Casting spells

Ralph shivered subconsciously, and murmured to himself: "Well, I'm afraid I'm going to start praying to this guy now, he made the biggest mistake in his life by choosing to be your enemy..."

Chapter 64 waiting

Late at night, in a dilapidated alley in North Brooklyn full of gangs, drugs, and crimes, two tall white men were nervously observing the movement around them, and every once in a while they couldn't help turning their heads to look at the people behind them. The broken house looked around, as if waiting for something.

They didn't realize at all that on the top of a three-story building 50 meters away, several people were closely watching their every move...

"How is it? Has the target appeared?" Zhang Cheng asked without raising his head while flipping through the old notes in his hand.

About ten hours have passed since accepting the mission. With the help of Ralph, a local snake, he finally found some clues about the target, which was the dilapidated house not far away.

According to the clues provided by a homeless man who slept next to the trash can, in recent weeks, horrible biting sounds and piercing howls can often be heard inside, and even a pungent smell of blood can be smelled near the door , all of which are the characteristics of werewolves gathered together.

Obviously, most of the werewolves who originally lived in New York had completed their registration status under various lords, and it was absolutely impossible for them to risk punishment and deportation to get together to make troubles.

So this nest of werewolves must be from outside, and the name is Salas werewolf leader and may be hiding inside.

As for the notes in his hand, they are research records made when Ralph just awakened his abilities. There are probably close to [-] mysterious symbols, and only a few of them have brief explanations next to them. He himself only figured out the explosion. this combination.

It has to be said that when Zhang Cheng got the notes, the first thought that popped up in his heart was "violence".

That's right!

Even though he has not deciphered the meaning and function of any symbol so far, he can judge that this is an extremely complicated system based on the two thousand and five hundred symbols that can resonate with magic power, and it is no different than Dala. However, the research results of the mages are much worse, and they may be even stronger.

But Ralph is lucky, he just came up with an explosive combination and stopped in-depth research. He picked up the shotgun he modified by himself and embarked on the journey, earning a lot of money by accepting tasks and improving his impoverished life.

Perhaps as a saying goes, poverty will greatly limit a person's vision and imagination, and many times the poor don't even know how precious the things they give up are.After all, they have tried their best to survive, so they don't have any energy to think about the future.

Ralph didn't notice the pity in Zhang Cheng's eyes, and replied in a low voice: "Not yet! But I can already confirm that the two guys standing at the door are [-]% werewolves."

"Yes! If they weren't werewolves, I'd eat the socks that haven't been washed for three days." A young man in his early 20s also came over and interjected.

"Oh? How did you identify it? Why can't I see it at all?" Zhang Cheng closed his notebook and asked curiously.

In any case, he is still a standard rookie in the underground world, and has no experience at all. Now that he meets an expert, he naturally has to ask clearly.

"Hehe, Mr. Wizard, judging werewolves is quite simple, please pay attention to their arms. Due to frequent transformations, all werewolves will habitually put their arms in front of their bodies instead of on the sides like normal people. In addition , Werewolves are also extremely dependent on their keen sense of smell, and they often move their noses. Usually, as long as a person has the above two characteristics at the same time, he is basically a werewolf." Another young mixed-race black girl came over and explained.

Zhang Cheng nodded thoughtfully: "So that's the case, so how long do we have to wait? We have been waiting for six hours since the evening. If the target doesn't appear, we have to wait forever?"

"No, no, if the target doesn't appear after twelve o'clock midnight, then we will take the initiative to attack and capture a few prisoners for interrogation. Although werewolves have always been known for their loyalty to the ethnic group, but we have to spend a little time, we can still follow the will Weak guy can get some information." As he spoke, a cruel expression appeared on Ralph's face.

There is no doubt that what he meant was to repeatedly torture and abuse the werewolf until the other party couldn't stand the torture and opened his mouth.

At this time, the super self-recovery ability that werewolves are proud of will not save them, but will become a terrible burden.

We must know that when many excellent interrogators torture prisoners, they must consider comprehensive factors such as the youth, health status, and psychological endurance of the prisoners, so as to prevent the sudden death or mental breakdown of half of the prisoners during the torture.

But werewolves don't need it, but if they are not directly killed, no matter how severely traumatized they are, they will recover in a very short period of time.

Zhang Cheng raised his arm and glanced at his watch, said with a chuckle, "Okay, there are still 10 minutes until midnight, I hope the guy in the photo can appear, otherwise I have to go around to ask for news, sixty gold dinars earn It's really not easy."

"Yeah, it's really not easy..." The corners of Ralph's mouth kept twitching, and he lowered his head and echoed against his will.

In fact, what he wanted to say in his heart was: You still have to pick and choose sixty gold dinars!If you give me this price!Let even the President of the United States dare to assassinate!

In fact, this middle-aged man has been in the underground world for many years, and has never received a few commissions to pay gold dinars, and most of the time he earns dollars.

If someone really gave him the task of Jindenar, he would choose to give up instead.

The reason is simple, high reward means high risk, he doesn't want to be greedy and die in an unknown corner for a while.

Time flies, and 10 minutes passed in the blink of an eye. Just as the Demon Hunter team was about to leave the roof and launch a surprise attack on the old house, a black truck suddenly drove out from the corner and stopped at the door of the old house.

Without saying a word, the two guys guarding the door ran over to open the back door and dragged out four young girls whose mouths were sealed with tape.

Zhang Cheng also knew one of them, who blocked the door of the apartment a few days ago and asked him to tell who the white girl who killed his sister was.

"Hey! The goods tonight are good! Where did you get them?" The slightly fatter werewolf stuck out his tongue and licked the face of a terrified girl.

"The old place! Especially she, who dared to rush into our hunting ground and try to kill me with a revolver." Another werewolf jumped out of the cab and pointed to his shirt, which was stained with bright red blood. .

"Hahahaha! Interesting! You let a little girl force you to transform?"

"Shut up! I promise you she's a total lunatic! She rushed in without saying a word, just pulled the trigger. I swear, I'll show her some seriousness later."

"Calm down! The leader needs twenty virgins to complete the ceremony, and no one can touch her before that, understand?"

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Chapter 65 Attack

Watching the three werewolves forcibly dragging the girls into the old house one by one, Zhang Cheng, who was hiding not far away, suddenly lowered his voice and turned around and asked, "How do you usually deal with ordinary people in missions? For example, they saw something that shouldn't be done." What did you see?"

"Uh... In general, there are two ways to deal with it. One is to clean it up and solve the troubles that may arise in the future once and for all; the other is to become a confidentiality keeper and make the other party swear never to tell a third party. Once he says it, then You must kill him, and at the same time kill the insider, otherwise the council will send killers to deal with the whole incident, including yourself." Ralph replied, licking his dry lips.

Judging from the constantly flickering eyes, the one he usually uses the most must be the first one.

"Secretary? Interesting..."

There was a half-smile expression on Zhang Cheng's face. He stood still and neither ordered a surprise attack nor chose to retreat.

The young mixed-race black girl seemed to think of something, subconsciously shuddered, and tentatively said: "Mr. Wizard, are you waiting for the werewolf to kill those girls again?"

"Oh? Do I look so cold-blooded and cruel?" Zhang Cheng asked in a half-joking tone.

"No! That's not what I meant!" The black girl hurriedly shook her head.

After all, she didn't want to offend a moody and powerful wizard for a stranger she didn't know.

Zhang Cheng shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "Whatever you think, anyway, I just want to do a small test.

I believe you have all heard many descriptions of fate.

According to the theological explanation, mortals are always controlled by an invisible hand. Whether it is success or failure, it is the arrangement of fate. Even birth, old age, sickness and death are part of fate, and no one can change it.

Today I want to know, if I go in later, how many of those girls will die and how many will survive.

If they are all alive or all dead, it means that the fate cannot be changed by mortals.

Because of my intervention, they did not change their destined ending at all.

But if some died and some survived because of my intervention, it means that fate can be interfered to some extent..."

"But how do you know that the surviving part and the dead part are not arranged by fate?" The black girl frowned and asked a sharp question.

"Hehe, good question. To be honest, I have no way to prove it. I can only judge by feeling through trying again and again. Okay, let's stop chatting here. It's time to go in and see what these alien werewolves are doing. What the hell." After that, Zhang Cheng took the initiative to end the topic, quickly blessed himself with a mana shield, and took the lead in walking towards the entrance.