Night fell.
Inside the Fireplace Conference Hall of the Notting Hill Organization.
Cynsini, dressed in a decent suit, walked out of a room filled with stench and blood with a handkerchief over his mouth and nose.
"Leader."
On both sides, his trusted subordinates bowed. A young man with a cold expression smiled and said, "To think that I thought the mysterious man was so great. In the end, he couldn't even withstand the first interrogation and confessed everything."
"I want more mysticism knowledge, spiritual materials, and mystical items …"
Cynsini sat at the head of the conference table, his expression calm.
People outside thought he was the uncrowned king of the entire Byron City.
But only he knew that he was just a clown!
That man only sent someone to pass a message, and he handed over the lucrative moonshine business with both hands.
This was a disgrace!
But Cynsini had learned to be patient. Before he accumulated enough power, he would not rashly start a war with the other party.
And now, the trend was very good.
Although they had lost the moonshine market, the other gray and black industries in Byron City were enough for the Notting Hill Organization to survive and develop.
Moreover, he had also found some clues about the mysterious man. Just now, he saw an unlucky guy who had been caught.
"Maybe … I should also pass through the Dark Door and become an 'Extraordinary'?"
Cynsini thought to himself. Although he was dismissive of the mysterious man, he was still a little curious about their power.
"Unfortunately … I didn't find the mystical knowledge to produce that kind of spirit wine …"
He was a little tempted. For example, let his confidants drink the spirit wine and directly blow up the other party's head?
"No, no, I can't be impulsive. I have to have a foolproof plan … This day will come soon. The people of Xili never forget hatred!"
Cynsini opened a bottle of champagne for himself. The sweet sparkling wine made him feel a lot better.
"Leader!"
Just then, a subordinate came to report. "There's someone who calls himself the mysterious man. He wants to see you!"
"Oh? He came to me voluntarily? Interesting. Let him in! "
Cynsini was a little surprised. He knew that Notting Hill had been searching for the mysterious man. It was rare to see someone who dared to run into the muzzle.
Not long after, a thin and withered old man was brought to him.
"You're … a Voodoo Sect Warlock?!"
There were fine black tattoos on the man's face and neck, giving Cynsini a similar feeling to the Magus Garcia had invited.
"Yes, I am a wizard and a follower of Voodoo! You can call me Norma! "
Norma opened her mouth, revealing her white teeth.
"I have to say, you are very bold!"
Cynsini rubbed the ring on his finger, and a few of his trusted subordinates pointed their guns at Norma's head.
Norma was not angry or panicked. She looked at Cynsini with disappointment in her eyes. "Child … you've lost the traditions of the Siri."
"You're from the West Country too?"
Cynthia was stunned. Then, he laughed maniacally. "Tradition is outdated. So what if you're the mysterious man? Even if your throat is cut open, blood will still flow out. If a bullet is shot into your body, your head will also explode! "
"But you're still pursuing the mystery, aren't you?"
Norma raised her head and looked straight at Cynthia. "Child … you've gone astray. The true mystery is in your heart, flowing in your veins. We, the Siri, are the people of the sea. We are the sons of salt, the people of the sea, and the people of the fish!
"Don't look outward. Look inward and trace your bloodline. You'll find that you're the son of the sea who has been blessed by the sea!"
Norma's tone suddenly became high-pitched, but it also seemed a little vague.
Those strange sounds seemed to be chanting some kind of incantation.
Cynthia's consciousness was a little dazed. He seemed to see a blue sea. In the boundless darkness of the surging waves, countless shadows swelled and gathered into a huge, twisted and fierce black shadow!
It was …
"Ah!"
His expression was twisted, and the muscles on his face kept twitching. His trembling hand took out a wine pot from his pocket.
"Don't resist him, child. Haven't you always been pursuing the mystery?"
Norma laughed in a low voice.
Cynsini realized that scales had appeared on his palms at some point in time.
He was silent. Suddenly, he gulped down a mouthful of cold blood and walked in front of Norma. "Go to hell!"
Pa!
He grabbed Norma's hair and slammed his head on the conference table.
Norma was dizzy. Two streams of blood flowed down from his nose, and his expression became dull.
"F * ck you … Although I pursue power, I hate it when others force their will on me the most!"
Cynthia pulled out his revolver and stuffed the muzzle into Norma's mouth. "Old man … you bewitched me in hopes of obtaining the power of Nuoding Mountain. That's no problem. I like fair deals … but you can't threaten my mind. I hate this kind of situation the most, understand? B * stard! "
…
"Ah, looks like Norma from the Voodoo Sect has failed …"
Outside the conference hall, in the darkness, two investigators in black trench coats gathered together and looked at a colorless transparent crystal.
In the crystal, the scene in the conference hall was vaguely reflected.
They saw Cynthia grabbing the old man and slamming his head on the hard wooden table, causing blood to flow.
"No, I feel that the old man is about to succeed."
The other investigator shook his head. "Although Cynthia is violent, he's not crazy. He didn't kill him. Norma also understands this, so he didn't do anything … There's still a chance of them reconciling."
"I think he doesn't dare to fight back. Otherwise, his head will definitely be blown up! The wizards are really a bunch of lunatics. In order to convince Cynthia, he dared to expose his fragile body to the muzzle of a gun … Get ready, Jack. It's time for us to appear. "
There were many levels of investigators in the Special Affairs Bureau.
Most of them were ordinary people who had mastered special potions and alchemy items.
Most of them were level three investigators, responsible for maintaining the security of the entire Federation's mysterious side.
When they became level two investigators, they would begin to come into contact with mysteries and advance to become 'Extraordinary'!
The level one and special-level were even more powerful. They did not come from items, but from their own strength.
Needless to say, there were also the legendary trump cards, the legendary investigators.
Tom and Jack were level two investigators. The original level three investigators in Byron City had reported the matter of the Nuoding Hill Gang, which immediately attracted the attention of the headquarters and sent them to investigate.
However, they infiltrated the place and installed surveillance, but they did not find the source of the Nuoding Hill family's potion. Instead, they saw an unexpected situation.
…
These two did not know that in a place further away, Chung Shen-soo was still dressed for a gathering. He wore half a silver mask and hid in the darkness, watching everything silently.
"I'm just here to silence them. Why are there so many accidents?"
He held his forehead helplessly and muttered to himself.
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