"what!"

The shrill screams cut through the air like a sharp knife, and the crowd scattered in fear.

A flowery arm turned in the air, and bright red blood splattered everywhere, like a blossoming red spider lily.

Bang!

The flower arm fell to the ground with a dull sound. The fingers bent a few times and then there was no movement, only blood gushing out from the broken ends.

The black-robed believers, who were already frightened, turned pale at the sight and retreated in horror. Then, as if they had received some instructions, they fled in all directions. The originally crowded corridor now became much emptier.

"My arm! Ah!" The gambler who lost one of his tattooed arms covered his shoulder with his other intact hand, trying to stop the blood from gushing out of the wound. However, the bright red blood flowed out from between his fingers like a flood that broke through a dam.

A thin dark green skirt was picked up by Quehuo and examined carefully. "Oh, I haven't done this for a long time, so my technique is not so good anymore."

"I didn't use any force, why did you do this! You're being unfair!" The armless gambler covered his wound and yelled at the green skirt quail, "Call a doctor to stop the bleeding!"

The knuckles of the girl in the green skirt turned white as she pinched the ribbon of her skirt. She chuckled and said, "Some people say that I am unfair in my dealings. Explain clearly what is unfair about it."

"You cut off my arm!"

"Oh, really?" Green Skirt Quail Fire looked at the armless gambler and pretended to be innocent. "I was just shaking my skirt, and who would have thought that your arm happened to touch it. Can you blame me for this?"

"You... you are just making up excuses... Quick! Doctor! Doctor! The armless gambler's face was pale and his body was staggering. There was a pool of blood under him and he was about to lose too much blood.

Lei glanced at the evil puppeteer beside him and saw that he clenched his fists, as if trying to suppress something. Lei lowered his eyes slightly and asked in a low voice: "Doctor, someone is injured, aren't you going to bandage it?"

"Hmph! It's best if people like this die." There seemed to be flames of anger burning in the evil puppeteer's eyes, and his breathing became very heavy.

He must have been through something. What secrets did Mingyue know about him that made him willingly serve Mingyue? Lei narrowed his eyes and thought to himself. He remembered that when this evil puppet master was exposed by Mingyue as a cheater, he chose to die rather than surrender, but his attitude changed 180 degrees afterwards. Why?

At this moment, the evil puppeteer was staring at the broken-armed gambler with an angry look on his face, and did not notice the scrutinizing gaze of the black wolf beside him.

The armless gambler breathed rapidly, and an angry voice spewed out from his mouth: "What are you quibbling about, woman?! I…"

As a sound of breaking air was heard, the voice of the one-armed gambler suddenly stopped.

Everyone present only saw a flash of dark green floating before their eyes, and then a head flew into the air. The pair of pale lips were still opening and closing, but no sound came out of it anymore.

Two muffled sounds were heard, and ripples appeared on the surface of the red liquid.

Someone collapsed on the ground in fear, with a foul-smelling yellow liquid spreading from under him, and everyone moved away. At this time, there was a dead silence in front of the prayer room on the 4th floor. The smell of urine, blood and disgusting things fermented in the wet and salty air. Many people raised their hands to cover their mouths and noses, trying to leave quietly.

Bourbon and Scotland returned to the prayer room. Seeing this scene, their muscles tensed up, and they assessed the host's combat power. They slowed down their pace and looked at the green skirt quail fire who was walking towards the head step by step with her skirt lifted.

"What are you trying to say? I can't hear you clearly." Green Skirt Quail Fire looked down at the head on the floor, her voice mixed with a hint of excitement, "This has become 'garbage', we have to call someone to clean it up."

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of staff wearing blank masks and pushing linen carts hurried over, holding various cleaning supplies in their hands.

Green-skirted Quail Fire looked around. Some people stepped back in fear when they met her gaze, while others looked at her without fear.

clap clap clap...

The crisp applause broke the silence and oppression at the moment, and a sweet voice rang in everyone's ears: "Miss Quail Fire's whip skills are really unique. But I still don't understand how to determine the use of force when it is forbidden to use force?"

"Eh?" The green-skirted Quail Fire, standing in a sea of ​​bright red, tilted his head, seemingly not understanding why the bearded Lily asked this question, "Isn't this obvious? I just used force to punish him~"

"Did he use violence or make a mistake? Why was he punished like this? Miss Quehuo, please explain it to us in detail." Bearded Lily looked at the group of skillful waiters. Most of the bloodstains on the ground had been cleaned up.

The gamblers who had not yet left the area pricked up their ears.

Green Skirt Quail Fire's voice was still pleasant and melodious. "Of course it's because he killed someone. The master doesn't like blood, so I will naturally deal with him. As for the little girl who broke the rules, I will naturally apologize to the master."

The dirty marks on the dark green skirt were shocking, but the girl in the green skirt didn't care at all and tied the skirt around her waist. The sunlight shone through the porthole and fell on the metal buckle of the skirt, reflecting a cold light.

The gamblers watching were whispering to each other in groups of two or three, but Bourbon noticed a slight reflection on the edge of her skirt and guessed that there must be a sharp piano wire hidden there.

Suddenly, someone asked excitedly: "Did you also execute the murderer who killed the sloth? Then we don't have to worry about being scared, and no one will die in the future?"

Green Skirt Quail Fire, who was about to leave, paused, glanced at the Siamese cat and the black wolf, and slowly said: "There are so many ways to kill people. If you want to punish the real murderer, I have to know who did it." After that, Green Skirt Quail Fire's eyes fell on the Owl Gentleman.

Bearded Lili narrowed her eyes. She had heard that this person in charge named Quehuo was not only powerful but also good at debate. However, she did not expect that even such a sharp question of hers could be fooled by her. It turned out that the people of the Kirijian family should not be underestimated.

Da da da……

The dark green skirt was slightly lifted, and the high heels left a series of dark red shoe prints on the floor.

Lei looked at the Green Skirt Quail Fire that was gradually walking away, and lowered his voice to say to the evil puppeteer: "She is doubting you."

The evil puppeteer's heart was pounding, and he said nervously, "You know everything I did last night!"

"I don't know where you went after you left." Lei looked at the swaying figure on the stained glass window and walked quickly towards the prayer room.

"Where else can I go? Return the equipment and go back to the room to sleep! Or do you think I can dissect two people in a day?!" The evil puppeteer took two quick steps to catch up with Black Wolf.

Lei repeated the word "anatomy" several times in his mind, walked quickly to the prayer room, reached out and pushed open the heavy door. Three believers in black robes were standing in the small prayer room, huddled together in fear.

"What do you want to do?!"

A trembling, shrill female voice reached Lei's ears, but Lei ignored it and scanned the entire prayer room with cold eyes, even the ceiling.

At the same time, the other two doors were opened, and Scotch and Bourbon appeared at the door, and the three bottles of whiskey looked at each other.

Rye deadpanned, "She's not here."

"Maybe she has never been here." The evil puppeteer followed Black Wolf into the prayer room and looked around. It was an empty room with no extra furniture except chairs and cushions, and there was no place to hide.

Three black-robed believers huddled in a corner of the room, looking in horror at the four men who walked into the room. Their previous experiences had frightened them.

Bourbon had a gloomy face. He glanced at the three believers and quickly walked to the only unfolded folding chair. "She's been here."

"Huh?" Lei, who was originally checking the wall for secret passages, took two quick steps and came to Bourbon, staring at the chair with his dark green wolf eyes.

Scotland pursed his lips in thought, looking as if he was facing a great enemy.

The evil puppeteer's heart skipped a beat. He smiled awkwardly and said, "Isn't it just a hair of Miss Gray Rabbit? Do you have to be so serious? It's normal to lose hair. It only means that she has been here before."

"She tied this hair to the chair. It's not just a simple tie. It's probably sending us some kind of message." Bourbon carefully studied the way the hair was knotted, trying to get more clues.

"If we want to find Miss Gray Rabbit, wouldn't it be easier to ask them?" The evil puppeteer looked at the three black-robed cultists crowded by the window.

The sunlight shines through the colorful glass, creating beautiful patterns on the black robe. Outside the window, there is a clear blue sky and blue sea, with white waves rolling...

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