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Chapter 84 Strong Lungs!

Use the top of the remaining wire before to complete a small hook and penetrate the gap. Fortunately, the windows of this factory use the simplest latch type. As long as you hook the convex part and lift it up, the window will naturally open.

After slitting through the window, I smelled the extremely strong smell of raw meat before I even landed. Donald shrank his nose and tried to slow down his breathing.

Their current location is behind a pile of debris, iron chains and wooden boxes provide them with concealment.

"Hey, throw it straight into the machine."

Before he could find where Griffin was, Donald heard this first.

Throw it in the machine? This is a meat processing factory!

What's going on? Isn't it kidnapping? Are the kidnappings now so direct?

Kidnapping, killing people, destroying corpses and traces, and in one step.

No money is required.

"It's not a kidnapping, you see, they didn't put a rope on Mr. Griffin at all, they were here to kill people!"

Sherlock half-squatted behind a shelf, and finally found the insider of the factory through the gaps in the utility room.

The door was closed, and there was a loud sound of falling gates, and the nearby meat processing machine made a loud noise.

Donald finally found an observable location at this time.

A man in a brown coat was directing the action with both of them on his back, with his hands behind him, both wearing white gloves.

In front of him, there were vaguely several subordinates holding Griffin.

"I am Baron Joser Griffin, who are you? Are you afraid of death when you dare to treat me like this? Is anyone there? Help!"

Griffin woke up, but he saw a completely unfamiliar environment. He was dragged to the meat grinder next to him. His desire to survive immediately began to struggle and call for help.

Unfortunately, the place built by this meat processing factory is remote and covers a large area. In addition, the factory gates are closed, so people outside want to know that this sound is probably not good.

"Didn't you say that you killed it directly on the road? Why is it still alive!"

The howling seemed to have annoyed the commander. He stepped forward and kicked Griffin over, then said:

"Forget it...Jother Griffin, isn't it good to enjoy life? Have to go against us, don't worry, in a moment, you will lose consciousness. The equipment has just been replaced, and the guillotine inside is sharp enough."

"Don't, don't kill me, sir, sir! We can talk about... Want money? How much do others give you, I'll double it, no... As long as you offer a price, you will definitely not bargain, and make people prepare immediately. I think you must have misunderstood. I haven't done anything recently!"

Joser Griffin couldn't accept it when he thought of how he looked like when he came out of the machine.

"Double? You can't give me what I want, why are you standing there? Take it away."

There is no room for negotiation. These people only need life and no money.

"Prepare to start, they are going to kill people, Joser Griffin is a nobleman again, we have reason to protect him, and the police station will let him bear it."

The nobles of this era still had certain privileges and could not beat, smash, loot and burn at will. However, when they encountered dangers, the government would basically turn a blind eye.

Besides, if you follow me, you can't watch the other party send the person into the machine.

He also carries clues about the disappearance of the girl.

Bang!

Before Donald could respond, she kicked the shelf in front of her and walked out directly in the gap on the edge.

"Don't move, whoever moves will kill whoever moves."

This way of entry is very direct, but it is also the only way at present. Donald also took out his gun and carried his bag beside him.

"A bunch of idiots, this is not done well!"

The two people who appeared in front of him proved that their subordinates were followed on the way with Joser Griffin, and turned around and kicked the person closest to him.

He completely ignored the aim of the two muzzles!

"Let go of Mr. Griffin or I'm going to shoot."

"Let him go? You will die too!"

Unbuttoned his coat and exposed the hilt of his waist. His weapon was not a gun, but a short knife.

He pulled the knife and walked forward, as if he didn't care about the guns in the hands of the two.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Sherlock didn't hesitate and fired the gun directly.

Three consecutive launches.

Facing people, Sherlock has confidence in his marksmanship.

Huh ~

The sound of air shaking suddenly sounded in the air, and a strong wind rushed towards us. The cargo boxes behind us flipped several times, and the hanging iron chains jingled, making Donald unable to even open his eyes.

After calming down, I saw that the other party held his hand in a cylinder shape and placed it in front of his mouth.

A light-colored air wall appeared in front of her, and the bullets shot by Sherlock were being bound in it.

"Hey, just try my abilities with you."

The knife-holder standing behind the air wall moved forward step by step, blowing air in front of him as he walked and played. The air hood formed by the airflow condensed and pushed forward in front of him.

A wall of air that can keep moving forward!

"Shit, such guys can actually have talent... If you go to deal with those minions, I will hold him back, remember to help me later."

Sherlock seemed to trust Donald a little too much, did he find out?

"Then be careful, I will deal with his subordinates as soon as possible."

Donald didn't think much about it at this time. Gryffind was the key, he couldn't die, and several of the other party's subordinates seemed to be carrying guns.

Don't worry about Sherlock's side, Donald just glanced at the knife-holder and then headed straight to his subordinates.

Huh ~

It was the previous voice again. Donald turned his head and saw the knife-holder doing the same movement. This time it was not an air wall.

"Hey! Your opponent is here!"

Since she said she wanted to hold on, Sherlock naturally would not let the other party interfere with Donald's actions. He noticed that the air wall in front of him was rapidly declining as the knife-holder prepared again.

The air wall needs to be continuously injected into the air he exhales to maintain it.

Without hesitation, he shot another shot and directly consumed one-third of the gas.

Force the knife holder to turn around again and inject the air into the air wall in front of him.

"If you guys can't kill him, they will all die!"

He shouted, adjusted his position, no longer cared about the person who was walking around, and he was determined to solve the one in front of him first.

Every time he breathed several times slower than ordinary people, his strength was extremely strong. Even Sherlock, a few meters away, could also hear his breathing.

Talent: Strong lungs!

The knife-holder followed behind the air wall and pushed forward. As long as he approached, he would chop off the other party's hands, and the gun would naturally belong to him.

"I've slaughtered this guy, you guys come first."

Several minions also took out weapons, including short knives, sticks, and guns. They knew very well about the boss's methods. If they couldn't even kill this little guy, they would feel ashamed!

The four of them stepped forward together, and the remaining one grabbed Griffin with one hand and wanted to cut it down with a knife in the other hand.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Donald shot without hesitation, and the bullet hit the man closest to him, who collapsed on the bottom without saying a word.

There was no way, and they stepped forward together. Donald's marksmanship was not accurate enough to aim at the person behind from the wall.

"Kill him!"

The distance between the two sides was no more than 10 meters. Donald's three shots solved one, but the remaining three people had already come to him, and Gryffin behind them was also on the verge of life and death.

No longer hiding, Donald quickly mobilized his mental power, stretched out his empty left hand, spreading his five fingers towards Griffin a few meters away.
Chapter completed!
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