Chapter 915

"Click -"

Maka lifted her right foot and pushed aside the body of a mouse under her foot.

Since entering the block in the corner of London, this is the third skinny mouse that Marca trampled to death.

From the size of the three mice, we can know that their life here is also very hard.

I remember it used to be said that if you want to know whether the people in a certain area are rich or not, you can know if the mice there are fat or not.

Feeling the greasiness brought to him by the wet mouse just now, Maka shook her head.

Of course, he has no idea of eliminating the four evils. The reason why we have to step on mice while walking is entirely because there are some suspicious magic waves on all three mice.

But to tell the truth, he didn't dislike these means, because as soon as he came to this street, he released many "lovely" little spiders at the first time.

After glancing left and right, Maka continued to pace along the old street full of snow but no one cleaned it, and brought any movement around into her ears.

In a word, the environment of this old block may be called the worst in London.

You can see that there are blackened brick apartments on the left and right sides of the street.

It is reasonable to say that since they are all built four stories high, they should at least look neat.

But in fact, their wooden doors and windows are slightly expanded and distorted due to the wind and rain for many years.

Now, coupled with the gray and black wall tiles, as well as the appearance of some walls that have been painted by the head of household, but now they are mottled and fall off, it is far from "neat".

Up to now, who could have thought that these houses were once built with clean red bricks?

It is in this old neighborhood in China, which has been preserved in the early years, that Maka's clues have finally been completely interrupted. Instead, it was the first of the three mice he trampled to death.

"Is this where Haier Bo wants to 'invite' me?"

In fact, he had long known that there was such a small area in the east end of London.

In fact, when he was still in toboint, he knew this broken place in downtown London.

At that time, I heard that it was still a circle bigger than in the past two years, and there seemed to be more poor people here - at least not so empty now.

But because London has been cleaning up slums, the place is shrinking almost every year. It is conceivable that in a few years, it will be completely transformed into a new neighborhood.

However, it may not be clear where the poor people who originally lived here ended up

Suddenly, Maka paused at her feet, suddenly turned around and walked towards a more gloomy alley beside the street.

In the past, as a gray population in the port city of toboint, he only heard about this slum block far away in London. But now, as a wizard with many intelligence channels, he knows that there are some guys at the bottom of the magic world secretly hiding here.

As soon as we entered the alley, the surrounding area immediately became narrow. The brick walls on both sides looked damp and dirty, with black mud stains accumulated in the brick joints, and some unknown mosses darker than the wall bricks clinging silently.

Walking in this alley, although there is white snow under your feet - it seems to be much cleaner at last. But when I actually walk, I can feel something pressing my feet at almost every step, and only a few steps are solid on the ground.

Maka didn't get used to this rotten environment. He walked slowly as before, and his destination was somewhere behind the front corner.

But all of a sudden, he gave a jerk at his forward pace, followed by raising his feet and stamping down to a place full of snow.

"Click!"

"There are quite a lot. This is the fourth one?"

After a quiet murmur on his face, he stepped forward and turned a corner not far ahead.

This is undoubtedly a dirtier and more chaotic alley than the outside, and the aisle between the walls is obviously narrower. It is the kind that you can rub a stain with a wave of your hand.

But it was in the middle of the alley that only a back door was open, and it was an old metal fence door that even Muggles could see.

Looking through the rusty gray fence, there was nothing except a dark corridor full of waste bricks.

But Maka turned a blind eye to what he saw, opened the unlocked fence door and went in. When he was about to hit the pile of bricks that almost blocked the corridor, he went through it.

This is not the wall in the backyard of the Leaky Cauldron bar that connects Diagon Alley, nor is it a shop window like entering the St. Mungo magic injury hospital.

If you have to say, everything here is true, except that the pile of bricks is an insignificant illusion.

Setting like this is nothing more than to avoid Auror's Alchemy detection items as much as possible and prevent Muggles from entering the apartment building by mistake.

Passing through the pile of bricks that were just a shadow, Maka soon saw an upward staircase. Instead of going upstairs, he bypassed the stairs and came to the back of it.

"Click -"

With a soft noise, Maka lifted a floor and revealed a downward staircase.

Looking at the darkness below, he knew that Haier Bo would not head here. However, the guy himself may not be here, but most of the other party's men are indispensable.

As for the small group of "grey residents" who gathered here... Maka can only hope that halbo has not found this poor place yet.

After a pause, he stopped worrying and leaned down along the passage.

……

"Click -"

Don't worry, it's not stepping on mice this time.

Maka found a door at the end of the dark down passage, and the sound just now was that he reached out and twisted the handle.

At the next moment, when he "squeaked" and pushed the wooden door open, the yellow light poured out.

"Oh?"

As soon as he stepped into it, he saw more than ten pairs of eyes facing him, and the expressions on the faces of men and women were the same as their eyes.

"Who are you...?"

One of the strong men closest to the door had sharp eyes. He stared at Maka's face as if he were going to gouge out a piece of meat from Maka's face.

But Maka didn't care much about these people's gaze. He turned around and closed the door first. Then he turned around and faced the people again.

"You won't believe me if I say I'm just passing by," he shrugged. "Well, actually, I'm here to see if you're still alive -"

In fact, he hasn't finished speaking, but this sentence alone seems to have angered the big man in front of him.

At that moment, the other party grabbed his collar, and a little ferocity appeared on them.

"Don't talk nonsense."

"OK," said Maka, patting the strong man's arm casually, "I'm not talking nonsense... You may not know that a powerful black wizard has just come to this block. Seriously, I'm surprised that you can still live until now..."

"You --" "wait!"

The strong man was trying to punch Maka in the stomach so that he could stop talking nonsense, but he didn't expect that a thick voice suddenly sounded in the innermost part of this slightly cramped little room.

"Coru, let Mr. McLean go!"

"Big brother?"

"I said, let him go!"

The voice dropped slightly, Maka's front was loosened, and then he looked sideways into the house.

"Logan," he said with a casual smile, "long time no see."

At this time, at the door of the innermost room, a man taller and stronger than the strong man named "kolu" beside Maka appeared.

"Yes! I thought we would never see each other again soon..." I heard that the man with bare upper body and exposed tendons walked across the room to Maka. He just said hello and then asked, "are they... OK?"

"Except that it's not suitable to run around at present, everything else is fine," Marca nodded. "Eat well, sleep heavily and play well. That sister is always used to her sister... If you can listen to me, maybe you'll lift the roof early!"

"Oh, that sounds a little bad!" the other party laughed. "A girl's family is old enough to go to school, but she can't be as... Well, so naughty as when she was a child."

"Who said not?" Maka spread her hands, but also some helplessness.

In fact, from these conversations, we can see that this strong man named "Logan" is the man who was determined to give the werewolf group a place in the magic world.

Unfortunately, as far as the current situation is concerned, although he is obviously working hard, the prospect is still bleak.

"Speaking of it, what did you say just now?" Logan thought and suddenly asked, "a black wizard has entered the upper block? Who is it?"

"Elder brother, who is this? Do you believe what he said?" Coru finally couldn't hold back. Seeing that Logan asked this, he couldn't help but make a mistake.

But Logan immediately stared at him.

Joking, the original Maka was already terrible. As soon as she raised her hand, there were big spiders crawling all over the room. Now, his little house can be crowded with one!

To be honest, although Logan is talking and laughing with Marca now, he is always vigilant in his heart. After all, he didn't really see Maka's mind from beginning to end.

"Shut up! Go away -"