The Necromancer in American Comics

Chapter 22 Video
His eyes returned slightly.

Looking at Kyle, who was still wiping away tears and thanking him, he patted him on the shoulder.

"Okay kid, the matter is over, the most important thing you should do now is to take your loved ones back and have a good rest."

"And in the final analysis, this incident was caused by me. Every thank you you say now sounds like a slap in the face to me!"

Kyle anxiously explained: "No! Boss, I absolutely did not..."

"Of course I know you don't mean that." Colin shook his head and interrupted, looking at Colin with the ups and downs in his eyes, and sighed slightly.

"Listen, all you have to do now is take your family home and forget about it."

"And I will try my best not to let people trouble you because of this matter."

"Of course, I don't dare to make a complete guarantee now, but if someone asks you, you don't need to hide it for me, you just need to be honest."

"Under normal circumstances, as long as I'm still alive, those people won't treat you with your cooperation..."

Just as he was speaking, Colin's voice suddenly stopped.

Because he found that with his telling, not only did the Kyle family not feel at ease, but their fear became more serious.

He knew what was going on in his heart and was a little irritable in his heart. He didn't have the mood to explain slowly at the moment. With a straight face, he ordered: "You will be fine, and your family will be fine! Now, take your Family go home!"

Obviously, Colin, who just killed someone, is still extremely intimidating in Kyle's eyes.

Seeing that he seemed to be angry, he immediately swallowed all his words, supported his mother, took his younger siblings, and left the tavern in a hurry.

Colin also followed. After watching the Kyle family leave in a taxi, he also waved his hand to stop a taxi and got in.

In the car.

After Colin simply answered the driver's question about the destination, he closed his eyes and leaned back on the seat.

The killing didn't affect him much.

Maybe the scene was not bloody enough, or maybe there were too many cruel scenes in the inherited memory.

Eliminating his own kind with his own hands did not cause any waves in his heart.

However, the news he got from the man with glasses made him feel unspeakably irritated.

The original owner, no, there was no greater mystery in the death of his parents.

It was simply seeing a drug deal that shouldn't be seen, simply being killed, and simply pretending to be a car accident, it's as simple as that.

All the entanglements, all the culprits, have been resolved under his previous killing.

But now he would rather have more enemies and more forces involved. In that case, at least he won't feel so empty and uncomfortable in his heart.

Taking a deep breath, Colin used the Necromancer's unique way of regulating emotions to calm himself down.

He doesn't have time to grieve here now. With his previous killings, it can be predicted that the raging waves will soon be photographed on his head.

And even if he slaughtered all the Ku Klux Klan personnel in this area, and put the corpses in the backpack, he tried his best to prevent things from leaking.

But in the most ideal situation, it can only be delayed for a week.

In the future, clues about him will definitely be investigated by the forces that pay attention to this matter.

After all, he has too many flaws.

The death of his parents, the kidnapping of Kyle's family, the shop he closed at this time, the taxi he took...

Any one of them is enough to make him a suspect, and so many together, it can be said that it is almost locked that he did this thing.

And his response at this critical juncture can even be said to determine his future.

"I don't want to be an underdog."

After closing his eyes and thinking for a long time, Colin suddenly spoke calmly in the car.

The black driver in front curled his lips in disdain when he heard it.

In his opinion, the yellow man behind is a fool.

He didn't speak or mention when he got in the car, and he didn't even know that he had turned around on the road a few more times, but now, he said that he didn't want to be a weak person.

If he hadn't left the gang now and was engaged in a serious career, in the past, he would definitely be the one who robbed him without discussion.

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The sound of brakes sounded, and the vehicle stopped in front of the shops around Black.

The black driver held out his hand and said, "Fare, $65."

Colin got out of the car, glanced at him faintly, and threw two ten-yuan notes over.

"Hey! Didn't you hear, I'm talking about..."

The black driver was yelling. Colin looked over and saw that the black man was under substantial oppression. He said calmly, "From there to here, the fare is only 20 dollars. Do you have a question?"

The driver said stiffly: "No, no."

"That's good." Colin nodded, turned and walked towards the shop.

The black driver who came back to his senses cursed himself for being scared by a yellow monkey, but he didn't dare to get out of the car to ask for it.

He took a deep breath, started the accelerator, and ran away as if fleeing.

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Ku Klux Klan resident.

A locomotive suddenly stopped at the entrance of the tavern.

Yosel turned over and walked down, looked at the signboard of the tavern, touched the gun pinned to his waist, gritted his teeth, and walked inside.

"Colin, you bastard, if I rescue you safely this time, I will definitely ask you to buy a hundred feasts!"

Whispering in his mouth to cheer himself up, he ignored the closed sign on the door and pushed open the door of the tavern.

To be honest, when he came this time, he still had a little bit of confidence. After all, no matter how much the Ku Klux Klan looked down on him, the police uniform on his body was a protective talisman.

Of course, he is also ready to die.

No matter how bastard Colin was, that was the brother he recognized, the family he would never give up on.

If he really encountered the worst situation, he could only fight for his life.

"God bless!"

Thinking silently in his heart, Yosel walked into the interior of the tavern.

Contrary to what he expected, there was no one in the tavern, moreover, there were traces of a gun battle.

He suddenly pulled out the pistol from his waist, and after checking it carefully, he felt a little relaxed.

Although there were many bullet holes in the tavern, unexpectedly there was no trace of blood.

And judging from the smell of gunpowder still faintly lingering in the air, the time of the gun battle should not have passed long.

Although there are many unreasonable places in this, it is basically certain that no one should die here.

With an investigative mentality, Yosel walked into the tavern warily.

After checking several rooms along the way, he came to a surveillance room where there was no one there, and he fiddled with the mouse to rewind the video for a while, looking at the image above, he froze for a moment.

　Thanks to Xiaobo, the Chinese pastoral dog, for the 100-point reward!
　　It's been almost ten days since the book was opened, and I finally got my first fan, so excited! ! !
　　
　
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