A Weird Theater That Started In London Chapter 43

　　 Stone Heart Group, the top floor of the building.

　　 An old man in a suit and leather shoes was lying on a hospital chair with several catheters inserted in his body.

　　In order to survive, Palmer needs to receive regular medication, dialysis, and rely on various cutting-edge medical methods to survive.

　　 And the black bodyguard Duncan was standing by, silently manipulating the instrument, and doing his loyalty to his benefactor and employer.

　　 However, since yesterday, Duncan was a little shaken. He suddenly felt that Mr. Palmer had become so strange that he had brought disaster to the world for his own sake.

　　 "That guy named Ehorst is all to blame. He bewitched Mr. Palmer."

　　 Duncan whispered in his heart, while throwing the used needle into the trash can.

　　 At this time, the elevator door opened.

　　 However, neither of the two in the room went to see it.

　　Because, apart from Palmer himself and Duncan, the bodyguard, the only person who has the authority to enter the top floor without notification is Ehorst.

　　 Of course, it does not include a monster that can climb stairs with bare hands, wear a mask, and always refuses to show its true colors.

　　 is of medium height, thin body, and a suit.

　　 Obviously, it was Ehorst who came. He quickly walked to the hospital bed, ignored the bodyguard Duncan on the side, and said in a commanding tone: "You must fulfill your promise and clear the obstacles for the blood ancestors!"

　　 "Let the FBI take action, hunt down the little policeman named Lu Li, and suppress the news. I know that with your power, you can easily do this."

　　 In fact, Duncan had never seen Ehorst so anxious, like a beast being forced to the edge of a cliff.

　　 At this time, Palmer pressed the button and the bed slowly rose, his voice was very weak:

　　 "As long as the blood ancestor gives an order, I will immediately mobilize resources to suppress all public opinion and appease those citizens who have learned part of the truth."

　　 "But, who has the ability to arrest the policeman named Lu Li, let alone, there is a mysterious accomplice around him who is helping him."

　　 Ehorst was speechless. He was the most beloved servant of the blood ancestor. Compared with the low-level Returning Soul Corpse, he had wisdom, reason, and ability more outstanding, and he could even move instantaneously.

　　 However, when facing Lu Li, there is still no chance of winning, so let alone ordinary people.

　　 Thinking a little, Ehorst thought of another ally, and couldn't help asking: “Mr. Zhou, he has a satellite phone in his hand, you should be able to contact...”

"I am here."

　　 Sitting on the rooftop on Sunday, enjoying the night view of the city, he answered casually because he heard someone mention himself.

　　 "Sir, the master hopes that someone can take action to get rid of the little policeman who got in the way."

　　 After finishing speaking, Ehorst squeezed a smile and did his best to release kindness.

　　 is like this because it can't understand the other party's mind at all, let alone why the other party wants to help the blood ancestor.

　　Want to get white blood?

　　 Or, do you want to become a soul-returning corpse?

　　 The second possibility is minimal.

　　 Thinking of this, Ehorst walked to the rooftop and stood shoulder to shoulder with Zhou Tian:

　　 "If you are willing to help, the blood ancestor will give three drops of white blood as a reward."

　　White blood?

　　 Zhou Tian was stunned.

　　 Frankly speaking, he never hoped to get anything in return from the blood ancestors, let alone what role white blood had.

　　 However, now that he can get benefits from the blood ancestor, Zhou Tian will naturally not refuse. He whispered: "Let's talk, there is something I need to do."

　　 "An hour ago, your deceased forcibly broke into the headquarters of the abc broadcasting company and made part of the truth public..."

　　 Almost subconsciously, an unknown premonition surged in Zhou Tian's heart: "Where is the video? Show me."

　　 Around two o'clock in the morning.

　　 A black Mercedes drove out of the Shixin Group's underground parking lot. Looking at the direction, it should be to Times Square.

　　 "What do these two guys call for their hands? Do you want to hunt down the corpses?"

　　 Inside the carriage, Zhou Tian glanced at the navigator and murmured.

　　 Now, light and dark alternate.

　　 The blood ancestors didn't know what Lu Li was making. They could only send someone to track and investigate, and they were in a very passive position.

　　 No one noticed that a white Volkswagen parked next to the Shixin Group headquarters building.

　　 "Palmer, a familiar surname."

　　 An old sigh came from beside.

　　 Duke turned his head, he found that Abraham had pulled out Sadhu's sword and was looking forward in a daze.

　　 "Master, do you know the careerist named Palmer?" Lu Li pulled out the car key and walked over, "If possible, I hope this guy can get lost and turn the situation around with us."

　　From the moment the plane landed on the ground, everything was arranged clearly.

　　 It is not difficult to see from this that the influence of Mr. Palmer is indeed huge and worthy of being wooed.

　　 Of course, there is a premise: He is still a human being, not a blood-thirsty monster such as a corpse.

　　 "It's impossible!"

　　 "The Palmer I know is despicable and shameless, and his speech is full of fraud, like a poisonous snake."

　　The words fell, the old man shook his head and walked towards the hall with a sword.

Decades ago, when he was a professor of history at the University of Poland, he met a wealthy businessman named Palmer. This guy also believed that there was a terrible evil in the world and provided him with a lot of funds for research and tracking. Blood ancestor.

Over time, the two became friends and confidantes. However, Abraham suddenly discovered one day that everything Palmer had done was for his own self-interest. The so-called financial support was nothing more than a pretense. His true purpose was to think. Contact the dark side of the world and get immortality from the blood ancestor.

　　Because of this ~www.mtlnovel.com~ The two parted ways, and they didn't know each other.

　　 Unfortunately, fate is always so elusive.

　　 After nearly 40 years, two centenarians met again, from friends to strangers to enemies.

　　 And Lu Li hoped that this time, they could clear up their previous suspicions, and once again move towards the joint.

　　 As for the temptation or the threat?

　　 depends on how Mr. Palmer chooses.

　　 Anyway, Lu Li is imperative.

at the same time.

　　 On the top floor of the group headquarters building, Ehorst is saying his final goodbye to Palmer.

　　 "The human body is too weak. In order to ensure that the plan does not go wrong, the owner specially arranged a few bodyguards for you." Without giving the opponent the opportunity to refuse, Ehorst clapped his hands directly.

　　 The next moment, Duncan heard the sound of running at high speed from the ceiling. He subconsciously pulled out the pistol and pulled the trigger at the black shadow above his head.

boom! Bang bang!

　　 The sound of gunfire triggered the alarm, and four heavily armed security teams immediately rushed to the top floor.

　　 However, Mr. Duncan, Palmer's personal bodyguard, lost his fighting spirit.

　　 He was extremely sure that the three bullets flew towards the target, but the three thin figures lying on the ceiling forcibly changed directions in the air, abruptly avoided the fatal blow, and landed in front of the hospital bed.

　　 "Human, put the gun away."

　　 "They are detectives, transformed from children who are born blind. They crawl on their limbs, are very fast, can accurately sense blood and heat sources, and are countless times stronger than those returning soul corpses on the street."

　　 After finishing speaking, the smile on Ehorst's face froze, because, just now, the three detective boys gave him a message at the same time:

　　 An intruder got in the building.

Chapter end