Chapter 63: what happened

Jason was already used to Peters knowing everything.
Although he does not understand.
But without explaining, Jason thinks this is a good thing.
Following the fragrance, Jason walked briskly in the night port.
Just now the guy was only contaminated with the smell of food, not the real owner of ‘food’.
But Jason doesn't care.
He is here to clean up some cousins ​​of ‘pests’.
He came to revenge from his own dog.
Therefore, he was eager to find more people of "Abrasion Society".
As for interrogation?
It's too much trouble.
He didn't want to know those things.
There is no time to know those things.
He just needs to know that following the breath of ‘food’, find these people, and then chop one by one, and that ’s it.
Yes?
Gerald will handle it.
Jason believes in Gerald's ability.
It's as if he believed his keen perception of ‘food’.
Wooden chalet.
This is the resting place of the dock supervisor during the day.
At night, it is where the other party rests.
Leaning against the wooden wall, the supervisor sitting on the bed saved today's buckle.
"170 Del ..."
"These guys have been slacking recently."
"Don't you dare to work hard for Lord Ruth."
"Tomorrow will be more."
"There are also those foremen who asked them to find some children, which was so troublesome."
The reduction of coins and the failure to complete the task made Rutter very angry.
He grabbed the wine next to him and swallowed it with a gulp.
Goo, goo.
puff!
Suddenly, Rute filled the wine, his head stiffened slowly, and his eyes looked at the protruding tip of his chest in disbelief.
The wall behind me is obviously a wall!
Before he died, Ruth was still thinking.
Jason pulled away without hesitation.
This is also a person who is contaminated with food.
As for entry?
Jason's nose tells Jason that there is nothing to care about.
What's more, he had already seen everything inside through the window.
"next!"
With the blood on the blade, Jason sank into the darkness of the night.
The sea breeze at night blew over Hans harbour.
Cozy and comfortable.
The hands like a goddess flicked the pearl between the necks.
Unconsciously attracts attention.
Hans harbour has the name of the federal "Pearl" ... before, when Jason arrived.
This ‘pearl’ is dazzling and dazzling.
At least on the surface.
But with the arrival of Jason, the bright, dazzling darkness was like pus in a pustule, and it was squeezed out, spraying the hidden face of ‘abrasion meeting’ in the dark.
Stepping on.
A pair of bounty hunter Neyalik quickly ran in the corridor.
This made the guests of "Fat Head Fish Inn" have their own background.
Some people with impatience get up and watch the door.
However, after seeing the long sword and musket around Alec's waist, he retracted wisely, closed the door, and lay on the bed again.
People want to live.
You have to follow your heart.
The less trouble, the better.
In order to live long.
If it is usually, Alec will boast, this is what he usually loves to do.
Half is disguised.
half?
It is true.
But today, Alec is not at all.
He ran sullenly towards the door.
7 contact points!
Including the most secret one!
Just lost contact just now!
Gerald's revenge?
impossible!
Even though Gerrard will find at most one or two contact points, it is absolutely impossible to find the secret contact point.
What's more, once Gerrard used a lot of manpower, he could not hide them.
"Damn!"
"What's going on?"
With doubt, Alec pushed open the door of the hotel.
then,
The knife shines!
Unexpectedly, Alec didn't even think of an attack when he opened the door.
However, as one of the leaders of the "Abrasion Society" who can be responsible for many contact points, it is naturally that there is something extraordinary. The long sword in his waist is sheathed with a loud clang.
Woo!
Chang Jie stabs the attacker faster than the machete.
Looking at the attacker who covered his face with an ice hockey mask, Alec sneered.
He is fully sure that the opponent will close the knife.
And as long as it is blocked!
He won!
You know, although he is best at Jin, he is not a long sword in his hand!
The killing intention in his heart made the long sword in Alec faster.
Then, the long sword pierced the chest of the attacker wearing an ice hockey mask in front of his eyes.
The short-handed broad-blade machete in the opponent's hand also passed over Alec's neck.
puff!
Alec's eyes widened.
why?
You do n’t follow the routine!
Are you afraid of death?
To death, the leader of "Abrasion Society" didn't close his eyes.
Jason pulled out the long sword that the opponent had thrust into his chest.
Wow!
Wow!
Jason was thrown to the ground by Jason, and the sound of metal falling was heard behind him.
That is a dagger.
Dagger with a breath of food.
Of the three breaths of food that Jason traces, the weakest one.
The richer the breath, the more persistent it is.
Naturally, it is necessary to trace from the weakest.
"Is the air control?"
Jason held this dagger with a sharp edge and licked it without hesitation.
It's cold.
There is sweetness.
But it is more milky.
Little pudding?
Jason slammed hard.
Suddenly, the sharp and abnormal dagger decayed.
[Swallow a small amount of swamp hunter (essence)]
[Physical strength, experienced moderate recovery]
【Fatness +4】
【Fatness: 19】
...
The fatal damage just consumed 3 points of fullness treatment, and at 4 moments at this moment, it instantly made up for the consumption, and 1 more point was added.
Jason glanced, not too excited.
Because, he is very clear, the real big head is behind.
This is just the weakest one.
There are two more!
Twitching his nose, Jason followed the breath of food and walked quickly again.
And at this moment, the "Holy Church" hidden in the Hans harbour was completely messed up.
"what happened?"
"Why does the spiritual brand disappear one by one?"
"What about Alec?"
"Where did Alec go?"
Blatter, the ‘temple’ bishop who was interrupted in prayer, shouted angrily.
The voice oscillated throughout the chamber and trembling.
The dust thrashed.
But none of the people around dared to dodge, let the dust fall on his body, and his body stood upright.
Until Blatter's voice fell.
A recent waiter said tremblingly:
"Master Bishop ..."
"Admiral Alex's spiritual brand has also disappeared."
"what?"
The bishop was shocked.
The angry brain woke up instantly.
Subconsciously, the other party thought of a person: Gerald.
"What is Gerrard doing?"
The bishop asked directly.
"Gerard did not leave 111 Dylan Street, our" alarm bell "did not ring."
"The guards and troops of the harbour have not acted."
The near attendant reported.
"What's going on with these disappearing spiritual imprints?"
"How are they exposed?"
"Did someone smell their smell and UU read www.uukanshu.com to find them?"
The bishop roared, and the people around him said nothing again.
However, the next moment, the bishop said directly:
"Transfer! Everyone transfers all at once!"
Everyone acted quickly like an amnesty.
And at this time,
The door of the secret room.
It opened slowly.
Squeak!
In the crack of the door, an ice hockey mask slowly revealed. What's happening in the latest chapters of the novel Hunting Cooking Manual Chapters 6 ~ 13 (for subscription ~ for monthly ticket ~) URL: https: //