Night.

Florentine City, rotten pine alley, the last courtyard.

In the main room, a few candles were lit, and Lawrence, who had limited mobility, sat in a wheelchair and looked at a few drawings by the light in front of his desk.

Occasionally, Lawrence looked up, glanced at the cold room, sighed, and then lowered his head to continue looking at the drawings.

At this moment, the candle flame on the table suddenly flickered unsteadily, as if a wind was blowing.

"Huh?" Lawrence raised his head a little warily, looked at the closed doors and windows, frowned, and quickly looked around the room:

The wooden frame inexplicably "creaked and creaked", there was a "rustling" sound from the corner of the wall, and there was the sound of "stabbing" dragging heavy objects in places that could not be seen in the sight.

This!

Lawrence frowned deeply, and the next moment, he took a deep breath and shouted: "Since you are here, what are you sneaking up hiding? Are you wizards with extraordinary power still afraid of an old man like me who can't stand up?"

"Oh, Master Lawrence, your perception is very keen, you noticed it when we first came. A voice sounded, and the air next to the desk twisted, and three figures appeared.

One of them was Franklin, and behind him, there were two others, both of his men.

The one on the left, tall and fat, resembles a mountain of meat, has the name of Art, nicknamed "Earth Demon".

The one on the right, with a normal stature and fiery red hair, is named Promi, nicknamed "Fire Spirit".

After Franklin appeared, he looked at Lawrence and said slowly: "Master Lawrence, although you may have guessed that we existed before this, but this should be the first time we have officially met.

Even if you're about to die, I feel like it's important to introduce yourself as a courtesy: My name is Franklin, well, the guy who's going to kill you tonight. ”

"Franklin. Lawrence listened, and raised an eyebrow, "It doesn't really feel like a good person's name." ”

"Oh, it doesn't matter, does it?" said Franklin, as he approached Lawrence, when a sudden roar came from the corner of the main room.

Muto and Lake didn't know when they appeared, holding heavy air guns, pointing at Franklin and shouting, "You bad guys, don't get close to our teacher, stay away from our teacher!

I tell you, don't think you're wizards, just how powerful, we can still make you look good with weapons!"

"Even?" Franklin paused in surprise and looked at Muto and Lake.

Lawrence, who was sitting behind the wooden table, suddenly changed color, looked at Muto and Lake and shouted, "Bastard, didn't I let you two get out, why do you want to come back!"

"Teacher, don't say it!" Mu Tuo said solemnly, "I know that you let us leave a few days ago for our consideration, for fear that we will be in danger. But the more this happens, the more we can't leave you.

You saved my life and that of Lake, and if you hadn't made a move that winter a few years ago, we would have frozen to death in front of your door. So, as long as we are alive, we will never allow the bad guys to hurt you, absolutely not!"

"But you're no match for them!" shouted Lawrence, "Didn't you experience it a few days ago, and the weapons in your hands couldn't hurt the wizard at all!"

"Then we can't let them hurt you!" shouted Muto.

Lawrence looked at Muto and Lake, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and he was silent, not knowing what to say.

At this time, Franklin applauded: "Papapa, tsk, what a touching teacher-student friendship." Anyway, if I didn't need to give an explanation to the Muse, maybe I would really have to let you go. But now, I'm going to kill you all. ”

"You're the right one to die, you bad guy with bad intentions toward our teacher!" shouted Muto, "Die!"

After speaking, he slammed the trigger of the air gun in his hand.

"Boom!"

At the moment when the trigger was pulled, a huge explosion sounded, the entire air gun exploded, and the gas tank was shattered, and Mu Tuo and Lake let out a miserable scream, and they fell to the ground in unison, their bodies stained red with gushing blood, and they were motionless.

Franklin shook his head, rubbed his fingers as if everything had nothing to do with him, and said to the two subordinates, Nunu, "Art, Promi, you two go and check." ”

"Yes. The two men replied, walked over quickly, examined Muto and Lake, who had fallen to the ground, and raised their heads to speak to Franklin.

"Dead. Yate said.

"It's all dead. Promi repeated.

"Good. Franklin nodded in satisfaction, "Then there is only one last goal left, solve it, and even if it is completed."

After that, take care of the secrets of the Black Spirit Empire in this city, and maybe you can explain it to the Muse steward. ”

Lawrence's eyes turned red, he stared at Franklin and gritted his teeth, "You killed Muto and Lake, you killed my students!"

"yes, is there a problem?" Franklin asked, smiling at Lawrence.

"Ahh

"Bang bang!"

With six sounds, all six bullets in the firearm flew out and shot at Franklin's body.

But just a dozen centimeters in front of Franklin, six bullets stopped in unison.

Lawrence's eyes widened, and although he had expected this outcome, he was still a little reluctant to accept it.

If you just don't accept it, what can you do?

A great sense of frustration took over Lawrence's body.

"Boom!"

Lawrence leaned deeply on the back of the wheelchair, and the firearm in his hand fell to the ground, looking resigned to his fate.

Franklin chuckled when he saw it, and stretched out a finger to flick the six bullets that had stagnated in the air in front of him together.

"Sometimes, I'm curious how this little thing came to be, it looks much more elaborate than a crossbow, but in any case, it's still far less powerful than a spell. As he spoke, a flame erupted from his fingertips, quickly melting the six bullets into liquid, and then reshaping them into a slender awl.

The awl cooled, Franklin clenched it with a "snap", and walked behind Lawrence.

"Kill me. Lawrence spoke up, his eyes blank and indifferent, his voice as if there was no emotion, "I have expected this to be the case since many days ago, when I found out that someone was investigating me. ”

"You've thought of it?" Franklin exclaimed, slightly surprised.

"Yes, I've thought of it. Lawrence said, continuing to be indifferent.

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