Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 247 Pure Land ([-])

Sure enough, in the new script, is he defined as a pure tool person?
Fuqian, who was surrounded, expressed deep emotion.

Judging from the reaction of this group of people, after they identified themselves as assassins, they didn't pay any attention to what they said, and only wanted to kill themselves.

In this case, there is no need to stay here any longer.

Fu Qian quickly made up his mind that he had already gained a lot tonight, and staying any longer would only intensify the conflict.

So, in the next moment, his figure flashed and he jumped out from the balcony.

Amid Grace's screams, Fu Qian had already disappeared into the night.

"don’t worry."

In the huge banquet hall, a group of people looked in the direction of the balcony, Collins said.

"I have already remembered his face, and I can't escape."

It really wasn't that easy to end.

Collins' words were heard by Fu Qian who was lurking outside.

Obviously these people are not ready to let it go, I don't know if this is also part of the script.

But there is no doubt that from now on, there will be dozens more people hunting him down in this town, and they all have the ability to cause harm to him.

The atmosphere feels tense, but what does it matter if you are chasing a bald assassin with me on vacation!
While Fu Qian was thinking, his facial features began to change rapidly.

When he left the courtyard, he had already changed back to his own form.

There is still a lot of valuable information.

Although it is temporarily impossible to determine how this group of people became like this, it is almost certain that Herrom's death is inseparable from them.

In addition, also received a name - Knight.

This old man who was not able to attend the banquet is undoubtedly worth visiting when he has time.

In fact, it's not bad right now, the only problem is that I still don't know where he lives.

Walking in the night, Fu Qian's thoughts were spinning.

Wei Er probably knows, but there is no need to go back and ask her for the time being.

Walking through the corner of the street, Fu Qian directly reached out to stop a taxi.

"To old Kate's."

After getting into the car, Fu Qian said directly.

Most of the people who attended this kind of banquet were well-known people in the town, and it was unlikely that the taxi driver didn't know about it.

"Which Nate?"

Unexpectedly, the driver was quite cautious. After subconsciously nodding, he still asked one more question.

"The one who lost his son not long ago."

Did not raise the front of the payment.

This type of news undoubtedly spread extremely fast, and the driver knew it immediately.

Ten minutes later, Fu Qian arrived at his destination.

After paying the fare and getting down, looking at the building in front of him, he started to act without hesitation.

Appears to be at home.

Walking through this equally luxurious manor, Fu Qian quickly discovered something unusual.

According to the orientation in his perception, he quickly found the target location.

The door of the room was open, and it was dark inside with no lights.

A figure is facing away from this side, sitting quietly in the darkness.

"who?"

But before he could enter, an old voice sounded.

Can actually find their own existence?

Fu Qian was not surprised but happy for a while.

Although there is no deliberate restraint of breath, it is definitely not something that ordinary people can detect, let alone with their backs turned.

Compared with the others at the banquet, this one is obviously special.

You may have come to the right place.

While thinking, the people in the room turned around.

The darkness did not affect Fuqian's vision at all, and he could see that it was indeed an elderly man with graying hair and beard.

The most eye-catching thing at the moment is what this right hand is holding.

A long-barreled revolver with a brass color shone coldly in the faint moonlight, and it was already aimed at him at this moment.

You can even see the exquisite decoration on it before paying.

This should be Mr. Knight.

"who?"

The other party asked again in the same tone, as if he would shoot at any time.

"Because you didn't show up for the banquet tonight, Ms. Grace asked me to visit you."

Fu Qian walked forward with a smile, turning a blind eye to the musket pointed at him.

Although theoretically speaking, the weapon in this man's hand can indeed cause damage to himself, but only if he hits it.

And that's impossible when you're on your own defenses.

"banquet?"

The old man subconsciously repeated it. After a long time, he shook his head and started talking to himself intermittently.

"Indeed, there is a banquet tonight...it's very important, I didn't go...I seem to have forgotten."

It was Knight who didn't run away.

Nod before paying.

"It's okay, the main thing is to confirm that you haven't encountered any accidents."

The guess was confirmed, Fu Qian took another step forward, sat down opposite Knight naturally, and observed the other party carefully.

Compared with others, Knight is undoubtedly different.

First of all, this person also has that kind of imperceptible emptiness, but the degree is obviously worse.

Then it became clear that unlike other people immersed in the drama, he would respond to external information and have a logical dialogue.

What's more, Fu Qian looked down at the ground.

With Knight as the center, a thin layer of hoarfrost is spreading around, covering the feet to form a circle.

Even in Fuqian's position, he could feel a chill.

Extraordinary power?

This scene made Fu Qian even more curious.

This Mr. Knight actually has an aura of extraordinary power?

"The assassin is a strange face, probably not from the town, it's best to inform Sheriff Harry as soon as possible..."

While thinking about it, Knight's tone changed, and he said something inconsistent.

Ok?
Fu Qian frowned.

When he said this, Knight's state seemed to have changed, becoming closer to the group of people at the banquet.

"Hearing Sean's name, I feel very sad, I lost the strength to attend the banquet, I am very sorry..."

At this time, Knight's tone changed again, his face was full of sadness, and he looked at Fu Qian blankly and said.

"Sean is an excellent boy, I am proud of him, and I will not allow anyone to slander him..."

It's changed again, this old man's mental state is very chaotic!
Fu Qian nodded secretly.

Knight seems to be constantly switching between the two states.

One is the normal state, able to communicate to a certain extent.

The other is in the state of entering the play, trying to play his role in the script.

This should be the reason why he didn't attend the banquet.

The only question is, what could be causing this?
"It's okay, everyone understands."

While comforting old Knight, Fu Qian looked around.

The air smelled of wine, and behind old Knight, a fallen glass and a half-drunk bottle could be seen.

Obviously this guy was here to drink away his worries.

At the same time, there is still a smell of gunpowder, indicating that the revolver may have been fired once.

A shot was fired, could it be——

Is this a gun that kills demigods?

Fu Qian immediately thought of his mission.

(End of this chapter)