Harry Potter: I Am a Legend

Looking at the horrified eyes of the group of children, Chloe was a little surprised to find that in this place where the corpses were everywhere, she did not break down and cry, she thought of her crazy encounter in the nightmare world. Thinking of Hoffa's expression in the face of danger, he was surprisingly calm.

"Even if you want me to tell you what will happen in the future, then I need time, I need magic, I can't tell you everything right here."

Looking closely at Chloe’s eyes, Mans was a little stunned: "You are very different from when you first left Paris, Miss Le May. At that time, you saw me and knew nothing but crying, and now you dare to talk to me. Let’s talk about the conditions."

"I didn't talk about the conditions with you, I just stated the objective facts." Chloe said.

"Is it telling the facts or delaying time."

Mans narrowed his eyes and took out a pistol from his waist. "It seems that my scapegoat has arrived."

scapegoat.....?

Without waiting for Chloe to think about what the other party wanted to express.

Mans slammed her arm and locked her in front of him, pressing her black pistol against her temple.

"Is it enough to watch the theater, Mr. Bach?" Mans posted behind Chloe. "If you are still satisfied, you might as well come out and talk to me."

Chloe looked at the empty night in front of him, his heart pounding and pounding.

Slowly, a transparent figure gradually separated from the darkness. He was holding a steel thorn flat, and was maintaining a forward assassination posture. The steel thorn was no more than half a centimeter away from his throat.

Hoffa took a step back and withdrew the steel spurs. He had no idea that his long-planned blow would be easily seen by a Muggle.

"How did you discover me, aren't you a Muggle?" He frowned in confusion.

"I just habitually don't underestimate any opponents. If you count the time, you should also come." Mans smiled: "It really scares me in a cold sweat, and I can come quietly behind me, just afraid of me. If you act later, you have already been poked through." He also pretended to be frightened: "It's really a wizard, it's really scary."

Hoffa glanced around, then turned around and said, "Killing so many people, you say you are afraid of wizards? The wizard should be afraid of you, right."

"Hey, good luck, good luck," Mans said modestly, "or they are not careful. If they are careful, there may still be a ray of life."

Hoffa was also convinced at this time, and his irony could also be understood as a compliment, and he accepted it calmly.

He has seen many cruel thugs, and many unscrupulous monsters, but to say cheeky, this guy is really unique.

"Just because of her, you killed your boss and your subordinates, are you really afraid that the German wizard will come over and make you trouble?"

"Who said I killed it?"

Mans stuck to Chloe's head and said innocently.

"It wasn't you who killed it. Could it be that I couldn't kill it?" Hoffa felt something wrong as soon as the voice fell. Then, he saw the frightened Chloe's face, the man's teasing eyes.

"Mr. Bach is really smart. He can tell who the real culprit is so quickly. He is truly a master of Mr. Grindelwald. So many wizards and vampires can be wiped out in just a few seconds, and I admire him."

"You fart!"

Hoffa's heart was a little cold. He gritted his teeth and said, "I want to pour dirty water on me. What international jokes are you making. Do you think anyone will believe what you say?" He took a step forward, showing a fierce face.

"Ha, this is not dirty water."

With a click, the insurance on Chloe's forehead was pulled away: "If you kill me desperately, then I will most likely kill the nun.

If this beautiful nun and I stayed and flew, whether there are so many vampires or wizards on the scene, all their deaths will be counted on your head, Mr. Bach. After all, you are the only living here. "

As he said, he still smashed his mouth: "My God, this is simply a great contribution. I envy you even after thinking about it. Hey, from now on, you will add a rich and colorful stroke to your legendary resume. Tsk tsk, kill. The whole family of the vampire wizard Rusfan, plus the heavy damage to the German Wizarding Association, and only you are worthy of such glory."

Hoffa's face was blue, his teeth rattled: "Then he was retaliated and killed endlessly by German wizards?"

"What are you afraid of? Is it possible that you think those people in Germany will win in the end, and their defeat is determined. Even if you look at it from Muggle eyes, how can Hitler's mentally unstable guy be the opponent of the heroes of the world." said Then, he licked his lips, wrapped Chloe and took a step back: "Please, even if I did a hundred bad things, with this good thing, I can already make up for it for you British wizards. ."

"So this is what you did, find a way out for yourself in advance, and borrow her power?"

"Everyone finds a way out for myself. I don't want to be in a military court when I meet you next time. How about, or just let me go."

Mans smiled and said: "I didn't want to do anything to you, Hoffa. Just to see Miss Le May's beauty and kindness, come and have an in-depth exchange with her. I know Mr. Bach you have your beloved, Miss Le May is right You said it was just an accidental **** mission. To put it ugly, a stranger who meets peacefully, you still have to leave her eventually, after completing the mission. In that case, let me help you send her there, so you can save yourself. of......"

"Is it troublesome?" Hoffa sighed, interrupting Mans's endless talk. "I really appreciate your kindness, but I don't have to."

After speaking, he disappeared in place.

Mans immediately pulled the nun to the Roman pillar behind him.

Next second.

Hoffa jumped out of the darkness, appeared in front of Mans, hurriedly crossed his hand, and stopped his left hand near the pistol in Chloe's temple.

Mans laughed shortly and pulled the trigger.

The bullet hit Hoffa’s black iron hand, wiping out a dazzling spark, and the fire light illuminates the faces of the two of them. Then the Browning exploded directly due to the rebound of the bullet, and the reaction force and metal fragments exploded in Man. On Si's face, half of his face was covered with blood.

When the fish died and the net could not be broken, he reacted very quickly. First, he kicked Chloe on the back, kicked her far away, and rolled and landed on the sand.

Then, with the help of this reaction force, he quickly retreated and leaned firmly on a Roman pillar. Stretching his palm to his waist, he took out a detonator.

boom! !

The Roman column was punched through.

Puff! !

A steel thorn penetrated the Roman column, penetrated from Mans's chest, and directly penetrated his heart.

The moonlight was covered by dark clouds and plunged into deep darkness. Mans lowered his head with an incredible expression and looked at the steel thorns on his chest without making a sound.

Behind the Roman column, Hoffa locked his arm and snatched his detonator. "Why do you think so much," he said disdainfully, "as if you could take her away from me."

Mans didn't answer, his arm slowly dropped.

Pulling out the steel thorn, the man fell face down with a plop, and after two convulsions, he stopped moving.

After falling to the ground, Hoffa immediately came to him, raised his right hand to change the knife, punctured his heart three times in a row, and kept poking his chest into a sieve before stopping.

It's not that he likes torture, but that this guy is really horrible, so many vampires and wizards, if they say they die, they die. Even though he is a Muggle, Hoffa also maintains the utmost respect for him, actively making up the knife.

After repairing the knife, he even touched the opponent's neck. After making sure that there was no pulse, he stood up, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and let out a long sigh, "Damn..."

The moonlight came out again from behind the dark clouds.

"Huo...Hoffa..."

A trembling cry came from behind, and Hoffa turned around and stood in front of Chloe. The reunion after three days seemed to be as long as a year. Neither of them spoke, and there was a depressing atmosphere in the air. Looking around, the nun's eyes were red.

Her expression changed from sadness to grievance, and from grievance to anger: "You said, **** me to London safely. As a result, you disappeared as soon as I opened my eyes!"

She sat on the table, pointed at Hoffa with her fingers locked in chains, as if she wanted to scold him with ten thousand words, but in the end she threw her fingers off and jumped off the table, ignoring the fact that her hands were tied, and bent over. He took off the mess of gold jewelry on his head, threw it on the ground, and strode towards the places where the children were held.

Hoffa quickly grabbed her, and when he found her, a big rock fell in his heart. She was still that kind nun, neither became a vampire nor a monster.

"My fault, never again."

"Next time, don't come to see me!" Chloe said angrily with a thick nasal voice.

"Good, good." Hoffa patted her back.

"Unlock the handcuffs first. I found a companion at Hogwarts, and I am safe to leave here."

"Humph!"

Annoyed, the nun stretched out her hand and gave him the handcuffs.

Hoffa bent down, trying to find the key to the handcuffs on the dead Mans. But when he looked down, the man's body was missing.

At the same time, the sound of breaking through the sky is coming back and coming.

He turned around abruptly.

Puff! !

Blood splattered.

Chloe's expression freezes.

Hoffa's smile was dull, and a deep cold came from his chest, and it took a full three seconds before he noticed the sharp pain. He lowered his head, and the same steel rod came out directly from his chest, and it was flushed red with blood.

"Think more about it, Bach."

A whisper came over against his earlobe, and the man behind him smiled: "If only this level, I don't deserve to perform this task."

The owner of the voice was Mans who had just pierced his heart. Hoffa turned his head to look, and saw the man's evil and happy eyes.

In the next second, he fell to the ground under the impact. Mans rode on Hoffa's chest, half of his face was covered in blood, he was very ferocious, and the moon behind him could be seen along the hole in his chest.

"Do you know what your fate will be, Bach?"

The tone was like small talk between friends, but he was merciless in his hands. He turned the steel thorns hard, and Hoffa's heart was broken into pieces in an instant, and he opened his mouth to spout large streams of blood.

"Don't speak, then I tell you... there is probably only a dead end."