Looking at the worthless cave that had been blown up, Martina's cold face showed a hint of annoyance. After hesitating for a while, she turned around and quietly walked towards Loen West.
About half an hour later, Martina's figure appeared near Oya Flour Factory, No. 67, Naboli Street, Loen West. This flour factory was a medium-sized wheat processing factory with 500 employees under the Valencia Chamber of Commerce. It mainly processed the wheat harvested from the surrounding villages of Loen into flour and supplied to Loen and its surrounding areas. It was rumored that this factory was an important part of the Valencia Chamber of Commerce's 10% market share of the flour market in Loen and its surrounding areas!
Looking at the side door of the Oya Flour Factory not far away, Martina's eyes showed a hint of hesitation. After pondering for a while, she finally made up her mind and walked towards the side door.
In the gatehouse of the side door of the factory, the tall and skinny old man who was reading the "Loen Morning Post" saw Martina walking over. His turbid eyes lit up. He then stood up and silently unlocked the door for Martina, allowing her to enter the factory. Martina glanced at the tall and skinny old man. She didn't say anything and only nodded. Then, she walked straight into the factory. The tall and skinny old man also locked the side door again. He sat in the gatehouse and continued to read the newspaper leisurely. Everything seemed very normal. No one would notice that this tall and skinny old man who looked no different from an ordinary factory watchman was actually a genuine Grand Knight …
After making a few rounds at the back of the Oya Noodle Factory, Martina arrived at the factory building. There was a small second floor with the number 'Workshop No. 10' written on it that was very hidden. As soon as she stepped into the small second floor, two men in black who were wearing black robes that didn't reveal any traces surrounded her and stopped her from going upstairs.
Seeing the appearance of the two men in black, Martina's eyes were filled with anger and disdain. She said coldly, "Get out of my way!"
However, the two men in black ignored Martina's scolding. It was as if they didn't hear Martina's scolding and didn't see the angry look on Martina's face. Seeing this, Martina was so angry that she laughed. She raised her hand and two ice blades shot out from her hand, piercing towards the throats of the two men in black in front of her.
"Bzzt …"
The next second after Martina's ice blades shot out, a cloud of black gas appeared in mid-air without any warning and wrapped around the ice blades. Then, the black gas let out a few corroding sounds, and immediately disappeared without a trace. The disappearance of the black gas was as unexpected as its appearance.
Upon seeing this, Martina immediately turned her head to look at a room in the corridor. Along with Martina's gaze, a pale, skinny man in a red suit with a smile on his face pushed open the door and slowly walked out of the room, appearing in Martina's field of vision.
"I was wondering why these two fellows had the guts to stop me from meeting Old Victor. It turns out that you're backing them up, Tussam!" Looking at the red-clothed man, Martina said with a faint smile, "I was wondering why these two fellows had the guts to stop me from meeting Old Victor.
"Miss Martina, you might have misunderstood!" The man in red who was called "Tusam" by Martina seemed to spread out his hands innocently, and then continued, "Old Victor just told me personally that the professor wants to contact him and asked me to help him not to let any random people disturb him!" When he said the words "random people" in front of Martina, Tusam purposely emphasized his voice. It was very clear who he was referring to.
Of course, Martina was not a person who would be wronged. Before Tusam finished speaking, eight ice blades condensed in the air out of thin air and shot towards Tusam's throat, thighs, ankles, heart and other vital parts. These eight ice blades were a full size bigger than the two ice blades that Martina had shot out just now, but their light was more restrained and powerful. Their speed was also three times faster than before.
A look of surprise flashed across Tussam's black pupils when he saw Martina's sudden attack. However, he did not panic in the face of this domineering ice blade. Instead, his eyes focused and countless black gases that were exactly the same as before surged out from his skinny body. These black gases were small in size and did not pose much of a threat. However, now that they had gathered together, an unpleasant fishy smell emerged.
Tusam pushed his hands forward forcefully, and the black gas immediately formed a wave of air that collided with the eight ice blades that were shooting towards him.
When the ice blades collided with the black gas, the black gas immediately wrapped around the ice blades just like before, and the ice blades that were wrapped in the black gas immediately shrank under the corrosion of the black gas. Their flying speed also decreased again and again. However, when Tusam's thin face showed a hint of sarcasm when he saw this, the expressionless Martina gently pointed in front of her.
Following Martina's seemingly careless pointing, the eight ice blades that were wrapped in the black gas immediately glowed brightly. Then, they exploded together in the black gas. In an instant, a large amount of extremely cold fog emerged from the black gas. In the blink of an eye, the torrential black gas that was wrapped around the ice blades were all frozen into ice sculptures. Then, with a crisp sound, they disintegrated and turned into black ice shards all over the floor.
After being tricked by Martina, the smile on Tusam's face disappeared immediately. Martina, who was standing opposite him, was still expressionless and had an indifferent attitude. Just when Tusam's eyes flashed with a hint of fierceness and was about to attack again to get back at her, Old Victor's aged voice sounded in the hall on the first floor.
"We are all members of the Secret Society. Have you forgotten what the Professor said? If you have, this old man doesn't mind teaching the two of you a lesson! "
Old Victor's words made Tusam, who originally wanted to continue attacking, hesitate. After more than ten seconds, Tusam gave up on the idea. He took a deep look at Martina and walked back to his room. Seeing that their boss had gone back, the two men in black didn't dare to act rashly. They made way for Martina and retreated.
Martina walked up the stairs to the second floor and pushed open a brand-new bronze door. Old Victor, who was sitting on the sofa, appeared in front of Martina.
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