Chapter 257 (1/2)
The three quickly come out of the cafe. When Su Ming wants to pay with us dollars, the bald boss just slips the money back into his hand.
He looked at the German people sitting in the cafe. The mood in his eyes flashed. He lowered his voice to Su Ming's ear and whispered.
”For France.”
Su Ming nodded slightly. He couldn't explain anything. Even if it just gave the owner some illusions, it was hope.
He withdrew from the street with his doctors and mages, and soon got into the crowd of German soldiers and headed for the direction of Ares square where the Eiffel Tower is located.
It's crowded, and it's easier to get away from tracking.
Not long after they left the cafe, the Warlock's pursuit team was sure to lock in the location of the cafe. They first searched upstairs and found traces left by the three.
Although the cafe owner tried his best to clean it up, the magic marks could not be wiped off with a rag.
The pursuers tortured the shopkeeper, but he insisted that he didn't know and would rather die.
The Warlock's leader gradually lost patience. His men grabbed the cafe owner from left to right and put the man with a black face in the middle of the bar.
”For the last time, where was the man upstairs? What does it look like? ” The sorcerer inquired in French with a strong nasal sound, and his hands lit up a black flame.
This ghostly flame enveloped the entire cafe in a dangerous atmosphere, which contained the power of destruction.
The bald boss had fear in his eyes, but was soon replaced by firmness. He looked at the black fire and tried to open his swollen eyes: ”I forgot.”
Warlock leader all angry smile, do not know so-called mortal, then take out your soul, torture again.
He raised the black fire and pressed it on the coffee shop owner's chest in the fear eyes of the people around him.
There are many German officers in the shop, but they can't interfere with the owners of this kind of terrorist force. The warlock army is directly under the head of state, and their authority is even above the SS.
But not everyone. A young officer sitting in the corner spoke.
”Stop it.”
He stood up and straightened out his black leather coat. His golden hair came out from under the brim of his hat. He had a smile on his face.
In an instant, he became the focus of attention, and before that, no one even noticed that there was such a guy in the corner of the cafe.
Obviously, he is extremely handsome, but people always subconsciously ignore his existence. If he didn't stand up and speak at this time, this situation would continue.
The warlock leader did not intend to listen to the orders of others, but a blue beam of energy passed through the black fire in his hand and destroyed the wall on the other side.
The red bricks turned into crumbs, and the beautiful glass windows turned into crystal like semi liquid particles, which flew out of the cafe like someone had thrown a handful of sand into the street.
The black fire shook and went out.
The warlock angrily looked over there. The young officer was accompanied by a small group of soldiers. Although they were civilian clothes, their weapons were bright blue.
”Hydra...”
the young man raised his blue gloved hand, gently flicked his own collar, and then straightened the badge at the collar: ”correct, it's still a major general of the imperial army. A few days ago, the head of state awarded the knight's Iron Cross Medal.”
The warlock leader wiped his hand on his robe. The blue energy just now made the skin of his palm crack open, and black blood gushed from it.
”We are the head of state's mysteries adviser, do not need your nine headed snake guidance.”