Vol 2 Chapter 702: Malicious (2)

The malicious scenes in Chapter 702 of the Wizarding Journey are very quiet.
Quiet is strange, heavy, strange.
Everyone's eyes are pressed at this time. Although these eyes have little power, when these eyes are pressed on people, they are not affordable by ordinary people.
Ms. Frini stood quietly in the middle. She had no other movements, and the expression on her face was calm.
"Fleinie, respected Ms. Fleinie, may I ask, do you support the Locke of our Eye of Bermudas to become the inspector of the eleventh district?" Said the middle-aged man of the Eye of Bermudas, his face There was a nonchalant chuckle.
"I don't support it."
Frini didn't hesitate much, and just shook her head and refused.
It's still very quiet.
But the surrounding scenes became strange and weird at this time, with a feeling of speaking out.
As if storms are coming.
"Freney, respected lady, you don't support, why ... don't you support?" The middle-aged man smiled slightly, he looked calm, but unconsciously, this middle-aged man There was a sensation of coldness in him.
This middle-aged man, like Ms. Frini, is a terrifying existence of the fourth level of true pinnacle.
The middle-aged man speaks slowly and softly, and his voice is not heavy. Among them, the coldness of Sensen is directly revealed.
Naturally, it is bad intentions.
"Our Gintama's hand is the eleventh district inspector. According to the regulations set by the two thrones, we must wait ..." Ms. Frini wanted to say something.
"Ma'am, you're dead as the hand of your Gintama."
Before Ms. Frini had finished speaking, the middle-aged man interrupted her. He smiled slightly and looked very gentle.
"So, ma'am, since then, don't think about your so-called ruling, he is not an ombudsman, it will not be, and since then, he will not be." The smile of the middle-aged man is very arrogant And arrogance.
It was still around, and all the wizards were looking at Ms. Frini in this way.
A little behind, the Yinyao demon named Xialand looked at this scene interestingly. There was a hint of curiosity on his face, and there were some surprises, but more like In a circus, next to Charlene, Angolo dressed in a black robe looked coldly at Franny, with cold eyes in his eyes.
He had a deep and deep hatred for Moline, and now seeing Moline's sorcerer warlock organization under such oppression, he was naturally very happy.
On the high-back chair, Locke watched the scene quietly, his fingers across his lips with a clean black beard, and a smile of unexplained expression on his face.
Hand of Gintama ...
Ha ha, the hand of Gintama.
There was also Moline, a somewhat strange fourth-level true warlock.
Speaking of them, there is a lot of grudge between their Gintama Hand and the Moline Olsen. Not to mention the previous things, it is said that the powerful golden lion they sent in the court of the blood vein was all caused by that Morin killed.
It has to be said that this matter is very, very secretive, and it is only after Locke has further improved his strength that he used witchcraft to get related results.
"Actually, the Golden Lion is really a pity. I originally had some other functions, but he died ..." Locke thought, with some regrets.
But it doesn't matter anymore.
That Moline Olsen was exiled to the endless chaotic astral plane, this life will never return, with such an ending, it is almost the same.
From this point of view, Locke has some regrets in his heart. After all, he didn't kill the Moline personally. The Moline has a good strength. The blood on his body should be very peculiar. Unfortunately, he can't carry out some. I tried other things.
"Dear Locke is in charge, our arrangement is good, but I still have a question." This is the voice of the Yinyao Demon Youth rang next to Locke, saying: "The hand of Silver Soul obviously will not agree, So, are we here to destroy the entire Gintama hand? "
"No, it would be fine if it was an ordinary wizarding organization, but this Gintama Hand was the wizarding organization that the last inspector was in, and we cannot do that."
"Whether it's superficial kung fu, or to reassure other wizarding sorcerer organizations, or to show the two thrones, you know, that Moline? Olsen really liked the two thrones. He is a junior who they very much agree with. . "
"It would be troublesome to do so."
Locke's hand was gently placed on the armrest next to him, and there was a smile on his face, a slight smile, and said: "Relax, I thought, I will handle the Gintama Hand."
Well……
Charlene shrugged slightly, the look in his eyes was unclear, but he wasn't talking.
Things have arrived here, then, continue to look at the next thing.
"Ms. Frini, you don't agree that Locke, our Eye of Beers, will be the Ombudsman. Do you think you want to deal with him ... well, are you worthy to play with my mentor?" The middle-aged man smiled He speaks lightly, as if the spring breeze blows his face, giving a warm feeling, but under his gentle face, he has undisguised ridicule and contempt.
"Fight against Mr. Locke, a powerful fifth-level spirit ring, I naturally cannot."
Frini sighed in her heart. Although she found something wrong when she came, she didn't expect that things had reached this level. Now the entire Gintama Hand is under all the pressure. .
What she can do now is not much, that is, perseverance, just hold on.
Wait until Morin arrives.
Moline is also a spiritual ring. It is estimated that if Moline arrives ... maybe the situation will get better, after all, he is the nominal real inspector.
"Anyway, our Gintama hand will not agree." Ms. Frini thought to her heart, and she was quite calm. She raised her eyes, looked at the middle-aged warlock in the front, and even looked directly behind Locke them.
"Madam, do you think you can represent the entire Gintama hand?" The middle-aged warlock didn't speak, and the smile on his face suddenly became strange.
what?
Suddenly, Ms. Frini felt bad.
"Respected Locke is in charge, our Gintama Hand is willing to support you to become the new Ombudsman of the Eleventh District." At this moment, behind Ms. Frini, an old and hoarse voice suddenly came.
Ms. Frini is very familiar with this voice.
Martha?
It ’s Martha!
Franny Horan turned her head, and she saw that many Gintama Warlocks had stood behind Martha when she didn't know when. At this time, Martha bowed to Locke, paying great respect.
At this moment, the breath of Martha's body changed, and it was already the third level peak.
"Martha, you ..." Franny looked at this incredible sister who had been familiar for many years in disbelief.
"Martha, you are crazy!"
Franny yelled angrily.
"Freney, you're crazy." Martha looked up coldly. She looked at Frye coldly, her eyes were not a little bit warm, and all were calmly cold, saying: "Now you can't see the situation clearly. , You are a lunatic. "
"You are dragging our entire Gintama hand to death."
"Franny, you !!!"
"Damn you !!!"
Listening to Martha's murderous words, in an instant, Ms. Frini was standing on the spot like a lightning strike.
…………
Morin walked ahead.
dark.
total darkness.
After entering the palace, what Mo Lin saw was nothingness and empty darkness.
All around seemed to be a ghost, without going up, down, or in any direction, and became a place of chaos.
After seeming to be in a trance, the hazy light finally appeared in front.
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A thick black towline hung from the air, binding a young man with ragged clothes and bruises all over the air.
The young man seemed to have been seriously injured. His head, body, and clothes were covered with blood everywhere. On the man, from time to time, a glimmer of golden light flashed.
Morin felt the man's breath, and after a moment of silence, he slowly walked over.
The breath on him slowly changed.
"Hello Dear God." Mo Lin walked step by step in the dark and dim air. He came to the young man and spoke softly.
After a little silence, the young man's body suddenly shivered violently.
"This kind of breath, this kind of breath ... Gods, yes, they are real gods."
"Unexpectedly, I really did not expect that in the endless years, I ... I can still feel the breath of the gods, and I can see a god."
"Dear God, you ... hello, this is Sotas, Sotas? Rollsjold ..."
A faint voice came, and the young man slowly raised his head, revealing a very tired and painful face full of blood.
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