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out of control? Klein was in a tight heart and almost replied.

Although Dunn and Daniel often emphasized the danger of loss of control and the probability of occurrence in front of him, this is still the first time he encountered similar things. Sometimes he was a little scared, somewhat awkward, somewhat scared, somewhat sad, and very complicated.

“A quarter of the events handled each year are out of control for the extraordinary.... And a large part of this quarter is our teammates...” Dunn’s words flashed in his mind, let His reaction seems to be slow.

It’s the old Neil who has experienced too many similar incidents and immediately asked:

“Where are the losers? What do we need to do?”

Klein heard a sigh of relief. He thought that the old-fashioned "semi-retirees" of Neil would find an excuse to reject Swine’s request, or extort a lot of benefits before trying to help, completely ignoring the other party. Without hesitation at all, he entered the state of participation directly, and did not care about the difference between the night and the punitive.

Looking at the old Neil with a serious expression, Klein suddenly understood one thing, that is, no matter the night, the punisher, or the member of the mechanical heart, the goal is to prevent the extraordinary power from harming the innocent and maintaining the city of Tingen. Peace and stability, if you are in a dangerous and urgent situation, your duties are indispensable!

At this time, Swie replied briefly:

"Be my assistant!"

He did not explain why he was out of control, and where the controller was out of control, he hurried to the exit.

The former "Calculator" captain was obviously an old man who was addicted to alcoholism. But Klein found that he couldn't keep up with the other's footsteps and had to run small to barely keep off the team.

He looked at Daniel sideways and saw that the "sister" who showed signs of aging also started running.

The three did not care about the guards along the way, an old naval officer's uniform, a dark classical robe, a black thin trench coat with knees, rushed out of the billiard room and rushed out of the dragon. bar.

Those who drank the oil and poured their oils instinctively could look away from the dogs that caught the mice, and looked at Klein and others.

"Is Swein boss?"

"What is he so anxious to do?"

“Someone owes money to debts?”

......

In the whispered discussion, some drinkers put their attention back into the cage, cheering again, venting the daytime depression, while others were more alert and vaguely uneasy.

Hey!

Klein and Old Neil ran to the opposite side of the road with Swein and ran into the real dock area.

"On that ship." Swein slowed down and pointed to a riverboat cargo ship that was not far away. "The two punitive players are on the top and the out of control, preventing him from entering the Tasok River. You help me influence him, control him, and then I will deal with it."

The old Neil pulled a few breaths like a bellows:

"Okay, but, but you need to give me a minute, call, and restore the state in a minute."

Swein nodded and didn't say more. He rushed to the cargo ship and joined the battle.

Listening to the screaming fight above, Old Neal looked at the slightly nervous Klein, and took out a baby-sized silver piece from the pocket of his waist and handed it over:

"Sleeping spells, opening the mantra is the ‘black night’ word of the ancient Hermes. After reading the mantra, pour your spirituality into it and throw it at the target within three seconds.”

"Yeah!" Klein reached out and caught it.

The front and back sides of this spell are engraved with the spells written in the Hermes language, as well as the symbolic symbols, the corresponding spiritual numbers and the magical signs. He does not need to turn on the vision, but by inspiration, he can perceive the hidden, quiet, deep. Mysterious power.

Old Neil straightens up and takes the same silver spell from the pocket and holds it in the palm of his hand. He walks towards the cargo ship and makes a joke:

"Don't be nervous, relax, think about other things. For example, the spell is that I borrowed you. If you use it, remember to make another one and give it back to me. Of course, you can wait until next month and wait until the material quota is restored. And do this again."

This is...experienced by the old Neil... Klein puts the charm into the left pocket, reaches out and removes the left wheel in the gun pocket, adjusts the firing position and the trigger.

"I feel that I am not nervous..." He carried the gun, a cane, and the old Neil through the gangway and steadily boarded the cargo ship.

This cargo ship has obvious traces of the times. Although it uses steam as the power and has a chimney, it still retains the previous configuration of masts, sails, etc., and only has a metal casing on the surface, and some places use steel, many places. Still made of wood.

The sound of the fight was getting more and more fierce. Klein and Old Neil were waiting to find the entrance into the cabin, and suddenly heard the jingle of the jingle.

The side of the cabin made of wood bursts instantly, the thorns fly, and a figure falls out and hits the ship's side.

Klein couldn't look at the injury of the figure, his eyes were completely focused on the monsters that were flying to the crack.

The monster is more than one meter tall, wearing tattered shirts and trousers that are ruined, and the exposed areas are covered with dark green scales. The gaps between the hands and feet are covered with a film, like the shackles of some aquatic animals.

It has a wrinkled head, faintly visible to humans, and mucus on the scales, which are continually dripping down.

Nourish!

The dark green mucus slightly eroded the deck, leaving a clear trace.

boom! The monster trying to break out of the crack was punched by Swein’s side and struck two steps.

Hey! The muscles of the muscles exaggerated are obviously not as good as the monsters, and the fists and feet clearly hit the other side, but they can't break the scales, which is hard to cause substantial damage. It is very embarrassing and crumbling.

If it weren't for his amazing balance, if there were other punters who would follow the move and shoot, Klein suspected that the blue-eyed old man would be killed by a monster.

Hey! Hey! Hey! Swein keeps retreating and moving forward, just like the moths who know that it is a flame but flutters.

However, Klein felt that he was accumulating what he was waiting for.

boom!

Swein was beaten back a few steps and also blocked the sight of another punitive.

The monster seized the opportunity and immediately rushed to the rip.

It has to escape from the cabin and jump into the Tsock River!

Looking at the head full of wrinkles and floating mucus, Klein raised his right hand and pulled the trigger.

Pong!

The silver hunter bullet hit the monster's torso as he expected, but only shattered the scales and embedded them in half.

The monster suddenly screamed with screams, his feet forced, and the wind rushed out and threw himself at Klein.

The nose was plunged into a thick fishy smell, and Klein slammed into a short body and rolled to the side.

Dangdang! He felt the hull swaying and debris hit him.

At the same time, he heard an old and low voice, a mantra written in ancient Hermes:

"Night!"

Klein rolled another two times, and refused to pick up his cane. He hurriedly raised his gun and looked up. He saw that Neil calmly threw out the spell in his hand, not far from the monster.

The silver flakes were quickly shrouded in a dark red flame, giving a slight explosion.

The deep, quiet power instantly dissipated, and the monster that almost smashed the ship's side shook and the movement became sluggish.

At this time, Swein ran out of the cabin, bullied the monster, twisted his arm, and fired several punches like a machine gun, all hitting the other's head.

However, he can only make a crack and can not cause fatal injuries, but Klein can feel the savings of the blue-eyed old man is about to reach its peak.

boom! The monster seems to have come back, squatting on the arm, and Swift has stepped back five steps, each step on the deck to break the crack.

Seeing that the monster was about to return, and jumping off the cargo ship, Klein quickly took out the "sleeping charm" from his pocket with his left hand.

Then he skillfully read a word in the ancient Hermes language:

"Night!"

Between Horan, Klein only felt that the silver spell in the palm became cold, like a piece of snow.

He didn't think much, pouring his own spirituality into the spell, pulling his shoulders, shaking his arm and throwing it at the monster.

At this moment, the fish-like monster has jumped into the air.

The dark red flame illuminates the surrounding darkness, and the slight explosion sounds like a prelude to hypnosis, which sways quickly.

boom!

The monster fell straight on the dock and fell into a group, briefly entering a state of semi-sleeping.

Klein was waiting to grab the side of the ship and fired at the head of the monster. Suddenly, he saw the squad where the naval officer’s uniform had disappeared and rushed out.

He adjusted his posture in midair and the muscles of his body bulged.

In Kline's inspiration, something that was suppressed to the extreme broke out. Swein descended from the sky and squatted on the monster, then straightened his back and punched it down, hitting the other's head.

Click!

The monster's head is torn apart, dark red blood and gray brain tissue are scattered all over the floor, accompanied by dark green mucus.

“This is one of the abilities of the ‘furious people’?” Kline stood on the side of the broken ship and said silently.

Old Neil glared at his left hand and leaned over, and looked down.

At this time, Swein stood up straight, stood there, staring deeply at the monster that had lost his life under his feet.

He didn't know where to take out a metal jug that was smashed down, pulled the lid off, sipped the half, then tilted the bottle, pointed at the monster, and sprinkled the remaining spirits on the other side.

After doing all this, Swein seemed to become old and had a few points on his back.

Old Neil sighed and looked at the scene below, whispering to Klein:

"I know this out-of-control custodian. He followed Swein for twenty or thirty years. He once cleared the water ghosts who went ashore and killed people, and arrested the evil extraordinary who tried to escape from the Tsock River..."

He didn't go on, but Klein could hear what he was hiding:

Such a "man" who made a lot of credit and killed a lot of monsters eventually turned into a monster.

This is not an isolated case. It is the ending that many night-timers, punters and members of the mechanical heart may have.