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"That guy is the executioner in the Black Church. He is extremely powerful and most of them are extremely arrogant. There is basically no assassination or assassination that they can't complete. This group of people is quite scary." Oluna said to Mo Fan.
This is the first time Mo Fan has heard the term "executioner", but thinking about it, few of the deacons in blue he has encountered are so strong. Most of the deacons in blue hide in the dark, playing tricks that are surprising. Unsuspecting conspiracy tactics!
"Executioners will be sent to deal with you. It seems that you are very important to the Black Church." The mage from the Purple Wind Temple said.
"No matter what, don't leave the Temple of Liberty in the near future. The executioners' movements are strange and their disguises are extremely strong. There have been cases of executioners from the Black Vatican committing crimes in national magic associations and successfully escaping. You don't want to die young." If so, just wait until we investigate clearly before making other plans." Oluna said to Mo Fan seriously.
The leaders of the Liberty Temple were extremely angry because of this matter. The Black Church was so bold that they committed evil acts in the busy city. All of a sudden, many temple mages were dispatched and began to search for the executioner all over the city.
However, for some reason, Mo Fan felt that this would not have much effect. The executioner must be confident if he dared to take action in such a place...
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Sure enough, for three days in a row, the temple mages found nothing and could not find the executioner at all.
It was impossible for Mo Fan to stay in the Temple of Liberty in New York for the rest of his life. Thinking that there was a girl who was seriously injured and seriously ill in the hospital because of him, Mo Fan picked up the phone and dialed the number on the business card.
"Hey, is it you, mage?" The girl's sweet voice came quickly.
"How did you know it was me?" Mo Fan was a little surprised.
"I came here alone. You are probably the only person who can call me." The girl said. She spoke softly and did not appear to be weak or seriously ill. She expected to recover well. At the same time, it is also relatively optimistic.
"I'm sorry for causing trouble for you." Mo Fan apologized.
"How can I blame you? It was you who saved me. How about that? Have you caught that person?" the girl said.
"No, he should be very good at disguise." Mo Fan said.
"Really, but I seem to have seen that person before." The girl said.
"Have you seen it??" Mo Fan asked in surprise.
"Every person I meet, no matter how he dresses or what makeup he wears. I will remember it, and I also know his last name." The girl said.
"You know all this??"
"He also came to my place to buy drinks ten minutes before you came to buy things. There were a lot of customers at that time. I asked him his last name so that I could register each drink. He gave me a last name and said it very directly. I feel like he didn't hide it deliberately, maybe he is an evil and powerful mage like him, and he never thought that I would remember him." The girl said to Mo Fan.
Mo Fan felt happy. He didn't expect that the girl he was protecting after being injured would turn out to be such a considerate person.
"Okay, please describe in detail what you remember, and I will ask someone to find out his information." Mo Fan said.
Mo Fan immediately contacted the omnipotent Lingling. Lingling was a hunter and had some knowledge of human faces. She listened to the description of the injured girl and modeled the person's appearance one by one.
"Do you think his last name is real?" Mo Fan asked Lingling.
"According to what the coffee girl said, it is basically his real surname, or it is a disguised surname he often uses, so that he can also be found. Wait a minute, I will connect with the New York Police Department, they should be there There is a more mature database." Lingling said.
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In Earl's Park, a man wearing a hoodie was cleaning fallen leaves everywhere in the rain. He was wearing a rain hat and had some stoops on his body, looking completely weak.
"Haha, all the temple mages in the city are looking for you, but you are cleaning here leisurely. How brave you are!" A young man who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old came out. A pair of bright purple pupils gives people a particularly charming feeling. Coupled with a perfect mixed-race face, he has the beauty of an Oriental without losing the distinct facial features of the West. He is very heroic!
"The most dangerous place is the safest place." The sanitation worker raised his head slightly and faced the purple-eyed boy with his pointed chin.
"You did a great job." The purple-eyed boy grinned.
"It's been a long time since I've been this excited. I remember it's been twelve years since I last dealt with the temple mages... I feel like they've made the same progress as they did ten years ago," the sanitation worker said.
"Don't worry, we have paid tribute to them on your behalf. However, I am a Virgo, and I hope everything is done perfectly." The purple-eyed boy said.
"You mean, there was no such thing as killing him in the street?" the sanitation worker said.
"Yes, this kid is Salang's key caretaker. It would be best to kill him. If he can be captured alive, I think Salang will definitely give you a big gift." The purple-eyed boy said.
"I like killing people. Don't worry, he won't live long when the limelight is over." said the sanitation worker.
"Then I leave this place to you, executioner. We will leave tonight."
"Please express my gratitude to Salan twelve years ago on my behalf," the sanitation worker said.
"Will do!"
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In the Black Gold Conference Hall of the Freedom Temple, ten Black Gold Temple mages sat on the conference table. They stared at the projector and stared at the magnified face of the person.
"That's nonsense!" The leader of the Black Gold Temple mage stood up abruptly, with a hint of anger on his face.
"This is the result of my investigation. It's up to you to believe it or not," Mo Fan said.
Oluna was sitting in the center, and she was a little unbelievable at this result.
The person Mo Fan investigated was very surprising, because that person was a temple mage who had been dismissed from his position about ten years ago!
The man's name was Pei Li. He joined the Freedom Temple about twenty years ago and became an ice mage in the Freedom Temple. Later, he was kicked out of the Freedom Temple due to a mistake and has not been heard from since.
No matter this person's appearance or surname. All of them are completely consistent with Lingling's investigation. The most important thing is that this person has controlled the ice field a long time ago, and the effect of his field is to rain hailstorms within a radius of 500 meters!
If not for this feature. Mo Fan did not dare to reveal this person easily. After all, the executioner of the Black Vatican was once the mage of the Freedom Temple. This is the greatest shame to the Freedom Temple. Their sacred teachings and their oath to never betray. All will become empty words.
"Captain, I actually wanted to tell you about this a few days ago, but because I couldn't fully see the guy's face, I didn't dare to make any assertions. The executioner is indeed very similar to Pei Li. , and he seemed to recognize me, and he immediately chose to leave before fighting with me." The mage of Zifeng Temple said in a calm voice.
There are about four old temple mages here, all of whom have served here for more than twelve years. When Pei Li is mentioned, their faces look a bit ugly. It seems that I never want to mention this person in my life.
"Hmph, if it's him, we can't let him go. He actually turned against the Black Church. This guy is truly a disgrace to our Freedom Temple!!" Captain Rude said angrily.
"The problem is that it may be difficult for us to find him. Pei Li was good at performing tasks in plain clothes in the past. He can interfere with people's vision through his psychic magic, and he knows how to control other people's hearts. He can disguise himself in No one could match it at that time," said the Master of Zifeng Temple.
"It's just a little bit of businessmanship. You two don't sit here and get rusty, and go out together. As long as he is still in New York City, you must not try to escape. We will send this kind of person to the torch frame, and use The sacred fire of the Statue of Liberty will burn away his dirty body and soul!" Captain Rude said.
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At the New York Airport, a smart little girl with two long ponytails was dragging a bag alone to salute, and was slowly walking up the stairs.
The escalator was temporarily damaged, so her salute was a bit heavy and she found it difficult to move it.
not far away. A young man walking towards the entrance took a look here, said something to the man in red next to him, and then walked towards the little girl with a polite smile.
"Do you need help?" the young man asked politely.
Lingling raised her head and glanced at the mixed-race boy, feeling a little strange about his purple eyes.
Before Lingling could answer, the boy had already lifted Lingling's heavy suitcase with one hand...
"It's quite heavy. What do you have inside?" The purple-eyed boy smiled warmly and asked casually and lazily.
"Some electronic equipment, if it doesn't work, put it down. I'll call you, sir." Lingling said.
"I am your Lord." The purple-eyed boy used both hands together and slowly moved Lingling's salute upwards. Most people at this age have not yet awakened. Even if they have the physique of a mage, their strength and energy cannot reach much. The young man tried his best and finally moved this big box of things up the stairs.
When they reached the top, the rollers were ready for use. Lingling took out the handle, pushed it along the smooth ground, bowed and continued moving forward.
"Hey, don't you even say thank you?" The purple-eyed boy shouted towards Lingling.
"Thank you." Lingling turned around and said.
"Do you have a cell phone?"
"have."
"how much?"
"I didn't plan to tell you." Lingling didn't look back and continued walking to the taxi stop.
The purple-eyed boy looked at her back and rubbed his nose with his hands in embarrassment.
The man in red walked over and grinned: "It's a shock, isn't it?"
"Kind of."
"I tied it for you."
"Am I the kind of person who would use this method to deal with a little girl?" the purple-eyed boy said.
The man in red thought for a while and nodded firmly: "Yes!"
The young man rolled his eyes, turned and walked forward.
"Is it okay to leave the executioner alone in New York?"
"He can handle it."
515 is coming soon, and I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list. On May 15th, the red envelope rain will be given back to readers and promotional works. One piece is also love, I will definitely update it! (To be continued.)
