Fortunately, the Main Line is at Hogwarts

Everything in the field was collapsed to the extreme, the string in Carrie's heart, and the butchers approaching all around, but at this moment, in the darkness, another voice came suddenly.

The voice of a strange man.

Like a flame of light in the dark No, it's not like, it's like.

A voice came from the darkness, followed by a little fire, which flickered sleepily in the darkness, as if it might go out at any moment.

But under Carrie's gaze, it didn't go out in the end, but enlarged a little bit, became clear, and illuminated the face behind the fire.

"Crack!"

Charles put on the lighter, took a deep puff of the cigarette, and then exhaled white mist.

Cigarettes left, and Ciel's face melted back into the darkness, but he resurfaced soon after.

The light of the fire was beating like Carrie's heart.

"Hey, what about you?"

With a cigarette in his mouth, Charles gestured to the person in front of Carrie.

"That's right, it's you big fool."

………………

Cigarette, of course, can smoke, and Draco, who is not bad for money, cigarettes, cigars, beer and champagne, they are always coming, and even in many folk magics, cigarettes themselves are one of the mediums for casting spells.

He just doesn't smoke very often.

When he came to this real world, he rarely touched these things that were harmful to his body.

But he does need a cigarette to calm down now.

Don't think it's easy for him to fight against Jason, Tiger Willie, or Michael. These three guys have very good fighting power. Style, not everyone can resist.

Thanks to his rich combat experience and familiarity with these people, Charles was able to lead Beth around dangerously.

His chicness and freedom are all for Beth to see. Even if he is a handsome guy, there is a difference between fleeing in embarrassment and walking on the enemy's blade.

In fact, this can be said to be an extreme micro-operation.

Only Shire knows the hard work and a lot of effort involved.

Besides, Beth, who drank most of the bottle of red wine before, is a bit over the top. She pestered him to ask him to have a glass too. In this kind of occasion, even Charles would not be so chic as to get himself drunk. He needed keep Calm.

Therefore, he needs a root to calm down.

"Where did you come from again?!"

The man looked at Shire from top to bottom, as if trying to pull him out of the darkness.

"If you must know an answer."

"You can think I crawled out of hell, think of the innocent people you killed, I'm an avenger."

"Wow, I didn't even know you had such a sense of justice."

Beth, who was drunk, was obviously much bolder than before. She would definitely not be able to speak under normal circumstances, but at this time she suddenly made a sound.

"You don't know I have a lot going on."

Seeing that it wasn't Madison, Charles felt relieved for the time being. He put his arms around Beth and swore his sovereignty.

Then he waved to Carrie.

"Still coming?"

Carrie's feet were still a little soft, even slippery on the soles of her feet, but she still scrambled and ran over, moving swiftly like a wild cat stealing food, shivering like a stupid cat falling into the water, shivering in Shire With Beth's back, it seems to have found a pillow castle that can keep her safe.

The people in front of her didn't stop her, perhaps because they thought that the three of them were caged birds and couldn't escape.

During this time, they have surrounded the three of them.

Hearing what Charles said, the man's expression changed and became very interesting, as if he was beginning to think about something.

"Another emissary of justice with too much justice?"

"I like you the most."

"hiss!"

Charles took another breath, then smiled.

He knew this guy in front of him, this bunch of guys.

It is probably from the rich European perverts and their vicious dog thugs in the plot of the Human Skin Inn. From their shouts and Charles' memory, it can be corresponded.

Why they love justice is because they are funny.

The Human Skin Inn can be opened, obviously not just a small innkeeper can do it, they and the buyers have formed a huge giant network, justice does not exist at all.

The occasional messenger of justice, like a hummingbird strayed into a giant net, serves no other purpose than to add a touch of fun to them.

Think about it, when a strong, brave, and self-proclaimed resolute messenger of justice falls into their hands and becomes the same as those victims in the past, will he continue to be righteous and brave?

It's even more interesting if it's a woman.

And unfortunately, because the modeling of the characters in the plot is not bad, the FBI of righteous women occupies the majority, and most of them are also very beautiful.

The Charles in front of them reminded them of these messengers of justice.

For a long time, I haven't had fun.

"That's enough, Uriel, stop talking nonsense and get rid of him."

A voice came from the back of the crowd again, making the man who was looking at Shire jokingly, that is, Uriel, look serious.

This is one of their bosses, Ms. Sophia.

Sophia's reminder reminded Uriel that this world is very strange, it is no longer the world they were familiar with in the past, and it is better to be careful in everything.

He suppressed his smile.

"Today is your lucky day, boy, I will give you a happy day."

As he spoke, he raised the gun in his hand, and there were several figures behind him in the same movement.

Charles smiled again, and flew out the remaining half of the cigarette.

"What should you say at this time?"

He turned to Beth and said.

Beth wrinkled her nose in distaste, and her milky white skin was wrinkled like milk. She didn't like the smell of cigarettes.

"Smoke is not a good thing."

She said sullenly.

"Okay, I get it, but not this one."

Beth's eyes were a little blurred, and she seemed a little sleepy.

"I know, it's a flash, and then it burns."

"correct answer."

The communication between the two was not loud, but it was also not low. This abnormality made Uriel feel uneasy. He squinted his eyes and made a quick gesture with his hands.

The next moment, without any warning, several people started shooting together.

"Bang bang!" "Bang bang bang!"

But at this moment, the figures of the three Charles in the middle disappeared without a trace like ghosts, as if they had really merged into the darkness.

But Uriel clearly saw that at the moment before disappearing, the man seemed to be gesturing to himself, as if he was saying something, as if he was saying...

"Where to look, this is what you should look at."

"Look, the flames are so gorgeous and bright red. Does it look like the blood of the girls you bathed?"

The voice came from behind.

Uriel turned around suddenly, but what moved faster than him was the burning pain coming from his body.

"ah!!!"

He let out a shrill scream, his movements had been deformed by the burning, he found himself in a flame, and from the corner of his eye, he could see that almost everyone was like this.

A sea of ​​fire enveloped them.