He Became a Salted Fish After Inheriting Millions of Secret Arts

possible. But now is the 19th century. Moreover, as a supernatural being, Duncan couldn't possibly get a fair trial. A lifetime in the Nightwatch dungeon might be the best ending he could have had.

Thinking about it this way, Duan Feizhuo even felt a little sympathetic to Duncan.

"How? Do you want to let me live, Mr. Mystic?" Duncan asked with a smile.

Duan Feizhuo let out a long sigh. "You hold my handle in your hand, what else can I do?"

He walked up to Duncan and pressed his shoulders.

He had only used the secret technique of healing wounds once, and he used it unconsciously in desperation. He wasn't sure it would work this time.

He concentrated his mind, mobilized the energy in his body, and urged the cells around the wound to automatically regenerate.

But no matter how much energy he mobilized, once injected into Duncan's body, it would be like a mud cow entering the sea, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

"Don't worry about it." Duncan waved his hand away, "This wound was caused by a mystic weapon, and it cannot be healed by a mystic technique. Even my own healing power is useless to it."

"Is there such a thing?" Duan Feizhuo heard this principle for the first time.

It suddenly occurred to him that Z was surrounded by someone who was good at healing secret arts like Xenophon, but he was still blind. Does this mean that Z's eyes were also injured by the occult weapon, so he couldn't recover his eyesight with the occult technique?

Strange, why did he think of Z subconsciously?

"I can keep you for a while." Duan Feizhuo said, "but I hope you can leave as soon as possible. I also have my difficulties."

He can hide Duncan in the secret trading house. That place will never be discovered. Duncan can rest until he recovers.

"Then thank you very much." Duncan closed his eyes.

Duan Feizhuo drew him a key to a secret trading house, and Duncan jumped up.

"Not good." He stared out the window vigilantly.

"What's wrong?" Duan Feizhuo was nervous.

"he came."

"Who?"

Duncan licked his lips, ignored the wounds on his body, opened the window, and jumped down.

"Jack the Ripper," he said.

Duan Feizhuo rushed to the window, overlooking the street below. After landing, Duncan rolled in a circle and barely got up.

Where he was facing, a dark figure slowly emerged from the night mist.

Messy beard and hair, tattered clothes, and a pair of deep eyes.

It was Jack the Ripper that Duan Feizhuo had seen in Scotland Yard prison.

But how is this possible? ! he thought in horror. Wasn't Jack the Ripper controlled by Ms. Q's secret technique? How could he be here alone? What about Ms. Q? What about Mr. R and Xenophon? Didn't they act together?

Then he noticed that there was half a rope hanging around Jack the Ripper's neck. The end of the rope dangled in the wind, as if it had been violently torn.

A chill rose from the soles of Duan Feizhuo's feet, and climbed up his neck along his back.

Jack the Ripper broke free from the shackles of the occult.

He is free.

Duncan stared intently at Jack the Ripper, who was also staring at him with interest.

The former hunter and the prey meet again on the streets of London under the night.

"Finally found you." Jack the Ripper licked his lips, "Come here quickly, I can't wait to taste your flesh and blood!"

Duncan grinned, "It's not certain who will eat today."

Duan Feizhuo immediately drew out the sword from the stone, and also jumped down from the window sill. If he had to choose one of these two people to help, he would rather help Duncan.

However, Duncan raised a hand to stop Duan Feizhuo.

"He is my enemy, let me deal with him." The red-haired young man raised his head and said proudly.

"But you're injured..." Duan Feizhuo glanced at the blood red in his abdomen.

"If I fail, it is my fate." Duncan's eyes were firm. "And I know you are a doctor. I will not let the doctor's hands be stained with blood."

Jack the Ripper laughed loudly when he heard this, "That's pretty cool! Today I'm going to eat you and that kid! Two at a time, what a feast!"