MTL - Becoming An Ancient God From Blood Therapy-Chapter 339 Weird Chambers

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"Lawyer..." Marion looked at Chambers with a gentle look and sharp eyes. Combined with several elite lawyers in his impression, he found that this person's temperament was really similar to a lawyer.

Chambers came in and shut the door and said, "Don't you have any protection here?"

Marion regained his senses, looked at the sharp blade in the killer's hand, and said, "My place is an ordinary apartment, and I don't have any protective measures."

"Then you should be lucky, because if I was just a second late, your head would have moved." Chambers said, reaching out and touching the table with his finger, when he saw the dust on it, He stood aside in disgust.

Marion was a little embarrassed: "Sorry, I've been busy recently, and I haven't had time to clean up the room."

With that said, he walked over quickly, picked up his clothes and wiped the table and chairs.

Chambers adjusted his gold glasses and said, "Don't bother, your clothes don't look as clean as the table."

Marion turned red and put his clothes aside and asked, "Did Mr. Black Pharaoh ask you to come and protect me?"

Chambers nodded slightly: "The leader is very busy. You can get his protection yesterday. It will be the most honored and glorious moment in your life."

Hearing this, Marion didn't have any objection, because he had seen some of the methods of that powerful being, and that was no longer the domain of humans.

Chambers continued: "You have time to be stunned now, why don't you hurry up and wash your hands. According to the relevant information given to me by the chief, you need at least three hours to go to the city government to apply for relevant guild information today, and then it will take nearly half an hour to go there. Get in touch with a person and get information about the drug sales of major families."

"Then it takes at least two hours to sort it out, and at least four hours to find a suitable newspaper to publish it."

Marion felt dizzy when he heard this series of words.

Chambers continued to speak quickly: "According to my observation just now, there are at least seven killers approaching here, and the fastest one takes about ten minutes to arrive. They should know that I am coming, so the next step is to use A long-range attack, it could be a gun assassination, it could be a long-range bomb throwing, or even a gas attack.”

"Let me tell you first, my ability is far from that of a great leader. I can't catch bullets, let alone block bullets for you. I can't stop the related bombs and poisonous gas. If you want to die, You can keep dawdling here."

Hearing the words that sounded like a machine gun, and after hearing the next sentence, Marion stood up like a boxer who was about to attack others, and then quickly climbed to the bedroom to get dressed.

While Marion was washing up, Chambers squatted down and said a few words in the young man's ear.

Immediately, the young man who had just fainted immediately stood up, put away his weapon, turned around and walked out.

Chambers turned slightly sideways through the window to look at the situation outside, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly and said, "I hope there won't be too much noise."

What I just said is not an exaggeration, he is really not very good in this regard.

Now only the thirty-two Chambers is not the type of melee combat, although the body is considered strong, but it has not reached the level where he can grab bullets with his bare hands.

His core competence is the art of language.

Bewitching, inciting, suggesting, hypnotizing, etc., these are his core abilities.

At five o'clock this morning, he and Kenneth took the train from the capital to Massa City, and after meeting with Ross, he was assigned to Marion to act as his bodyguard.

Although he is not as good as Kenneth in personal protection, he can play a huge role in subsequent actions.

After all, the core content of Marion's day today is dealing with people.

Chambers, on the other hand, is the best at dealing with people.

In less than five minutes, Marion had put on his clothes and hat, and held a wooden comb in his hand, as if he was ready to use it when he got into the car.

"move!"

Chambers smiled and nodded: "Let's go!"

At the same time, a gunman in ambush was about to shoot after seeing two people coming out, when ordinary people passing by him suddenly whispered to him, "Suicide!"

These words seemed to have indescribable magic power. The gunman's eyes became very dull when he heard the sound, and then he picked up the pistol and shot himself in the mouth.

boom!

With the skull shattered, blood splattered all over the place, and he died directly.

The crowd who had just whispered at the side woke up like a dream at this time, and they were at a loss, not knowing what happened.

Before he could regain his senses, a young man with a sharp blade cut the neck of another middle-aged man not far from him.

The eyes of the middle-aged man with the gun in his hand were full of wonder.

He didn't know that this was obviously a companion who had just been with him, so why did he suddenly attack him?

Similar situations continued to occur afterward~www.novelbuddy.com~ These gunmen who were hiding in the crowd all committed suicide after hearing a word from a passerby.

Marion followed Chambers all the way, and it can be said that he experienced this strange thing after another.

There were even two times when the two gunmen were right in front of him, and he could hear the passers-by's phrase "suicide" clearly.

Then the murderer who was still vicious just now suddenly committed suicide, and even the shattered skull splashed on the back of Marion's hand, stabbing his skin a little.

After that, they walked all the way, and they could see a gunman committing suicide along the way.

Marion trembled inwardly in the face of such a scene.

Yesterday, the elusiveness and power of the black pharaoh was relatively vague because of the oppression, because all he faced were bullets and the like.

But today, Chambers is facing real people, and just a word, not what Chambers himself said, let a gunman commit suicide, this strange ability makes Marion's scalp tingle.

"How on earth did you do it?" Marion asked in a trembling voice.

Chambers said casually: "It's very simple, you eat and live with a group of severely mentally ill people for a year, then eat and live with a group of death row inmates for a year, and then study psychology, linguistics..."

"Stop!" Marion had seen Chambers' machine gun mouth, and hurriedly waved his hand to stop him from continuing.

Chambers adjusted his glasses again and said, "Come on, you'll be busy today."

"We should have something to eat first, this morning is so exciting, and I'm feeling a little dizzy and nauseous," Marion said weakly.

Chambers was silent for two seconds, and just as Marion was about to hear the tirade, he heard, "Okay, I'm going to have sandwiches, hamburgers, and grilled sausages."