On the outside, it looked like a luxurious manor … but in fact, it was the place where the Knights of the Round Table gathered.
The manor was owned by Sir Hopkins' family. After centuries of continuous construction, it had become a sizable base.
In the interrogation room.
Reid slowly woke up from a state where he seemed to have taken a tour in hell. Along with his awakening came a pain that seemed to burn his soul.
He couldn't help but groan a few times … Then, the first thing he saw was his hands.
His hands were badly mutilated, as if they were fished out from a fire, but at the same time, his hands were still shackled — his whole body was chained to a metal chair.
"What a tenacious vitality, to be able to wake up so quickly."
In front of Reid was the pale face of a crying clown … one of the Twelve Knights of the Round Table, the clown, Dargoni!
Not only Dargoni, but Gareth was also present, as well as Mr. Hopkins, who was silently sitting on the side with his cane in hand.
This senior cadre of 'Myth of Doomsday' had suffered terrible injuries. The Knights of the Fog City had actually used a lot of precious medicine to pull him back from death — originally, there was no need to go to the extent of rescuing him.
But they had to do this — because if they couldn't get the whereabouts of the other members of 'Myth of Doomsday' from Reid, their contact information, and their next plan, after three days, this country would probably usher in a terrible disaster.
At this time, under Reid's blank gaze, Mr. Clown conjured a remote control from his palm like a magic trick.
Randt seemed to have realized something. Mr. Clown smiled as he extended a finger and slowly pressed it down in front of Randt's eyes.
In an instant, a huge current flowed into the metal chair.
A shrill scream sounded, and Reid's body, which was mostly burnt, was now twitching crazily … Gareth frowned and couldn't help but say, "Dargoni, we don't have much time. If you electrocute him, how much time do we have to waste?"
"Don't worry, I'm counting." Mr. Clown let go of the button and shrugged, "I'm just doing a demonstration, a demonstration that can save us time. I believe that a smart person will know to answer honestly … Am I right, Mr. Reid? "
Just as Mr. Clown had said, the electric shock this time did not make Reid pass out. It only made him suffer inhumane torture.
But in the face of the clown's question, he weakly raised his head and revealed a disdainful smile. "If I don't tell you... will none of you be able to sleep?"
The Clown's lips curled up slightly. "Of course, I hope that you will remain silent."
He pressed the button again, and the metal chair that was connected to the current emitted visible sparks … Reid's body convulsed even more crazily, and his eyes even turned white.
"Reid! Just how many people do you have in 'Doomsday Myth'? Where are they hiding?! Where is the next target? " Gareth asked quickly. "I hope you can end your current suffering. Please cooperate with us."
At the same time, he reached out and snatched the remote control from Mr. Clown's hand … Mr. Clown curled his lips, squatted on the ground, and looked up.
Gareth ignored him and just reached out to grab Reid's hair and raised his head. "As long as you are willing to cooperate, we can give you an extradition order and let you become a legal inhuman in your country. We will also come forward to negotiate with the Magician Association to revoke their wanted order on you … Sunshine, you want that too, right? "
Reid still sneered, and his voice was intermittent, "You … agree to the request … Sunshine … belongs to us …"
Gareth frowned and said, "Do you know what you are doing? Ceding the whole of Northern Ireland and letting you be independent … Are you announcing your existence to the world? Are you trying to start a war?! "
"The Shadow Snake is about to reappear … And this is … the beginning … from, from death … Ah —!!!!"
"Dargoni!!! You better know when to stop!! "
Looking at Reid falling into a coma after the electric shock, Gareth's gentle face instantly became extremely stern.
Mr. Clown was squatting at Gareth's feet, quietly reaching out his finger and pressing the electric shock button … He was so naughty that he had no friends.
Gareth shook his head. After the third electric shock, Reid probably wouldn't wake up in a short time … He sighed, walked to Mr. Hopkins, and said with a frown, "Sir, this Reid has done a lot of drug resistance training. Our truth-telling liquid obviously won't work on him. If he insists on not revealing, I'm afraid …"
Mr. Hopkins rubbed the carving on his cane and remained silent … At this moment, the door of the interrogation room suddenly opened.
A woman wearing a purple dress, black eyeshadow, and a great figure slowly walked in … Mr. Clown whistled, stood up, and flicked his fingers. In a flash, three flying knives appeared between his fingers.
Gareth frowned, "Mind Witch … Jillian Anderson? Why are you here? "
"I asked her to come." Mr. Hopkins sighed, "Gareth, I think we need to borrow her ability to get information about the 'Doomsday Myth' from Reid's mouth in the shortest time possible."
At the same time, the woman in the purple dress leisurely walked to Hopkins's side, sat on the armrest of the chair, and reached out to lift Hopkins's chin, "Dear Hopkins, I hope you will keep your promise."
"Don't try to control my mind, Jillian." Facing such a seductive beauty, Hopkins wasn't moved at all. His eyes were as clear as a lake, "I will keep my promise, but on the other hand, you can help me … This is just a deal I have no choice but to make."
"Of course, you are the descendant of the great King Arthur." Ms. Jillian smiled, then glanced at Gareth and Mr. Clown, and then walked to Reid.
Gareth still frowned, and looked at Mr. Hopkins inquiringly.
"I promised her that she would have the opportunity to visit that person." Hopkins shook his head.
"That person …" Gareth instantly thought of something, and his face slightly changed, "Sir!"
Hopkins waved his hand and said, "Including the time we need to deploy after we get the information about the Doomsday Myth, if you are confident that you can get the information from Reid's mouth within half an hour, I will not hesitate to terminate this deal."
Gareth could only remain silent … Half an hour? With Reid's stubbornness, perhaps he wouldn't be able to say a useful word in half a month.
"Well … I'm curious, how did you catch Reid, a silver-level magician." Ms. Jillian circled around the metal chair, and her fingers began to stroke Reid's shoulder, "This is a ruthless character wanted by the Magician Association for ten years … Is it the work of Mr. Clown? It seems that your superhuman intuition is a good counter to Reid's transmigration technique. "
"It's not me." Mr. Clown shrugged, not intending to explain in detail.
"Is that so?" Ms. Jillian didn't seem to care, and after circling around, she came in front of Reid and cupped his face with both hands.
Her eyes suddenly turned black … completely turned into a pair of completely black eyes. It was extremely strange!
About ten minutes later, Ms. Jillian stretched and smiled, "Well, Reid's will has protection, which can prevent the spying of psychic magic. But I've bypassed it. You have about twenty minutes, so ask whatever you want to know as soon as possible. "
With that, Ms. Jillian threw a coquettish glance at Mr. Clown, and reiterated, "There are only twenty minutes, it's not good to waste it on me."
Mr. Clown had to take back the magic between his fingers.
Before leaving, Ms. Jillian suddenly looked at Mr. Hopkins and chuckled, "Prison … When I go, I'll inform you."
… …
… …
In the room, Will got used to the pain. After catching his breath, he got up with difficulty and looked at the man in a black trench coat in front of him in horror.
He seemed to have heard something else … It was the child's shouts coming from outside.
Mafia … criminal organization, or something else?
Will used the action of climbing up to quietly open the phone in his pocket … He didn't know who he was calling, he only hoped that someone would answer and at the same time, be able to hear the conversation here.
"You're here to catch that child?" Will frowned, "His injuries were also caused by you? You actually abused a minor? "
"If you don't want to cause trouble, don't be nosy," the man in the trench coat stood in front of the door with his arms crossed, "Don't worry, we'll disappear from your sight and won't trouble you in the future."
Will said with slight anger, "But you took away an injured child from me! I seriously suspect that you're doing some illegal activities, even illegally imprisoning and abusing a minor! "
The man in the trench coat shook his head, seemingly impatient, but still said casually, "You don't want to know the origin of the child you're talking about … What's your hand doing?"
With that, he took a step forward, pinched Will's arm, and forcibly pulled it out, "Phone? Are you playing tricks? "
"Let me go! You criminals!! Let me go … "
The man in the trench coat threw Will's phone to the ground, then pulled him and threw him towards the wall, "It seems that letting you sleep is a better choice."
He sneered and walked towards Will.
Will watched in horror … But at this moment, there was a loud noise outside the door, it seemed to be smashing. The man in the trench coat frowned, waved his hand again, and knocked Will to the ground … He was in so much pain that he couldn't even get up.
"I'll deal with you later."
With that, the man in the trench coat opened the door and walked out.
…
Outside, the man in the trench coat had already fallen to the ground, and the reception area of the community center was already in a mess.
However, the orc siblings had already been forced into a corner.
They had too many ways to deal with orcs, not to mention the minor — Simpton didn't make a move, but just watched coldly.
"Sir? What's going on? "
The man who was watching Will hurriedly walked over, but Simpton just nodded … The man glanced and frowned, "Sir, since the two targets have been found …"
What he received was Simpton's cold gaze.
He could only swallow his words, then looked at the two little orcs in the corner.
"Sister …" The boy hid behind the girl in fear.
The girl protected him with one hand, while staring at the enemies in front of her, saying in a low voice, "Oga, I'll keep them busy, you run when you have the chance, you keep running! After you leave this place, run towards the tallest building! You must go to the 17th floor, the room with the swimming pool! There might be someone there who can protect you! But that guy is a long story! You have to be careful! "
"Sister, I won't go!"
"Be good!" The girl looked into the boy's eyes, "I promise, I'll be fine! Then I'll go find you! "
As she spoke, the girl grabbed the boy's arm and threw him out. At the same time, she kicked her body and crashed into one of the men in a black windbreaker.
Her growth hadn't reached the level of an orc. She was agile, but not strong enough. This collision didn't make a trained knight fall to the ground.
But to her horror, her actions didn't work … When she came back to her senses, she saw that Oga didn't escape.
Instead, Simpton easily grabbed his leg and lifted him up, then he heavily fell to the ground.
Simpton smiled and lifted his windbreaker … A narrow sword flew out and was about to pierce through Oga's body.
"No —!!!"
The girl screamed in despair. At this moment, white fur started to grow all over her body, and her amber eyes turned dark red!
Chi chi chi chi —!!!!
In the blink of an eye, a white gas suddenly spewed out. This white gas was emitted at an extremely fast speed, instantly filling the entire reception room. At the same time, an ear-piercing buzzing sound rang out from the reception room.
Simpton covered his nose and waved his arm to get rid of the white gas.
When some of the gas dissipated, a fire extinguisher was seen rolling on the ground … But the two little orcs were nowhere to be seen!
"Where are they!"
Outside the community center, Will carried the delicate boy and hurriedly got into a yellow car. Then, he rushed out of the community center!
As a grand knight of the knight organization, he actually let two orcs escape under his nose. Simpton's face instantly became gloomy, "You … how did you watch?"
"I'm sorry sir, I already beat him to the ground, I didn't expect …" The man lowered his head and hurriedly apologized.
"Humph! That's not enough, quickly chase after him! "Simpton said angrily.
The man hurriedly nodded … looking at the yellow car running away, a trace of relief flashed across his face.
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