The Last Gentleman

Chapter 392: leave

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"show me!"

Not long after leaving the hall and walking on the long staircase, Jin completely disregarded his gentlemanly image and directly grabbed Yi Chen's belt.

She was eager to see this mysterious weapon that was crafted by the organization's founder.

However,

When Jin's fingers touched the pistol holster on his waist, a strange suction and tearing force instantly acted.

Pain

Part of the flesh and blood on the fingertips was actually extracted and sent directly to the factory area inside the gun as raw material for producing bullets.

"Huh!? Forced flesh stripping, and you dare to use my flesh as bullets?"

Jin was born a "flesh weapon master" and later became a member of the Cancer Palace and was awarded the "Swelling Record", which allowed her to take her control of her body to a higher level. However, now her flesh has been sucked away by a non-lethal weapon, which she cannot accept.

I'm in a bad mood.

Jin directly used the flesh and blood manipulation techniques recorded in "The Swelling Record", preparing to forcibly pull back his own flesh and blood inside the gun, as if he was playing tug-of-war.

A trace of minced meat did indeed seep out from the inside of the gun and float back to Jin's fingers.

However, this physical robbery triggered the "danger alarm" of the gun factory.

Without the control of Yi Chen, the owner,

The pistol was pulled out from the waist and aimed, with the black muzzle locked on Jin's brow.

The entire automated process of drawing, aiming, and locking the gun is completed almost instantly.

The moment the gun was pointed at him, Jin's survival instinct was activated, and a special red lotus bloomed on his forehead, like a hexagonal barrier.

Bang! A gunshot rang out.

Jin's thin body was blown away.

It crashed through the handrail of the left staircase and adjacent buildings, and flew into the ruins of a tower-shaped building that belonged to the former Church of Light.

When Yi Chen put his gun back into the holster and jumped into the tower ruins with Reagan,

Jin Zheng fell to the deepest part with his limbs twisted like a puppet with its strings undone, his mind going wild.

The lotus between the eyebrows was completely pierced, and a hole was torn in the mask, and blood continued to seep out.

"gold!"

Yi Chen immediately dropped down at the fastest speed, held Jin in his arms, and prepared to send him to Hippocrates Hospital as quickly as possible.

Just then,

There was a sound of flesh multiplying. The holes in the colorful mask were quickly repaired by the proliferation of cancer cells. Jin's limp arms suddenly rose up and hugged Yi Chen's neck.

Then he pushed open the mask with his pink and slender tongue and spat out a bullet from his mouth.

"It can actually fire on its own? As expected of a weapon made by the founder of the organization, it's really good... If it weren't for my body's adaptive response and the red lotus hadn't been generated in time, I might have been in real danger."

Yi Chen heaved a sigh of relief upon seeing this, "Alright~ don't touch this gun anymore.

I just got it from the Archbishop myself, and I haven’t had time to check the gun information yet, so I’m still relatively unfamiliar with its use.”

However, Jin still tried to reach out and touch Yi Chen's waist.

"What's wrong with letting me touch it? This gun is very special. After being shot once, I can feel its inherent potential. Perhaps when you become familiar with it, William, you can exert greater power.

Come back and try to shoot me when the time comes. Withstanding various types of attacks is also one of the training methods given by Cancer Palace."

"Come on, could you please stop touching me?"

Just then,

The figure of the archbishop appeared at the breach in the tower.

Seeing this 500-year-old tower being damaged, all the wrinkles on his face piled up, but he suppressed his anger.

He originally wanted to punish them, or even let the offenders stay in the hall to atone their sins, but after thinking it over, he decided to let the three leave.

Phelps's Cow

The shop sign is made of giant beef bones. Steaks are delivered to a private room one after another.

Taking into account that they might not see human food for a long time, Yi Chen and Jin ate much more than usual, as if they were having a big eating competition.

In the end, Yi Chen was the first to lose, he really couldn't eat anymore.

King and Reagan across from him seemed to have just begun.

Yi Chen was a little bored as he stared at the half-cooked bloody steak. His thoughts were suddenly drawn to the nightmare incident not long ago.

At that time, he was led to the meat processing plant inside Zion to meet Catherine. The fresh pieces of meat with smiling faces squeezed out through the texture are still clearly remembered in his mind.

Of course, he didn't feel disgusted or uncomfortable with meat, but he suddenly thought of Catherine and the forces behind her.

“By the way, the circus should also be a special organization in the old world. However, this organization is not fixed and is constantly migrating, performing in various places in the old world.

If we wait until the two worlds are completely merged, the performance will inevitably come here.

There is a chance that I might come across a circus on this trip to the Old World, and maybe I can go in as a spectator and take a look.

To be on the safe side, it is better to meet with the Duke first. You will definitely be able to get detailed information about the circus from him, and then consider whether to go.

After all, the members of the circus have different personalities. For example, the main clown above Catherine's head is a very bad person.

And the strange thing is,

Strong people like the circus's chief clown and magician should be restricted by "world isolation", but last time they came in person to rescue Catherine.

This may be related to the special nature of the circus, which allows them to temporarily intervene in some things here, but there are time or other restrictions. 』

Just when Yi Chen was thinking about the circus, Jin came over with a bottle of wine in his mouth. "Hey~ What are you thinking about~ If you don't want to eat meat, drink with me, hiccup~"

"Nothing, drink!"

Two boxes of wine were consumed.

Reagan, who was pregnant, used her mental power to force her brain to wake up. After paying the money, she waved goodbye to the two people and did not forget to remind them about the collection of "materials from the deceased".

Jin was completely drunk. He was carried on Yi Chen's shoulders like a pile of mud, and he would vomit some wine mixed with cancer cells from time to time.

In fact,

Kim was fully capable of diluting the alcohol concentration in her blood, but she enjoyed the process and the hangover state.

"Jin, how about we set off tomorrow?"

Jin, who was being carried on his shoulders, suddenly raised his arm and pointed outside the city.

"Don't... leave now! If it weren't for you, William, I wouldn't want to come back. Let's go quickly~hiccups! It will take quite a while to get to the Cancer Palace from here."

"All right."

A high-end carriage that was booked in advance soon came to pick them up.

After obtaining the two people's permission to leave the city, the driver headed for the nearest passage as quickly as possible, which was the Holy Grail Mountain area where he went to the Old World last time.

As soon as Jin's body touched the comfortable bed in the carriage, she quickly took off her clothes, wrapped herself tightly in the soft quilt and fell asleep, still wearing the mask of "mother".

Yi Chen, who was sleepless, finally had his long-awaited leisure time.

He leaned against the head of the bed and took out his dark grey metallic pistol.

Strands of clothing threads are wrapped around the surface of the gun body, and some threads penetrate into the magazine buckle and reach the factory area inside the gun body for detailed data analysis.

Perhaps due to the complexity of the structural process, the analysis process actually took more than half an hour.

Finally, it appears on the retina in the ancient text of the old world:

"Bartosz"