Accidentally provoked the whole world

Chapter 115 Don't play tricks in front of me
On the way, Wesley suddenly had a feeling in his heart, and wanted to visit his father's former residence of Cross.

This request was very reasonable, and neither Firefox nor Mole objected, so they changed lanes and drove to Cross's former residence.

……

When they changed lanes, John arrived at the East Villamoa Abbey one step ahead of them in the classic car.

John took out the photo and looked at it, reconfirming the appearance of the administrator Pike Valski.

From the mouth of a passing nun, John used this photo to easily find out the residence of Parker Valski. He was in the building with the clock tower in front.

John passes the fountain in front of the building and enters the lobby.

There are many seats in the hall, and there is a podium in front of it. Next to the podium, there are several looms, which are very large and very old. The silk threads on them are like cobwebs. Behind the cobwebs sits a white-haired the old man.

This old man looks very similar to the person in the photo. As expected, he should be the administrator of the monastery, Parker Walski.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Parker Valski?" John asked as he walked towards him.

Fairly polite.

As the saying goes, if the old man is willing to cooperate, John doesn't mind letting him go.

It's not easy at such an old age, half of his body has already been buried in the ground, John is not a bloodthirsty person, and killing an old man is nothing to show off.

Of course, the prerequisite is that the old man is more knowledgeable.

"Who are you?" Valski looked at John warily and asked.

"John Wilkey." John announced his name.

After hearing this name, Valski's pupils shrank, and he immediately took steps that were not commensurate with the old man, and quickly ran away, fleeing to the small door behind.

"Fake!"

John cursed.

I just guessed that things would not go so smoothly. There are a lot of people in the world who don't understand people and who don't cry when they don't see the coffin.

John followed Valski in wild pursuit.

Although the old man ran fast and should be diligent in exercising, it was still impossible for him to be an opponent like John.

Regardless of [Strength], [Agility] or [Physical Strength], John was nearly three times stronger than an ordinary person. How could he not be able to outrun a mere old man?

Seeing that he was about to be overtaken, Valski immediately ran into a wicket on the left.

John immediately chased after him without thinking...

next second...

A gun was pointed head-on at John's forehead.

but……

John's experience in facing the enemy is far beyond that of a bad old man like Valsky.

Flattery can't keep up.

It was too late, but it was too late, John reached out with his right hand, and buckled the sleeve of the gun with one click, and pressed his fingers against the trigger.

Valsky couldn't shoot the bullet (*) no matter what, and his old face was flushed.

John grabbed Valski's armpit with his other hand and pulled it out.

"what!"

With a scream, Valsky was pulled out and fell hard on a seat.

pat!

The seat fell apart in an instant.

John: "Please don't challenge my patience. My kindness has a limit. I get what I want and you'll be fine."

"Hahaha……"

Valsky wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, burst out laughing, and threw himself to the bottom of the podium, not knowing where to press it.

The ground suddenly sank, and after Valski fell, it closed again.

"Wilkey, you bloody villain's plot is impossible to succeed! Don't expect anything from me!"

Valski's voice came from below.

John: "You think you can get away? There's no way I, John Wicker, have my prey going."

Can cooked ducks fly?That doesn't exist at all.

John's [Sensitive] trait was activated, his sense of smell increased by [-]%, and he had already locked onto the old guy's body odor.

Moreover, the heat-sensing ability possessed by [Demon's Derivation] has already penetrated the floor to reveal Valski's red figure.

The red figure was following a curve in the ground and fleeing towards a toilet outside.

but……

When the old guy crawled out of the pit and sneaked out of the compartment, what greeted him was a huge fist.

Boom!
"what!"

Valski screamed and fell down again, nearly killing him with a punch from John.

"Impossible! How is it possible?!"

Valski, with a bruised nose and swollen face, still screamed in disbelief.

Only he himself knew the escape route here, how could he be caught right after escaping, as if he knew he was going to escape from here a long time ago.

"Old guy, nothing is impossible in front of me, John Wigger. I will give you one last chance. Give me what I want, and I will spare your life."

Because this old man is just an ordinary person, even if he is killed, he has no value in licking his bag.

Valsky seemed to compromise, nodded and said: "Okay, then tell me what you want?"

John: "I believe you have already guessed what I want. I will tell you again. Give me the floor plan of the base camp castle. I know it is kept here."

Valsky also seemed to understand that sophistry was useless, because since people had approached him, of course they had done enough homework, denial was useless and would only invite torture.

"Okay, I'll take you to get it now, may you go to hell after you die." Valski said viciously.

John: "Thank you. However, I think I can live for at least another 50 years. If you want to go to hell, you should go down before me. Stop talking and go!"

Valski had no choice but to re-enter the building with the clock tower under John's coercion, and led him to the second floor, entered the room on the right, and took out a wooden box from the box near the window .

Valsky: "What you want is in the box, open it and see for yourself."

John nodded, his eyes penetrated into the box, and he immediately saw a little silver light inside.

The moment John opened the box, he aimed it at Valsky.

Swish!
The dots of stars flying out of it all pierced Valsky's chest.

"You...you...how...how did you know?" Valski leaned weakly against the window, foaming at the mouth, and looked at John unwillingly.

No one could have imagined that John Witkey would be so cunning that even the last trump card was seen through by him.

Hidden in the box was a poisonous needle, on which was a very strong snake venom, and there was no cure for the victim.

John: "You are asking me such a stupid question when you are almost dead. I said I am the master of the plane and can see everything. Do you believe it? It's a pity that I have given you so many opportunities, but you just don't cherish this old opportunity." Fate, don't care."

As John said, he took out the floor plan from the box and put it on his body to hide it.

"You...you..." Valski frothed heavily and was on the verge of falling.

The moment he was about to fall down, he suddenly saw three people approaching outside the window, two of whom he knew.

"Ha! Hahahaha!" Valsky laughed, foaming, "You villain, you're dead!"

(End of this chapter)