Mysterious Catastrophe

Chapter 119 Fighting

night.

Aaron changed into cheap clothes and a peaked cap, and came outside the Green Forest Cathedral.

"The church is dangerous to me!"

He tossed a coin and caught it in mid-air.

When you open it, the head of the person is facing up, which represents affirmation.

"Green Forest Church is very dangerous to me now? At least there are Extraordinary guards who have opened the third essence, or even non-human existence?"

Aaron turned and left without much hesitation.

"It's a pity... my religious tax..."

He originally wanted to make a fortune in the church, so that he could find items that fit his heart at the Orff Auction House later.

But now, plans need to change.

"Although the divination may be interfered and misled... But knowing that it is dangerous to do it is too reckless. Time is on my side."

Aaron said to himself.

Although he needs to rely on continuous improvement of his own essence to better grasp the personality of the spirit body, at the same time the spirit body is also constantly producing mysterious units.

Or—he renamed it—Secret Source!

This kind of power representing the mysterious source once created the [Scarlet Creator], and also led to the fall of many orders.

As long as he has accumulated enough years of 'power of the secret source', Aaron will undoubtedly have a certain confidence in this world.

"So, don't be in a hurry, don't take risks if you can..."

Aaron pressed his peaked cap and disappeared into the darkness.

In his hand, the black iron-colored 'Shadow Ring' is emitting a mysterious brilliance...

Old Morgan's Pawn Shop.

This is the sphere of influence of the Iron Fist Gang.

For these gangs, the division of territory is a very serious matter, and many times battles often break out because of rival gang members who go out of their way.

Within the scope of their respective territories, only their own people can commit crimes, which is similar to the marking of territories by powerful animals in nature.

So, when you go to old Morgan's pawn shop, you can find the Iron Fist Gang.

Aaron is short of money, so he is going to find a money-giving gang, no, the Iron Fist Gang will help fund some.

This time, it's not a small fight, at least they have to ask for all the working capital of their gang, otherwise they won't be able to show the bad breath of being followed in the Ewell Bridge area!

But tonight seemed a little different. I walked around outside the pawn shop, but I didn't see those people.

"Where is the headquarters of the Iron Fist Gang?"

Aaron thought for a while, and came to the warehouse where Scarface brought him that day.

boom!

During the night, he clearly heard a gunshot.

What followed was the sound of a weapon piercing into a human body, as well as a lot of roaring.

The corners of Aaron's mouth curled up a little bit: "It seems...it's a coincidence!"

He hid in the darkness, flicked his right hand wearing a black iron ring, and pulled out a phantom from the void.

This phantom is tall, wearing a pitch-black windbreaker, with a silver-white raven mask on its face, like a pitch-black humanoid crow.

Phantom let out a chuckle, and saw three embarrassed figures escape from the warehouse, followed by a group of pursuers.

Howling, the pursuers fired in the dark, sending ferocious fire from their barrels.

Obviously, they were determined to kill the person in front of them.

"Boss!"

One of Scarface's men was shot and fell to the ground, screaming, "Help me!"

"Ah!"

Scarface covered the wound on his body, his heart was full of sorrow.

At this moment, he saw a man in a black windbreaker and a mask appearing in front of him.

He was like a sculpture, and like a night watchman, he passed them by himself and looked at the pursuers behind.

"We belong to the Bloody Hand Gang, if you don't want to die, just get lost."

A gangster yelled, and the gunman beside him fired without hesitation.

boom!

The bullet skimmed over the phantom, ejecting a small crater behind it.

"This……"

"Mystery man?"

The gang chased the soldiers for a moment, not knowing whether to continue or not.

At this moment, the man wearing the raven mask chuckled, his head split open and turned into a huge beak.

The black bird's beak was opened, revealing a mouth full of sharp fangs, and bloodshot wounds were entwined on the white teeth.

"Ah!"

This scene frightened the gang members who only heard of the mystery in legends and stories and usually killed people like hemp.

They screamed and kept falling backwards.

Even the grim-faced gunmen twitched their faces and chose to retreat without hesitation.

……

"Sure enough, they are all ordinary people. They ran away after being scared... If they persevere, they will find that this is essentially just a phantom, without the slightest lethal power..."

Aaron manipulated the phantom and returned to the previous image of the man in the black trench coat.

"Thank you for your help!"

The pale scar face was very different from the previous arrogant appearance, struggling to bend his back and saluted.

"Why are the gangs here so chaotic?"

Aaron manipulated the figure and issued a question.

"This...every gang of any size in Green Forest City is backed by mysterious people..." Scarface smiled wryly: "The three gangsters entrenched in our territory, a mysterious person enshrined, was killed by a rival gang. The mystics confirmed the death...so they attacked."

"die?"

Aaron was inexplicably throbbing, and asked, "Who is the mysterious person who supports you behind the scenes?"

"We don't know his real appearance, nor his name, we only know that his nickname is - Beast!" This was no secret, Scarface replied directly.

'Sure enough... there is my reason. '

Aaron said to himself, and saw Scarface eagerly said: "Mr. Mysterious Man, are you willing to support our Iron Fist Gang? We are willing to give you 30, no, 50 pounds every month!"

Scarface is very clear, without the support of the mysterious person, there will be many things tonight, and the entire Iron Fist gang will perish.

The most important thing for them now is to find another backer!

'It's really profitable to collect protection fees! '

A thought suddenly appeared in Aaron's mind: "50 pounds a month, 600 pounds a year, no, the beast controlled three gangsters before, so 1800 pounds a year?"

"The annual income of those senior bank managers is about the same?"

He coughed and his voice became serious: "I can only charge you 20 pounds a month, but for the first contribution, I need a large sum of money."

Scarface suddenly became a little hesitant. His subordinates suffered heavy losses today and needed compensation.

But in the end, he gritted his teeth: "I can collect 300 pounds in cash tomorrow!"

"make a deal!"

Aaron chuckled and said, "If you want to find me, you can draw a pattern of crows on the outside of your warehouse, and I will come to you..."

After finishing speaking, he controlled the phantom to disappear directly, making Scarface and others even more awed.

They looked at the direction where Aaron disappeared, and remained silent for a long time. Then they gritted their teeth and dealt with the injuries. They cursed the enemy's relatives for countless generations, and shouted that they must take revenge in the future...

Chapter 120 The Auction House

not far away.

While taking off the 'Shadow Ring' from his right hand, Aaron murmured to himself: "There is a limit to cutting leeks... Now, I can let mature leeks cut themselves, haha..."

"If Scarface knew that the backer he was looking for was the person who robbed him twice, would he have a nervous breakdown?"

He looked at the iron-black ring on his hand, feeling the spiritual consumption and the danger brought by the surrounding darkness, and tossed a coin.

After a while, Aaron shook his head and stared at the ring on his hand: "You are so courageous... Use a spirit body to scare it some other day, and see if you can tame it..."

He felt a little risk of being 'hidden' just now, which undoubtedly came from the backlash of the weird thing!

……

Thursday morning, December 8.

Aaron was wearing a white shirt, a black waistcoat, a dark brown trench coat, a bowler silk top hat, and shiny leather shoes. He was holding a slender cane inlaid with white crystals. He left in the bow of the maid Sylvia. residence, boarded a carriage.

Green Forest City is not too hot all year round, on the contrary, it is very cold in winter, so that the former Green Forest nobles had to wrap thick fur coats.

"set off!"

After Aaron sat down, the carriage started immediately and slowly drove towards the direction of the Augustuf Auction House.

Today, it happens to be the date for the auction of the Fabri Dynasty cultural relics.

With a serious expression, Aaron stared at his hands and thought to himself: "'Yao's spirituality has reached its limit again, and we must find the necessary spiritual materials as soon as possible to be promoted to 'Shepherd of Light'..."

There's no point in drawing more spirituality if you can't get promoted.

For ordinary Extraordinary people, if they do not rely on secret associations and other organizations, but enter the mysterious world by mistake, perhaps just collecting advanced knowledge can trap them for several years, ten years, or even a lifetime time.

……

Augustuf Auction House is located at No. 17, Glamorgan District, which is one of the safest areas in Greenwood City, not far from the Police Headquarters.

It is a wooden and stone building with a long history, and a huge lawn and fountain are set up in front of the main entrance.

At this time, one after another carriages stopped, and the ladies and gentlemen on them were dressed up as if they were attending a ball, greeted each other politely, and walked into the venue.

When Aaron got out of the carriage, he glanced slightly and saw many acquaintances.

History professor Clark Dass and his apprentice Bruce Field... company director William Mark... the last prom partner, the bookish, bespectacled Liliat Doron... and Chris Torre Ah, the Holy Spirit priest.

People did not deliberately divide, but naturally formed different circles.

Aaron nodded at Clark, and blended smoothly into William Mark's circle.

"Our traveler is also interested in antiques?"

William Mark joked.

"Yes, I am very fascinated by that period of history." Aaron admitted with a smile, this is nothing.

"Those precious cultural relics and works of art not only have high historical and artistic value, but also can preserve value and are a good choice for investment..."

Chris Toya, who was next to him, spoke, and had a very kind attitude towards Aaron, the benefactor, and took the initiative to invite: "We have a box on the second floor, do you want to go together?"

"No, no... I want to experience the atmosphere in the hall."

Aaron shook his head with a slight smile, and then saw a carriage that was unique, low-key and luxuriously decorated, and imprinted with aristocratic badges. Thirty-something male with beard.

"It's Lord Lake!"

The people around moved away automatically, and some businessmen and senior government employees couldn't help but stepped forward to chat.

All of a sudden, Lord Lake with his female companion became the focus of the audience.

"I heard that there are many nobles' shares in the Auguf Auction House..."