Chapter 263

On the streets of Bournemouth, Mans, dressed in a grey robe and a hat, was flying. After the vampires were completely eliminated, Bournemouth had restored order. Every other distance, there will be a large number of police officers on the street, they wear black uniforms, knock door to door, some also take out a pen and paper, brush the record of what.

Looks like we're searching for the remains of the vampire incident.

Dark clouds hover in the sky, some pieces of paper are flying in the air, and the air pressure is extremely low, which is a precursor to the rainstorm. The police officers and pedestrians on the street noticed the abnormal weather. They yelled and returned to their homes or vehicles.

At this time, a dark shadow floated over mans's head. He looked up and saw the fuzzy figure rolling in the dark cloud. His head twitched a few times. Every time he trembled, a lot of information poured into his mind.

Then he lowered his head, narrowed his eyes and went on.

The future was very clear in his eyes. He knew that Hoffa Bach would come to find himself. He knew that the young wizard had got the key to kill himself and that he would break the key. He also knew that if he defeated Hoffa Bach, sister Chloe would be in her own pocket.

As long as you can control the nun and get her blood regularly, it's easy to see through the future.

But the more things he can see, the clearer he gets, and the more information he gets. The deep anxiety became more and more heavy, and the shadow of death hung on the top like Damocles' sword.

If anyone can let himself die without being aware of it, it must be grindevo, but he will never allow such a thing to happen.

When we got to the lane about 300 meters away from the port, the air pressure was getting lower and lower. Thunder began to flash through the dark clouds in the sky. A piece of banana skin in the garbage can was blown up by the strong wind and hung on mans's forehead.

He didn't move.

Boom!

A flash of lightning lit up the alley.

A figure appeared on the other side of the alley out of thin air. Before the rainstorm, everything looked gray, whether trees or buildings, the only thing that could see the color was the young golden pupils.

"Where are you going?" Asked the grey haired and golden eyed boy.

"I'm going to go to grindworth and kill him."

Mans took off the banana peel on his head and looked at the boy in front of him. There was no accident. Hoffa Bach's arrival was completely within his expectation. He didn't even bother to go to him.

"That's your purpose, too, so I suggest you get out of the way."

"I will not."

The boy shook his head. "If the price of killing the Dark Lord is to get another Dark Lord, I'd rather keep the status quo. With all due respect, you are more terrible than grindevo to some extent."

"It's nosy." Mans took off his hood and moved his neck. "Well, that's what you are. I don't want to convince you. If you want to fight, come on."

"You're the only one. What about your splittists?"

The young man on the other side of the lane did not move.

"Ha"

mans gave an impatient smile, "do you really think you are worth it? Then I'll do it at the same time. Forget it, I'll be alone now. You can save me from bullying you. Come on."

The boy on the other side of the lane didn't move, and didn't mean to move. After they looked at each other for a while, the gray haired boy suddenly said, "I don't want to kill you, I really just want to take Chloe away."

"Like you can really kill me." Mans was so sarcastic that he pointed to the distance and said, "didn't you put her on the top of the building 300 meters away? If you want to take her, take her. "

"Will you really allow me to do that? Will you never look for her again?"

Mans curled his mouth and shook his head. "Of course not."

"I don't want to kill you." The gray haired boy repeated: "in fact, the killing along the way makes me tired and disgusted. If I can, I don't want to see death again, even if it's your death."

The disdain on mans's face slowly disappeared. At this moment, he suddenly saw a kind of sincerity on the boy's face, which was an expression he had never seen on anyone's face.

"What should I do, please?" Mans asked slowly, "in the eyes of wizard Bach, what kind of person should I be

"That's your choice. It's none of my business. There are so many people in this world, there will always be some strange souls. There's no rule on the earth that it doesn't support murderers or shameless bastards. If you want to benefit, you can pursue it. If you want to be the top of the pyramid, you can do it. But, Mans, Chloe is really important to me. I can't give her to you. "

With that, the boy took a step forward and reached out his hand. "That's enough, Mans. That's enough. Even a rabbit will bite if it's too urgent."

Mans stepped back. He looked at the boy's outstretched hand, but couldn't help thinking of grindevo."It's really strange. I have to say that I like you better than that nun."

He opened his robe, revealing his stiff military uniform and silver eyes under his hat: "but, as a man, if anything is beyond my control, I have to find a way to make him obedient."

So far, there is no need to say more. The air pressure in the sky was low to the limit, and a drop of rain fell on his head, like an attack horn. In an instant, thousands of raindrops fell down at the same time, making a crackling sound.

The boy at the entrance of the alley is gone.

Mans clenched his fist with one hand.

Time slowed down rapidly, and countless results flowed through his mind. He could see that the young man was less than half a meter away from himself, leaning back, clenching his fist in one hand and moving forward in the other, just like a still ancient Greek sculpture.

In the slow flow of time, he shook his head, took a Mauser pistol out of his pocket and came to the young man. Hold it against his head and pull the trigger.

Boom!!

Fire spewed.

With the sound of gunfire, the sky thundered.

Time flow rate returned to normal.

At the moment of his fist, Hoffa was hit on the forehead by a bullet and flew backwards. The muscle of the leg collides with the water on the ground, smashing out a big spray, and it doesn't move.

Mans put down his pistol, watched the guy fall into the water, and shook his head: "get up, don't try to play dead and plot against me. It's no use."

With these words, the boy slowly got up again from the rain. His forehead was sunken with a light blue metallic luster on it.

"Can you keep up with me?" He asked, puzzled.

"It's just that time is slowing down." Mans light said: "a hundred times static stagnation."

Tick.

The young man in front of him slowed down his climbing action, and the falling raindrops also became slow action. After more than ten seconds, he still stood in the same place with his waist bent.

Mans changed the pistol for a cartridge and walked slowly to Hoffa for a turn. Finally, his golden eyes caught his attention. He took out the pistol again and aimed it at his pupil.

"Goodbye." He said, pulling the trigger.

At the moment when the trigger was pulled, the golden pupils turned and locked the man with the gun. Then, an electric light was cut from the dark cloud, and it fell on mans with the speed visible to the naked eye, which electrified him to the ground. With the high energy of the pistol, it exploded on the spot.

Time returned to normal, the rain crackled down.

At the moment of returning to normal, countless raindrops turned into silver needles in the process of falling. They stabbed mans on the ground and tied him into a bleeding hedgehog.

Tick.

The steel needle turned back into rain and floated up again.

The bloody hedgehog got up from the ground again, and the blasted Mauser also regrouped and became brand new and normal.

Time went back to the second before the lightning fell. Mans stood in the same place and pointed his gun at Hoffa's pupil. But this time, when the lightning fell, he jumped back in time to avoid the thunder.

Just as he dodged, hundreds of thunder fell like tentacles in the cloudy sky at the same time, countless lightning flashed, and everything in the world was as pale as snow.

In the face of such a powerful lightning strike, Mans is not afraid to smile: "don't you know it's meaningless?"

Boom, boom!!

Thunder tears the darkness.

At the moment when the time returned to normal, the rainstorm completely soaked his whole body. The gray rain and fog mixed with thunder made him almost unable to see.

Mans raised his head and saw a flash of gray light. His sharp golden eyes swept an arc in the air. The gray haired boy came to him, pulled out a twig from his waist and stabbed him in the belly.

Aware of the crisis, and the guy's indomitable eyes, he grinned: "ten thousand times static!"

The velocity of time is so slow that it is almost stationary.

All the sounds disappear. At this speed, even the thunder in the sky is no longer roaring. They can only be seen circling down from the sky a little bit, just like countless silver branches, with sharp forks, hanging upside down a little bit, winding slowly and growing down from the sky.

That gorgeous and brilliant incredible beauty, in the ground full of water reflected a very dazzling white light.

On that day, countless residents of Bournemouth could not sleep at night under the thunder. Lying on the edge of the window, they saw the most beautiful scene at the end of summer. For Muggles who don't know what magic is, this moment of thunder is enough for them to remember for life.

But for mans, he can enjoy the scene to see tired, only he Shi ran went to the motionless boy called thunder side, pulled out the twig in his hand.

Click!

A simple discount.

The delicate mistletoe is folded directly in half.Then he raised his hand and threw it into the thunder. The high temperature instantly turned the twig into ashes and completely disappeared.

Tick.

Time is back to normal.

Hoffa kept his piercing posture and dashed into the thunder. He didn't stab anyone, but was hit by the thunder he made. After climbing up, he stumbled back several steps.

Dense thunder fell on the open space beside Mans, and the silver current exploded separated all the water droplets in the air, and also injured him. He said with a sneer, "black mistletoe, thank you for finding this thing. Who told you the secret?"

He tilted his head and thought for a second, "Oh yes, it must be Aldo, right. Aldo is the most shameless of all my people

"He is a hundred times better than you." Hoffa's body was full of wounds cut by thunder, but the expression on his face didn't loosen at all.

"The dead are better than the living. I've never heard of them."

Mans strode forward, he did not use any ability, but went to Hoffa, looked down at his opponent's eyes: "mistletoe is gone, all the information is in my eyes, everything you can do is in my observation. Tell me, how can we defeat an omniscient enemy? "

"If you want to beat me, turn the time to day." Hoffa said, "otherwise, in this night, even if I can't kill you, you won't kill me."

In a word, the blue veins on mans's forehead burst. He clenched his fist and breathed very fast. This reminder was like a blow to the head, which made him see the shadow of death hovering over his head.

"Why not? Do you mean you can't see the day anymore? "

"Cut the crap!"

Mans was angry. He slowed down the time directly. He slapped Hoffa in the face with his backhand and roared: "your failure is doomed. I have seen through your future. You will be ignored, unknown, appreciated and recognized by no one!"

"It's none of your business."

Tick, time is still.

Mans hit the gray haired boy in the face.

Tick, time flows.

Hoffa stepped back and hit the wall, raising his arm.

Tick, time is still.

Mans hit him in the face again.

"The tragic heroism has long been out of date, now people will only be more and more like me!"

Boom!

Another blow.

Nosebleed ran down the cracked lip.

Boom!

Another punch.

Boom!

Another punch.

....

mans tirelessly stops time and starts time. At the same time, he punches his fist one after another. He doesn't realize it and doesn't want to stop. In this stormy and thunderous night, everything is staged like a written script.

However, the more he beat this guy, the more irritable he was.

The harder Hoffa Bach was beaten, the less he could see his destiny. When greendevo will come to kill himself is completely unknown. He does not know, and his confusion and anxiety become more and more serious.

And this anxiety can only be released through violence.

So one punch after another, one punch after another...

from the perspective of ordinary people, it's only a few minutes, but in mans's opinion, he has beaten the teenager in front of him for several days. Until he was thoroughly beaten into a pig's head, his original pretty face was beaten into a shape that his mother could not recognize, and the bones on the back of his hand were opened and cracked.

Finally, the rainstorm subsided gradually, and the lightning in the air went out. The surging magic is calmed.

Man's last knee thump hit the boy in the belly. Hoffa, who was beaten for nearly 100 hours in a slow time, fell motionless in the water, his chest undulating slightly.

He tore off his ragged coat and tie with his right hand, tired and cruel, and said, "you lost."