Only I Can Use Summoning Chapter 683

The man in black was also a well-trained killer. He first aimed at Zhang Ze and shot, with the obvious purpose of capturing the thief first.

But he underestimated Zhang Ze's strength, three silver magic bullets were in mid-air, and were split in half by Zhang Ze with [Blood Dragon].

The clean and neat movements surprised the man in black.

Afterwards, he never had any chance to attack Zhang Ze, because the surrounding forest blood lions had already rushed at him. In order to protect himself, he had to shift his attack target.

Zhang Ze didn't make a move at the beginning, because he had never fought against anyone in this world, and he didn't know the details of the other party.

Therefore, he wanted to observe the opponent's fighting style so as to judge the opponent's strength.

After observation, he found that the man in black kept shooting at the forest blood lions. At least a hundred bullets had been fired, but he never saw him change the magazine.

Obviously, the pistol used by the man in black is also enchanted, which can produce unlimited bullets.

Bah bah bah!

The man in black's marksmanship was very accurate, and each bullet accurately hit the forest blood lion's forehead, causing a lot of damage.

After a while, the ground was covered with corpses of forest blood lions. Zhang Ze made a rough count and found that sixteen of his entourage had been lost.

"It seems that this guy has nothing special about him other than his marksmanship is relatively accurate."

The corners of Zhang Ze's mouth curled up slightly, it was his turn to make a move.

brush!

With a dodge, Zhang Ze disappeared from where he was, and the next moment he appeared behind the man in black. The [Blood Dragon] in his hand brought a red death trail and stabbed at the back of the man in black's neck.

The man in black felt the danger coming and wanted to dodge, but his action was still a step too late. Zhang Ze pierced his neck with a knife!

-38801! (Rakshasa) (Vital)

The man in black immediately collapsed to the ground, clutching his bleeding neck and twitching for a while, then gradually stopped breathing.

Zhang Ze rummaged through the man, only to find a brooch with a skull pattern, and nothing else.

After that, he wanted to open his summoning space, and the man in black was already standing inside.

Zhang Ze checked, and he found that the grade of the man in black was level, and his name was Karu.

"Karoo, come out."

Following Zhang Ze's call, the man in black reappeared in front of Zhang Ze, knelt down on one knee and respectfully said, "Master."

"Tell me, who sent you? What is the Skull Tower? Where is Lao Huang now?"

Zhang Ze asked several questions in one breath, and Kalu could tell everything in detail.

"The Skull Tower is the name of a killer organization. Lao Huang and I are both killers under the banner of the Skull Tower, but because he betrayed the organization, the leader of the organization sent a group of five of us to arrest him."

"Old Huang refused to surrender, and was finally defeated by our joint efforts. He was taken away by the other four people, and I was the only one left to look for Lao Huang's things."

"As for where Lao Huang was taken, I'm not quite sure."

After listening to Karu's words, Zhang Ze fell into deep thought.

"Karu's words are consistent with the content in Lao Huang's diary, what the Skull Tower is looking for should be the cultivation method of summoning.

Now that they haven't found it, Lao Huang should be fine for the time being... But if he is not rescued in time, it may be a disaster. "

Thinking of this, Zhang Ze ordered to Karu: "Take me to the Skull Tower immediately, I want to save Lao Huang."

"Sorry master, I don't know where the Skull Tower is." Karu showed a embarrassed expression.

Zhang Ze felt very strange: "Aren't you the killer of the Skull Tower? Why don't you know the location of the organization?"

"Because the location of the organization is absolutely confidential, only senior personnel within the organization can know. Killers like us can only receive orders from the organization through mobile phones, and have no right to enter the organization at all."

Zhang Ze frowned. He didn't expect that the defense of the skull tower was so tight that even his subordinates didn't know the location of the headquarters.

"Then do you have another way, can you let me know the location of the skull tower?" Zhang Ze asked Karoo again.

Karu pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "You can give it a try and find the organization location of the Skull Tower through the Moon Society, but you will have to pay a certain price."

"What price did you pay?" Zhang Ze asked, but Kalu said that he didn't know, because his killer level was too low and he couldn't touch the core things.

Seeing that he could no longer get any useful information from Kalu, Zhang Ze took him back to the summoning space.

Turning his head to look at the destroyed cabin again, Zhang Ze narrowed his eyes slightly, and muttered in his heart: "Old Huang, you must not die before I go to save you!"

Turning around to leave the forest, Zhang Ze returned to the stone where the suitcase was buried before, took out the suitcase, and then strode forward.

His gaze crossed Zhang Ze's back, over mountains and rivers, and finally fixed on the sky above a big city.

The style of this city is very similar to Chicago in 1920, retro and prosperous.

That is the metropolis that Zhang Ze is going to.

Because of the clothes made of animal skins on his body, Zhang Ze walked on the street, causing the passers-by around him to stare frequently, and the rate of returning their heads reached 100%.

Zhang Ze didn't care, he looked around, looking for the Emperor's Bank mentioned in Lao Huang's diary.

He wanted to take a look, what exactly did Lao Huang store in it?

After some inquiries, Zhang Ze finally found Emperor Bank.

This is a large bank with a history of one hundred years, and 80% of the wealth of the entire metropolis is concentrated here.

Under the surprised gazes of the people around, Zhang Ze walked in with his head held high and his chest held high.

"Hi sir, can I help you...?"

The lobby manager of the bank greeted him warmly, but when he saw Zhang Ze's attire, his attitude changed drastically.

"Sorry, this bank only accepts depositors. If you want to beg, please go to the street outside the door."

The lobby manager looked contemptuous. He believed that Zhang Ze was just a penniless beggar. Standing here would affect the image of their Emperor Bank and affect the mood of other guests.

Zhang Ze glanced at him indifferently, and said, "I'm not a beggar, I'm here to fetch things."

Then, in front of the hall manager, he was on the counter preparing to open the dirty and old suitcase.

"Hey! What's the matter with you? I've already told you that this is not the place for beggars like you to come!"

The hall manager's face darkened, his tone became more impolite, and he warned loudly: "If you don't leave, I will call the guard!"

As he spoke, he waved repeatedly to several guards in the distance, motioning them to drive Zhang Ze out.

At this moment, Zhang Ze took out the golden key, handed it to the manager of the hall, and said, "I'm here to get my safe."

"This is..." The lobby manager widened his mung bean eyes. He took the key in Zhang Ze's hand, looked it over carefully several times, and finally confirmed that this was the key to the safe used by their senior members of the Emperor Bank.

"How come you have the key to the senior member's safe?" The lobby manager was dumbfounded, he really couldn't connect Zhang Ze with the distinguished senior member.

You must know that only those who are worth hundreds of millions are eligible to apply for senior membership in Emperor Bank.

But the guy in front of him is wearing animal skin clothes and is dirty all over. How could he be a senior member?

Zhang Ze lazily talked nonsense with the hall manager, he said in a cold voice: "Hurry up and get my safe! I'm in a hurry!"

"Okay, okay!"

Although the hall manager doubted Zhang Ze's identity, according to the bank's regulations, as long as the other party brought the key, he had the right to open the safe, so he didn't dare to neglect, and immediately invited Zhang Ze into the VIP room.

The beautiful bank female staff brought fragrant coffee, and then stood aside a large number of curious Zhang Ze.

Zhang Ze sipped his coffee slowly, waiting for his safe.

About ten minutes later, the lobby manager hurried over with two staff members. He held a small safe in his hand, put it on the table opposite Zhang Ze, and said respectfully: "Mr. Senior Member , I have brought your safe."

Zhang Ze nodded, then inserted the key into the lock hole of the safe, twisted it lightly, and heard a crisp sound, and the safe opened.

The lobby manager waved his hand and led the other bank staff out of the VIP room, leaving Zhang Ze here alone. This was done to respect the privacy of the guests.

After everyone left, Zhang Ze opened the safe. He was surprised to find that there were no valuables such as gold, jewelry or banknotes in it. There was only an ordinary white cloth bag and a note with a single line of writing on it. .

"Strange, didn't Lao Huang say that all his life's wealth is stored in the Emperor's Bank? Could it be these things?"

Zhang Ze picked up the small white cloth bag and felt it with his hands. It seemed that there were many small **** in it. When he opened it, he found that it was glass **** of various colors.

He took out one of the blue glass **** and examined it carefully under the light. He found that there was a small golden moon in the center of the glass ball. He didn't know what it meant.

"What's the situation with Lao Huang storing a bunch of glass **** in the safe? Are these things worth money?" Zhang Ze was at a loss.

Afterwards, he picked up the note again, and saw that it read: "Winston owes Lao Huang a favor."

Zhang Ze narrowed his eyes slightly, and thought to himself: "I remember that this person seems to be mentioned in Lao Huang's diary. They should be friends. Maybe he can help me rescue Lao Huang."

"But how do I find this person?"

Zhang Ze turned the note over and found a string of numbers on the back, which he thought might be a phone number.

Immediately called the hall manager in, Zhang Ze borrowed a phone from him, and then dialed this number.

After ringing three times, a deep voice sounded from the opposite side: "Old Huang, is that you?"

"I am not Lao Huang, Lao Huang is my family."

Zhang Ze said in a deep voice: "He had an accident. I found the note you wrote to him in his safe at the Huangdi Bank. I found you based on the phone number on it."

"Mr. Winston, I want to meet with you, and I hope you can help me save Lao Huang."

There was silence on the other side of the phone for a long time, and finally said: "Come and find me at No. 64, Saijo Street."

Then, the other party hung up the phone.

Zhang Ze inquired about the location of Saijo Street from the lobby manager, put all the contents of the safe into his suitcase, and then left the Emperor Bank under the suspicious eyes of everyone.

Saijo Avenue is three blocks away from the Emperor Bank. Zhang Ze walked all the way and finally found No. 64, a very old house that was out of place with the surrounding bungalows.

When the doorbell was pressed, an elderly woman opened the door. Before Zhang Ze could introduce herself, she invited Zhang Ze into the room and told Zhang Ze: "Mr. Winston is waiting for you in the study on the second floor."

Nodding to the old lady, Zhang Ze walked up to the second floor. Opposite the stairs was the study room, and the door was not closed. An old man in his fifties was sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper.

"Hello, Mr. Winston."

Zhang Ze walked over to greet him. The old man put down the newspaper, adjusted his reading glasses, and nodded expressionlessly, "Sit down."

After Zhang Ze sat down, he lit a cigarette and said slowly, "Lao Huang and I haven't seen each other for twenty years. What happened to him? What's your relationship with him?"

Zhang Ze told Winston all about what happened. After hearing this, Winston frowned and fell into deep thought. He didn't even respond when the cigarette was burned out.

Zhang Ze couldn't wait any longer, he asked directly: "Mr. Winston, you should be friends, right? Can you help me save Lao Huang?"

Winston pressed the cigarette **** into the ashtray, slowly shook his head and said, "Sorry, I can't help you with this matter."

"Why?" Zhang Ze was a little surprised.

Winston and Lao Huang are friends, and he still owes Lao Huang a favor. He should help him with this favor.

Who knew that she refused so simply!

"Old Huang, it seems that you have identified the wrong person." Zhang Ze shook his head in his heart.

Then Winston sighed slightly and said, "It's not that I don't want to help, but that I can't do anything."

"Because the Skeleton Tower that captured Lao Huang is a very terrifying and powerful killer organization. I am alone and weak, and I can't deal with them at all."

Zhang Ze was very curious about this organization called the Skull Tower. Although Karu had briefly mentioned it before, he did not share any useful information because of his low status.

Therefore, he wanted to learn about this organization called the Skull Tower from Winston.

"Alright, if you want to save Lao Huang, you must understand this world—the dark world of killers!"

Winston lit another cigarette. He pointed at Zhang Ze and said, "You should have inherited his property from Lao Huang, right?"

Seeing Zhang Ze showing those glass balls, Winston nodded: "Yes, these are the glass **** that look inconspicuous."

"However, you must not underestimate them. These things are bought by Huang with his life. Their value is far beyond your imagination."

"Let me first talk about who created these things. Its name is the Moon Society, and it is an organization above all killer organizations."

"As long as you are a killer, you must obey the management of the Moon Society, otherwise, you will be an enemy of the entire killer world, and you will die without a place to die!"

"Brother Shen!"

"Um!"

Shen Changqing was walking on the road, and whenever he met familiar people, he would say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who.

There is no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they are indifferent to everything.

To this.

Shen Changqing is already used to it.

Because this is the Department of Zhenmagic, an organization that maintains the stability of Daqin. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com's main duty is to kill demons and ghosts, and of course there are some other side jobs.

It can be said.

In Zhenmensi, everyone's hands were stained with a lot of blood.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it as time went by.

Zhenmus is huge.

Those who can stay in Zhenmusi are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Zhenmagic Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy, and the other is the Exorcist.

Anyone who enters the Town of Demons starts from the lowest level of Demon Slayers,

Then he was promoted step by step, and eventually he was expected to become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the town of magic division, and he was also the lowest-ranked demon slayer.

Possess the memory of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with Zhenmusi's environment.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.

Different from other places full of chills in Zhenmagus, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd. In the **** Zhenmagus, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing just hesitated for a moment, then stepped in.

Enter the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A scent of ink mixed with a faint smell of blood hit his face, making his brows furrowed instinctively, but then relaxed quickly.

There is almost no way to clean off the **** smell on everyone in Zhenmusi.

Chapter end