Chapter 4: good luck

James holds the cup cake given by Detective Coulson, which is a snack specially prepared for her husband by Mrs. Coulson who went to the police station. ? ★ ★ Bayi Chinese ● Net. ww.81ｚw.com? He felt that he could not get rid of the shadow left by Kim all his life!
James pushed open the door of the elevator and stood beside his door, frowning at the broken thread on the shrinking door. His home was invaded again! The iron patch was applied to the door that had been shot through by Ravenci before. James, who had one experience, set a small measure to warn himself. The door lock was intact, but the silk thread connected to the eaves under the door frame was torn, which meant that someone had opened the door of his house.
With his right hand protruding into his side, the gun was already in his hand. James stepped back a few steps and thought about it, his left hand pulled a folded saber around his waist. As a new detective, James has had a headache for the various reports to be filled out after shooting. If possible, James decided to avoid shooting as much as possible.
James, who was already on the alert, did not enter through the main entrance. Instead, he stepped back and walked up the stairs, deciding to go down the fireproof stairs on the top of the building.
There are still people coming and going on Liszt Street. Men and women carrying paper bags are dressed up brightly and hugging or laughing on the corner. Shopping is the best activity to increase feelings, so no one will notice that in a narrow alley, a man holding a gun in one hand and a dagger in another hand sneakily looks into the building on the fire escape.
James's loft is a two-story, transparent duplex apartment that, when viewed from the outside, merges with the boutique clothing store below. Behind the well-designed signboard, James carefully pushed open the window on the second floor of his house, rolled forward quickly, and came to his bedroom!
James observed the surrounding environment and walked a little outside the bedroom. The second-floor guardrail uses hollowed-out brass, and James lowers his figure, where he can clearly see the scenery on the first floor. ▲ Eight ★ One Chinese ?? Net. ww.81ｚw.com?
"Raise your hand!" James' right hand was stacked on the left wrist holding the dagger. He shouted to the person standing in the living room below: "Do what I said! Otherwise I shot!"
The person with his back to James stretched out his thin hands, the brightly-patterned shawl opened under the slowly raised arm, and the grey and white head behind him moved slowly.
The Yinan people's prominent high nose bridge and deep sunken eye sockets, fine wrinkles extended from the corner of the woman's eyes and were buried in the heads on both sides.
"Who are you ?!" James has stood up from the semi-squat, keeping the shooting position, and the muzzle is aimed at the 50-year-old Indian woman: "You have committed an illegal invasion ..."
call out!
The silver light flew from the side of James!
The standard attack posture was simply wrong at this time. James ’s weapons were now concentrated in front of his hand. The pain from the left wrist first let his dagger fall from the fence! The silver knife was inserted straight into his left wrist!
When James's body crooked, the direction of the gun in his right hand shifted and fluttered for an instant. He could not make a cry. The woman on the first floor twirled violently, and he was covered with James' cloak. Silver flying knife!
When the woman's head was swept in the air, James 'aim was lost, and the silver light flew straight from top to bottom, according to James' upper body!
James backed pale, and fell down with his center of gravity, but he was lying on his side, but on his side, a vague shadow came from the lower body like a beast!
puff! Nagging! Nagging!
The silver knife fell deep into the bedroom wall behind James! He was also pressed down by himself! The right wrist was grasped by a strong hand and hit the floor heavily!
Snapped!
James's only weapon was also shot off in severe pain!
The silver light shone in front of James, and James couldn't care about the pain left in the left wrist with the flying knife, put away his left arm, and he was about to hit the dagger on his face!
At this moment, James seems to be back in the past! The man holding his body, almost unable to shake the strength, is approaching his crucial dagger! Even, even now this man's face, with the wrinkles removed, was printed on a mold with Rivenchi!
The floor underneath was slowly shaking, and someone was on the second floor! It ’s that woman!
Brush!
The smelly, crimson liquid ignored James' bloodshot eyes and pounced down from above! The woman looked down on James, who was under full control, and lost the empty jar!
The woman squatted down, her fingers extended, and pressed directly on James ’s forehead contaminated by unknown blood. Some old eyes closed: " & amp; ......% ...... & amp; +% ￥ # (mantra) .............. Www.81zw.com ■ The woman ’s eyelids are wide open, staring fiercely at James ’s completely surprised and frightened eyes, thin lips opening, high voice Ring!
"Soul! Appear in front of me!"
What?
Time seemed to be still, nothing was born, a moment later.
"He is clean." The woman frowned and said to the strong old man who was still crushing James.
"Clean?" The man's hand pressing the dagger pressed hard again, pressing back James, who obviously had something to say: "But you feel the power of witchcraft he has used."
"Yes." The woman retracted her hand holding James' forehead and rubbed it on the floor, "but he really has nothing to do with 'midnight'."
"Now, what should I do?" The man frowned. "We let him go? At least erase his memory first."
"Well." The woman nodded. "Hold him."
James panicly tried to twist his body, but the dagger over his head did not give him any room to swing! The woman didn't know what was being tinkered. The sound of bottles and jars crashing on the floor above her head. James wanted to see it, but her eyes were caught by the dagger in front of her. It was impossible to be distracted!
He now has countless doubts and countless fears!
This time, he didn't think he could be lucky again, and came across a sudden visit to Louise!
Okay, James underestimated his luck.
The sound of the door lock breaking sounded, and the sound of the iron door pulling broke the suppressed silence at this time.
"Did we miss something?"
Zac stepped into James's house, followed by Benjamin, who was full of beards, the two looked at Coden Blast riding on James on the second floor, and Spella sitting on the side with herbs ·blast.
The scarlet blood that was previously poured on James's face, along the platform of the second floor, crossed the brass hollow guardrail, and pulled out the thick silk thread to drop to the first layer, making a snapping sound.
Zac looked at the silver knife that James had inserted on his left arm in front of him: "This is your blast couple, thank you for the way to save your son's soul?"
"That's sheep blood." Benjamin rubbed his nose to remind the vampire.
"I know." Zac pouted. "Still, this way of thanking is a bit strange."
"What are you talking about?" Spella put down the bottle in her hand, supported her legs and stood up, and now she can't see it at all. The old woman thrown a few flying knives on the second floor bedroom wall. !
Spella leaned on the guardrail and stared at the vampire and werewolf. The tone was not friendly. "Is he using Ryan's Soul Curse?"
Zac still stood downstairs and stretched out his hand, making a referral gesture: "James Lance. James, I have seen the couple of Blast, they are the parents of Ryan and Ravenci."
It seems that the vampire's itinerary this afternoon is not in vain. They found the couple of blasts, but the way is a bit strange.