Chapter 175 The Devil Moves

“Indeed, their eyes are strange.” Ellie agreed.

The cashier hummed and said, “Uh-huh, what did I say? Don’t go to that place.”

After that, she pushed the calculator in her hand towards Xing Ze.

After paying, Xing Ze walked out of the convenience store with the bag. Ellie asked in confusion, "Why don't you let me ask her about the missing cases nearby?"

"If you do that, I bet she'll think you're a policeman." Xing Ze replied, "People here don't like policemen."

"How do you know?"

Xing Ze looked at the black thugs smoking cigarettes, chuckled and said, "Because of skin color, but we can ask other people."

He handed the bag to Ellie and walked straight towards the blacks. One of them stood up, spread his hands and shouted, "Yo, what the hell do you want to do, man?"

"Just want to talk."

"Talk about what?" The black man laughed, and the gold earrings on his ears swayed, "Get out of here, or we'll beat the shit out of you."

"Are the people in this town so rude?" Xing Ze said coldly.

The rest of the blacks stood up, their faces were deep, and two of them walked around to the side of Xing Ze.

"I'll say it again, man." The black man with the gold earring shouted, "Get out now, I'll give you a chance."

"Okay, okay," Xing Ze slowly retreated, "I won't disturb your party."

Amidst a round of boos, he retreated to Ellie's side. The eldest lady, holding a lollipop in her mouth, taunted: "Is the conversation going well?"

Just then, a police car drove by, and when passing the convenience store, the police in the car cast a look that was not friendly.

The black gangsters began to curse, and they got up and left reluctantly until the police car honked a few times. The black man with the gold earring also gave the police car a middle finger.

"It's time to try the second round of conversation." Xing Ze muttered and followed the black people.

"I'll wait for you here, Li." The eldest lady was obviously more interested in the sweets in her pocket.

The group of black people turned into the back of the convenience store, and when Xing Ze arrived, they were planning to have something good.

"Okay, guys, we made a mistake in our opening just now." Xing Ze stepped forward quickly, reached out and grabbed a beer bottle on the trash can, and smashed it hard on the head of the person closest to him.

The black man groaned, covered his head and fell to the ground, and the other gangsters reacted. Xing Ze kicked another gangster, and the man was about to punch back, but his dream was shattered.

Immediately afterwards, the other two black men rushed up with strange cries. Xing Ze turned around to avoid the dagger stabbing at him, and then blocked the fist of another man with his left hand.

His right hand quickly attacked, hitting the man's chest accurately and powerfully. In the rapid panting, the man retreated repeatedly.

The black man holding the dagger cursed, turned around and wanted to stab again, but Xing Ze was faster than him.

His wrist was grabbed, and with a sound of bone twisting, the dagger fell to the ground, and his left hand was twisted at a strange angle, and the severe pain soon made him scream.

With a bang, a small hole appeared on the ground in front of Xing Ze, and a wisp of green smoke slowly rose from the hole.

"Fuck you, do you think you are so powerful? Huh?" The black man with gold earrings pointed his gun at Xing Ze and cursed, "Hey, Taylor, come here. Damn, don't be like a woman."

"You, don't move! I swear, you son of a bitch, I swear if you dare to move. I will let your head..."

In that instant, the black man with gold earrings felt a flash in front of his eyes, and he felt that his hand holding the gun was pushed into the sky. He subconsciously fired two shots. It could only be two shots, and then he fell to the ground.

Xing Ze played with the revolver in his hand and said to the group of stunned black people: "Ah, don't move, I have a gun in my hand."

Except for the one with a broken hand who was still screaming, the rest of them were obedient and didn't move, and even their breathing was much quieter.

"Your name is Taylor? "Xing Ze asked the black man who was kicked before.

The man nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Very good, come here, I have something to ask you." Xing Ze took out his wand and cast a few fainting spells, and the rest of the black people fainted on the ground.

"Are you a wizard? Damn it, you are a wizard? Man, don't, I don't..."

"Don't be nervous, friend." Xing Ze put away his wand, "I just want to ask a few questions, but you...you don't seem to give me any chance. "

Taylor didn't dare to talk, everything just happened too fast, this damn man was like a gust of wind, so fast that they were dazzled and had no way to fight back.

Even if it was a gun, yes, even if he faced a gun, he rushed over fearlessly.

Who said he was a wizard. Taylor shouted in his heart, his two sisters were wizards, and every time they came to him, the most words they said to him were to ask him not to provoke wizards.

"Speak, Taylor, you are not dumb, are you? "

Tyler was awakened by Xing Ze's words. He raised his head blankly and asked in panic: "What? Sir, can you say it again?"

"Are there many missing people here?"

The wizard's question made Taylor a little confused. He shook his head at first, but then nodded.

"Give me a definite answer, man." Xing Ze frowned, "Your answer is a bit ambiguous. "

"Um, okay..." Taylor took a deep breath, "A lot, almost every year there are children and old people missing. My cousin, she disappeared three years ago.

"Well, Gemma's brother disappeared four years ago." He pointed at the black man who was knocked unconscious by the beer bottle and said, "Every year, every year there are people missing.

"But the police don't care. Because we are black, even if they are stealing our children, brothers, sisters."

"Who is stealing?"

Taylor didn't continue to speak, he swallowed his saliva, as if he had something to hide.

"Just say it, man. I promise I won't get angry no matter what you say. Or rather, if you keep silent, I might get angry."

Xing Ze pointed the revolver at Taylor, "And, you know, this gun is likely to go off accidentally."

Taylor's body trembled slightly, and he whispered: "Wizards, those wizards are stealing our children."

"Wizards?" Xing Ze sighed with some disappointment, "Of course, of course it's wizards."

Taylor saw that Xing Ze didn't believe it and seemed a little dissatisfied. He muttered, "Those wizards on Wutong Street are demons."

"What did you say?"

"No...nothing?"

"No, no, no." Xing Ze waved his hand, "Say what you just said again."

Under Xing Ze's cold gaze, Taylor repeated what he just said.

"Demons? How do you people here call those pure-bloods, uh, those noble wizards?"

Taylor nodded, "Not just us, people in the whole town call them that."

The demon moved. Xing Ze remembered the message, and calmed down and asked again: "One last question, tell me about this church."

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