Mystery: The Ancient God is Actually Me

Backlund, North District.

In front of the tall floor-to-ceiling windows, Klein surveyed the extremely well-maintained shrub garden, and walked around the living room symbolically, occasionally casting his eyes in the direction where his employer was sitting.

After leaving the hospital, Ms. Daly took Mr. Auceptin to the West Velas Field in the name of asking for instructions and asked him to repeat the whole thing in front of another night watchman disguised as an ordinary policeman. through.

If I guessed correctly, a large part of the reason why Mr. Auceptin is so tired now should be that the Nighthawks of Backlund used some psychological abilities or sealed artifacts after the most basic dream.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Mr. Auceptin, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room, without a trace, and stopped at the spirit clinging to his back.

After he came out of the Siviras Field, although Ms. Daly did not follow the gentleman to keep him safe, she still placed a special spirit behind him to ensure that when the robber appeared, she would be on duty at night. can receive the message as soon as possible.

Judging from the color of the spiritual body, it should belong to the vegetarian kind among spiritual creatures... Well, even if it is adsorbed on Mr. Auceptin's back for a long time, it should only make him feel tired more easily, Being incapacitated while exercising will not cause permanent damage...  

It seems that he felt Klein's sight, the spirit body lying on the back of Mr. Auceptin suddenly raised his head, his hairless head turned around, and the round head had only one eye, which was full of curiosity and ke Lane looked at each other.

Sorry to bother you... Klein resisted the urge to show an embarrassed yet polite smile, and quickly looked away.

"Mr Moriarty, what happened just now?"

Ordered by the police to stay at home and try not to move around casually, Mr. Auceptin, who was waiting for the follow-up treatment, turned his head in confusion, looked at Klein who suddenly looked away and asked.

As an ordinary person, of course he didn't know who Klein was looking at just now.

"I just think you need to rest now. Anyway, the police have already started their work. Under the attention of the church, those robbers should be arrested and brought to justice soon. Besides, there are me and other gentlemen here. I think you can relax first. a while."

Klein spread his hands casually, as if thinking about the other party.

Although threatened before, Neville Auceptin was not stupid enough to succumb to the intimidation of the robber, but left a few bodyguards who were still willing to serve.

Although for a businessman with a small industry, it is not a big expense to temporarily hire these bodyguards, but considering the storm caused by the robbers and the recent series of unfortunate misfortunes, the property of the Auceptin family is now in a state of only entering and not being able to enter. , the cost of hiring bodyguards has to be taken seriously.

"I want to rest, but this won't solve the problem. Who knows if it will be when I'm being stabbed in the head with a gun again, the police will come over and shoot a few shots, saying it's all up to them. Thanks to my credit, I didn't get ripped off."

On the sofa, Mr. Auceptin looked distressed and complained, but he also did not forget to glance at his eldest son and wife sitting on the other side of the living room.

Unlike his "brother", Neville Auceptin's eldest son looks like a shrewd man, and he is pretending to be sad, comforting himself by being grounded at home by his husband and not allowed to visit his younger son. 's mother.

I don't know what kind of expression he would have made if he knew that his brother was an angel... Klein looked at the calm dark blue of the other party's spiritual body, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

It was already dinner time, and Auceptin's house was also located in the center of the North District. Most of the surrounding houses were brightly lit. Only Auceptin's house, which was still suffering from misfortune and panic, could only gather together. Most of the living rooms were lit, and the rest was pitch black.

In the living room of only 40 square meters, there are three bodyguards, two maids from the Auceptin family, and other members of Klein and Auceptin's family. Only the driver, the porter and the other bodyguard are not here.

"I'll go to the bathroom." Feeling the bulge in his lower abdomen, Klein and the other two bodyguards with three-edged knives around their waists chatted and walked towards the bathroom alone.

The bodyguards in the living room were originally just bounty hunters in the Eastern District, and in order not to be troubled by the police, most of them were not equipped with guns. They only cameo in this role because they were paid enough salary.

The building layout here is too unreasonable, why is the bathroom and living room so far apart?

After walking for a full minute, Klein walked to the door of the only bathroom on the first floor, which was almost at the southeast corner of the house, next to the small stairs to the second floor.

Fortunately, the layout of Minsk No. 17 is more reasonable. Otherwise, even if I don't have to pay the rent myself, I will try to change to a house with a more reasonable layout... Klein's thoughts diverged a little, he didn't think much, even I didn't notice that the bathroom door was not closed tightly, and gestured to the brass handle on the door.

"Bino, I've said it several times, I haven't dealt with it yet, can't you wait?"

Suddenly, Klein's hand froze on the doorknob, and the expression on his stiff face gradually became strange.

There was someone in the bathroom, and it didn't sound like any of the porter, the driver, and the other bodyguard.

It's the robbers!

Klein jerked his spirits up, temporarily ignoring the swelling of his lower abdomen, and quickly activated his spiritual vision.

In spiritual vision, behind the dark gray, lifeless color of the wooden door, the three color blocks huddled on the floor flickered faintly, but one seemed to have a weaker aura.

Examining the general outline of the three color blocks, Klein cautiously moved the cane to his right hand, and put his left hand on the handle.

In the bathroom with the door closed, the two squatting on the ground with their hands constantly moving are probably gangsters who do not know when to sneak into Auceptin's house, and the other should be a bodyguard patrolling elsewhere.

When did they come in and my spiritual intuition didn't feel anything at all?

Although the spiritual warning of Sequence Eight cannot cover the entire house like the more powerful mid-sequence, but as a "clown" who is known for his powerful inspiration, he usually has a little hunch.

Maybe it's because these people can't pose a threat to me at all, and they won't even pose a threat to the Auceptin family... Thinking that he accidentally discovered the robber who sneaked in for this reason, Ke The expression on Ryan's face became even more strange.

In the hospital before, Will Auceptin also said that the robber who had been bothering his father was nothing but a smoke bomb he deliberately guided and threw in order to avoid the pursuit of another Angel of the Path of Destiny.

The reason why those robbers dared to break into a businessman's house in the well-regulated North District and robbed, and were caught off guard by the police when the Auceptin family was really in danger, all because of Will Auceptin Can guide.

From this point of view, in some respects, the Destiny pathway seems to have the same influence as 0-08 of the "spectator" pathway, to manipulate the development of things?

It's really terrifying. I once stepped into someone else's arrangement without knowing it... Klein's mouth curled into a sarcastic smile. Hidden in the shadows on the side of the bathroom door.

"Hey, are you alright? Put on your pants quickly, the boss will be angry if you are late!"

"The boss said that the dead profiteer found another helper, and it seems to be much stronger than the previous parallel imports."

The door of the bathroom opened slowly, and two middle-aged men with their throats pressed out step by step, with linen hoods on their heads, but two holes were opened in the eyes, barely blocking the sight of the two.

Holding two standard revolvers in their hands, they made their way to the living room where the only light was shining.

"Bino, you said that there shouldn't be any more **** police disturbing our good things this time, right?"

"Bino?"

The gangster who walked ahead repeatedly shouted the name of his friend, but his body had already stopped. He raised his revolver with both hands and turned his head little by little.

"Bino?"

Under the cold crimson moonlight, Bino, who was tying up with him in the bathroom just now, was slumped in the arms of a middle-aged gentleman, his head in a sack tilted to one side~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Good evening, Mr. Robber. "

Hearing Klein's polite greeting, the robber holding the revolver suddenly became tense, as if the bullet would shoot out of the barrel of the revolver in his hand in the next second, shattering the middle-aged man's head in front of him.

But in Klein's eyes, this set of movements seemed to be pressed to slow down. He took a slight step back, and suddenly let go of the left hand of the unlucky Bino in his arms, and his right arm was swung from another angle. His cane fell heavily toward the robber's sack-covered head.

boom!

In the darkness, the revolver whose guns were emitting flames fell to the ground. Klein looked at Mr. Robber who was flickering in front of him, and counted silently.

Three, two, one, down.

The robber who received a heavy blow on the head couldn't hold it any longer. He slumped down on the hard and cold wooden floor, and had a close contact with his brother's body.

I don't know why, after seeing these two people give it for nothing, I suddenly felt that Will Auceptin's entrustment was a trouble... Although I solved two threats that were not even enemies, but Klein's expression became even more solemn.

Now it seems that Will Auceptin's commission is too simple.

Why didn't he use the ability to control fate to help himself out of the predicament as before.

It shouldn't be difficult for him to attract the attention of the Nighthawks or other official Beyonders...

It all looked as if he was deliberately pulling me into the fight between him and Ourorius, and offered to show his favor.

"Good boy, help me pick up the stones on the ground, and I'll give you 100 yuan, okay?"

A picture of a strange uncle tricking the little boy suddenly appeared in Klein's mind, and he couldn't help shivering.

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