Elven Reaper

Akto did not answer his words, but turned to look at Bunir.

"Master Bunir, look at me." Akto's tone still contained a hint of contempt, "I would like to ask, before you plan to frame me, have you made sure to investigate my background?"

Bunir shook his head. He was indeed so short of money that he was too anxious. He only listened to the young murderer's side of the story and rushed over in a hurry to blackmail him.

But then he reacted and was shocked. He shook his head quickly and shouted in a voice full of phlegm: "You, you said who framed the crime and there is no evidence, don't talk nonsense."

Hannibal watched as the soldiers wrapped the female conductor's body in a shroud.

The deceased woman was about 25 to 30 years old, an ordinary person with no cultivation. She was wearing a uniform, and there were blood stains on the ground dragged from the ticket station.

He was probably killed at work and his body was dragged out.

Hannibal took a casual look and came to these general conclusions.

What kind of feud could an ordinary conductor with no cultivation experience have with a genius magician?

And this genius magician probably doesn't have a bad heart either. This can be seen from the fact that he tried his best to save a car of ordinary people in the beast tide.

There is no motive for murder at all.

Then the truth is very likely that as Akto said, it was Bunir who killed the poor female conductor in an attempt to frame Akto.

Needless to say, it was all about the money.

Because as the most popular young officer in Couric City, Hannibal still knows his boss Bunir.

Bunir himself is not very strong, and his abilities are very mediocre. He has been in the position of director of the Public Security Department for 20 to 30 years, and he is a typical person who eats nothing.

As time went by, he became older and older. Coupled with his lack of exercise and excessive drinking, his body was already exhausted.

Bunir also knew very well that he was about to die soon, so he wanted to get a bottle of anti-aging potion to replenish his body with some vitality and slow down the aging process.

But the value of the anti-aging potion was astronomical, and he, a mere viscount, couldn't afford it.

Therefore, he has been trying every means to make money.

According to the dancer in the Mojingcao Bar, when this old Bunir dreams at night, he talks about "one hundred million", "anti-aging potion" and so on.

Almost everyone knows that anti-aging potions are exclusive items exclusively for top nobles.

Not to mention the viscount, even an ordinary earl might not be able to afford a bottle with his life savings, so everyone treated him as wishful thinking and laughed at it.

However, when Bunir listened to the instigation of the murderer young man, he changed his mind.

In just a moment, Hannibal guessed Bunir's thoughts and roughly guessed the cause and effect of the incident.

The female conductor's body was covered with a shroud. Anger arose in Hannibal's heart and he clenched his fists unconsciously.

Does the life of an ordinary person really mean nothing in your eyes? This fat female conductor is still so young.

If you want to make money to extend your life, why should other young lives pay the price?

When he looked at Bunir again, Hannibal seemed to have eaten a fly and almost had the word "disgusting" written on his face.

When Bunir saw his subordinates looking at him like this, he couldn't help but feel a surge of evil fire rising from the sky. He snorted coldly and turned his head to the side.

Akto took Hannibal's expression into consideration and thought to himself, it seems that this Hannibal still has a dream.

Akto looked at Bunir and sneered: "Then I can provide you with a little bit of my information."

As soon as these words came out, Bunir and Hannibal both looked at Akto. They were also very curious about the origin of this genius magician.

"I have two teachers, one is an epic fire magician, and the other is a sword master." Akto's lips parted slightly.

The epic fire magician is naturally Messiah, and the sword master is naturally Nasha, the Sword Saint of the Netherworld.

Messiah can be said to be his actual teacher, while Nasha was just made up by him. After all, his purpose of saying this was to scare these stupid and greedy humans.

So don't worry about these details.

Sure enough, the next moment, Hannibal and Bunir froze in place as if they had been struck by lightning.

Epic magician

Juggernaut

What kind of gods are these? Is this young man’s background so terrifying?

Hannibal's face turned pale, and he was shocked for five seconds before he came back to his senses, and looked at Akto with awe in his eyes.

This very handsome young man looks to be no more than twenty years old, but his magic level has already reached level four.

He also acts calmly and seems to have a composure that belies his age.

And he is not the kind of traditional genius magician who has no actual combat experience.

You know, many genius magicians increase their magic level very quickly, but they only focus on researching magic technology.

Once you leave the magic laboratory or library, you become a complete nerd.

But this young man is different. He can protect a car of ordinary people in such a large-scale beast tide for as long as an ordinary person.

Although he has the help of Bartlett, this record is worthy of his background.

It seemed that he was a close disciple of some reclusive epic master, and Hannibal immediately made another conclusion.

If Hannibal knew that when Akto resisted the beast tide with the strength of a second-level magician, he would be so shocked that his jaw would drop to the ground.

Bunir's jaw was about to fall to the ground at this moment. He was trembling all over, and his eyes were full of fear when he looked at Akto.

At the same time, he was very happy in his heart. Fortunately, he did not really offend this young genius, but only an ordinary person died.

Seeing their shocked expressions, Akto felt very satisfied, and he couldn't help but think of a famous saying.

Cupping is the source of human happiness.

Now let me add that cup filling is also a source of happiness for elves.

Akto was still unsatisfied and was ready to add fuel to the fire: "Lord Bunir, you should be glad that you didn't use rough methods against me."

"Otherwise, my fire-based epic magician teacher will burn you to ashes and flush you into the sewer."

"She has a very violent personality. When she gets angry, even the Pope of Light and the Emperor of Deslor can't stop her. You may think I'm talking nonsense, but if you don't believe it, you can try it."

Indeed, when Messiah became angry, it seemed that no one except herself could stop her.

This cup is even more enjoyable.

Bunir was sweating coldly, and he quickly squeezed out an ugly smile and apologized: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, what did you say, Master Magician?"

Seeing Bunir nodding and bowing to him, Akto felt secretly happy again.