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"That guy is the executioner in the Black Church. He is extremely powerful, and most of them are extremely arrogant. There is basically no assassination or assassination that they can't complete. This group of people is quite terrifying." Oluna said to Mo Fan.
This is the first time Mo Fan has heard of executioners, but thinking about it, few of the blue-clad deacons he has met are so strong. Most of the blue-clad deacons hide in the dark, playing tricks that are surprising. Unsuspecting conspiracy tactics!
"Executioners will be sent to deal with you. It seems that you are very important to the Black Vatican." The mage from the Purple Wind Temple said.
"No matter what, don't leave the Temple of Liberty in the near future. The executioners' movements are strange and their disguises are extremely strong. There have been cases of executioners from the Black Vatican committing crimes in national magic associations and successfully escaping. You don't want to die young." If so, just wait until we investigate clearly before making other plans." Oluna said to Mo Fan seriously.
The leaders of the Liberty Temple were extremely furious because of this incident. The Black Church was so bold that it committed evil acts in the busy city. All of a sudden, many temple mages were dispatched and began to search for the executioner all over the city.
However, for some reason, Mo Fan feels that this will not have much effect. The executioner must be confident if he dares to attack in such a place
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Sure enough, for three days in a row, the temple mages found nothing and could not find the executioner at all.
It was impossible for Mo Fan to stay in the Temple of Liberty in New York for the rest of his life. Thinking of the fact that there was a girl who was seriously ill in the hospital because of him, Mo Fan picked up the phone and dialed the number on the business card.
"Hey, is it you, mage?" The girl's sweet voice came quickly.
"How did you know it was me?" Mo Fan was a little surprised.
"I came here alone. You are probably the only person who can call me." The girl said. She spoke very softly and did not look like she was weak or seriously ill. She expected to recover well and was relatively optimistic at the same time.
"I'm sorry for causing trouble to you." Mo Fan apologized.
"How can I blame you? It was you who saved me. How about it? Have you caught that person?" the girl said.
"No, he should be very good at disguise." Mo Fan said.
¡°Really, but I seem to have seen that person before.¡± The girl said.
¡°Have you seen it??¡± Mo Fan asked in surprise.
"No matter how he dresses or what makeup he wears, I will always remember the person I have met, and I also know his last name." The girl said.
¡°You know all this??¡±
"He also came to my place to buy drinks ten minutes before you came to buy things. There were a lot of customers at that time. I asked him his last name so that I could register each drink. He gave me a last name and said it very directly. I feel like he didn't hide it deliberately, maybe he is an evil and powerful mage like him, and he never thought that I would remember him." The girl said to Mo Fan.
Mo Fan was overjoyed. He didn't expect that the girl he was protecting after being injured would be such a considerate person.
"Okay, please describe in detail what you remember, and I will ask someone to find out his information." Mo Fan said.
Mo Fan immediately contacted the omnipotent Lingling. Lingling was a hunter and had some knowledge of human faces. She listened to the description of the injured girl and modeled the person's appearance one by one.
"Do you think his last name is real?" Mo Fan asked Lingling.
"According to what the coffee girl said, it's basically his real surname, or it's a disguised surname he often uses. This way he can also be found. Wait a minute. I'll connect with the New York Police Department. They should be there. There is a more mature database." Lingling said.
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In Earl's Park, a man wearing a hoodie was cleaning the fallen leaves everywhere in the rain. He was wearing a rain hat and had some stoops on his body, looking completely weak.
"Haha, all the temple mages in the city are looking for you, but you are cleaning here leisurely. How courageous you are!" A young man who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old came out, with a pair of bright eyes. God's purple pupils give people a particularly charming feeling, coupled with a perfect mixed-race face, he has the beauty of an Oriental without losing the clear features of the West, and he is very heroic!
"The most dangerous place is the safest place." The sanitation worker raised his head slightly and faced the purple-eyed boy with his pointed chin.
"You did a good job." The purple-eyed boy grinned.The purple-eyed boy used both hands together and slowly moved Lingling's salute upwards. Most people at this age have not yet awakened. Even if they have the physique of a mage, their strength and energy cannot reach much. The boy showed off his ability and finally I still moved this big box of things to the stairs.
When we got to the top, the rollers were ready for use. Lingling took out the handle, pushed it along the smooth ground, saluted, and continued moving forward.
¡°Hey, don¡¯t you even say thank you?¡± The purple-eyed boy shouted towards Lingling.
"Thank you." Lingling turned around and said.
"Do you have a cell phone?"
"have."
"how much?"
"I didn't plan to tell you." Lingling didn't look back and continued walking to the taxi stop.
The boy with purple eyes looked at her back and rubbed his nose with his hands in embarrassment.
The man in red came over and grinned: "It's a shock, isn't it?"
"A little bit."
"I tied it up for you."
"Am I the kind of person who would use this method to deal with a little girl?" the purple-eyed boy said.
The man in red thought for a while and nodded firmly: "Yes!"
The young man rolled his eyes, turned and walked forward.
"Is it okay to leave the executioner alone in New York?"
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