Colt stood at the gate of the tower, watching the police car with the North Head Office license plate parked in front of him. While feeling pleased with the driver's drifting skills, he reached out and opened the rear door. Only then did he realize that the person sitting behind the car was not Inspector Lin, but a girl.

"Good morning, Mr. Young Sage, I am the person you are looking for." The young police inspector who emerged from the cab had long silver hair, and her long pointed ears announced that their owner was A high elf - there are several subspecies of elves, among which the silver-haired ones are unique to East Asia. Together with the blond elves, they are called high elves, which is used to distinguish them from those with green hair or other hair colors. of mulattoes separated.

However, the girl had black hair, but this was not something Colt wanted to care about. He stretched out his hand and shook the inspector's hand: "You are a little late, but it's okay, we haven't started yet."

"That's great. There's another traffic jam in New Hangzhou today. The big city is so crowded that it gives me a headache. I'm even thinking about whether I should be transferred to a small place like Lishui." The police inspector followed Colt with a smile. After entering the gate of the tower, the girl looked at everything curiously.

This made Colt a little confused: "This is..."

"My daughter, her father is helping others, and I don't trust her alone. You know, little troublemakers like children, if you don't watch them, they will go to the house and destroy the house." The police inspector said. The sigh made Colt feel pity - especially when a group of naughty children and cubs ran past him.

"Dai Xian, can I go over and play with bears?" the girl asked.

"Go and play, that little bear is the tower's pet, don't get hurt or get hurt by it." Colt smiled and nodded.

He and the inspector watched her run towards the children, who sighed: "Thank you, Your Majesty the Sage."

"It's okay. Children have the right to have fun in the tower, especially on weekends. Please come with me." After Colt finished speaking, he walked to the front.

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Mars followed Meng Zuo into the special underground area - this place was not even marked on the apprentice's map. If Meng Zuo had not had the access code, even a chief apprentice like Mars would have got lost.

Because of this, when Mars followed Meng Zuo to the underground area and walked along the corridor, he saw residents in various cells. Everyone, as long as Mars looked at him, everyone in the cell would be there. Its crimes will immediately appear outside the bars.

Compared to Mr. Pauley's cell where the sun can still be seen, this place is like a sewer.

As for the crimes of these guys, Mars felt a sense of astonishment when he saw them - for example, a corpse was hung on the gallows in the middle of the cell. The introduction said that he was the top of the ghoul sequence and had the source of uniqueness. existence, the tower has been suppressing him ever since it was captured.

"Won't you escape?" Out of curiosity, Mars looked at it specifically.

Then the corpse suddenly stared at Mars and screamed.

Mars subconsciously rolled out the lightsaber with his tail and stabbed the guy.

The low-output lightsaber made of ordinary materials failed to break through its skin, but in Mars' eyes, the purple lightsaber stabbed the left arm of the ghoul boss and penetrated it.

Then the scream turned into a scream, and the wide-eyed ghoul struggled in Mars' eyes like a fish out of water.

"Mars, my apprentice, come here, don't be like a loser who cries like a child when facing holy water." The mentor's call came from the distance.

In front of Mars, the glass wall next to the cell door was rising, and on the open ceiling, a water-spraying shower nozzle was protruding.

The holy water was spraying, the whole body of the ghoul boss was smoking, and it was howling, but a mechanical hand took off the sock from under his feet, kindly balled it up and stuffed it into its mouth.

When the glass wall was fully raised, the entire corridor became quiet.

Mars moved on.

"Young Pansio boy, you did a good job, that ghoul is a savage." A prisoner sat on the sofa and greeted Mars.

"Hello, sir." In Mars' perception, this is a very dangerous existence, but at this time, the prisoner is sitting in a cell with red wine and a sofa like a civilized person, living like a

The rich man on vacation doesn't even have iron bars in his cell.

He is also the last prince of the Vampire Court. In order to escape the pursuit of vampire hunters in Trafanesia, he voluntarily stayed in the tower dark cell. Because of this, his cell is undefended and there is no need to worry.

He escaped to endanger the civilians of New Hangzhou, because there was a fully equipped team of Trafanesian vampire hunters led by three Trafanesian legends waiting for him outside the tower, because the entire Trafanesian

The Sisians are all waiting for the end of the feud between the Traphanesians and the vampires that began in the Age of Destruction.

In the Vampire Museum established by the Trafanesians in the old Free Territory of Trafanesia, there was already a vacant seat waiting for the skull of the vampire prince.

"Okay, don't worry, your instructor is calling you." The prince smiled and stood up: "You don't mind if I follow you to see the excitement."

"No problem, you are free here." After Mars finished speaking, he followed Meng Zuo's pace.

Entering the gate guarded by omnics, Mars saw his mentor, three men hanging on the rack on the wall, his senior brother standing nearby smoking, and an elf.

Ah, Mars recognized her—it was the kind lady who gave Mars a bowl of noodles at the North Headquarters.

"Okay, Mars, you are here. Let me introduce you to these three people. They..." "They are the three people who participated in throwing my father's body into the sea, right?" Mars said.

He came here and looked at his mentor: "Teacher, why did you ask me to come?"

"I want to see how much you have learned from Corgan. I have entrusted the person to you. Can you ask me today?" the instructor asked with a smile.

Mars nodded, then looked at the omnic beside him: "Please borrow a meat grinder from the chef. An older one is fine, but it must be minced finely." After saying that, Mars looked at the man struggling on the torture rack.

The three guys standing there said: "Ah, by the way, I forgot to introduce myself. I am Mars. Maybe you should recognize me. Yes, I am the son of Marais, the guy who was thrown into the sea by you.

's son."

The three guys struggled even more fiercely.

"Don't be too excited. The meat grinder is usually prepared in the Dead Eye Group to punish those useless wastes. I will chop off your left hand and left leg like the team leader. After all, you are indeed such a waste.

But don't worry, your lunch today will be steamed buns stuffed with meat." Mars sighed after saying this. He looked at the three guys who were going crazy and asked his mentor: "Teacher, can you explain it first?

Do you want to open their mouths? I think they have something to say."
Chapter completed!