After wiping off the fingerprints left on the ax and throwing the ax next to the giant man, Mag returned to the house.
"He...they..." Effie choked on the smoke bomb and looked at Mag who came in with red eyes.
"There was too much smoke. They killed each other without seeing clearly. It was so cruel that I didn't dare to look any further." Mag waved his hand to drive away the smoke, untied Effie's nameless tortoise shell bindings, and only tied her hands and feet again.
There were already sounds of breaking doors and noisy footsteps outside.
"Someone is here to wash the floor. I have to leave first. Just do what we said before." Mag and Effie said, and then climbed out of the window on the side and left.
"it's here!"
"be careful!"
"People inside, listen! You have been surrounded..."
After some self-intimidation, the people from the yamen finally succeeded in breaking into the room after the smoke cleared fifteen minutes later and successfully rescued the innocent citizen Miss Effie.
…
"Oops! I fell into a trap!"
Above the attic, Boris' expression changed as he looked at the unusual movement in the courtyard in the distance.
"It's pretty bad." A cold voice sounded from behind him.
Boris turned around and saw a beautiful woman and a beautiful little girl appearing in the attic at some point.
"You...who are you?!" Boris asked in shock, but his hand quietly held the short blade at his waist.
"Since you asked the question sincerely, we will tell you with great mercy! In order to prevent the world from being destroyed, to protect the peace of the world, and to implement love and truth from evil, the lovely and charming Amy is me."
Amy held the small folding chair and said seriously.
"ha?"
Boris glared.
boom!
Face on the folding chair, critical hit*10000.
"Happy?" Amy looked at Boris lying on the ground and shook her head, "Father said, be civilized."
Boris lay on the ground with his eyes wide open, feeling like he had been hurt ten thousand times.
"Well, if you don't speak, you are admitting it." Amy nodded.
"I'm Boris, let me go, I can give you a lot of money..." Boris stood up staggeringly with his hands on the ground. Although he looked panicked, he still looked at Irina and said.
"Do you have a lot of money?" Irina looked at him and asked.
"Yes! I have a lot of money, a lot of money!" Boris nodded repeatedly as if grabbing a life-saving straw.
"Okay, we'll get it ourselves later." Irina nodded calmly.
"Huh?" Boris glared.
boom!
He was knocked to the ground again.
"I didn't curse..." Boris was angry and aggrieved.
"Are you teaching me how to do things?" Amy tilted her head and looked at him.
"I... didn't..." Boris wanted to cry.
"Who on earth are you?! Why are you doing this?" Boris said angrily.
The feeling of being trapped between a woman and a child was extremely humiliating.
"Boss Boris is such a noble person and forgets things. Didn't we just meet at the wine tasting conference two days ago, and you just forgot about us?" The sound of footsteps and Mag's voice came from downstairs.
"It's you!"
Boris looked at Mag who appeared at the top of the stairs, his eyes suddenly widened with a bit of disbelief.
"Yes, are you surprised?"
Mag looked at the bloody stains on Boris's face, smiled and touched Amy's head.
Boris was shocked. He never expected that the person who ruined his plan would be Mag.
How much has this ordinary young man who seems to only know how to make wine done behind the scenes?
"Mr. Hades, please let me go. Just mention the conditions. I will fulfill all your wishes, as long as you can let me leave here safely." Boris said sincerely, looking at Mag.
"I want to kill Cthulhu, the Great Old One."
"ha?"
"I want to destroy the undead army without any harm."
"ha??"
"I want to kill Andre Edward and his son."
"ha???"
"Look, you can't fulfill any of my wishes. Isn't that nonsense?" Mag curled her lips and gave him a big mouth.
"Fuck..." Boris cried on the spot.
"Why?! Why do you want to intervene? If the Titan Tavern collapses, your tavern business will only get better, which is a good thing for you!" Boris looked at Mag in despair.
"Sorry, not everyone's character is as despicable as yours." Mag shook his head, then slowly leaned down and looked at him with a sneer, "And, you know, I bought half of Romo Street, understand. Really? Half a piece. I make money by speculating in real estate, so I’m going to rush to the street."
Boris looked at Mag, a little dazed, as if he still hadn't gotten over the shadow of his failure.
"One last question for you, is the murder of Effie's parents that year related to you?" Mag looked at him and asked.
Boris was stunned, then suddenly laughed, looking at Mag with a ferocious expression, he said: "Do you want to know? Let me go and I'll tell you, otherwise you will never know in your life, hahaha... hiccup"
Boris's laughter stopped suddenly, he covered his throat, and looked with some horror, "You...what did you feed me?"
"I took it from your subordinate. I removed the wax on the outside, so the effect of the medicine should be better." Mag smiled.
Boris's face turned dark quickly, and he put his hands on his throat, trying to make a last futile struggle.
"Also, your expression just now told me that Effie's parents just happened to meet a bad person back then, and you have nothing to do with it." Mag said calmly.
Boris stared at Mag with wide eyes, and finally stared at his legs twice, completely losing his breath.
"Can you remove the blood stains on his face so that he looks more natural?" Mag blocked Amy's eyes with one hand and looked at Irina and said.
Irina waved her hand, and the marks left by the folding chair on Boris's face disappeared.
"Let's go, we should go collect some rewards." Mag stamped his foot, and the building that had been abandoned for many years collapsed.
Boris's body happened to roll into the street.
Mag and his family disappeared with a burst of golden light.
…
The rescued Miss Effie's cries were heart-breaking. It was really heart-breaking for such a weak woman to suffer such a misfortune.
The people at the yamen couldn't even bear to let her see the tragic scene outside. After taking her out of the courtyard, they conducted a brief inquiry and sent her directly home.
"Boss! The building in the next street suddenly collapsed, and it seems that someone was buried!" A government servant ran into the yard quickly.
"Is there such a coincidence? Let's go and have a look." A group of people arrived quickly.
"Isn't this Boris, the owner of Reese's Tavern? Why is he here?" Someone soon recognized Boris's identity.
"Died after taking poison. The body is still warm. He died not long ago." The leading officer let go of Boris's hand, stood up and looked up at the half-collapsed three-story earth building, and then looked in the direction of the previous courtyard, his eyes Yiliang said: "I understand!"
