Spellcasting Heavens

In the middle of the night, in a dilapidated alley in North Brooklyn full of gangs, drugs, and crime, two tall white men were nervously observing the movements around them. The broken house looked around, as if waiting for something.

They didn't even notice that at the top of a three-story building fifty meters away, several people were closely watching their every move...

"How is it, has the target appeared?" Zhang Cheng asked without raising his head as he flipped through the tattered notes on his hand.

It has been about ten hours since he accepted the task. With the help of Ralph, a local smuggler, he finally found a clue about the target, which is the dilapidated house not far from the opposite side.

According to clues provided by a homeless man sleeping next to a dumpster, terrifying biting noises and piercing howls have been heard frequently in recent weeks, and even a pungent smell of blood can be smelled near the door. , all of which are characteristics that only a werewolf will have when they gather.

Obviously, most of the werewolves who originally lived in New York have completed their registration under various lords.

So this pack of werewolves must be from outside, and the name is Salas, the werewolf leader, and he may be hiding inside.

As for the note in his hand, it is a research record made by Ralph when his ability was just awakened. There are about 2,500 mysterious symbols, and only a few are marked with a brief description. He himself only figured out the explosion. this one combination.

I have to say that when Zhang Cheng got his notes, the first thought that popped into his heart was "destroying things."

Exactly!

Even if he has not yet deciphered the meaning and function of any symbol, he can judge that this is an extremely complex system based on the two thousand and five hundred symbols that can resonate with magic power, and it is no better than Dara. However, the research results of the mages are far worse, and maybe even stronger.

But Ralph is better. He stopped in-depth research after coming up with an explosive combination. He picked up the shotgun he rebuilt himself and embarked on a journey. By accepting tasks, he earned a lot of money and improved his impoverished life.

Perhaps as there is a saying, poverty can greatly limit a person's vision and imagination. Many times the poor do not know how precious the things they give up are. After all, they have done their best to survive, and they have no energy to think about the future.

Ralph didn't notice the pity in Zhang Cheng's eyes, and replied in a low voice, "Not yet! But I can already confirm that the two guys at the door are 100% werewolves."

"Yes! If they weren't werewolves, I'd eat the socks on my feet that haven't been washed for three days." A young man in his early twenties next to him also interjected.

"Oh? How did you identify it? Why can't I see it at all?" Zhang Cheng closed the note and asked curiously.

In any case, he is still a standard newbie in the underground world, and he has no experience at all. Now that he encounters an expert, he naturally needs to ask clearly.

"Hehe, Mr. Wizard, it's quite easy to judge werewolves, please pay attention to their arms. Due to their frequent transformations, all werewolves will habitually put their arms in front of them, rather than on their sides like normal people. Other than that , Werewolves also rely heavily on a keen sense of smell, and often wiggle their noses. Usually, as long as a person has the above two characteristics at the same time, he is basically a werewolf." Another young mixed-race black girl came over and explained.

Zhang Cheng nodded thoughtfully: "I see, so how long will we wait? We've been waiting for six hours since the evening. If the target doesn't appear, we have to wait forever?"

"No, there's no need. If the target doesn't appear after midnight, then we will take the initiative to launch an attack and capture a few prisoners for interrogation. Although the werewolves have always been known for their loyalty to the tribe, we have a little time and can still be determined by our will. Weak guy got some information." Ralph said with a cruel expression on his face.

There is no doubt that his implication is to repeatedly torture and abuse the werewolf until the other party can't stand the torture and takes the initiative to speak.

At this time, the werewolf's proud super self-recovery ability, instead of saving them, would become a terrifying burden.

You must know that many excellent interrogators must consider comprehensive factors such as the youth, health, and psychological endurance of the prisoners when they torture prisoners, so as to prevent the sudden death of half of the prisoners or the mental breakdown of the torture.

But werewolves don't need it. As long as they are not killed directly, no matter how severe the trauma, they will recover as before in a very short period of time.

Zhang Cheng raised his arm and glanced at his watch, and said with a chuckle, "Okay, there are ten minutes until midnight, I hope the guy in the photo will appear, or else I'll have to go around to find out the news, sixty gold dinars will be earned. It's really not easy."

"Yeah, it's really not easy..." Ralph's mouth kept twitching, and he lowered his head in agreement.

In fact, what he wanted to say in his heart was: You are still picky for sixty gold dinars! Give me this price! Let even the President of the United States dare to assassinate!

In fact ~www.wuxiahere.com~ This middle-aged man has been in the underground world for many years, and he has never received a few commissions to pay gold dinars. Most of the time he earns dollars.

If someone really gave him the task of gold dinar, he would choose to give up.

The reason is very simple. High reward means high risk. He doesn't want to die in an unknown corner because of greed.

Time flies, ten minutes passed in the blink of an eye, just when the magic hunter team was about to leave the roof and launch a surprise attack on the old house, a black truck suddenly pulled out from the corner and parked at the door of the old house.

The two guys guarding the door said nothing, ran over to open the back door, and dragged out four young girls whose mouths were sealed with tape from the carriage.

One of them, Zhang Cheng, also knew that it was the white girl who blocked the door of the apartment a few days ago, asking him to tell who his sister was killed by.

"Hehe! Tonight's goods are good! Where did you get them?" The slightly fatter werewolf stuck out his tongue and licked the face of a terrified girl.

"Old place! Especially her, who dared to rush into our hunting grounds and try to kill me with a revolver." Another werewolf jumped out of the cab and pointed to his shirt stained with bright red blood .

"Hahahaha! Interesting! You forced a little girl to transform?"

"Shut up! I assure you that she's a total lunatic! She rushed in without saying a word, and just pulled the trigger. I swear, I'll give her a good look later."

"Calm down! The leader needs twenty virgins to complete the ritual, and no one can touch her until then, understand?"

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