The strongest boss in the sky

Chapter 974 Remember to wash the floor, don't affect my business tomorrow!

This scene was a bit strange. A Extraordinary who was extremely agile and could predict the shooting of a revolver and dodge bullets in advance was easily tripped by someone the moment he walked out of the shop.

This scene, in this thick night, looked a little weird and absurd no matter how you looked at it.

However, Klein, who was not far away, seemed not to have seen this scene, and showed no surprise at all. After the revolver was filled with bullets, he directly pressed the muzzle of the gun against the clown's temple.

Bang!Bang!Bang!
Several rounds of bullets were poured out, and the air was immediately filled with the smell of sulfur and blood. After being shot in the head at such a close range, the clown could not die any more. The blood mixed with white brains was scattered everywhere in the street. Both are.

And at this moment, two figures jumped down from the roof of the shop, both of them were wearing gray windbreakers, and the moment they fell, they came directly to the clown.

"Captain, you're dead!"

One of the younger men in the windbreaker had a calm and sad expression, "He died before I could sing my poem, Klein, your marksmanship is a bit powerful!"

"It's not that he's good at marksmanship! It's that gentleman's legs that are so good!"

The burly man in his thirties, with dark gray eyes and a vicissitudes of life, shook his head, then turned his eyes and landed on Lin Nuo who was still sitting by the street without any special reaction.

"This gentleman, is the owner of this shop?"

"Well..." Lin Nuo acted as if he had never heard of what happened just now, so he yawned and nodded indifferently, "It's my shop that caused some damage to my shop because of you."

"Boss Lin, don't worry, we will compensate for all losses at the original price!"

Before Lin Nuo could finish speaking, Klein quickly took over the topic with a smile. The captain and the others didn't know how this boss Lin existed, but Klein had already made a judgment in his heart. The existence of a highly suspected god was really not Mortals like them can be provoked.

Even this god looks down-to-earth and easy to talk to!

"Klein, do you know each other?" The young man with a melancholy temperament asked.

"Well, Boss Lin's shop is not far from the house I rented before, and I talked with him about philosophical issues before!"

"Oh" the young man in the windbreaker sang, he didn't care about any philosophical issues, since the clown was dead, then naturally it was time to clear the venue.

The next moment, the young man in the windbreaker opened his mouth and recited a poem that made people feel peaceful, as if they were in a dream:
"Whenever the sun goes down in the west"

"Dewdrops adorn the skirts of the evening"

"She is as pale as the moonlight"

"Or as the stars that accompany the moon"

"Evening Primrose Moisturized by Night Dew"

"Blooming elegant and delicate flowers"

"Hidden from the sun like a hermit"

As the chanting echoed, Klein almost lost his sense of tension and completely relaxed, feeling as if he wanted to fall asleep.

Fortunately, he is not only an Extraordinary, but also a magic practitioner who has passed magic training and stepped into the magic apprentice level. His mental power is much stronger than that of ordinary Extraordinary, but he can barely resist the poems chanted by his teammates.

After a poem was sung, the people on both sides of the street who had seen the scene of the battle had already collapsed on the ground and fell into a deep sleep.

"Okay, when they wake up, they will only treat what happened just now as a dream."

The young melancholy poet looked around the street and finally smiled. He is definitely an experienced veteran in dealing with the influence of extraordinary people on ordinary people.

However, when his eyes fell on the extremely delicate shop owner, the smile that had just appeared froze for a moment.

"You..." The melancholy poet took a few steps back subconsciously, showing a look of vigilance, as if he was facing an enemy.

"Why, don't you think that singing a lullaby means you want to lose the compensation?"

Lin Nuo got up, held the small bench, and stomped his feet casually twice.

A horrifying scene happened. The clown, who was lying dead on the ground and could not die any more, had the huge hole in his head healed quickly. Under the shocked eyes of Klein and others, he quickly got up from the ground.

"Who am I, where am I, what am I doing?"

As soon as he was resurrected, the clown's somewhat hoarse voice issued a trifecta of life philosophy, and his blank eyes were full of helplessness and loneliness.

"A living person must be more beneficial to you!"

After the words fell, Lin Nuo then walked towards the shop, "Before tomorrow morning, I want to see that the shop has been repaired, and the compensation of [-] gold pounds is not less than a penny."

"By the way." Lin Nuo, who walked into the shop and was about to close, suddenly paused, then pointed to the blood on the ground, and said lightly: "Remember to wash the floor, don't affect my business tomorrow!"

Boom!

The sound of the door closing was heard, and Klein and the three of them let out a deep breath just now. Even the most powerful captain just stood there trembling, not daring to make any moves.

"I can be sure that he really died just now!" The melancholy young poet, who had long lost his previous poetic temperament, pointed at the clown, his expression full of disbelief.

"I know!" The burly captain waved his hand, observed the clown, and said, "It's not a way for a psychic to manipulate the corpse and control the soul. This is the real resurrection!"

Among the Extraordinary, there is the sequence of psychics. Extracting the memory of the dead, and even making the dead speak, are all within their abilities.

But like today, the instant resurrection of a completely dead person is beyond the comprehension of Klein and others. Even the captain of the seventh sequence has encountered such a situation for the first time.

"Captain, what should I do?"

Within the inspection range of their Nighthawks team, there is such a terrifying existence hidden, even the dead can be resurrected in an instant. This kind of terrifying figure is far beyond the scope of their ability to handle.

"Don't talk too much, I will report this matter to the church, and how to deal with it will be arranged by the high-level sequencers of the church!" While speaking, the burly captain mentioned the clown who was still in a daze, and then swung the gray windbreaker , the whole person jumped up and disappeared into the vast night.

"Klein, hurry up, try not to set foot in this place from now on!"

The melancholy young poet glanced at the shop again, and he could feel that the shop owner should have no malice towards them, otherwise, with the other party's terrifying ability that can easily overturn life and death, no one of them would be spared!
　That's one chapter for today.

　　I feel that everyone is not satisfied with the mysterious plot. In the next few days, I will speed up the plot and pass this world as soon as possible.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)