Chapter 1427 Survivors in the Mist

"Boom"

When Norman heard a sudden roar from the direction of the family mansion, he lifted the suitcase on the bed and stood up with the edge of the bed.

Right now, he is staying on the second floor of a hotel in the underground black market, with the two children that his old father entrusted to him. They are the youngest sons of his two older brothers. Right now, they are hiding in the expanded bag he is carrying. space in the suitcase.

To be honest, he actually doesn't like his two nephews on weekdays. Because these two children are only a few years old, they have been taught by their parents to be a pair of little snobs, and they have even learned to act according to their parents' faces.

However, this is clearly a thing of the past. He knew that starting tomorrow morning, these two children would become a pair of orphans with only his uncle.

The Werther family is over.

As for why it was said to start "from tomorrow morning", it was naturally because... To be honest, he was not sure whether he would be able to leave London with the two children alive and rush to join the daughter's classmate McLean.

In order to minimize the possibility of being found by Haierbo as someone fleeing, the old patriarch not only made him wait until Haierbo went to the family before leaving, but even let him run away alone with his two children.

It can be said that his old father put the hope of family continuation completely on him.

But even so, Norman was not sure that he would be able to leave safely. If Hai Erbo was determined to eradicate their family to prevent future troubles, then his chances of successfully escaping would be greatly reduced.

"Let's go."

Before the words were finished, Norman left the room with his suitcase, and hurriedly left the black market hotel that was already empty.

The streets and alleys outside were very quiet, and there was no one there. When he followed the complicated streets and alleys to the vicinity of the main road, he saw some figures walking slowly forward like walking corpses.

Norman naturally didn't know where these guys came from, but just seeing "they" all heading in the direction of the family mansion, he knew that most of them were Haierbo's subordinates.

"Ok……"

Norman hid in the shadow of some debris in the box, secretly peeping out on the street outside.

In fact, because it is far from the mansion,

And most of them have already gathered at the family side, so there are actually not many living corpses on the street.

However, no matter how little there is, there are still some! These are the subordinates that Hai Erbo made, who knows how strong they are? Maybe they just move slowly when there is no target to attack, and when he appears, they will be quickly besieged?

The old father had already told him to be more cautious along the way. If you are undecided about some possible danger, then treat all possibilities as "inevitable".

"So..." After a moment of hesitation, Norman shook his head, "Let's find a way to detour!"

Now the only exit from this black market is the passage set up by the goblins in the Dark Spirit Pavilion. Norman has already walked through it once before. So he knew very well that he could not avoid this street.

So the so-called "detour" is nothing more than trying to shorten the distance walking on this street.

Fortunately, for Norman, who has lived in the black market since he was a child, the complicated alleys are not an obstacle. After turning around incessantly around the area, he purposefully moved a little closer to the back of the Dark Spirit Pavilion.

"Tick tock... tick tock..."

In the dark alley, not only the sound of Norman's footsteps echoed, but also the sound of dripping water from nowhere. The dense fog made the alleyway extremely deep, making it difficult for people to tell where they had gone through the surrounding scenery.

And it has to be said that the streets and alleys of this black market are already enough to get people around, and Norman came here entirely by memory.

Suddenly, he touched several criss-crossing pipes on the wall. The rusty and bad touch made him understand that he should have gone the right way. The black market potion testing center next door to the Dark Spirit Pavilion is right in front of him.

He walked a few more steps along the wall covered with water pipes, and soon, he saw the corner leading to the street outside again.

There is no back door to the Dark Spirit Pavilion, and next, he has to take the main road.

But at this moment, a series of footsteps came faintly from the other side of the corner, causing Norman to immediately stop his progress vigilantly.

"Is it those living corpses on the street?"

It was already very lucky that I didn't meet the enemy at all during the rounds just now. And right now, his luck seems to have finally run out.

However, Norman didn't hesitate too much. After being stunned for a moment, he immediately put the suitcase in his hand on the ground and opened it quickly.

Then, he walked in without hesitation.

After he was completely submerged in the bottomless box, he stretched out his hand to cover the lid, and the only sound left in the alleyway was the approaching footsteps on the other side of the corner. Getting closer little by little.

...

To be honest, the space in Norman's suitcase is actually not that big. After all, not everyone can superimpose the Untraceable Stretching Curse many times.

But, of course, there was more than enough room for an adult and two children, both under the age of six.

At this moment, Norman was standing on the ladder at the mouth of the box, holding his breath and listening to the figures outside. And when he suddenly heard the sound of "Uncle" from below, he immediately lowered his head and raised his index finger by his mouth, as if silent.

It can be seen that two boys, one big and one small, are sitting at a table in this small "room" at the moment, looking at him with some doubts.

Even though Norman doesn't like these two children very much, he has to admit at this time that these nephews are still very smart.

Perhaps it was because their grandfather had given them strict warnings before they were placed in this box, and now they are all well-behaved. Norman just made a movement, and the two of them really stopped talking.

And it seemed...they seemed to know there was danger out there, too.

Next, Norman waited on the ladder for a long time. After hearing the sound of footsteps outside gradually approaching and then slowly moving away, he dared to gently push open the lid of the suitcase and take a peek.

No problem, the zombie is gone!

"Hide here, don't speak loudly from now on, understand?"

Norman withdrew his head and instructed the two children below again. After they all closed their mouths and nodded in agreement, he climbed out step by step on the ladder.

After Norman left, the two children looked at each other with pursed lips, and the older one suddenly showed an impatient expression.

"bored to death!"