Durin's Diary

Chapter 463 Turning Point (Part )

The woman grabbed the umbrella by the door, but the next second, the ribs of the umbrella turned into thin threads and tightly strangled her neck, and the other side hooked onto the railing of the stairs, dragging her directly to the ground.

Mr. Yan pushed open the other side of the double doors and walked into the hall.

Du Lin followed him in, and with just one glance, the half-dragon holding a gun poked the muzzle of the gun into his eye socket and pulled the trigger repeatedly.

"The old man hanged himself because he thought his life was too long." The old man walked in with a smile and glanced at the people pouring out of the corridor on the left.

With just a loud bang, the thugs were crushed into meat paste by the visible sound waves.

Du Lin walked over to the young man who was kneeling with his hands raised. "Tell me, who are you and why are you not resisting?"

"Lord Durin! I am a member of the Special Operations Division of the Sidney Joint Intelligence Agency, number 782521! You can ask Madam Gala for my authenticity!"

A circle popped out from under his feet.

Du Lin nodded: "Have you participated in their child trafficking activities?"

"Sir, lurkers like us have no choice." The young man was sweating profusely and prostrated himself on the carpet.

The circle under his feet did not move.

The old man had already come over, dragging a half-grown girl with two broken legs. He threw the prisoner in his hand not far from the lurker and said, "It's impossible for a lurker not to do evil. I can recognize his good points for this, as long as he can guarantee his loyalty to the organization."

"I won't do anything stupid that would cause pain to my loved ones." Du Lin nodded, then looked at the young man and asked, "Where are those children?"

"There's a monument in the backyard. There's a hidden door there, and the kids are inside!"

"Get up, go and bring the children back." After saying that, Du Lin waved his hand, and the umbrella skeleton that had strangled the woman flew over and wrapped around his neck: "Don't think about doing anything stupid. You are not mine. I must hold back."

"Yes, sir, I understand!" the young man said and walked towards the backyard.

Mr. Yan poked his head out from the second floor and said, "Most of the people up there are dead." He threw the two kids down the stairs and said, "They followed the adults out here to kill me."

"Old Yan, what about the other side?" asked the old man.

"The people on the other side jumped out of the window, but they were no match for Old Zhao and the young man, so they all died." After Mr. Yan said this, he walked down the stairs.

Du Lin smiled - if five legends can escape, I will lose.

Then he walked up to the old man and asked, "Do you smoke?"

"Smoking. People on the battlefield, who doesn't smoke?" the old man replied.

So Durin took out a silver box and opened it, revealing fine cigars made by the druid.

Du Lin lit it for the old man, who took a deep drag and smiled happily. "It's pretty good, strong. Is it a herbal cigarette? It seems to have a therapeutic effect."

"Yes, cigarettes alone are harmful to the body. Our cigarettes can cure lung damage caused by smoking." Having said that, Du Lin handed the box to Mr. Yan.

The latter also took one: "Do you really believe that young man?"

"I don't believe him. He is not my man and does not deserve my trust. But he said he is an agent of Sidney's Intelligence Agency. I am willing to believe him once. People who can go undercover and still remain loyal are all good men. Maybe he can't join the core when he comes back, but at least I have to give him a decent job. If he really gets sick or suffers any disaster, I will definitely cure him." Having said that, Du Lin looked at the young man coming back with a dozen children.

One of them was a grassland elf. She was still looking around timidly, and then when she saw Du Lin, she immediately rushed over squeaking.

Du Lin recognized her and said, "Oh my goodness, you are Anta's cousin!" "How did you get here?"

"During the Chinese New Year, my brother and I went to watch the fireworks, and then I got lost." The little girl named Liu Ye said this, pointing to the children behind her: "My brothers and sisters are all very kind. Brother Du Lin, are you here to save us?"

"I'm here to kill the traffickers. You're lucky." After Du Lin finished speaking, he patted the little guy on the head gently, then looked at the young man: "Okay, you did it. I can recognize you now, but there's such a big commotion here. The police and the Extraordinary Crime Department should be here soon. Why don't you leave first?" The young man did not leave, but looked at the three children lying on the carpet with a wry smile.

Du Lin nodded: "I overlooked it."

After saying that, he pulled out his gun and made holes in the heads of the three children one by one.

"Thank you, Lord Durin."

"No need to thank me, but why do you continue to hide?" Du Lin asked curiously.

"...My two sisters died at the hands of these bad guys. I want revenge on all the human traffickers and cultists in the world. Life and death have no meaning to me, but I must stay alive before killing them all." The young man replied.

·I didn’t lie, I’m a real man.

Eleven and Daju said in unison.

Du Lin nodded and cast an invisibility spell on the young man. "Go out the back door. Remember to go back to your safe house for brainwashing. I'll say that according to the prisoners' confessions, one person left the house without being blocked by me."

After saying that, Du Lin looked at the children, and they immediately fell to the ground.

"Minor memory modification, a good method." Mr. Yan nodded.

"The young man is gone, good boy, walking in the darkness and blood for revenge." The old man sighed as he looked at the corpses on the ground, "A car is coming, and it's going quite fast."

Du Lin took the two old men out of the house.

After a while, several carriages arrived. The gunmen who jumped out of the carriages did not dare to move - anyone with a little vision would have recognized Secretary Ace and Du Lin. In addition, the five legends had not restrained their aura and were now sitting in the garden drinking tea. If anyone pointed a finger at them, they would all die.

As for the dozen or so children sitting on the tablecloth, they represented certain speculations that made the gunmen dare not act rashly - everyone knew that Mr. Du Lin was kind, but he was not without his killing sprees, such as when he encountered human traffickers and cultists.

Thinking of this, the gunmen looked at their boss in an unnatural way.

But the fat man who got out of the car was not happy. He pointed in this direction and asked the gunmen to shoot.

Secretary Ace waved his hand and said, "Where did you come from, you little bastard? Get over here!"

Secretary Ace scolded him this time and watched the fat man roll over. He knelt in front of the table, still a little unconvinced: "You hurt my father's friend! If he finds out, you're dead! Ace! You broke our armistice agreement!"

"Secretary Ace is here to play with me today." Du Lin put down his teacup and looked at the fat man. "I rescued these children from the basement of your father's friend. Now I give you two choices. Either go back and contact your father and ask him to kneel before me with his family, or you can try to escape and see if you can escape the pursuit of the Candle Dragons."

After saying that, Du Lin smiled and pointed to the way he came: "Get lost."

So the fat man rolled back.

The threats and hints are in line with each other. This person should go back the same way he came.

"This second-generation rich kid is really a piece of shit, no matter in Changtang or Xilu." The old man sighed after watching the young fat kid get on the carriage and drive away.

"Without these rubbishes to embellish my life, even life has become dull and boring." After saying this, Mr. Yan laughed.

Du Lin also laughed.

Without him.

It’s just because what Mr. Yan said is right. If there were no such shortsighted guys to add some embellishment to the journey of killing bad guys, wouldn’t it be extremely boring?

(End of this chapter)