They all call me master

As Walsh left, Eli immediately pulled out a box from under the bed, then picked up his coat and said to the 'Bandage Swordsman'——

"You can go, boss."

As he spoke, regret appeared in the eyes of this intelligence dealer who also worked as a stalker.

You know, this is the foothold he found after a lot of effort.

Hidden and safe.

It's not an exaggeration to say it's a shelter.

However, after unexpectedly saving Walsh, this foothold has been exposed.

The exposed foothold cannot be missed.

"well!"

Even though he knew this, Eli couldn't help but sigh when he thought of the fish and chips stall at the entrance of the alley during the day.

The thick potatoes there are really delicious with black pepper.

As for fried fish?

Just a side dish.

After all, it's always weird when you're selling French fries in South Los Angeles without a side of fried fish.

It would be strange if he, a stalker, didn't work part-time as an information dealer.

"Um."

The 'Bandage Swordsman' nodded, picked up his sword and went out first.

Eli followed.

I don't know if it was a coincidence, but the direction the two of them were heading was also the direction Dr. Linster left.

Eli would most likely think this was a coincidence.

As for the ‘Bandage Swordsman’?

Only God knows.

…

Dr. Linster walked along the gravel pavement of the alley. He carefully avoided the loose stone slabs. As a Nanlos native, the doctor knew all too well the feeling of stinky juice splashing all over his body as soon as he stepped up.

When the doctor avoided a loose stone slab, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking the doctor's way.

The blocker was tall, with thick exposed arms, a filthy face, and a towel whose original color was hanging around his neck.

Worker?

Or a gang member?

The doctor can't tell for the time being.

Because, in the Duo District, many times, these two professions work part-time for each other.

During the day, he is a worker.

At night, it's gang members.

Of course, sometimes, the distinction is not so clear. It depends on the coins in their pockets.

Linster took a step back warily——

"Friend, I'm a doctor and I don't want to get into any trouble."

With that said, the doctor took out his wallet.

After so many years in the Duo District, Linster has long known how to deal with strangers at night.

As a doctor, you can win the favor of everyone, including gang members.

And the wallet will make these people choose to let him go.

This is true even if you don’t have a lot of money in your wallet.

However, today the doctor made some miscalculations.

"I know you, Doctor Linster.

I'm here just for you. "

As he spoke, the person opposite grinned, showing his white teeth.

Based on these teeth, Linster was able to determine that the person in front of him was pretending.

The workers and gang members in the Duo District do not have such good teeth.

Linster, who was becoming increasingly wary in his heart, asked rhetorically.

"Oh? Are any of your family members or friends sick?"

the doctor asked.

“No no no!

You misunderstood me!

I am here to discuss with you the resurrection of your wife - believe me, I can do things beyond your imagination, as long as... you sign this contract! "

The person opposite said, shaking out a contract.

A faint spiritual light loomed over this contract.

Linster is not a 'mysterious person' in the true sense of the word.

But his profession gave him the opportunity to come into contact with some "mysterious people", especially guys with an easy-going personality like Eli, who would tell him many mysterious things.

Among them, there is one about the contract.

There is no doubt about the affirmation of the contract.

Just like the punishment after signing a contract, it also comes with death.

Therefore, when he saw the contract taken out by the stranger, the doctor immediately shook his head.

"Sorry, 'Psychic Medium' Mr. Kratos once warned me that no one can be sure who will be brought out from the 'Land of Rest'."

The doctor refused very politely.

At the same time, he brought out Arthur's name, hoping that the people on the other side could retreat in spite of the difficulties.

Although until now, the doctor has not been able to confirm how strong Arthur is, but the series of titles such as 'the secretly born son of misfortune, the person favored by death, the contemporary 'black cat', and the champion of the South Los Swordsmanship Competition' have made this man The doctor believes that Arthur is very strong and famous.

It's enough to scare quite a few people.

In fact, this is also true.

The doctor clearly saw that when he mentioned the 'spiritual medium' Mr. Kratos, the other person hesitated.

But it was just hesitation.

next moment--

"The 'Psychic' Mr. Kratos is terrifying.

But he is not here.

So, if you don't want to sign this contract, let me take you to a place, maybe you will change your mind when you get there. "

With that said, the other party stepped forward directly to catch Linster.

Linster did not hesitate, turned around and ran away.

And the moment Linster turned around, he clearly heard a sound.

puff!

For ordinary people, such a sound may be unfamiliar.

But for a doctor, this sound is all too familiar.

That was the sound of a knife cutting flesh.

Subconsciously, Linster looked back.

Then the doctor stopped.

He saw the injured person he had treated before, holding a strange sharp sword, and the person who had wanted to take him away by force had lost his head.

"Thanks!"

Smelling the smell of blood, Linster thanked Walsh.

The smell of corpses and blood was not worth mentioning to Linster, a doctor.

The doctor was even more curious about the sword in Walsh's hand.

If he read it correctly, it should be...

bone!

But why are the bones so sharp?

Linster was guessing in his heart, but Walsh ignored him at all.

The newcomer of the ‘Pale Hand’ turned his head and looked at the shadows on the side.

Three people were slowly walking out from there.

The crossbow arrow in his hand caused the newcomer of the ‘Pale Hand’ to shrink his pupils.

If he had not been injured, he would not have cared about the three crossbows at all. Even if there were two more, he would have been able to handle them with ease, but now he was 'opened'.

Even if he avoided the heart attack, he was still seriously injured.

Therefore, close combat is out of the question.

That leaves only——

‘Is that the only way to use it?

I don’t know if my current body can handle it? ’

With this thought in his heart, Walsh did not hesitate and raised his left arm towards the three crossbowmen who kept their distance.

The index finger, middle finger, and ring finger were pointed directly at the three people.

next moment--

Bang, bang, bang!