than last night.

Some of these guys, behave suspiciously.

Just as Lily was about to say this to Jessita, she saw a large stream of people come out of the passage.

Most of them wore uniform black uniforms, and their every move was very capable, as if they had been specially trained.

At this time, the market suddenly fell into a strange silence, and many Beyonders were shaking.

"It's the Bureau of Investigation!"

"It's the secret police!"

"The Hyena is here!"

Suddenly, a scream broke the original silence. Lily didn't even care about the materials on the table, she took Jessita's hand and was about to run away.

"let's start."

Sistos took his eyes away from the pair of sisters who fled in panic, and his right hand clenched a magical item that looked like a tin microphone: "Extraordinary people are also ordinary people, and ordinary people do not have extraordinary abilities... Therefore, the local extraordinary people will Lose extraordinary ability, argument... pass!"

In an instant, all the Beyonders in the market felt the mysterious decrease in the surrounding environment, and most of their Beyonder abilities lost their effect!

"Teams 1 and 2 block all entrances and exits, and the others follow me to the third floor of the castle."

Heisinger shouted, a cheerful smile on his face.

"Everyone in the Investigation Bureau, are you going to go against your previous agreement and start a full-scale war with the Black Queen?"

The rumbling voice shook everyone's eardrums, and on the walls of the castle hall, a huge face emerged, and a lot of bricks stirred, forming the image of Halsey.

"Halsey, you crossed the line first."

Sistos sighed: "It's okay to just build a market, but the logistics system you created is too influential...even...even the other leaders of the Black Queen are jealous of you. You represent Not the entire Black Queen... Now, we're just rats cleaning the sewers, if you want war, we'll give you war!"

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the next day.

William was holding a paper bag full of bread and vegetables in his hands, and the high stack of food almost filled his sight.

"After I go back, I must suggest to Mr. Monette to hire a few more cooks and maids. I can't let me do everything alone, I'll be exhausted."

He passed a street corner newsstand and suddenly stopped.

The "scholar"'s thinking has been enhanced, so that he can clearly distinguish the conversations of the people around him while he is busy.

"Is that the hunter bar?"

"That's it, there was a gas explosion last night, and a lot of people died..."

"It's time to write to the city and ask for the old gas lines to be replaced."

"Hunter's Bar... That bar's business is good, but there are always strange people coming and going... I suspect it's not an explosion, but a gang vendetta!"

...

William's expression was sluggish, and his footsteps almost involuntarily turned in a direction and came to the vicinity of the Hunter's Bar.

The surrounding streets have been cordoned off by police officers.

One body after another was cleared from the rubble, covered with white cloths and carried away.

The corpse transporter stumbled, a charred arm dangling weakly from the stretcher...

William stood in the crowd, watching this scene, suddenly suffocated.

His hands and feet began to tremble disobediently, and the trembling became more pronounced after he noticed a few strange and malicious people wandering around the scene.

'I...they wanted to attack the bar...if I was still a waitress, I would definitely die! ’

‘Maybe they still have eyeliners around, looking for me? ’

‘No, don’t be afraid… I’m already a half-blooded Walson. ’

Feeling the human skin mask on his face, William's mood finally calmed down: 'Yes, I'm just an ordinary servant. I heard the news of the explosion when I was shopping for supplies, and came here to take a look... I was among so many people. , is not at all inconspicuous, there will be no problem. ’

Silently recalling the several books on actor cultivation that he had read in the grammar school library, William turned around and muttered, "If you don't go back, you will be scolded again."

Immediately holding the paper bag, he quickly fled the scene.

Phoenix Street, 27.

"Mr. Monette."

William walked into the room and found Aaron: "There was an accident at the bar. I came back very carefully, paying attention to my surroundings, and no one followed me."

"If you haven't followed up, it doesn't matter if you say it."

Aaron threw a coin, glanced at it and shook his head indifferently. Compared with Halsey's last news last night, the Moving Castle was raided by the Bureau of Investigation, and there is a possibility of it falling. The bar is just a trivial matter.

‘The most important thing is that it wasn’t the revenge of the Desire Sect, but the hands of the Bureau of Investigation, which almost made me think that the Bureau of Investigation was a dog raised by the Desire Sect! ’

'However, the Bureau of Investigation is indeed a dog, so there are only a few people who can call it... The Desire Cult is very influential in the upper echelons of the kingdom. ’

This time, things happened so fast that Aaron had to suspect that the 'God of Suffering' was taking revenge through the hands of the Bureau of Investigation!