The pain was like a small iron being driven into the flesh.
Kennedy gritted his teeth, and cold sweat had soaked his body.
Since having the protection of "Black Mirror" and "Utopia", Charles Kennedy has not suffered such a serious injury for a long time.
The annoyance in his heart was magnified countless times by the pain.
"As long as you let me know who is behind it..." He finally rushed out of the back door of the manor and found that George and Lydia's car had left. He felt a little relieved, "I will make him pay a heavy price!"
Kennedy had a conjecture in his mind about the identity of the person who planned and implemented all this...
But he couldn't believe it: "It's impossible for him to grow up so fast..."
He had just absorbed the essence of spiritual power refined with his soul, and now his spiritual power had recovered to less than half.
As long as he can survive for a while, Kennedy can use the transfer magic after escaping from the manor.
Enduring the severe pain in his shoulder, Charles, wearing a black tuxedo, disappeared into the forest full of banyan trees and fallen leaves.
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After fifteen minutes of driving, the black car driven by George stopped on a deserted street.
This is a relatively depressed northern area of New York City. Due to public security reasons, there are not many residents. There are many vacant three-story wooden houses.
Lydia carried Benjamin out of the car and quickly walked into the house, while George, as an eyeliner, hid in the shadow of the bushes outside the house.
The gray dove that saw everything in the sky flew by suddenly.
Two minutes later, Doug obeyed Ivan's request and parked the car in a position where he would not be seen directly from the house.
Sean's team got out of the car and reunited, and Ivan informed Sean of the location and situation.
Sean, who had been searching for him for so long, felt his heart beat fast after hearing what Ivan said.
He knew that Aaliyah was in that old house.
He couldn't wait to launch a strong attack now and snatch his sister back...
However, he knew it wasn't that simple.
"We still have to act according to the plan." Sean closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "Don't be influenced by emotions - when facing an enemy that exceeds specifications too much, it's better to be safe."
With this in mind, Sean arranged the team one street away from the target house, where they could easily observe and launch an attack at any time.
Then, he began to wait - in the process of coming, he kept sending the coordinates to another "chess piece" through his Explorer playing card.
This piece will reveal the second act of Sean's plan...
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Lydia threw Benjamin Button on the sofa, stirring up a burst of dust, and Master Button's white suit suddenly turned gray.
"My family's conditions are not very good. I have wronged you, young master." The orange-haired girl said harshly, but at this time, Benjamin was not awake at all.
A crack suddenly appeared in the air in the room, as if the curtain had been lifted open, revealing the dark night beneath.
The night turned and turned into a cloak on Kennedy's back.
Judas Huangan's face was pale at the moment, and the scarlet on the left sleeve of his black tuxedo reflected the light of the lantern.
"Are you injured?" Lydia smelled a strong fishy smell and squinted her eyes, "Who can hurt you?"
"Even the Son of God will bleed and get injured..." Kennedy had not had the chance to heal his wounds just now. At this moment, he opened a small metal box that looked like a cigarette case. "I am just an ignorant mortal. It is reasonable for me to be injured."
Several spider-like things with slender legs crawled out of the cigarette case, and followed his bloodstains and crawled into the bullet holes...
The thin-legged spiders tried to push out the deformed warhead from his flesh. The warhead originally had the inscription of the Barton family.
As the bullet was pushed out of his flesh, Kennedy let out a groan of pain or enjoyment, letting the spiders weave on his wound to stop the bleeding: "Jace Barton's bullet has a tracking function, they will find it here." , we must transfer again...
"But..." He wiped the cold sweat with a handkerchief, and for the first time in Lidya's eyes, his eyes showed fatigue, "There is still time, I have to recover first..."
"What should I do about George?" The magic of transfer cannot take everyone away, and it is impossible to escape the gradually tightening net of pursuit by driving a car.
Charles Kennedy didn't answer.
In his heart, just bringing the son of Dream back is enough.
Beyond that the sacrifices are worth it.
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After Kennedy's wound had stopped bleeding and he took the spiritual essence again, he sat on the sofa and fell asleep for a while.
He suddenly opened his eyes alertly, and said in a cold voice to Lidya, who had her eyes closed and was concentrating beside him: "Someone is coming."
The orange-haired girl's spiritual power was still recovering, and she frowned: "So fast?"
Kennedy closed his eyes and sensed for a while: "There are many people coming, but most of them are very weak... It should be the Shepherd Team."
He narrowed his eyes and said, "You were followed when you came back."
Kennedy took a deep breath, stood up again, and ordered: "Take this hostage to the attic and keep an eye on the two hostages. Leave these people to me."
Lydia nodded worriedly, carried Benjamin in her ectoplasm hand, and walked upstairs.
Kennedy walked to the window and looked in the direction of the sensor...
He saw a group of shepherd dogs wearing white combat uniforms and holding semi-automatic weapons coated with silver and blessed with holy water. They were slowly moving along the side of the wall. They didn't want to alert him and their silent actions looked very stupid.
Among the white-clad team were two diocesan bishops in red.
"Twelve shepherd dogs, the coming bishop is the Singer of Holy Flame and the Thunder of Gospel." The eyeliner in the attic reminded through the ring of Judas emblem they both carried.
Two King levels. Kennedy was glad that the person who came was not a saint: "It seems that the Holy Palace still doesn't know what we are doing...
"However, the Barton family is indeed favored by the gods. The shepherd team and the parish bishop are like their domestic servants. They came at full speed after receiving the tip..."
Charles Kennedy's bleeding had stopped, and his spiritual power was still only half recovered, but he didn't complain - he knew that taking Benjamin away would definitely require several fierce battles.
A roar like a chant came from downstairs, and a bolt of white thunder blasted open the front door of the house.
"To ensure the safety of the Son of Dreams, wait until I clear enemy lines before starting to evacuate." Kennedy ordered through his coat of arms, the night behind him remaining as before.
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Two red-coated bishops burst into the house with a team of heavily armed sheepdogs.
The thunderous shouts and gunshots were mixed together, making it difficult to distinguish them for a while.
Sean, who was hiding across the street, discovered that the bloated driver, George, seemed to be worried about being discovered by the sheepdog team. He climbed over the fence and tried to hide behind the house next door...
The nervous and frightened look was completely different from the carefreeness he felt in the taxi at that time.
Sean stared at George's face and suddenly realized that the door to revenge had been opened in front of him.
He pointed at George, issued the encirclement and annihilation order, and then walked towards the other side of the street with Ivan.
At this time, George, who was pale and his hands were trembling, thought he had found a good hiding place.
When he raised his head and looked around, his hands and feet were suddenly cold with fear - he suddenly found two masked people walking towards him.
