Lord of the Divine Show

Night falls.

Notting Hill Organization, in the Hearth Rooms.

Cynthini wore a smart suit, covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief on his chest, and walked out of a room full of stench and blood.

"leader."

On both sides, his confidants bowed and saluted, and a young man with a cold face smiled and said: "Thankfully, I thought the mysterious man was so great, but in the end he couldn't even survive the first torture, so he did everything possible."

"I want more occult knowledge, as well as spiritual materials and magical items..."

Cynthini sat at the top of the conference table with a calm face.

People outside thought he was the uncrowned underground king of the entire city of Byron.

But only he knows that he is just a clown!

The man just sent someone to spread the word, and he offered up the lucrative bootlegging business.

This is a shame!

But Sinsini has learned to be patient, and he will not rashly start a war with the opponent before he has accumulated enough strength.

Now, this trend is very good.

Although the moonshine market has been lost, other gray and black industries throughout Byron City are enough for the Notting Hill organization to survive and develop.

Moreover, he also found some clues of mysterious people one after another, and just saw an unlucky guy who was caught.

"Perhaps... I should also pass through the Dark Gate and become an 'Extraordinary'?"

Cynthini was thinking to himself. Although he was dismissive of the mysterious people, he was still a little curious about their power.

"It's a pity... I haven't found the mysterious knowledge that can produce that kind of spiritual wine..."

He is a little ready to do something, such as asking his confidant to shoot the opponent's head directly after drinking the spirit wine?

"No, no, I can't be impulsive. I have to have a complete plan... This day will come soon. Xili people never forget hatred!"

Cynthini opened a bottle of champagne for himself, and the sweet sparkling wine made him feel better.

"leader!"

At this moment, a subordinate came to report: "There is a man who calls himself a mysterious man and wants to see you!"

"Oh? He came to your door unsolicited? Interesting, let him in!"

Cynthini was a little surprised. He knew that Notting Hill had been searching for mysterious people recently, and it was really rare for someone to dare to run into someone at gunpoint.

Not long after, a thin, withered old man was brought to him.

"Are you... a voodoo wizard?!"

The other person had fine black tattoos on his face and neck, which gave Cynthini the feeling that he was somewhat similar to the wizard that Garcia invited.

"Yes, I am a wizard and a servant of Voodoo! You can call me Norma!"

Norma opened her mouth, revealing her white teeth.

"I have to say, you are very brave!"

Cynthini rubbed the ring on her hand, and several of her confidants pointed their guns at Norma's head.

Norma was not angry or panicked. She looked at Sinsini with only disappointment: "My child... you have lost the tradition of the Sili people."

"Are you from Sili too?"

Sinsini was startled, then laughed wildly: "The traditional one is outdated, so what if you are a mysterious person? If you cut your throat, blood will still flow out, and if the bullet is inserted, it will still hit your head!"

"But you still pursue the mystery, don't you?"

Norma raised her head and looked directly at Sinsini: "My child... you have gone astray. The real mystery lies in your own heart and flows in your veins. We Sili people are originally the people of the sea. , we are the children of salt, the people of the sea, and the people of fish!”

"Don't search outwards, trace your bloodline inwardly, and you will find that you are a son of the sea blessed by the ocean!"

Norma's tone suddenly became high-pitched and seemed a little vague.

Those strange pronunciations were like chanting some kind of spell.

Xinxini's consciousness was in a trance. He seemed to see a blue sea. In the turbulent endless darkness, countless shadows expanded, converging into a twisted and fierce huge black shadow!

He is...

"ah!"

His expression was distorted, the muscles on his face kept twitching, and he took out a wine bottle from his arms with trembling hands.

"Don't resist him, kid, haven't you been chasing the mystery?"

Norma laughed lowly.

Xinxini found that some scales had appeared on her palms.

He was silent, suddenly took a sip of cold blood, and came to Norma: "Go to hell!"

Snapped!

He grabbed the other party's hair and slammed Norma's head on the conference table.

Norma was dizzy, two lines of nosebleeds flowed down, and her expression became dull.

"What the hell... I'm looking for power, but what I hate the most is others imposing their will on me!"

Cynthini pulled out the revolver and stuffed the muzzle of the gun into Norma's mouth: "Old man... you bewitched me and hoped to gain the power of Notting Hill. That's okay. I like fair trade... but you can't coerce me." My spirit, I hate this situation the most, you know? Bastard!"

…

"Yeah, it looks like Norma of Voodoo has failed..."

Outside the conference hall, in the darkness, two investigators wearing black windbreakers gathered together and looked at a colorless transparent crystal.

In the crystal, the scene in the conference hall was vaguely reflected.

They saw Sinsini grabbing the old man and repeatedly hitting his head on the hard wooden table, causing blood to flow freely.

"No, I feel like the old man is going to succeed."

Another investigator shook his head: "Although Sinsini was violent, he was not a madman. He did not kill anyone. Norma also understood this and did not take action... There is still a possibility for them to relax."

"I think he doesn't dare to fight back, otherwise he will definitely be hit in the head! The wizards are really a bunch of lunatics. In order to convince Sinsini, he dared to expose his fragile body to the gun... Get ready, Jack, It’s time for us to show up.”

There are also many levels of Secret Service investigators.

Most of them are just ordinary people who have mastered special potions and alchemical items.

Most of them are third-level investigators, responsible for maintaining security on the mysterious side of the entire federation.

When you reach the level 2 investigator, you will start to be exposed to the mysteries and be promoted to become an ‘extraordinary person’!

The higher level and special level are more powerful, which does not come from items, but from one's own power.

Not to mention, there are also the legendary aces, the legendary investigators.

Tom and Jack are the second-level investigators. The original third-level investigators from Byron City reported the Notting Hill gang incident and immediately gained the attention of the headquarters and sent them to investigate.

However, when they sneaked in to search and installed surveillance cameras, they did not discover the source of the Notting Hill family's potion. Instead, they saw an unexpected situation.

…

The two people didn't know that further away, Zhong Shenxiu was still dressed like attending a party, wearing half a silver mask, hiding in the darkness, silently watching everything.

"I'm just here to silence you. Why are there so many accidents?"

He pressed his forehead helplessly and muttered to himself.