Lord of the Mysteries
Chapter 228
Almost instinctively, Klein bent his knees and rolled sideways toward the bathroom door.
Sou!
A small black-feathered arrow stabbed into the wash basin. The arrow seemed to be made of bone and suffused a blue luster. It was extremely beautiful.
If Klein had hesitated in any way, he definitely wouldn’t have been able to escape this sudden attack!
After rolling for a moment, Klein reached into his pocket and attempted to pull out a few tarot cards.
But at that moment, he felt a gust of wind engulf him. Through the corner of his eyes, he saw a black figure quickly closing in on him at high speeds. It appeared in front of him in an extraordinary pose, as he tightened his foot and kicked out from bottom to top.
Realizing that he couldn’t avoid the attack, Klein quickly gave up on his previous intentions and used his elbow to block the attack.
With a bang, he felt his entire left arm go numb, and his body was yanked over, just like in the sport squash, that the middle class loved to play the most, or like a soccer ball that was now popular among the lower class.
What immense strength! Klein’s heart tightened. Without being flustered, he adjusted his body in midair and changed his posture, barely maintaining his balance as if he was performing acrobatics.
Pa! Pa! Pa… At this moment, a tree-bark-colored blow-pipe had just landed on the floor of the bathroom and bounced behind the door, at a declining speed.
Just as Klein was about to stretch out his body to firmly stand and face the follow-up attack, a scene suddenly flashed in his mind.
The speed of the enemy in black far exceeded his expectations, arriving even faster than he had expected. He lowered his body and swung his arm, striking him in the chest.
In the blink of an eye, Klein’s body bent over, spinning half a circle more, like a small ball that kept falling and kept being thrown around.
Pow!
He stretched out his hand and pressed it to the ground, opening his legs like scissors while keeping his head low. It made black-clothed man’s fist miss as it tore through empty space.
The fist that was originally aimed at his chest could only hit his legs after Klein turned his body, but his legs were opened wide.
Pushing up, his legs closed in together, allowing Klein to leap nimbly to the side as he finally managed to stand up straight.
Pow!
Before he had the chance to observe his enemy, the black figure had already arrived in front of him, bringing with it a strong gust of wind.
What a fast reaction! Klein quickly lifted his arms up in front of him to block.
With a dull thud, he felt as if he had collided with a black bear. Failing to withstand the immense force, he could only stagger backward, his arms almost turning numb in the process.
At the same time, Klein finally recognized his attacker.
He had dark skin, a lean and hardy build with recessed eye sockets. He was none other than the “executioner” of the Zmanger gang, Meursault, the person who had come to see Detective Moriarty in the morning!
he flung both of his arms, delivering left hooks or
him head on, and he had to rely on his
full use of my advantages! With a similar thought, Klein stopped engaging in melee combat. He
chair was torn apart by
hand as he exerted strength in his waist and continued rolling in a bid to seek a chance to use his
Tap! Tap! Tap!
legs, one after another,
of agility and had zero weaknesses. He made it so that the rolling Klein was only capable of focusing on dodging and defending, without giving him the chance to draw his cards or use his
Kacha! Bam! Bam!
toppled, and Klein had circled most of the way around, but his situation was turning
this! He kept dodging, rolling
the coffee table in the
as jumped back towards the living room while enduring
bulged suddenly
that it seemed to shake, and he jumped up and shot at Klein like a bullet, with one of his legs
barely managed to hold on for a moment before being sent flying again, crashing through the coffee table with a clang, sending the ceramic tea set flying towards the cupboard, scattering the round fountain pens, the contract template, and
impact and momentarily unable to stand up or roll, a fierce glint flashed in Meursault’s eyes. He slid forward, pushing his knee out amidst the
He was already
in the living room, ignoring the warnings his premonition was giving him, solely to pick
Meursault’s knee coming at him, Klein’s
in his mind once again, a scene with Meursault’s
Sou!
shaking out the contract template in
Sou!
at Meursault’s throat. At that moment, the distance between the
white item was reflected in Meursault’s eyes as he instinctively tried to jump back
Oof!
contract stabbed right through Meursault’s throat,
bubbling blood gushed out as Meursault fell in front of Klein,
the bloodied contract
stop the blood from flowing out of his wound,
end, his body twitched a few times, and
turn around and stand up. He
that his assailant was dead,
two of the chairs were broken, the coffee table was smashed up in several spots,
his suit had been damaged and that the outer layer of
said softly in a self-deprecating manner, “There’s no
“Haha. Hahaha. Hahaha.”
if he had encountered something that could amuse him for the rest of his life. He laughed so hard that his body bent forward and backward, to the point where only his laughter reverberated in the entire
few seconds later, Klein stopped smiling and walked to the corpse
to make the
of a whiff of the refreshing fragrance and
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