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Chapter 320 The Origin of Witch Hunters
It's been an unusually long night tonight.

Bang!
Locke landed firmly on the balcony of the hotel, then pushed the balcony away and walked in, just in time to see the spectacled otaku with his hands and feet tied up, his cheeks flushed and swollen like a pig's head.

"what."

Locke laughed uncontrollably, looked at Carrie who was sitting on the sofa with her arms folded: "Did you hit him?"

Carrie was expressionless: "He doesn't tell the truth!"

The otaku in glasses howled loudly.

"I really do not know……"

"Snapped!"

Carrie swung her right hand in the air, and a palm made of magic power hit the right face of the otaku with glasses again.

moment.

The glasses nerd's face was swollen again.

Locke smiled and walked towards the bar without making a sound to stop Carrie.

Carrie was already full of anger.

after all……

From a certain point of view, Anila Katz is a replica of her past. In Carrie's view, she was just lucky enough to meet Locke, and if she hadn't met Locke, the final outcome might be different. Same with Anila Kaz.

be burned.

thrown away.

He was even stripped naked and buried in the wilderness.

If it wasn't for Locke, Carrie wouldn't restrain herself at all. If Carrie came here alone, by the time Locke arrives here, the town of Lake Larry would probably be wiped out by Carrie. .

Carrie seemed to have no objection to this, and went to the bar to find Locke, who was looking for fine wine, got up, grabbed a fruit plate on the table, and bang, it directly hit the howling nerd with glasses on the head.

The otaku with glasses was immediately stunned.

"Speak or not?"

"..."

Damn it, Hank, Rhodes, where the hell have you been, why haven't you come yet.

The otaku with glasses only felt a buzzing in his head, and then he only felt his forehead was warm, and when he looked intently, he found that blood was dripping down like sweating.

next second.

The glasses otaku let out another scream.

but……

Carrie threw a dark ball directly into the mouth of the otaku with glasses.

Over there at the bar.

Holding a wine glass, Locke, who was sipping the bourbon in the glass, smiled when he saw this, and walked over. Then, he sat directly on the coffee table, looked at the otaku with glasses who was bound to the chair, and turned to Jia who was next to him. Li nodded.

Carrie opened her right hand, and with a whoosh, the dark magic ball stuffed in the glasses otaku's mouth like a mouth ball ran out directly, turning into black mist and blending into the space.

Locke had a smile on his face.

"Hello."

"what!"

"puff!"

"what!!!"

Locke let go of his right hand, looked at the fruit knife stuck in the right leg of the otaku with glasses, smiled, and shook his left hand, a fruit knife shot again: "Call again, the other leg, the third time, I will chop my hand ,Understand?"

The otaku with glasses closed his mouth instantly, and blood and cold sweat fused together on his forehead.

However, he stopped barking.

Locke looked at Carrie next to him: "That's why we have to study, understand, if you don't study, you won't know what kind of interrogation can make people obedient."

Carrie looked at the bespectacled otaku who shut up completely after a single sentence, and nodded half-understood.

Locke said: "I can ask you Chester later, he knows."

Interrogation is also a science.

Locke learned systematically from Chester, and then taught this from Clyde Shelton. Speaking of which, the directions of Clyde Shelton and Professor Chester are somewhat specious, and they are quite different. Poor.

but.

Assassins and agents are originally trained in the same way, but the direction of employment is different in the end.

Locke didn't pay much attention to this either.

"puff!"

"what……"

"Wow!"

The otaku with glasses looked at the fruit knife that fell on his left thigh again, and was about to scream loudly, then, looking at Locke who took out a fruit knife again, he gritted his teeth hard, sweating coldly. Straight up, terrified all over: "Why!"

He has stopped calling.

"I like."

"..."

Locke picked up the bourbon next to him, took a sip expressionlessly, and said something. Then, holding the wine glass, he looked at the otaku with glasses: "I just want to ask you, who killed Anila Katz."

"I……"

The otaku in glasses almost squeezed out words from between his teeth, and was about to struggle a bit, waiting for the rescue that he didn't know was impossible, but looking at Locke who gave him two swords with a smile in front of him, he was still frightened: "Yes Rhodes and Old Fox."

Locke looked at Carrie and seemed to be saying, how about it.

Carrie crossed her arms, seriously recalling Locke's actions just now, and kept it in her heart. After all, learning is old and living is old.

Locke returned to his senses, and looked at the glasses otaku expressionlessly: "Continue."

The otaku with glasses trembled all over, and told the real story of Anila Kaz in a weak tone.

in fact……

It's about the same as what Locke guessed.

That Ian Mullen is a scapegoat. According to the glasses nerd, Ian Mullen was cursed when he executed a witch who could curse the law. As long as Ian Mullen speaks again, then, His vitality will disappear rapidly, and even his organs will be vomited out, a very painful death.

Therefore, when Locke, Carrie and others came to find him, Jim Rowan thought of convicting Ian Mullen and letting Locke and Carrie leave earlier. After all, this year is the day when the witches gather , They already knew where the witches would gather, and they were gearing up to wipe out all the witches in New Orleans this time.

As for why Jim Rohn would change his mind?

Cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the otaku with glasses, and his upper and lower teeth were already touching each other: "Jim Ron has a sixth sense that is different from ordinary people. He can feel the safety and danger in the future after making this choice."

Locke raised his eyebrows: "Sixth sense?"

In other words, shouldn't he be the only one who owns this thing?

Gwen seems to have it too.

but……

The Gwen one, it seemed, was just for him.

The tone of the glasses otaku was already very weak: "Because, Rhodes' grandmother is a witch."

Locke was slightly taken aback when he heard the answer.

next second.

Locke smiled: "What do you think of a descendant of a witch becoming your head?"

The otaku with glasses shook his head: "Old Fox is the same, but they are men, and men will not awaken the potential of witches, so they hate witches very much. Whether it is Rhodes or Old Fox, they are all young. At that time, after learning about this, the awakened witch at home was burned to death."

"hiss!"

Hearing these words, Locke took a breath of air: "It really is a wolf."

He just said it.

How can someone who can fight him for a round without losing the wind be an unknown person? In the end, it really isn't, good guy, he is a ruthless person.

"Salem only protects witches, not wizards."

"As for men with witch bloodlines, if they want to become witches, they can only find someone else who gives them their power."

"But they are of Salem blood."

"There is no dimension that accepts and lends strength to them."

"so……"

The otaku with glasses seemed to have opened up the chatter box, and he said without hesitation: "Rod, Old Fox, and several other descendants of witches hate Salem witches more than we do."

Locke nodded.

He can understand.

If it is said that he is also like this, he will also feel okay. After all, why, why can't I be a witch because I am a man, it is not fair.

……and many more.

I seem to be a witch.

Locke returned to his senses, blinked, and shook his head.

After the otaku with glasses said what he shouldn't have said, he looked at Locke with a look of eagerness: "Let me go, let me tell you, I will give you the copy of the surveillance, you don't want evidence, I will testify in court of."

No one is not afraid of death.

Just now, the glasses nerd just believed that Rhodes and Hank would show up to save him.

but……

Rhodes and Hank had let him down, so it was normal for him to save himself because of his desire to live.

Locke listened to this sentence and looked at the otaku with glasses.

"Monitor copy."

"You promise first that you will let me go."

"I promise you won't die."

Locke did not disappoint the glasses otaku, and made his promise: "Now, monitor the copy, if you say, you put it on the side of Lake Larry, then..."

The otaku with glasses hurriedly said, "It's not in Larry Lake, it's in the city, it's in an apartment I rented."

talking.

In his desire to survive, the otaku with glasses immediately revealed the hiding place of the monitoring copy.

Locke smiled, stood up, and looked at Carrie: "Get rid of him."

Carrie was expressionless, and with her right hand, a dark magic ball appeared again.

The otaku with glasses felt bad all over. Looking at Locke who was walking towards the balcony, he screamed, "You promised me."

Locke stopped and looked at the otaku with glasses, with the same smile on his mouth: "Yes, I promised you, I said, I promise you will not die, but, I didn't say, I will let you live!"

For Locke, death is always the most merciful punishment.

He has the ability to make life worse than death.

Life under extraordinary power is worse than death, that's more.

and……

The otaku with glasses could see his real appearance. Thinking about it carefully, it was impossible.

There are very few people who can know Locke's true appearance, but they always keep one point, either Locke trusts without reservation, such as Chester, or Locke trusts and can restrain, such as Carrie, or, Locke wants to Through this point, let him seriously consider, such as Cordelia who just knew what he looks like.

This glasses nerd is not among them.

Locke turned around.

Behind.

It was the otaku with glasses who was soaking under the dark magic ball, his brain was being baptized, and he was screaming.

Strange to say.

On the balcony, the screams in the living room suddenly disappeared.

The air was silent.

……

(End of this chapter)