Chapter 569: Can't even block the wall-hacker with the remaining scriptures?

It seems I guessed right.

Looking at the flame that was fleeing wildly several hundred meters away, Leon couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, then straddled the witch's broom that automatically flew over, preparing to chase and bring the other party to justice.

But just as the witch's broom was about to start, the lesson of almost being assassinated by the black gun just now came to his mind, Leon couldn't help but hesitate slightly, then turned back to the Princess, took out the 【Infected Blood Band】 and wrapped it on her, preparing to save her first.

Although according to the "testimony" of that sloppy old man, there seemed to be only two rebels with anomalous objects in the Bobby Laien Manor, they had ways to hide from his soul perception, so it was not impossible for them to fake it when being "interrogated."

And if there was a third rebel nearby, once he left to catch people, he wouldn't even need to use an anomalous object, just a smallest nail gun would be enough to take the Princess's life directly. It was safer to take her along.

Soon, under the "health" provided by the Infected Blood Band, the Princess, who fainted due to excessive blood flow, woke up faintly, her eyes looking at Leon somewhat confusedly.

"I... I am..."

"Your Highness, just now the rebels launched an assassination attempt against you, which was stopped by me. I am now preparing to go and catch the rebels who carried out the assassination."

After briefly explaining the situation just now, Leon helped the Princess, who was still a bit confused, onto the broom, instructed her to hold his waist tightly, and then tapped the witch's broom lightly with his heel.

"Ah!"

Accompanied by a scream from Princess Veronika, the fully activated witch's broom, like an arrow off the string, instantly rushed out of the hall under Leon's control, chasing toward the short man who was fleeing desperately in the distance.

"You... don't come over! Don't come over!"

Seeing that the devil who understood people's hearts was actually chasing him by flying, the short man couldn't help but collapse instantly, his legs softened and he almost fell to the ground directly.

"Pop"

However, at this moment, accompanied by a light sound like a soap bubble bursting, as if a layer of cover that had been covering his soul was wiped away, the chaotic eyes of the short man full of fear instantly became clear.

So I am not a coward, but was woven with a layer of memory of being a coward, so that I would flee actively because of cowardice, and lure the target into an ambush?

Damn it! Using me as bait again!

After understanding what happened to him, even though he remembered that this plan was agreed to by himself at the beginning, the short man's heart couldn't help but feel a burst of awkwardness.

If it weren't for being completely crushed by that devil's interrogation and almost having a mental breakdown and giving up fleeing, forcing Lucy to lift part of the ability in advance, I am afraid that until the assassination operation was completely over, I wouldn't have been able to recover my true memory.

Lucy old woman's memory ability is really... every time I wake up, I feel terrible, but it is also surprisingly good for completing tasks. After all, even I, the bait, didn't know there was an ambush, so the guy behind would be even less likely to react.

After shivering violently, the "cowardly man" who recovered a small amount of memory finally didn't fall down directly. After only staggering two steps, he stood straight again and continued to flee wildly toward the outside of the manor.

And Leon, who was chasing relentlessly behind, out of caution, never exited the soul vision, and immediately captured the tiny fluctuation in the short man's soul.

This wouldn't be a trap, would it?

Looking at the flame in the distance whose fear level instantly halved, Leon's brows couldn't help but furrow slightly, then he somewhat hesitantly slowed down his speed. According to the seventh article of "Emma's Remaining Scriptures," never underestimate the wisdom of the opponent. Those who can perform "fishing" are not only cleaners, but also intelligent anomalous objects, out-of-control infected people, and underground religious sects that believe in evil gods, etc.

These smart opponents, when trying to do something, will also throw out bait first, lure those cleaners who are not cautious enough to take the bait, clear out the cleaners who might report the situation in advance, and pave the way for their actions.

Must defend against it!

After recalling Emma's teachings, looking at the short man who was about to escape the Bobby Laien Manor, Leon narrowed his eyes slightly, not only did not press the witch's broom to accelerate the pursuit, but instead pulled up the broom handle, flew toward the sky, and then tapped the small mirror he carried lightly.

No matter where you want to lure me, I have to "go" there for the ambush to have an effect, right?

"Hiss..."

Vaguely feeling a chill that penetrated the heart, as if being stared at by something extremely fatal, the short man couldn't help but tremble, and while fleeing desperately, he carefully looked back.

My Nima?!

Looking at the sky several hundred meters away, where Leon was silently assembling a sniper gun, the short man only felt that he was not good at all.

According to the news the leader got from somewhere, although the target's ability is extremely comprehensive in both offense and defense, it is not outstanding in maximum range, and it seems to be only a few dozen meters, so he should be able to guarantee safety.

But his ability, although the range is not good, he actually carries a big sniper with him! This... isn't I dead for sure!

Looking at the gun that was gradually taking shape in the sky behind him, the short man could no longer care about any ambush point, rushed into the nearest building in a panic, knocked out the people inside, and immediately shrank behind an iron shelf filled with a pile of things, however...

"Hiss"

Accompanied by a light sound like air leakage, the rice bags filled with rice exploded instantly, and the iron shelf, walls, bricks, tiles, outer walls... all the obstacles blocking the short man were all pierced by a nail flashing with fluorescent light at the same time.

"Ah!!!"

The short man only felt a burst of cold at the root of his thigh. Before he could react, he was thrown out by the power attached to the nail, and a burnt fragrance produced after the flesh was scorched also entered his nostrils at the right time.

Don't! I don't want to die yet!

Relying on the excellent intuition of a soul-type anomalous object user, vaguely feeling that the second shot was coming, the short man, who knew he would die next time, collapsed instantly, crawled toward the window with his hands and feet, preparing to beg for mercy from the devil in the sky, and try to see if active surrender could save his life.

However, when he crawled to the window and prepared to shout his surrender, the man in the sky, who was riding on a strange broom and felt even more terrifying than a devil, suddenly shook, and then fell down like a broken kite.

In a small bell tower six streets away.

"I hit it!"

Adjusting the headscarf that accidentally fell off, covering her shiny bald head again, the woman with strange goggles put away the slingshot in her hand, turned her head and looked at the middle-aged man beside her with curiosity:

"Leader, how did you know he would fly up?"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 570 =====