As though it heard the scrawny man's prayers …
The manhole cover moved.
A black figure jumped out from the manhole and walked towards the scrawny man in the car.
"Boss, hurry up!"
The scrawny man heaved a long breath when he saw the black figure. He was about to roll down the window as he urged the scrawny man.
"Yes, soon."
The black figure nodded and walked to the window. Its left hand grabbed the scrawny man's throat and pulled him out of the car. Its right hand held a dagger and stabbed it down.
The scrawny man's scream was stuck in his throat, all he could do was watch the dagger fall in fear.
Then …
A strong light appeared.
The blinding light caused the dagger to pause for a moment before it was placed horizontally on the scrawny man's neck. The scrawny man who was already grabbed by the throat was like a shield in front of the black figure.
The black figure curled up behind the scrawny man in an unusually vigilant manner.
Unfortunately, the scrawny man was too skinny and the black figure was extremely strong. Even though the black figure tried his best to curl up, half of his body was still exposed.
However, the black figure couldn't care less at that particular moment.
He squinted his eyes and stared at the strong light with vigilance.
Dak, Dak, Dak.
Clear footsteps sounded and Kieran's figure slowly appeared under the strong light.
"It's you?!"
A surprised voice sounded.
"Yes, it's me."
Kieran replied calmly.
"You damned bastard, how did you discover my tracks?"
The black figure shouted at Kieran fiercely.
If the black figure's voice was filled with surprise before, now it was filled with rage. The kind of rage that made him want to kill someone.
It wasn't just a description, it was real killing intent.
Kieran clearly sensed the extremely familiar presence.
A sense of astonishment flashed over his heart.
Although the black figure tried his best to curl up, half of his face was still exposed. It was a very unfamiliar face that Kieran had never seen before.
Kieran thought he had a pretty good memory.
So he wouldn't think he had forgotten.
There weren't many people in this dungeon world who hated him so much before meeting him.
Other than the Noroid Church that the Bomber belonged to, there was only …
Edwood Mansion!
Unfortunately, it was actually a den of thieves that hid countless antiques.
After connecting the dots with the actions of the black figure before him, everything became clear.
This person should be the executor that was' leaked 'from the thieves' lair.
You can't expect a half-mad and old man to 'collect' those antiques, can you?
Back then, Mei Huasheng was certain that there was one or more executioners.
Unfortunately, a half-crazy person couldn't provide any useful information.
Kieran didn't expect the man to not run away. Instead, he reappeared in the museum and stole the Curseman Vase!
No!
No!
He was not after the Curseman Vase!
But for the sake of …
Silencing them!
Kieran's mind flashed back to the scene that he had deliberately mixed up earlier.
If Zhang Xuan was still guessing before, he had already confirmed it now.
The guy in front of him wanted to escape!
He wanted to turn his own men into Pol Nelson's hired men and turn the hired men into his own men!
Although Kieran didn't check the bodies in detail, he was sure there would be some vague clues on the bodies that led to Edwood Mansion.
"If that's the case …"
"It's not like it's impossible."
Against the light, Kieran curled his lips into a grin and slightly altered his original plan.
"The traces you left behind?
Sorry, I didn't see it.
"Your companions told me."
Kieran's voice was hoarse and heavy again.
"Don't play tricks on me!
I don't believe your tricks! "
The man coldly grunted, looking rather disdainful.
At the same time, Kieran sharply noticed that the man was slowly approaching the car with the engine still running.
It was obvious that the man wanted to escape.
However, it didn't stop Kieran from changing his plan.
It was fair to say that the man was very cooperative.
The man needed time to get closer to the car.
As for Kieran?
He also needed time to show himself and acquire more 'reverse energy'.
"Whether you believe it or not, you can't erase their existence.
"They are by your side, watching you."
Their eyes are filled with resentment.
They are asking you … "
"Why did you kill them?"
Kieran's voice echoed in the alley. The man's cold laughter got louder and more irritating.
"Why?
"Aren't you a psychic?"
A medium that knows secrets that others don't!
Why don't you tell them the answer! "
The man clamored.
"Are you sure you want me to do this?"
Even though his voice was hoarse and low, there was a heavy sense of solemnity in it.
"Of course!
"Say it!"
I'll wait here! "
The man laughed coldly again, his squinted eyes were filled with mockery, as if he was eager to see Kieran make a fool of himself. Or rather …
He wanted to see how Kieran would buy him enough time to escape.
He was about to reach the best spot to escape.
On top of that, he already had a complete plan in his mind.
He didn't even need to open the car door, he would jump into the car through the open window and before that, he would throw the trash in his hand at the man.
Of course, it would be a dead body!
If a dead body fell on the man who was trying to mystify people, the man's expression would be very interesting, right?
Even if he couldn't get some interest from that bastard for the time being.
Then, when the limelight died down, he would let the man know what kind of existence he had provoked!
The man stared at Kieran coldly.
He had already sentenced Kieran to death in his heart.
However, right away, the man's eyes were filled with astonishment.
He saw Kieran's body start to twist.
It was twisting in a way that defied the structure of a human body.
It was like …
A snake?!
When the thought popped up in the man's mind, the man's voice got hoarser and hoarser, sounding from the twisted body.
"You are trying to cover up the crimes you committed in Edwood Mansion.
"You wish to erase this unknown past."
But you don't trust the others.
So, you chose the timing of the Curseman Vase's appearance and carried out this scheme — they came because of greed and died because of greed.
But they aren't willing to give up!
They aren't willing to give up!
Listen, they are back! "
The hoarser and gloomy voice turned sharp and irritating at the last sentence, like the roar of the dead. The man's deepest thoughts were already guessed by Kieran, so he was frightened.
His body shivered and he looked at Kieran.
The twisting stopped.
Kieran returned to his original form.
Under the strong light, Kieran was panting heavily.
He seemed exhausted.
Each time he breathed, the dust in the strong light would be blown away.
Countless dust particles floated up and down as he breathed.
Again and again.
However, nothing seemed to have happened.
The man quickly regained his senses from the shock.
"Is this your clown trick?"
What a joke.
Too bad I don't have time to play with you anymore. "
The man slightly moved his feet again. He didn't want to confront the shaman anymore, he had reached the best spot to escape.
He wanted to stab the dagger on the scrawny man's neck.
But at that moment, the scrawny man screamed louder than a common man.
"Why …"
"Want …"
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