Harry Potter: I Have A Proficiency System

Yes, the protagonist in that photo is obviously Carlos in front of him.

Carlos smiled slightly, looked at the photo, then shook his head slightly and said.

"Oh, this photo is really ugly, can't you show how handsome I am?

The photo is so ugly, who can recognize it?"

The moment Carlos's voice was heard by the killer in front of him.

The Mr. Killer was stunned for a moment, and then, with a smile on his face, he looked at Carlos in front of him and said sadly.

"It doesn't matter, other people can't recognize it, it doesn't matter.

Anyway, as long as I recognize him, then this friend will be my mission this time.

I don’t know what you want to say?

Next, I will hang your body on the wall to notify you that I have completed this task.

Then they will take your head to collect the ransom. "

Carlos shook his head gently, this place was really chaotic.

I can say things like this. right.

Just when Carlos wanted to say something.

Suddenly, he heard someone else's voice ringing next to him.

It was a 173 voice that sounded old and familiar.

Carlos remembered the old man who was at the door of his room, knocking on his door and calling him to come down for breakfast.

Of course, it was a young man disguised as an old man, and the old man spoke slowly.

"Friend, I don't care what grudges you have with him.

I don't care if you actually received any tasks, but I want to remind you.

Taking action here is not a good choice. "

The man was slightly startled. He first turned his head and glanced at the old man next to him.

Then the old man smiled slightly and looked at him.

The next moment, the man didn't know why.

I felt sharp eyes one after another, staring at myself.

That sharp gaze seemed to penetrate and cut all of his body.

The killer didn't hesitate at all, turning around to look for the direction of those sights.

Soon, he discovered that it was more than just a little bit.

Inside the entire restaurant, almost everyone was there.

They all looked at themselves with a strange look.

The sight in these eyes seems to be saying, look! Here comes another fool.

How many days has it been since such a fool came?

When the people in front of him looked at him like a fool.

There was no trace of fear on the face of the killer in front of him.

He seemed to be staring at the people around him one after another with a very strange look.

There was no other factor in his eyes, there was only one thing, and that was murderous intent.

"Everyone, let me first make it clear that if anyone dares to seek death, they can come up and give it a try. I don't want to satisfy everyone.

As the man spoke, he immediately opened his coat.

Then the weapons that were under his coat were revealed one after another.

Among those weapons were daggers, daggers, pistols, and even a handful of sand.

It seems that all kinds of weapons exist under his command.

For a moment, Carlos next to him had a hard time imagining what his coat was made of.

Doraemon's magical pocket? It can actually hold so many things.

He didn't seem to notice the teasing look in Carlos's eyes next to him.

This man is still looking at the figures around him one after another with crazy eyes.

The next moment, he found that the strong man in front of him had disappeared.

That person disappeared very quickly.

Just as he was about to hold the dagger, his hand was caught by him.

The strong man just looked at the troublemaker in front of him quietly, and then he spoke warmly.

"I'll give you one last chance, friend. Now leave here and I can forget about it.

After all, we haven't killed someone (adce) for a long time, and we don't want to get blood on our hands. "

Drop after drop of sweat slowly fell from the forehead of the man in front of him.

Just when this man was about to say something, he realized something was wrong.

Because I don’t know when, groups of people stood behind me.

They all stared at me with very strange eyes.

How is it possible? When did they disappear? When did they appear behind him again?

This killer realized a bad premonition.

At the beginning, he actually thought this store was just an ordinary store.

After all, I opened a store in a commercial street like this.

How could there be such a scary black shop?

But now, he realized that something was wrong. The people inside did not look ordinary.

It was simply terrifying, and even made me feel a sense of confusion.

The sweat on this man's forehead was dripping on the floor drop by drop.

Just when he was about to answer and I understood, I suddenly heard Carlos's voice ringing at the same time.

"Hey, wait, wait, friends, this is my business.

There is no need for you to interfere, since he wants to cause trouble for me.

Then I can give him such a chance, let's go, my friend.

When we go outside, the store has its rules, and we cannot break the rules.

If you really think you can kill me, just come out. "

After Carlos finished speaking, he began to walk outside.

But the customers in the store one after another seemed to be confused.

Of course, after all, this is indeed Carlos's matter, and they can't control it too much.

The guests who were originally preparing to cause trouble for the man in front of them came one by one.

Slowly let go of their hands and let go of the murderous intent in their eyes.

Letting go of their dangerous gaze, they nodded.

Since Casdu said so, it would naturally be as he wished.

The guests came one after another, so they returned to their seats.

Then the bragging, spanking, and breakfast continued.

As for Carlos, he has already arrived in the outer circle.

He stared at the guy in front of him who was covered with countless weapons, and then looked at the two pistols at the moment.

"Let me, let me see, how are you going to kill me?

There is only one chance, remember my friend, you only have this one chance.

Also, I have to remind you before that.

If you lose, I will knock off all your arms.

Just think of it as a consequence of you disturbing me when I'm in a good mood. "

And the man also smiled slightly. He didn't expect Carlos, an ordinary person.

To actually refuse the protection of so many strong men and only want to fight with yourself, isn't that looking for death?