Chapter 166: Even the remaining scriptures can’t stop the wall from hanging?

Chapter 166: Even the remaining scriptures can’t stop the wall from hanging?

It seems I guessed right.

Looking at the flame that was fleeing madly a few hundred meters away, Leon couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, then he stepped onto the witch's broom that automatically turned sideways, ready to chase after it and bring the other party to justice.

But just as the witch's broom was about to start, the lesson of being almost ambushed by a black gun came to Leon's mind. He couldn't help but hesitate for a moment, then turned back to the princess, took out the infected blood belt and wrapped it around her, preparing to wake her up first.

Although according to the "testimony" of the sloppy old man, there seemed to be only two rebels with abnormal objects in Ryan Manor, but since they had a way to hide from his soul detection, it might not be impossible for them to lie when being "interrogated".

And if there is a third rebel nearby, once I leave to catch him, I don’t even need to use any unusual objects. A smallest nail gun can directly take the princess’ life. It would be safer to take her with me.

……

Soon, with the "health" provided by the infected blood belt, the princess who had fainted due to rapid blood flow woke up and looked at Leon with a confused look.

"I...I am..."

"Your Highness, the rebels just launched an assassination attempt against you, but I stopped them. I am now preparing to catch the rebels who attempted the assassination."

After briefly explaining what had happened, Leon helped the still confused princess onto the broom, told her to hold his waist tightly, and then tapped the witch's broom lightly with his heel.

"Oh!"

With a scream from Princess Veronica, the witch's broom started at full speed, like an arrow shot from a bow. Under Leon's control, it instantly rushed out of the hall and chased after the short man who was desperately fleeing in the distance.

"You... don't come over here! Don't come over here!"

Seeing that the devil who could see through people's hearts was actually flying towards him, the short man couldn't help but collapse instantly. His legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground.

"Boom"

However, at this moment, accompanied by a light sound like a soap bubble bursting, as if a layer of veil that had been covering the soul was wiped away, the short man's chaotic eyes filled with fear suddenly became clear.

It turns out that I'm not a coward, but I have been woven with a layer of memory of being a coward, so that I can run away due to cowardice and lure the target into an ambush?

Damn it! You're using me as bait again!
After realizing what had happened to him, the short man still felt uncomfortable even though he remembered that he had agreed to the plan.

If he had not been completely crushed by the demon's interrogation and almost had a mental breakdown and gave up escaping, forcing Lucy to remove some of her abilities in advance, she would probably not be able to recover her true memory until the assassination operation was completely over.

Old lady Lucy’s memory is really... It’s scary every time I wake up, but it is surprisingly useful to complete the task. After all, even I, the bait, don’t know there is an ambush, so it is even less likely that the guy behind me will react.

After shivering violently, the "cowardly boy" who had recovered a small amount of memory finally did not fall down directly. After staggering two steps, he stood up again and continued to flee frantically outside the manor.

And Leon, who was chasing after him relentlessly, did not withdraw from the soul's vision out of caution, and immediately captured the slight fluctuation in the short man's soul.

Could this be a trap?

Looking at the soul in the distance whose fear level was instantly reduced by half, Leon couldn't help but frown slightly, and then hesitantly slowed down. Article 7 of "Emma's Leftovers": Never underestimate the wisdom of your opponent. It's not just the cleaners who can do "fishing executions", there are also intelligent anomalies, out-of-control infected people, and underground sects that believe in evil gods, etc.

When these smart opponents try to do something, they will also throw out bait first to lure those less cautious cleaners into the trap, and eliminate the local cleaners who may report the situation in advance to pave the way for their own actions.

We must be on guard!
After recalling the teachings of Senior Emma, ​​Lyon narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the short man who was about to escape from Ryan Manor. Instead of pressing the witch's broom to speed up the pursuit, he pulled up the broom handle and flew into the sky, then gently tapped the small mirror he carried with him.

No matter where you want to lead me, I have to "go there" so that the ambush can be effective, right?

……

"Hiss..."

Feeling a chill running through his heart, as if he was being stared at by something extremely deadly, the short man couldn't help but shudder all over. While desperately running away, he turned his head cautiously to take a look.

Am I crazy? !

Looking at Leon who was silently assembling a sniper rifle in the sky a few hundred meters away, the short man felt unwell.

According to the information the leader got from somewhere, although the target's capabilities are extremely comprehensive in both offense and defense, its maximum range is not outstanding, and it seems to be only a few dozen meters, so he should be able to ensure his safety.

Although his range is not good, he actually brought a sniper rifle with him! This is... I am doomed!
Looking at the guns gradually forming in the sky behind him, the short man no longer cared about the ambush location and rushed to the nearest building in a panic. After violently knocking the person inside unconscious, he immediately hid behind an iron rack filled with a bunch of things. However...

"呲"

With a slight sound like a leak, the sacks full of rice burst open instantly, and the iron frames, walls, bricks, tiles, outer walls... all the obstacles in front of the short man were pierced through by a fluorescent nail almost at the same time.

"what!!!"

The short man felt a sudden chill at the base of his thigh. Before he could react, he was knocked down by the force of the nails, and the smell of burnt flesh wafted into his nose at the right moment.

No! I don’t want to die yet!
Relying on the excellent intuition of users of soul-type anomalies, the short man vaguely felt that the second shooting was coming. Knowing that he would surely die the next time, he collapsed instantly and crawled towards the window using his hands and feet, ready to beg for mercy from the demon in the sky and see if surrendering voluntarily could save his life.

However, when he climbed to the window and was about to shout his surrender, the man riding on the strange broom in the sky, who looked more terrifying than the devil, suddenly shook violently and then fell down like a kite with a broken string.

……

In the small clock tower six blocks away.

"I hit it!"

After adjusting the headscarf that had accidentally fallen off and covering her shiny bald head again, the woman with the strange eyepiece put away the slingshot in her hand, turned her head and said to the middle-aged man beside her with curiosity:
"Chief, how do you know he can fly?"

(End of this chapter)