Chapter 154 Slavery

At the same time, Locke, who had killed all the two patrol teams outside, picked up the guard's guns, and walked directly into the main entrance of the villa with both guns in his hand.

The surveillance camera at the main entrance of the villa happened to see this scene. Locke in armor appeared at the main entrance, which surprised Seff:

"The defensive firepower of the villa was arranged by her own hands, and there were almost no blind spots. If you enter from any angle, you will be discovered, but the person in front of you actually walked directly into the main entrance, which was incredible."

The moment Locke opened the door, he was discovered. After all, his behavior was too arrogant. Even ordinary people could not find him suddenly appearing at the main entrance.

At this moment, everyone in the first floor lobby looked at Locke together, wearing black armor, a helmet and a mask, and stood at the gate.

Sefer, who was staring at the surveillance, also looked at Locke tightly, and found that he swept his eyes around him calmly.

Locke was just counting. There were 41 people on the first floor. Each of them had their positions and furniture arrangements entered into his brain, and the analysis began with the model of the gun tray.

Everything happened in just a moment, and the guards in the villa finally reacted. No matter whether the guy in black armor was crazy or had been taking drugs or not, they were not ready to talk nonsense.

"Kill..."

As soon as this man spoke, Locke had already taken action.

"Da da da da da..."

The dense gunfire sounded like raindrops. At this moment, Seif, who was staring at the surveillance, saw an extremely terrible phenomenon - dozens of people gathered together to catch fire, but they couldn't hit a person close at hand.

This guy in armor was walking in the villa with two guns, as if he was shooting casually, without showing any rapid-fire skills, or as if he had not made any aim, but someone must have fallen to the ground.

No bullet could hit him, and the person in front of him seemed to be a ghost, the wind of death brought by hell.

When he walked into the room, everyone fired together, but the man who was supposed to be sieve wandered leisurely among the bullets.

The people here are all professionally trained elites, but everyone aims at shooting wildly, but they cannot let the bullets chase him at all. Everything in front of them seems to be the most absurd nightmare.

Locke was wandering in the villa at this time, relying on the advanced guns and weapons that had reached the advanced level. Even the firepower point and shooting angle designed by the most professional personnel could not do anything to him.

In Cyphus's eyes, every move of the man in armor seemed to be misleading the people around him, just like a magic master, you will never guess his next move.

From the first floor to the second floor, everyone rushed over to support, but soon only half of the people were left, and the two guns that Rock had just obtained from the guards also fired up the bullets.

Instead of taking out the weapon from the dimension space, he threw away the two guns in his hand and looked at a man in front of him.

At this moment, he was desperate. In just a short while, he emptyed three magazines, and the barrel was already hot, but the bullets that were sprinkled like raindrops could not hit the person in front of him.

Until he saw Locke throwing the gun in his hand, he seemed to have grabbed the life-saving straw and shouted: "He has no bullets!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he could no longer speak.

Locke skipped past him, as if a breeze had blown, and the other party had already felt like his soul had been pulled away, and he fell to the ground with a swaying sound.

The rest of the people had just raised hope, but soon fell into deeper despair, because they found that after Locke took out the knife, his efficiency in killing people was not reduced at all, or even higher.

Soon everyone fell to the ground. Locke looked at a surveillance monitor and smiled and said, "What? You should be very happy to see me, right?"

"Who are you?" Take a deep breath, and Seffer reluctantly suppressed the shock in his heart.

She is definitely knowledgeable, but this is the first time she has seen this ghostly scene, as if she is the god of death who has harvested life. Every time the blade passes by, someone will die completely.

"Let's go!" Seeing Locke walking upstairs under surveillance, Seffer didn't care about anything else, grabbed Peggy, untied the rope that tied her to the chair, lifted her up, opened the window, and planned to jump out of here.

"Click!"

"brush!"

The sound of the door opening was accompanied by a shining knife light, and a long wound appeared on Seff's leg, which also deformed her movements and hit the window ridge at once.

"Brush!" Another sword light was shining, and the panicked surveillance officer inserted a long knife into his neck.

Locke came to the surveillance personnel step by step, pulled out the knife, and then looked at Seff, who blocked Peggy in front of him and pointed a pistol at Peggy's head.

"How did you find this place?" Seffer stared at Locke tightly. Although he was wearing armor and helmet, he could not tell the identity at all, but Seffer intuition knew that the person in front of him was Locke.

Locke looked up at Sefer without giving any answer. The ring under the glove flashed, and the next moment, a ray of light hit her eyes.

"Pu" The gun in Seff's hand fell to the ground, covering his head and trembling on the ground.

"Okay, nothing is wrong." Locke picked up Peggy and rubbed her head. After the changed electronic sound, Peggy couldn't help but frown and said, "Your outfit is so ugly."

After laughing and not speaking, Locke came to the front of the surveillance camera and started to operate. He quickly cleared all the information and then looked at Seff.

"Why don't you kill her?" Page asked whispered as he looked at Sefer who was standing up again.

"At a young age, don't always keep this kind of thing on your lips." Locke knocked on Peggy's forehead and said to Seffer: "Clean up all the traces here and come to see me tomorrow."

"As for orders, my master." Seffer nodded slowly in front of him and said to Locke very respectfully.

"This is..." Page couldn't help but blink when he looked loyal in front of Rock.

"What the hell is going on?" After leaving the villa and getting into the car, Peggy looked at Locke and couldn't help asking.

"A special spell."

Locke did not explain too much. This was actually a kind of magic he learned from the queen in the fairy tale world.

You can directly enslave a person's spirit without damaging your normal thinking and turn it into your own slave.

This spell can only be used against ordinary people and has no effect on magicians. It was through this magic that the queen "persuaded" several nobles who opposed her and controlled the Kingdom of Lorence.

To be honest, this magic is a bit vicious. After learning it, Locke has not tried it yet, but at this moment he has no psychological burden on using it for Cypher.
Chapter completed!