Mystery: The Witch and the Calamity

"Don't worry, I have everything."

Jason Beria doesn't have the energy to take care of these trivial matters now. For him, ensuring the smooth promotion of the "Demon Dog" is the first priority... As for the Beria gang, it's gone when it's gone. It is not difficult to support another one.

So Louise spoke with confidence.

Of course, even if there is an accident and the first to suffer revenge, it should be the gangster named Sam who died, and Louise can hide in the shadows and wait for an opportunity.

"What do you need me to do?"

Sam asked. He was prostrate on the ground, and he believed in what the woman in front of him said, even willing to give his life for it, but he would not have any hesitation.

Louise's tone became more and more gentle, with a little ethereal feeling in it, as if an angel was in the sky, she said with concern:

"I don't need you to do anything, I'm just here to help you get back what's yours."

"My own stuff..." Sam muttered, with obvious doubt in his voice.

For a young man in his twenties who has been in the gang since he was a child, he doesn't have much ambition in his mind, and his vision determines his way of doing things. Otherwise, he will not face the wrong suspicion and swallow his breath.

In order to awaken the ambition buried in the heart of the other party, Louise answered carefully:

"Beria's gang, it's yours."

"You should now win over your trusted subordinates, kill the current boss, master the entire gang, and then destroy the Zimange Party... Make it bigger and stronger, and create greater glories."

Sam's face showed a frenzy, and he repeated in his mouth: "Kill the boss, kill the boss..."

"Go." Louise said softly, then her body floated back, and finally disappeared into nothingness.

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Sam woke up suddenly and set the glass to the ground.

With a bang, the glass shattered.

He didn't even lower his head to look, instead he was fascinated by what he was thinking...

Is everything just a dream?

No, that was the guidance of the gods. He sent an angel to send down oracles. I am a devout believer who is favored by the Lord... Sam thought about it. At this time, he subconsciously ignored the fact that he usually does not go to church to pray at all.

He got up quickly, rushed out of the door urgently, and rushed to a new life with unprecedented confidence and outlook.

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After a while, in the empty and quiet room, two young and beautiful female figures appeared without warning, as if they had been here forever.

"Why the trouble?" Katrin asked.

She originally thought that Louise would burn the Bellia gang to ashes, but she didn't expect to make such a big turn, and she was a little puzzled.

Louise was silent for two seconds, then suddenly showed a kind smile and replied:

"To make the process more fun."

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In the evening of the same day, after some elaborate disguise, Miss Diviner appeared alone in the Backlund Bridge District, a ruined factory.

Since following Louise, let alone other things, only talking about the technology in makeup, Catlin can be regarded as making rapid progress. …

She made her originally smooth and delicate face rough and wrinkled, uneven, and even put a black mole on her left cheek... In short, she dressed herself as uglier as possible. The purpose was naturally the first time she came to participate. Strange and extraordinary party.

These are the experiences she learned from Louise, and to be on the safe side, Catherine also borrowed the "Nightmare Necklace"... After the first two short uses, she already liked this magical item, The ability is outstanding, can be attacked and defended, the key is that the negative effects are not significant.

The source of this extraordinary gathering tonight is quite reliable, because this is the reward given by Miss Diviner after she happened to save the next person, so the credibility should not be low.

The dim sky, the silent and dilapidated dilapidated factory, and the bleak night wind blew through the crevices hidden in the corner, making a whining sound, as if someone was moaning and crying, creating a pure and natural atmosphere of terror.

Miss Diviner woke up and walked in.

The scale of the party didn't seem to be too big, and Katrin couldn't tell the exact difference, because she was led directly into a "little dark room" by a waiter, completely isolated from the outside trading floor.

The advantage of doing this is obvious. The members participating in the party do not meet each other, and naturally, the possibility of conflict is fundamentally eliminated... But how to make a deal?

Catherine looked around, there were no extra decorations in the "Little Black Room", a cold chair, an ordinary, even slightly worn wooden table, with pen and paper on it. There was a rope tied to the wall, with a bell hanging at the top of it, for some unknown purpose.

Just when she was wondering when and how the party started, a clear and loud male voice suddenly came from outside the door:

"Purchase the blood of deep sea marlin."

"Purchase the blood of deep sea marlin."

"Purchase the blood of deep sea marlin."

After three times in a row, the male voice returned to silence. After a brief silence, a crisp bell rang suddenly. Catherine listened carefully. She could only guess that the sound came from her left direction, but she still could not distinguish the specific direction, as if sensing disturbed by unknown reasons.

very

Dear, this chapter is not over, and there is another page ^0^ Hurry up, there were hurried footsteps in the hall outside, and several waiters began to act, passing on the negotiating conditions of both parties... After about five minutes, the outside world returned to Calm, I don't know what the final result will be.

Then, the crisp male voice sounded again:

"I want to buy the potion formula of Sequence Eight 'Fighting Scholar'."

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Catherine already understood the transaction process at the party. While listening, she picked up a pen and wrote down her needs on white paper, using deliberately forged handwriting... After that, there was a long wait.

Although the first transaction seemed to get off to a good start, the subsequent gathering was not smooth. For more time, the atmosphere in the venue was silent and solidified, and most transactions had no choice but to abort.

The most popular of these is "Commissions posted by party members", even without any clues, there are still people who want to know the specifics of a commission in order to be able to earn a bounty...  

Time passed slowly, the candles in the "Little Black Room" flickered faintly, and Catherine, like an outsider, sat on a chair like a sculpture, not saying a word until the knock on the door.

She raised her hand and handed out the paper on which her needs were written.

The male waiter who acted as the host glanced at the messy handwriting on it, and said aloud:

"Purchase a piece of the real rhizome of the Mist Treant."

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After repeating the important thing three times, in the mood of Miss Diviner's expectation, silence enveloped the night sky tonight, no bell rang, and the transaction was aborted.

It doesn't matter, this is just the first extraordinary party she attended after coming to Backlund. It's normal to not gain anything... Catherine comforted herself in her heart. She recalled the time when she was looking for the main ingredient of the potion for the Sequence Eight "Clown". The hardships suddenly gave birth to an ominous premonition~www.wuxiamtl.com~Why do I always fail to find materials? My luck is really bad! Well, next time I bring Sophia, she will be lucky... Katrin thought to herself.

Suddenly, she heard someone post a request, the content of the request was to find someone, and the person who was looking for turned out to be...

"Louise, female, with portrait, a valid lead is worth a hundred pounds."

Catherine couldn't help being a little stunned. Her first reaction was that she heard it wrong, but when the male waiter repeated it three times, she no longer doubted...

What is the situation? Could it be that Louise also has enemies in Backlund...

Then, she rang the bell...because more than one person was interested in it before her, the bells rang one after another.

Catherine took a look at a portrait in her hand, and it turned out to be Louise...

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Dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^