Chapter 1375

"There are no eternal friends or enemies in the world, only eternal interests."

This famous saying came from Winston Churchill, Muggle prime minister who led Britain to win the Second World War.

Obviously, as two British prime ministers, Churchill also had contact with the magic world at that time. For this reason, if he put this sentence on the Wizards in the magical world, it is also applicable.

In today's era, the person who interprets his famous saying most "thoroughly" is probably the despicable Haier Bo.

Yes, what Haier Bo wants is interests, and those "only belong to themselves" interests!

He can win over others for his own use through various means of coercion, inducement and confusion, and he can also abandon his men and sacrifice them without hesitation when necessary.

In his eyes, there is no so-called "friend" or "enemy", because in his heart, he has always been only himself.

Oh, no, maybe there were some people in his heart a long time ago? Unfortunately, those people no longer exist - they have long been consumed by the rules of time.

"Haier Bo's magic reaction appeared... Near Big Ben, not far from us."

Over the dining table, the girl lowered her head slightly and stared at the star ornament on the map. It can be seen that it is moving little by little, sometimes red and sometimes silver.

"Haier Bo has come to the neighborhood?" the rock and roll youth heard the speech and immediately smashed his mouth full of wine. "The last time his magic reaction appeared, it was in the strange black humanoid organism, and he forcibly kicked McLean out of London... This time, it should still be in the body?"

"It should be so," the girl nodded and said faintly, "the big black man is also in the same position. When the magic feedback appeared, the stars were really with the big black man."

"Tut," said the young rock man, shaking the bottle in his hand, "I'm not going this time! Last time, in order to sneak out to have a look, he was almost found by that McClane!"

"Didn't you find it?" the young gentleman at the tea table smiled. "You're still the best at hiding. Who won't you go?"

"Just don't go!" said the rock youth angrily. "That guy Haier Bo is not a good thing. Now he obviously has got what he wants... Well, even if it may be a little boring, it's also a matter of time! If I was caught by him now, God knows what will happen?"

Before he said this, they listened to the cold voice on the other side of the table:

"You may die."

Listening to this non general realistic words, the rock youth finally lost his temper and could only roll his eyes.

"Did you hear that?" he said, staring back at the middle-aged gentleman. "Based on the guy's self-level, I guess he didn't even treat us as people!"

"OK, OK, don't go if you don't!" the middle-aged gentleman sipped his coffee and sighed, "Fei, remember not to take the initiative to trigger those necklaces... At present, Haier doesn't need us to do it. Let's wait and see the situation!"

"I know."

When the girl said that, she lowered her head again and continued to play with her little doll.

But just a few seconds later, the rock youth sitting on the bar stool suddenly shouted:

"Fei! Look, did the red light flash again just now?"

Before he finished, the girl looked up again. This time, her always plain face was finally dignified.

"He's coming to us... With the big black man."

……

Marca didn't expect that there were really smart people under Haier Bo's men. Unfortunately, under the strong oppression of Haier Bo, they can't resist at all. They can only use some ways to win more time for themselves to judge the form.

But... Of course, the so-called "smart people" may not be good people.

For the three wizards who work together, what they want is to see who can kill Maka and halbo.

Although in terms of consequences, they may prefer Maka to win the struggle, if Maka finally loses, I believe they will only support Haier Bo without hesitation.

After all, following that guy certainly has great risks - maybe when people rise, even their nominal "men" will be killed together.

But it's better than standing on the opposite side of the winner, isn't it?

Of course, in any case, that's after Maka and halbo really decide the outcome. Judging from the current situation, he doesn't have to worry about more enemies

Unless, Haier Bo goes to speak in person and let the remaining men start to attack!

"Well, you can."

At this moment, Maka is still staring at the crucible in the tent. When he found that the liquid medicine inside had almost condensed into paste, he nodded, and then waved his hand to extinguish all the flames under the crucible and turn it into a piece of cold ice.

"Hiss -"

With a burst of steam rising, the crucible cooled rapidly, and the ointment in it changed into a state similar to ice cream.

After finishing this last step, he picked up a special Thermos Pot from the side and filled all the ointment with a wooden spoon.

"After the curse is eliminated, he should be able to complete the task of regenerating muscles and replenishing blood by himself... Anyway, it's the dean of St. mungo. That little thing must be no problem."

Maka murmured to herself, put away the medicine can first, and planned to go to the bed to sleep while the night was still deep.

As he passed Harry and Ron, he found them huddled together and slept soundly. He couldn't help laughing.

"Good night!"

With a silent greeting, Maka turned and walked inside. Then she didn't even take off her clothes. She lay down on the soft quilt and was ready to make do with it.

However, at this time, an abnormal magic wave suddenly came out of his waist pocket, making him sit up again immediately.

"... is that necklace?"

Maka quickly took out the box containing the curse necklace, and then opened the box cover, but found that the surface of the necklace was covered with a layer of gray color visible to the naked eye.

What's more strange is that he felt a link of spiritual power directly from the necklace and extended out of the tent.

"What does that mean?"