[HP] Bad Impulse

The source of light is a large underground square.

A high-wattage chandelier flickered on the ceiling, and people shouted and shouted on the simple stone steps. They looked at the three-meter-deep circular field, where two men with knives were killing each other; The private room with dark glass and red velvet on the higher part of the square belongs to the rich——this Lucius.Malfoy still figured it out.

There are similar things in the historical records of the wizarding world, but when the population of the wizarding world is decreasing day by day, all duels and other things that caused the population to drop suddenly disappeared.

It seems that human life in the Muggle world is not precious enough.

"I hope I can still see your complete body." Lucius.Malfoy looked at the gun in Fate's hand. He didn't think a 12-year-old knew how to use these dangerous Muggle toys with these people. "If you are sane enough, follow my advice and leave immediately."

"I hate people chattering around after I've made a decision. Don't make me throw you back - a piece like yours can buy millions of euros, let alone a shotgun, twenty of them It's more than enough." Fei Te quickly blocked Lucius.Malfoy's chattering mouth. "You have to be thankful that I don't really like making money for buying, selling, and people!"

"Miss Bayrows, although you are a Gryffindor, you belong to Hogwarts after all..."

"FUCK! Shut up! Damn I'm short of money, I'm not like you young masters, I can reach out to my parents! When I was betting my life, you were still drinking milk in your mother's arms, you cow What the hell? What the hell is Hogwarts, and what the fuck are you, shut up and watch carefully! This is not your place!" The veins on Fate's forehead popped, and his silver eyes were full of excitement. Bloodshot, his left hand gave Malfoy an extremely cosmopolitan middle finger by the way.

It really belongs to Malfoy's mother, she hates such a guy who talks too much and always misses the point!

Lucius.Because it was the first time in Malfoy's life that he heard such a straightforward curse, his face turned blue and black, and he even wanted to pull out his wand for a moment to give Fett an Avada, but he finally held back—for more Great benefit, he can't be capsized in this place, even with the blessing of Confusion and Invisibility, he is still in danger of being discovered by Muggles.

Damn, who would have thought that practicing Apparation would cause so much trouble!

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The two people in the field ended the game about half an hour later, and the guy who won took [-] euros of hard-earned money from the host tremblingly covering his bleeding eyes, while the other guy who died He was dragged out like a dog, leaving a fresh red mark on the ground.

Feite took off his hat and tracksuit jacket, and wore a gray sports vest, revealing his fair skin and beautiful, strong muscles without a trace of fat. The creaking sound, the silver hair lazily sticking to her cheek, and the whistling of her tall figure immediately filled the entire Colosseum.

"Ladies and gentlemen - let us welcome a beautiful lady - Miss Fetter, she is 20 years old! But look at her sexy muscles, I don't think any of the men here can beat her !" The master of ceremonies and referee screamed excitedly while grabbing the microphone, and the audience behind him also shouted excitedly, most of them were unbearable.

"Allow me, please, to put our beautiful Miss Fett through a dangerous situation—a hand-to-hand combat with our Mr. Russ! In this limited space and limited means—see how she can get away from taking Lost countless lives and limbs, and escaped with a bite force of more than [-] tons!"

The underground plaza was almost lifted off the top floor by the cheers of the crowd, and then Feite and Lucius.Malfoy saw a crocodile slowly crawl out of the cage, the blood-stained teeth and mucus constantly stimulated the two people's vision.

It's really... ugly enough.

"Miss Bellows, I can think this is... your aesthetic?" Lucius.Malfoy wanted to laugh a little, after all, he wasn't the one who was going to be chased by alligators all over the field.

"Damn it, how could I strangle a crocodile with my bare hands?" Feite cursed, but jumped off the three-meter-high stand, landed firmly on the ground, and stared at the American crocodile— —She has eaten delicious crocodile meat, but that doesn't mean she is willing to be used as crocodile feed!

Feite is good at relying on weapons, and she is not a special soldier piled up with gold in those countries, she can fight with bare hands!

"Damn it, I give up!" Angrily, he touched Xiao Hei who had been covered for a long time from the back of his waist. Seeing the emcee's smiling face became brighter, he couldn't help giving him a shot. This is the rule here. Once you give up the first field, the number of people in the next field will be multiplied--she was designed!

Lucius.Malfoy stood at the entrance and looked at Fette's gradually distorted face. Although he still maintained the signature elegant smile of a nobleman, he was already full of laughter in his heart.Noticing the fierce look in Fate's eyes, he moved his mouth towards her: If you unfortunately die here, I will help Severus collect your body.

Fuck!Feite pulled the trigger without hesitation, watching the platinum boy gnashing his teeth and erecting an armor shield because the stone brick exploded next to his ear, her bad mood became clear again—she did see it, saw Lucius.Malfoy's legs gave way.

The inexplicable anxiety when entering here has almost dissipated.

Feite turned Xiao Hei, and silently looked at a boy and two youths who came in from three doors. The weapons they held were not very good, and the boy was trembling with only one trigger in his hand. The broken revolver, the thing in the hands of the two young men was almost rusted from lack of proper maintenance.

Feite was not in a hurry to attack any of them, because the three of them really thought she was a bone to gnaw, and pointed their black guns at her together.

Nerves tensed instantly, Fate hadn't felt the taste of brushing shoulders with death for a long time—but it didn't mean that her 20-year-old skills would decline and be knocked down by just three people!

Feite jumped high at the moment the boy shot, and lightly flipped a beautiful somersault in mid-air while hitting the young man's forehead in the direction of nine o'clock. She landed firmly behind the boy and knocked him unconscious with the handle of the pistol. At the same time, he regarded him as the best shield to block the eight bullets fired by the third person. With his terrified cry, he threw the [-]-kilogram boy onto the person with an over-the-shoulder yell...

The last shot pierced the hearts of both of them at the same time.

The whole time was only ten seconds.

To deal with three people, she only used two bullets.

There was silence, Lucius.Malfoy stared blankly at Fate who quickly dismantled the gun for inspection and quickly reloaded it. Even the master of ceremonies forgot to speak, and it took a full half a minute to hear the cheering sound several times higher than the decibel just now.

Lucius.Malfoy felt that in the past 16 years, even when he visited the Dark Lord, he had never experienced the feeling of his heart being held so tightly.He even forgot to suspect that after killing a normal 12-year-old, the expression on his face was no different from that of harvesting wheat, and he was even very relaxed preparing for the next harvest.

All the blood poured into his brain, except for the woman's slightly raised mouth and triumphant face, he couldn't hear or see anything——Lucius.Malfoy couldn't help but took a few steps forward, lying on the fence and watching the four gates of the Colosseum open again, this time five people walked out, and it was obviously not the first time they stood here fighting with people.

Damn it, Lucius.Malfoy cursed himself secretly, why would he worry about a Gryffindor? !A Mudblood? !

What's more terrible is that no one in Hogwarts can see through her essence. He dared to use his hair as a guarantee that if this woman wanted to kill at Hogwarts, at least half of the students would die within half a minute. No deposit! !

Fate kept the magazines within easy reach. She understood the expressions and eyes of these people, even if she could end the lives of these guys with five bullets-but she is not the well-known silver ghost in the Italian underground world now.And these guys are constantly thinking about how to take her life. Now she is the target of public criticism, but at least she has got three thousand euros now.

Feite suddenly moved, she held up the gun but quickly squatted down and swept across the lower body of the first unlucky guy - he naturally blocked all the bullets for Feite without even snorting.

"Damn! Brains are not tofu!" Fitby Ross cursed the sticky liquid splashed on his body, picked up the unlucky pistol and shot in two directions continuously, and the bullets shot into the remaining four people along the most beautiful trajectory body, but two more died in the ten-second confrontation, but the remaining three were still holding on tightly with their shot bodies.

Damn it!The place is so small!

The tall and strong guy who was still alive kicked off her pistol while Feite was entangled with the other two. Feite was hit hard in the lower abdomen and flew in mid-air for three seconds before hitting the concrete miserably On the wall, even more tragically, even though she avoided it, her right arm was still scratched by the bullet.

Feite rolled on the ground holding the part of her hand, and the damn bullet followed her all the time!

"Damn it, it hurts to death... that's why I hate this small place!" Fate's ears were buzzing from the strong impact, she lay on the ground shaking her dizzy head, standing between the two When changing the magazine, he stepped on it with a sudden kick, and grabbed a person's hair, making his head and the floor bloom intimately.

Feeling a knife, Feite didn't hesitate to let it go straight through the head of the strong man who punched him just now——

The gunshots sounded at the same time, Fate snorted, staring at a pair of red eyes, expecting to kill the guy who shot through his thigh——

The man who fell down in the next second was the man who shot.

He lowered his head in disbelief to look at his chest, which was gradually stained red with blood, stared at Feite who was sitting on the ground as if he had seen a ghost, and fell down with a bang. The blood of the five people made the air thicker and more irritating. feel sick.

Feite, who was originally clean and tidy, was covered in plasma, sitting on the ground and gasping for breath.

Lucius.Malfoy's finger pinching the railing had completely lost the color of blood, and she knew that she should find a place to vomit well at this moment—it's not that he's never seen a dead man, but he's never seen such a disgusting dead man And such a "cruel" method of killing!

But... SHIT!Cruciatus carpal bone is nothing!What kind of shit are those innocuous little jinxes?Why didn't the Dark Lord conscript this woman into the ranks of the Death Eaters?This woman and Bellatrix must have hit it off, wish we could see each other years sooner!

A pair of hands suddenly pressed on Lucius.On Malfoy's shoulder, he was so frightened that he almost gave him an Avada without hesitation, but after smelling the familiar incense on the person behind him, he finally couldn't help but his feet went limp and he fell backwards.

"Luce... Relax." The platinum-haired man supported his son, cast a sound-proof spell, and comforted his son as gently as possible. The psychological damage caused by watching violence beyond the acceptable range of minors is worth platinum. The owner treats it with care. "Luce, you shouldn't have walked in here, do you know how worried me and your mother are about you?"

"Father, I'm sorry. I just..." Lucius, who had no face to tell his father that he had been an auction item.Malfoy looked at the stubborn woman in the Colosseum who was trying to stand up with complicated eyes.

"Her?" Abraxas asked.Malfoy followed his son's gaze, and it was not difficult for him to see that the girl in the field had some connection with his son. "This is a child who drank an aging agent, do you know her?"

Lucius Malfoy replied dryly: "Yes, father. She is my ... first-year school girl at Hogwarts. I was saved by her just now."

Abraxas.Malfoy raised his eyebrows: "Oh? I haven't heard you mention such a child, unless—she's a Gryffindor?"

Lucius.Malfoy didn't know how to answer his father, the feeling of vomiting suppressed his throat, and he was so dry that he couldn't speak a word, but just being silent was enough to be a clear answer.

"Luce, you are very tired today, let's go back to the manor." Abraxas looked down at Feite, who was soaked in blood, and smiled at his son. "That lady seems to be entertained, so we can't continue to disturb her."

The four rusty iron doors opened again, Lucius.Malfoy felt his eyelids twitch, then hugged his dad's thigh in a disembodied manner, and said something he regretted years later: "No, Dad—she helped me, Take her with you!"