Mysterious city

Jiang Zhe couldn't care about anything else. All he could do was breathe in the fresh air.

The cool air was greedily sucked into his abdomen. People who have never crawled out of a dirty grave cannot experience this "pleasure".

When he raised his head tremblingly, the strange "man" just now had completely disappeared.

It was as if it had never happened before, and the scene and everything just now were just Jiang Zhe's imagination.

But Harvey's remains on the ground and the severe pain in his body were still there, and everything was so real.

To be honest, Jiang Zhe wouldn't find it too strange if the man suddenly sprouted a pair of black wings that covered the sky and flew away.

But he disappeared on the spot without any reason. There is nothing more strange than this.

But Jiang Zhe didn't have the time to think so much. The experience just now had exhausted all his strength.

"We can't just fall here. If Dany wakes up and sees this tragic image, she will definitely be frightened."

Jiang Zhe struggled to get up from the ground, but his eyelids refused to obey and closed heavily.

When Jiang Zhe regained consciousness again, a ray of warm sunshine was shining on his chest, making him feel very comfortable.

But Jiang Zhe quickly came to his senses and jumped out of bed.

"Where am I?"

Jiang Zhe asked in panic, but then pain spread all over his body quickly, almost making him faint again.

This feeling is as if all the bones in the body have been broken and then roughly put back together.

"Don't worry, you're safe now."

A cold voice came, but this "long-lost" Dongguo dialect made Jiang Zhe feel extremely at ease.

A young man who looked about the same age as Jiang Zhe was sitting on a chair and said casually.

Under the sunlight, the young man's face looked as if it had been carved by a knife, with clear outlines.

With his sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, his face was like a crown jewel, and the heating in the room was fully turned on, but this young man just sat there quietly, making the whole room feel as if it was winter and the chill was pressing.

After seeing this person, Jiang Zhe's heart was relieved, and he felt tired again.

He felt at ease.

The person who came was none other than Kenshin.

With this man around, it seems like all dangers can be averted.

"Master, master. Why are you here?"

Jiang Zhe asked with a sigh of relief. He glanced at the bedside casually and found "Harrington Hotel" engraved on the bedside table.

This high-end and luxurious hotel was indeed Kenshin's usual noble and elegant style, and he was right.

"Passing by."

Kenshin replied briefly, but this lame reason made Jiang Zhe's brows jump slightly.

Passing by?

Traveling all the way from Dongguoan City to Los Angeles City in the United States?

Even if it's a lie, can you please make up a more reliable lie?

However, Jiang Zhe couldn't care less about exposing Jian Xin, because he had more important information to report at this moment.

"Master, I met someone yesterday."

He was just about to explain what happened last night to Jian Xin in detail, but Jian Xin waved his hand, indicating that Jiang Zhe didn't need to talk any more.

"No need to say any more, I know everything."

He still had the attitude that if he said one more word, he would die.

The emotional Jiang Zhe slowly fell back onto the bed.

Although he was out of danger at the moment, the terrifying pressure and strong sense of threat from the mysterious man last night still lingered in Jiang Zhe's mind.

He wanted to know the identity of that guy, but Jiang Zhe knew his master too well.

If Kenshin didn't want to say more, there was no point in asking him.

"I brought something for you."

After a brief silence, Kenshin pointed to the table beside him.

Jiang Zhe looked in the direction of his finger and found a bag of hot meals neatly placed on the table.

"Wow, Master, you are so considerate!"

Jiang Zhe immediately pounced on it like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey.

However, before he could reach the corner of the table, Kenshin put his hand on his head and was unable to move any further.

"It's not food. Open the box and take a look."

Kenshin said coldly, with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

Jiang Zhe was stunned when he heard this, and then he discovered that there was a very exquisite silver box next to the bag of food.

"Is this... for me?"

Jiang Zhe's mouth opened in surprise. When did this iceberg-like cold man become so warm?

Jian Xin nodded and signaled Jiang Zhe to open it and take a look.

Jiang Zhe gently opened the button on the box and carefully opened the small silver box.

As soon as the box was opened, a burst of dazzling light came over, making Jiang Zhe squint his eyes.

After being briefly dizzy, two revolvers appeared in Jiang Zhe's sight.

One is gold and one is silver.

Unlike the exquisite and compact silver box, these two revolvers do not look like modern works at first glance.

The rough appearance exudes a simple and heavy atmosphere, and there are no patterns on the handle.

It's simple to the extreme, without any extraneous configuration.

A heavy sword has no edge, and a heavy sword has no skill.

"This, this is."

Jiang Zhe was confused for a moment and looked up at Jianxin in confusion.

"For you."

"A work by the alchemist Maeve. The golden one represents blessing and the silver one represents forgiveness."

Kenshin gave a brief introduction. When Jiang Zhe heard this, he was so frightened that he quickly pushed the box to Kenshin.

There is no need to ask about the origin of these two revolvers. Just look at the workmanship and you will know that they are not ordinary objects.

But Jiang Zhe was still surprised when he learned that this was the work of "Mave".

Even before the decline of alchemy, Maeve was the premier alchemist.

The artifacts produced by him are only at two levels: works of art and unparalleled treasures.

In modern times where alchemy has completely declined, this kind of thing is infinitely more valuable than those priceless jewels.

"Master, this is too expensive. I can't have it!"

Jiang Zhe understood that even Constantine, who was several levels higher than himself, was not qualified to use such a powerful "artwork".

How can he be so virtuous?

"Take it. With it, you can protect yourself better."

However, Jian Xin looked unquestionable, and Jiang Zhe was more respectful than obeying his orders.

Even though he was very restrained in his inner excitement, he still couldn't help but feel like a child, overflowing with joy.

Of course, this is no wonder Jiang Zhe. The significance of a powerful alchemical weapon to Constantine is immeasurable.

This is not just a weapon, it is a trump card that can give your life an extra layer of protection, and it is a partner that can save you in times of crisis.

"Okay, let's pack our things. We are going back. There are still things to do."

Seeing Jiang Zhe so happy, Jian Xin's eyes seemed to flash with a smile.

"Okay, boss!"

Jiang Zhe said with a smile, and immediately ran to wash up in a hurry.

When Jiang Zhe ran past the suitcase, a photo quietly slipped out of the gap.

He didn't notice this scene, but Kenshin frowned slightly when he saw it.

Kenshin gently picked up the photo from the ground and put it in front of his eyes to examine it.

The photo showed a smiling young couple and a sad-looking child.

Kenshin gently rubbed the photo with his fingers, a rare warmth showing between his usually tough brows.

"Long time no see. I almost broke my promise."