Chapter 2150
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The tattooed man was so scared that he hurriedly cast a light shield and looked around. He thought that there was a terrifying magician lying in ambush nearby. It was normal for people like them to be targeted by some European holy forces.
However, to be able to kill his underling without him noticing, would he really be able to deal with someone with this kind of strength?
"You should be looking at me," Mofan took a step closer to the tattooed man.
The tattooed man did not think it was the three people in front of him who had killed his underlings. However, his heart skipped a beat when he saw Mofan's cold, silver eyes.
"BANG!"
Another explosion took place. One of the golden-haired brothers standing on the other side of the tattooed man suddenly exploded. His bones and flesh scattered across the place, all because Mofan had glanced at him!
"They didn't have a choice in how they died, but you do," Mofan said.
After saying this, he glanced at the other golden-haired brother. The space in that area was rapidly compressing. The golden-haired man had already used earth magic to turn his body into a plaster, but in the face of absolute power, it was useless.
His flesh and blood did not splatter everywhere. Instead, it was plaster powder. The severed head flew past the tattooed man's face. It was only then that the tattooed man realized that the person who had killed his three lackeys in an instant was the little handyman who delivered the fruits!
But, how was this possible!?
"Who … who exactly are you!?" The tattooed man was finally scared. He thought of a possibility; the person was a member of the Enforcement Union who had purposely set up a trap here!
"I'm just someone who lives here. I just happened to know the person you're trying to kill," Mofan said.
"How is that possible? How long have you been following us? Assh * * *, we are members of the Black Ornaments. Do you know our motto? Offending a member of the Black Ornaments is the same as offending the entire Black Ornaments. No organization will be able to survive in this world. Kid, you have relatives, friends, and a family, right? If you kill me today, you will receive the revenge of the Black Ornaments. You will know what the Black Ornaments are when you hold the dead bodies of the people around you in your hands! "the tattooed man said.
"Impressive. Your Black Ornaments Society has a better corporate philosophy than the Blue Ornaments and Red Ornaments. You can go now. "Mofan said to the tattooed man.
"I can go now?" The tattooed man felt that he had misheard and was somewhat stunned.
"Hmm, I've thought of a more interesting way to die. Someone like you is probably just an errand boy in the Black Ornaments Guild. I'll give you one day to seek help from your superiors. One day later, I will come to kill you. At that time, I hope you will continue to maintain your belief of not fearing death, "Mofan said.
The tattooed man didn't quite understand what Mofan was talking about, but since he could escape, he naturally wouldn't hesitate.
The tattooed man rolled and crawled as he ran for his life. He could still see the puddles of blood that Harper had left behind as he ran along the cobblestone path leading to the inn.
What an idiot. He was willing to sacrifice his life just to save his friend.
The guy was an idiot, too. He had let him go just like that.
It would be easy for the guy to kill him. It seemed like the motto of the Black Ornaments Society was still in effect. Even the Enforcers had to consider the safety of their family members. The people of the Black Ornaments Society were everywhere. Not only were they a bunch of fugitives, many of them were reputable people in the society!
The tattooed man suddenly noticed a shadow moving behind him as he was running.
The shadow actually left the ground and rose to its feet like a Mummy. It was holding a dagger and pointing it at the back of the tattooed man's neck!
"Damn it, damn it!"
The tattooed man finally realized that the guy wasn't planning to let him go. He recalled what Mofan had said.
Try your best to find someone who can save your life. They will come and take your life in one day!
"I don't care who you are, you are asking for it!" the tattooed man snarled.
…
The tattooed man did not leave Crete. He would not be able to leave Greece without a plane in a day, but it did not matter. The Black Ornaments had infiltrated many places in Greece. They had people in Crete who could help him out.
The tattooed man ran to the top of a tall building with a steeple. There seemed to be an important meeting going on inside. People in expensive suits were coming out one after another.
Not long after, the meeting room was empty. A gender-neutral woman with a flowery bow tie was sitting inside. The woman's hair was alternating between green and orange, and it was curled very delicately. Two shining black diamond earrings decorated her earlobes even more seductive.
She was wearing a clean suit. Even without her long hair and curvy body, the woman with the bow tie was still charming.
"Didn't I tell you not to meet me like this!?" the woman scolded him.
The tattooed man was still in a daze. He stammered nervously, "Sister Black Diamond, we're in trouble. The guy is very strong. He suddenly showed up after we finished our job."
"Which organization is he from?" the woman called Black Diamond asked.
"I'm not sure, but he let me go. He told me to ask for help … I'm being followed by a strange shadow. I'm going to die at any second. Black Diamond, please save me!" the tattooed man begged.
"You came here without even knowing who the guy is. You idiot, didn't you know he purposely let you go to lure me here?" the woman yelled angrily.
"I know, but I don't have a choice."
"Where is he now? I'll ask someone to look into it. It's better to detain the people around him first," the woman said angrily.
"He's here …"
"I'm here," Mofan's voice echoed eerily in the magnificent meeting room.
The woman's cultivation was obviously stronger. She turned to the window. There was only a blurry shadow on the window, but as the mirror twisted, the blurry shadow walked out of it and stood in the meeting room.
"Damn it!" the woman was even more furious. Her beautiful face twisted.
The tattooed man had brought her such a huge trouble!
Fortunately, there were a few experts by her side. They were the bodyguards in black suits standing next to her. They weren't ordinary combat bodyguards. They were all the elites of the guild, and they were all magicians. They were here to prevent any unexpected situations from happening.
"I don't care who you are, I have nothing to do with this guy!" the woman said.
"It doesn't matter, I'll give you a day. You can try your best to ask for help from your superiors," Mofan said coldly.
As soon as he finished the sentence, the elites around the woman suddenly cried out in agony and fell to the ground eerily.
The woman and the tattooed man immediately turned around. They almost fell to the ground in fright.
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