Create the Age of Magic

(The fifth update dedicated to the thirty or forty kind book friends who vomited blood after the update)

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He is not afraid that No. 1 will speak hard, and he is not afraid that No. 1 will keep his mouth shut. What he is afraid of is that No. 1 will simply commit suicide.

As long as he doesn't commit suicide, then Yi An can know whatever he wants to know.

Now No. 1 has stopped talking at all, and directly put on a look of death, seeing his expression, no matter what Yi An does, he will not say anything.

The fact is also the same, all his relatives and friends are under the control of that person, once he has the intention of betrayal, then that adult will not be merciful.

It doesn't matter if you don't say anything, let's just have a simple chat. Yi'an sat beside No. 1 and asked very relaxedly.

Is the lord you're talking about the one who's been targeting the House of Magic?

No. 1 lay on the ground without any change in expression, not even moving his eyes.

He knew that some expert interrogators could get answers from subtle expressions, so he had already done training in this area, and he was confident that no one would get information from him.

Oh, so it really is. Yi An said with a smile.

No. 1's heart skipped a beat, this should be a guess...

The man in black who sneaked into the magic house before, Ying Zheng is also your companion.

Number One was silent.

Hey, it's true, it's a pity that he was killed right next to the wall of the magic house, what a miserable death!

They were burnt and the dogs wouldn't eat them.

Yi An spoke to No. 1 in a cheerful tone.

It doesn't matter, all of these can be guessed, No. 1 kept comforting himself in his heart.

Your lord is from Boulder City.

Yi'an continued to ask again, just after asking the question without waiting for a response, Yi'an continued to say:

It turned out to be from Boulder City, so that's very good.

The face on No. 1 is as cold as ice, are you having fun playing like this?

If you want to guess, you can guess, I won't say anything anyway.

Who is your lord?

Yi'an leaned slightly, and whispered into No. 1's ear,

Is it Patriarch Neo?

Patriarch Yoham?

Lizard man shaman Savala?

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Seeing Yi An's conjectures one by one, No. 1 felt a little contemptuous of Yi An's way of questioning. If I didn't respond to anything, you would be damned if you could guess it.

It can't be the Lord of Jino, right? We have been honoring his old man well.

Number One was like a stone sculpture, without any response.

I'm going. It's so sad. It's really the Lord of Jino. We always thought that His Excellency the Lord likes our Magic House very much.

Yi'an's face showed a sudden look. It turned out that the mastermind behind the scenes was Jino City Lord, but did he need to be so sneaky to deal with the House of Magic?

No. 1's heart was in a state of overwhelm, and he could guarantee that there was absolutely nothing wrong with his expression, but how did this magician know.

Could it be that he can see through people's hearts?

No, he must be defrauding me. He must have deliberately said that he was Lord Jino and then observed my expression. I can't be fooled.

No. 1's heart has set off a turbulent sea, but the outside is still expressionless.

All right,

This time he guessed right, Yi'an can really see through people's hearts.

As long as Yi'an asks a question, no matter how calm No. 1 looks on the surface, there must be fluctuations in his heart.

So Yi'an only needs to ask questions to get answers from No. 1's heart.

Why doesn't Lord Jino deal with our Magic House openly? Is it because he doesn't want to do it himself because of face, or is it because he can't do it openly for us?

Well, it turned out to be another reason. I really don't know what kind of reason made His Excellency the City Lord not to take action against our little spellcaster organization.

Now No. 1 is convinced that Yi'an did get the information from him, because what he said later can no longer be known simply by guessing.

He yelled:

You, you devil, I didn't say anything, everything is your imagination.

Yi'an pressed and moved non-stop, the wounds on his body were all cracked, and No. 1 said:

Don't be so excited, answer a few more questions for me.

Yi'an brushed No. 1's face with gentle mental power, trying to calm him down.

But No. 1 gritted his teeth fiercely, and his face immediately turned black.

He is dead……

The moment he confirmed that as long as he did not die, Yi'an could continuously obtain information from him, No. 1 gritted his fangs.

Regardless of whether the information is leaked by oneself, as long as you are caught and the enemy obtains their information.

Then Kino will definitely attack his family!

On the 1st, the Jino known to everyone in their small organization and the city lord Jino known to the outside residents of Boulder City are basically two people.

Gino, known to the outside world, is old-fashioned, serious, powerful and domineering,

The Jino they knew was despicable, shameless, sinister and vicious!

Seeing that No. 1 is dead, there is no point in continuing. The information obtained from him is already enough.

Yi'an walked to the edge of the roof with a serious look on his face.

Now the problem comes,

How should he get down from the roof...

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Boulder City, City Lord's Mansion.

Gino, the black hand behind the scenes, is sitting on his chair watching the dancers dance. Even in this relaxing time, he always strictly demands himself.

A dark figure appeared behind him and handed him a piece of parchment.

After only a few glances, a large group of blazing flames burst out from Gino's gauntlet, directly burning the parchment to ashes.

There was a pungent smell in the air.

Jino was very serious when he was happy, but now he became the bottom of the pot. With a wave of his big hand, he directly hit the center of those dancing girls.

An innocent girl was affected by this grudge, and was directly beaten into a pile of flying pieces of meat.

Every dancer in the field was splashed with the girl's body.

They tightly covered their mouths and did not dare to scream, but knelt down to Jino tremblingly and begged the city lord for forgiveness.

Get out! Get out of here!

Watching those dancing girls recede one by one, his tyrannical mood eased a little.

On the parchment it was written:

No. 1 failed in his mission and committed suicide on a roof near the market in the West District. When he was discovered, his chest was pierced and his tendons were severed...

Once number one died, his own secret organization lost its proper function.

This organization was trained by a mysterious organization when he first became the city lord, and the selected targets were all homeless orphans.

Although the organization called these trained young men thieves, he had always used them as killers.

Hundreds of orphans finally trained more than a dozen qualified killers, and there were only two third-level killers.

Over the years, these killers have done a lot of shady things for him, and now the two best are all dead in the hands of the Magic House, how can this not make him crazy?

Well, the number of words in this case exceeds 600,000 words, cheer yourself up! ! 2333

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The proprietress asked the new intern to repair the air conditioner in the meeting room, but the intern said no.

She pointed at me and said, Teach him.

I was dumbfounded, and then said, I'll go and have a look first.

She said to the intern: It's also not possible, but the old fried dough stick would say that, have you learned it?