“Mr. Davison, since you intervened with Herpo in all of my friends’ places, you should have predicted, you know, what would happen after I was told?”

When Marx said that to old Davison in his cell, his tongue was calm, but his face remained calm.

This countervailing, instead, highlights the anger in his heart.

And then, again, Marx took a potion bottle in the old Davison eye.

“Take it for me.”

Marx said, on the one hand, that glass bottle was stuck in El Hula’s hand, and then he went through the two bars of the prison, and a neck of old Davison’s dry neck was taken.

“Clang!” Ah!

Marx grabbed his neck, and the old Davison’s face hit the railway door and made a sound of a dull impact.

However, Marx looked at the bleeding of his nose and did not shake the way:

“Ehula, help me put potion in his mouth.”

The prophet Young Lady’s body was burned by a demon when he was young, with the exception of one arm and chest being completed and the muscles elsewhere being severely shrinked. Now, Marx, even with a single hand, is completely fine, almost like a child’s light.

Even if there was only one arm left to be used, she would be able to do the potion at Marx’s request.

“Well, uh…”

Old Davison saw the bottle close to his mouth and was anxious to avoid it, but Marx’s hand was dead and grabbed his throat, and the harder it was to feel the pain of suffocation.

When Marx repeated his efforts, he was forced to open his mouth, and El Hula pushed potion into his mouth.

A bottle of potion has been exhausted, and although it has been sprayed, most of it has been drained by each other grugly. Marx basically touched the amount, which was the loose hand, strangled to the red face of old Davison, and that was how the hands fell in the neck and the big cough.

“Say it! How many people have you heard about your fucking plan? Who are they?” Marx’s a little low, looking at old Davison on the ground and asking.

And Davenson listened to him and said, even though he was still choking, he was not free to go on his own path:

“Only cough cough… only two people, His Highness Prince… cough and my students, Conrad.”

“Veritasium?”

Ehula, listen, look at the empty bottles in your hand again.

“Well,” Marx’s nodded, go on, “what are your three missions?”

“cough cough… I, I was supposed to do this with His Highness – His Highness knows where those asylum seekers are, but I don’t have to know, so Herpo can’t know from me what he wants. As for Connor, cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough… it was only when the plan was wrong to find Herpo’s replacement.”

“What?”

When old Davidson said it here, Earl Houlalton was surprised.

“That means…”

“Yes,” Marx frowns, “looks like you don’t want to kill the killer, and at least should take him and Prince away.”

Ehula hearing this, not by whispering:

“I don’t want to do it, just… and I promised the queen to leave her son with the Crown Prince Norway.” By the way, Mr. McLorne – I just received news that the Royal Norwegian Palace was attacked! “

“en?”

Marx, when pondered then said:

“This is not a good news… I think we should go.”

And Marx turned around and never looked at Davidson in his cell.

“Mr. McLorne, leave that Davis there… okay?”

Not much, Marx went back to the ground. At the time of the elevator, El Hula finally couldn’t stop asking that phrase, but Marx soon shook the head.

“It doesn’t matter to kill him anymore, and I’m in a hurry.”

The cells are a point of reference for the El Hourana organization, just because the two dead bodies are ravaging, and this is empty. Marx did not encounter any hindrance at the time of his arrival, and was still on his way to the roof of the building very smoothly when he was ready to leave.

“Ehula,” Marx’s on the edge, looking around that giant snake, “you can manage that snake? When I leave with those two guys, let’s get you out of here — this place has attracted Herpo’s attention and can’t stay any longer.”

“Well,” Ehula, I can’t stop asking, “sir, can we see each other again?”

“Maybe? I don’t know.”

Marx slightly smiled, the action at hand has not stopped and El Hula has been lightly placed on the side of a bunch of miscellaneous items.

“It might be a bit of a man. Just hold on! I can’t continue with you.”

After that, Marx turned around again and looked straight out of the roof. El Houra, who could not act on his own, was put there, there was no way to object, and only the last loud question was:

“Are you going to England?”

This time, however, Marx not at all answered, and a little leap down to the air. Ehula lost Marx’s tracks only once he blinked.

When she looked back at the battlefield between the giant snake Yale and the two living bodies, she saw that silhouette, which had become a black spot.

And at the next moment, the flying body, which was not killed by Yale’s radar power, was dragged by Marx to the back of the bat, spinning around the back of a building like the leaves.

“bang!”

After a few seconds, Ehula saw only one crystal column running fast, and born with Marx and one big and one small body, threw three together into the air.

After seeing a space twist, Marx went away with two dead bodies, as he just said.

This screen looks simple, and even the whole process has not taken much time, but El Hula has been able to understand the magnitude of the difficulties in it, and she was afraid not to think about it before.

Without saying anything else, just looking at the giant snake Yale, which must be stuck in the ground, knowing that even it was shocked by Marx, who had taken the enemy out of the air.

Look at each other’s means with no difficulty, are the two living bodies still enemies that just fought against it?

After a moment, when a whistle ranged from a distance, Yale turned his body and moved towards the direction of the sound.


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