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Chapter 70: Chapter 4 Good Luck

Translator: Doggotranslation

Jas was holding a cupcake given by Detective Coulson. This was a snack specially prepared and brought to the police station by Mrs. Coulson for her husband. He felt that he would never be able to get rid of the image left by Jim for the rest of his life!

Jas pushed open the elevator door and stood by his door, frowning at the broken thread on the retractable door. His ho has been invaded again! The door that Revenge shot through was covered with iron patches. Jas, who had experienced once, set up a small asure to warn himself. The door lock was intact, but the thread connecting the bottom of the door fra to the wall was torn off, which ant that soone had opened the door of his house.

He reached for his gun with his right hand, stepped back, and thought for a while, then with his left hand, he drew a folded knife from his waist. As a new police detective, Jas has already felt a headache about the various reports to be filled out after firing a gun. If possible, Jas decided to avoid shooting as much as possible.

Jas, who was already on his guard, did not enter through the main entrance, but stepped back, went up the stairs, and decided to go down through the fire escape on the roof.

The Liszt street was still crowded, and the n and won carrying paper bags were dressed glamorously, hugging, or laughing on the street corner. Shopping is the best activity to enhance relationships, so no one would notice that in the narrow alley, a man holding a gun in one hand and a knife in the other was peeking into the building on the fire escape.

Jas’ loft is a two-story duplex apartnt, which, from the outside, is integrated with the boutique clothing store below. Behind the well-designed signboard, Jas carefully pushed open the window on the second floor of his house, rolled forward swiftly, and ca to his bedroom!

Jas observed the surroundings and walked out of the bedroom little by little. The guardrail on the second floor is made of hollow brass, Jas lowered his body, and here he could clearly see the scenery on the first floor.

“Raise your hand!” With his right hand stacked on his left wrist holding the knife, Jas yelled to the person standing in the living room below: “Do what I said! Otherwise, I will shoot! ”

The person with her back to Jas raised her skinny hands, the shawl with bright patterns was spread opened under the slowly raised arm, the gray hair that was tied smoothly behind her moved slowly as the person turned around.

The prominent Inans’ high nose bridge and deep sunken eye sockets, and fine wrinkles extended from the corners of the woman’s eyes until they were buried in the hair on both sides.

“Who are you? ” Jas had stood up from a squatting posture, maintained his shooting position, and aid his gun at the fifty-sothing Inan woman: “You have committed an illegal-”

“Woosh!-”

The silver light shot toward Jas, aiming at his side!

The standard attack posture was simply wrong at this ti. Jas’ weapons were all gathered in front of his hand. The severe pain from his left wrist first made his knife fall from the guardrail! The silver knife was inserted straight into his left wrist!

Jas tilted his body, the direction of the gun in his right hand shifted and trembled in an instant. Before he let out a cry of pain, the woman on the first floor swiftly spun, and the cloak facing Jas was covered in small silver throwing knives!

The woman’s hair was swung in the air, and Jas lost his target, and the silver light flew straight from the top, heading Jas’ upper body!

Jas backed away with a paled face, his weight was pressed down, and he was about to lie down, but beside him ca storming in a blurry shadow like a wild beast!

Pfff... Clink! Clink!

The silver knife went into the wall of the bedroom behind Jas! He himself was pressed down by a person! His right wrist was grasped by a strong hand and hit the floor heavily!

Jas’ only weapon was also knocked into the air in severe pain!

The silver light was shining in front of Jas, but Jas didn’t care about the sharp pain in his left wrist with the throwing knife inserted in. He pulled back his left arm and grabbed the knife that was about to slam into his face!

At this mont, Jas seed to return to the past! The man pressing his body, with almost unshakable strength, approached his vital with a knife! Even, even now, this man’s face, disregarding the wrinkles, looked exactly like Revenge.

The floor under him was shaking slowly; soone went up to the second floor! It’s that woman!

Slash!

The slly, crimson liquid ignored Jas’ bloodshot eyes and pounced straight down to him! The woman looked down at Jas, who was completely restrained, and dropped the emptied jar!

The woman squatted, her five fingers stretched out, and she pressed directly on Jas’ forehead which was contaminated by unknown blood, and closed her sowhat old eyes: “*&...%...& %¥# (Spell).” The woman opened her eyelids, staring fiercely at Jas’ eyes in complete surprise and horror, her thin lips opened, and a high-pitched voice sounded!

“Soul! Show yourself in front of !”

What?!

Ti seed to stand still, nothing happened, a mont later.

“He is clean.” The woman frowned and said to the strong old man who was still holding down Jas.

“Clean?” The man who was holding a knife pressed down with force again, and stopped Jas, who obviously wanted to say sothing: “But you feel the power of witchcraft he used.”

“Yes!” The woman retracted her hand holding Jas’ forehead and rubbed it on the floor. “But he really has nothing to do with ‘Midnight.'”

“So now, what do we do?” The man frowned, “We let him go? At least erase his mory first.”

“Mhm.” The woman nodded, “hold him down.”

Jas tried to twist his body in a panic, but the knife hanging over his head didn’t give him much room to struggle! He didn’t know what the woman was doing, but he seed to have heard the sound of jars colliding with each other on the floor above his head. Jas wanted to see it, but his head was firmly locked by the knife in front of him. It was impossible to be distracted!

He now had countless questions, countless fears!

This ti, he didn’t think he would be lucky enough to be suddenly visited by Louise again.

Well, Jas underestimated his luck.

The sound of the door lock breaking, and the rustling of the iron door breaking broke silence at this ti.

“Did we miss sothing?”

Zach stepped into Jas’s house, followed by Benjamin with a beard. The two looked at Coord Gale riding on Jas on the second floor, and Spell who was sitting on the side using herbs making sothing.

The scarlet blood that had been poured on Jas’ face, along with the platform of the second floor, crossed the hollow brass guardrail, pulled out the viscous silky thread, and dripped to the first floor, making a light tapping sound.

Zach looked at the silver knife stuck in Jas’s left arm in front of him: “Is this how you Gale couple, thank the person who saved your son’s soul?”

“That’s sheep blood.” Benjamin rubbed his nose to remind the vampire.

“I know.” Zach pouted, “Still, this way of thank you is really strange.”

“What are you talking about?” Spell put down the bottle in her hand and stood up with difficulty. Now it was very hard to tell that she was an old woman who had thrown several throwing knives and nailed them to the wall of the bedroom on the second floor.

Spell leaned on the guardrail and stared at the vampire and the werewolf, her tone of voice was not friendly, “He was the one who used Ryan’s Soul Guiding Spell?”

Zach, who was still standing downstairs, spread out one of his hands, and made an introduction gesture: “Jas Rance. Jas, et the Gale couple, they are the parents of Ryan and Revenge. ”

It seed that the vampire’s trip this afternoon was not in vain. They found the couple, but the way was a little strange.

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