"Drink!" Looking at the gradually darkening sky, Qin Lun frowned and let out a sigh of relief.
The radius of his detection halo extended to seventy meters. In fact, when he used "Gannetts' left eye" to reduce the perception density, the detection radius was even farther. As long as he goes back and forth a few times, he can "see" a large abandoned construction site.
But after this day, Qin Lun didn't gain anything. He has searched the abandoned city, construction sites and slums of Yorkson City. On the contrary, a lot of "dirty activities" were found, including some unknown people with telekinetic abilities, but none of them should be members of the Phantom Troupe.
"Forget it!" Qin Lun sighed, but there was no look of disappointment on his face. He had never expected his own luck.
Since it is impossible to find out the enemy in advance, then you can only give up participating in the first stage of the main storyline. Qin Lun rubbed his chin, turned and left this abandoned city.
In fact, the young man didn't know that when he left from this side of the abandoned city, there were several mysterious figures wearing old cloaks walking into the abandoned city from the other side. As soon as they entered the long-abandoned apartment complex, these people scattered in all directions, searched the surroundings carefully, and finally entered an abandoned church on the edge of the building area.
As time went on, night covered the land. This abandoned urban area, which has long lost its lights, looks more and more haunted and eerie. It's just that from time to time, there will still be black shadows rushing into the church, as if they are dark creatures that are only dispatched at midnight.
The bright moonlight shines through the glass windows of the church, casting a hazy light and shadow in the room. This church seems to have been abandoned for a long time. The benches and furnishings used for worship in the interior have been removed long ago. Even the pillars on both sides have collapsed and fell into several pieces of wreckage on the ground, like Some oddly shaped stone benches.
At this time, on the stone platform at the back of the church, a young man in a big fur was sitting upright. The young man has a jade face and bright eyes, with a back combed hair and a small black cross tattoo on the center of his brow.
The young man looked indifferently, looking down at a thick book in his hand. The cover of the book is simple and simple, depicting some mysterious patterns and textures, it looks like a religious book.
Aside from appearance and attire, the temperament of this young man was somewhat similar to that of Qin Lun who had removed his disguise, as if he seemed indifferent to everything around him.
In front of the youth, a dozen men and women of various colors were sitting or standing in the center of the church. At the far left are two figures, one tall and one short, whose faces cannot be seen clearly. The tall man is wrapped in white bandages all over his body, and he wears a pair of boxing gloves on his hands.
The short man was very small, like a teenager. The long hair hides the face, revealing only one big and bright eye, and the gender cannot be distinguished.
Next to them were three young women, one was wearing a short-sleeved exercise suit, her shaggy purple hair was tied behind her head by a cloth belt, like a huge violet flower. The other one was wearing a long-sleeved turtleneck sweater and a pair of big black-rimmed glasses. He had an immature face and was dressed like a middle school student who was still in school.
The last woman was much more mature than these two. She was very tall, wearing a small women's suit and a tight miniskirt. Her plump breasts were white and towering at the neckline of the suit, and her figure looked extremely enchanting.
On their right are two tall and burly men, one of them is huge, almost three times as wide as a normal person, wearing a large kimono, with strange features, long ears and shoulders, and the corner of his mouth seems to have been partly sewn up with needlework.
Although the other man's body was not as generous as his, he was also extremely burly and fit. This is a man like a lion, with a wide mouth and a nose, and hair like a lion's mane. The muscle groups on the body present undulating and graceful streamlines between actions, showing the amazing power brewing in them all the time.
Not far behind them, sat four men in different costumes. One is wearing a kimono, with a samurai long sword on his waist, a beautiful mustache, and clogs, resembling an ancient Japanese samurai. Standing beside him was a man in sportswear, with blond hair and narrow eyes, and there was always a stern look in his eyes.
Behind the two stood another person, who was wearing a sleeveless jumper, with his arms behind his head, and a sunny smile on his face, like a young boy.
Beside him stood the last little man in a high-necked gown. Half of the little man's face was covered by the collar of his gown, as if he was wearing a mask. He parted his hair in the middle, lowered his eyes, and carried a gloomy aura all over his body.
The last of the group was a handsome man sitting at the church window. The man has beautiful red hair that protrudes like a flame, has a star and water drop tattoo on his left and right cheeks, is wearing a clown costume, and is flipping a playing card old K with his slender fingers boredly.
"Leader, everyone is here!" The young man with a sunny smile on his face spread his hands and said happily, "It's been a long time since everyone gathered together, what are you going to do with us this time?"
"Xiaker, of course the leader came to us to grab something!" The lion-like man said excitedly, "Is that right, leader, so what are we going to grab?"
The man sitting on the stone platform of the church folded the thick books in his hands, stood up and walked under the light and shadow, and said to his companions, "The goal this time is the underground auction in Yorkshire."
"There must be a lot of treasures there!" The man dressed as a Japanese samurai brightened his eyes and said.
"Maybe it's an antique?" The little man with half of his face covered in a gown retorted softly.
"Everything, everything from the auction!" The handsome man on the high platform smiled slightly, "We want everything."
Following the words of the leader of the Phantom Brigade, a strange emotion slowly rose in the hearts of everyone, and there was an undercurrent of depression in the church.
"Captain, this is an enemy of gangsters all over the world!" The lion-like man grinned.
"What's the matter, Wojin, are you scared?" The leader smiled and looked at the burly companion.
"No, leader, I'm excited!" Wo Jin opened his eyes wide, with a ferocious smile on his face, raised his head and asked, "Can you kill people, leader?"
"Of course, Wo Jin!" The leader calmly spread his hands, "Those who hinder us... kill them all!"
"Oh!" There was an enthusiastic response in the church...
Yorkson City, the night of September 1st.
As night drew near, Yanidal Boulevard was filled with limousines arriving for the auction. The neighborhood around the avenue has been taken over by gangs, and the intersection is full of gangsters with walkie-talkies.
Yorkson's auction building is brightly lit, and the dozens-storey building is now like a huge light bulb, attracting many creatures of the night.
High-end cars of various brands stopped at the entrance of the auction building from time to time. Rich people, celebrities, government officials, gangsters, these rare and rare big shots walked into the building with their female companions.
There are two rows of waiters in black uniforms at the door, but these people are not the staff of the auction, but have been replaced by the gang's bodyguards. From time to time, there were some vigilant eyes in the crowd, passing over the big shots, and then checking their identities against the guest list.
Perhaps because of Nyon's prophetic poem, the verification work of this year's auction is more rigorous. On the roofs of several buildings near the auction building, there were also many shadowy figures, which should be hunters and telekinetics hired at a high price by the gang organization.
"Hey!" A limousine with an extended version of Kuktini stopped in front of the building, and Ivalev, who acted as the driver, stepped out from the front door, opened the back door respectfully, and grinned at the two people in the back seat .
Xia Qimono got out of the car in a suit and leather shoes, and took the gorgeously dressed Fei Jie on his arm. Tonight, Fei Jie wore a long silk dress with a low cut and strapless shoulders, her long hair was tied up in a high bun, and she wore a fox vest, looking graceful and luxurious.
The two had just taken two steps, when Fei Jie suddenly felt a very dazzling reflection in the distance, not only frowned but looked in that direction.
"Hey... Shakymono, Ivalev, you go in first, I'll be right over!" Fei Jie pouted while looking at the other side, turned her head to give instructions to the two companions, and swayed her waist towards the Go around the corner.
"Fei Jie, you are here!" Qin Lun smiled and stood in the dark corner, leaning against the wall relaxedly.
"Are you patrolling around here?" Fei Jie stood under the light with her shoulders folded, and asked casually, "Tell me if you have anything to say, Ivalev and the others are still waiting for me!"
Qin Lun glanced at the tall rooftop directly in front of the auction building, where Kurapika and Melody were in charge of monitoring the front door of the auction. There was a flash in the young man's eyes, not only did he not come out from the narrow passage of the building, but he shrank back, with a mysterious smile on his face, he beckoned to the beautiful woman in front of him.
"Come in, I'll show you something related to your BOSS, and it's also a collection of human bodies." Qin Lun held a large lump of meat in his hand, but under the dark light, it was I can't see very clearly.
"What the hell is it?" Fei Jie put down her hand, walked into the corner muttering, and looked at the thing in Qin Lun's hand, "Eh, it's...alive!"
This thing looked like a lump of irregular flesh, pulsating regularly and lightly in Qin Lun's palm, but it didn't look like the heart of any living thing.
"This thing is called a flesh and blood puppet. It can change into anyone's image according to my consciousness!" A strange light flashed in Qin Lun's eyes, and he slowly raised his empty left hand behind Fei Jie and slashed at it. On the back of the beautiful woman's neck.
"You..." Fei Jie was caught off guard and didn't use her mind ability to protect herself. She immediately collapsed into Qin Lun's arms with disbelieving eyes.
After a while, Fei Jie walked out of the street corner again and walked towards the auction without any abnormality, but the smile on her face seemed a little stiff.