DNF Meets Harry Potter

Chapter 135 Times have changed, devil! No, times haven't changed

After spending a few days comfortably in the small room prepared by the traffickers, Karl finally waited for a good weather suitable for sailing, so these vicious devils finally showed their fox tails.

They asked Karl to follow them on board as an intern crew member, and Karl readily accepted the arrangement, which represented the official start of his trip. A few days ago, he overheard that the destination of these guys was the United States with his transcendental perception.

This relationship is good. In the UK, Carl couldn’t find any clues to get the blood of a powerful creature. Maybe he would be a little luckier if he went to the United States—fortunately, he finally found the clue, but he was close to death, and even sacrificed his life for it. own blood.

Carl and some other well-dressed kids looked excited and headed for the pier, but it was not the bustling port where they met that day. This time the ship docked in an extremely barren place, which could even be regarded as a ghostly place where not a single blade of grass grew.

The formal transportation of goods in the bustling port is just their sideline, just to deceive people. In the dark place is the beginning of their sinful main business.

That small boat looks very old, but it is also very strong. For people living on the sea, the quality of the boat can almost be equated with the quality of life.

The ocean that occupies more than 70% of Blue Star's area is more dangerous than you can imagine. Even the vicious pirates in the Pirates of the Caribbean movie believe in the goddess of the sea, Calythorpe, almost superstitiously, praying for a safe return. Compared with those ruthless people, this group of garbage people is worse. One hundred and eight thousand miles.

Whirlpools at sea, torrential rain, huge waves. All kinds of factors may cause no survivors. Don’t you see that even the giant ship of love like the Titanic surrendered under the iceberg at sea.

Smuggling has to bear a large part of the risk. In order to ensure that they will not be discovered by the customs of other countries and to maximize their own interests, the smugglers often put passengers in an airtight environment—— The upper air is not well ventilated, and everyone else is working together to solve physical problems, as well as the possibility of fatal infectious diseases, which leads to a horribly high death rate. Almost every smuggling will leave a few people permanently in a foreign country. Carl watched a foreign movie called "Influenza" in his previous life, which eventually swept the country. The root cause was the deadly virus that appeared during the smuggling.

And because of Karl's perfect face, they didn't live in such a miserable place like the legendary stowaway boat. After all, they had to be sold for a good price. There would be perverts who would buy it if they looked sallow and emaciated and looked like they would die soon.

After drifting at sea for several days, when they were about to reach their destination, the group of human traffickers finally tore off the last trace of camouflage, revealing their ugly faces.

In order to ensure a smooth pass, they added a lot of drugs to the children's food, then tied them tightly and gagged their mouths.

Carl watched one after another of his friends fall down one after another in his room, smacked his lips, and then ate a handmade cake from Celia to suppress his shock.

They are all on the thief ship, so they must not eat casually. Anyway, the weekly sign-in system can’t produce any good things. They are all recovery items like Celia’s handmade cakes and Kanina’s secret burgers. .

Carl kept too many of these things and it was of no use. They were just used as snacks.

Soon, the traffickers came in and saw Carl looking at them with a smile. After locking the door, they couldn't help laughing.

"This kid didn't eat it?"

"He should still be fantasizing about a better life after becoming a regular~"

"Okay, okay, stop laughing! Let this kid see what the real world is!"

The burly man who looked like the leader of the three-person team walked towards Karl with a grin.

Karl shook his head imperceptibly, his eyes were full of killing intent, and that's not the way to die.

He stretched out a hand, snapped his fingers lightly, and several purple-black rose thorns appeared out of nowhere, piercing the hearts of the three of them directly and accurately.

Bright red blood flowed down from their chests, and the three of them looked down, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

why……

But Carl was obviously not in the mood to tell him why, the purple-black rose thorns that were still stained with blood slowly dissipated after completing its mission.

Carl walked forward, stretched out his right hand and pointed slightly, and dozens of dollars floated from the bodies of the three people who were already dead. He walked slowly to the door, and lightly recited the spell: "Alahuo Cave is open..."

There was a light "click" from the locked door, and a ray of sunlight came in from the outside, shining on the bodies of the three of them, hoping that the bright sunlight would burn away their sins.

From those three disgusting guys, Carl only took money. As for the knife, he didn't touch it at all. There is no other tool that can match the power of black magic, especially the part about the curse.

Under the activation of transcendental perception, the positions of everyone on board were invisible to him.

Still the same sentence, as long as all the enemies are eliminated, no one will find my trace. So, Karl started his assassination trip with a stroll in the courtyard.

First of all, in the kitchen, the fat pig butcher was chopping unknown meat, and a sharp ice pick pierced his throat.

The three bald heads who were whipping the disobedient children were hung upside down by their weapons.

After Carl visited a few rooms, the remaining unlucky ones finally smelled the fresh smell of blood that emanated over time. This taste has been closely with them throughout their working life.

Their yelling reminded those who hadn't noticed the anomaly, and bought precious time for others to hold their guns. But at the same time they also gave their precious lives for it. No Muggle could survive the deadly attack of the rosebrier.

The boss of the traffickers is also the captain. After witnessing the fact that his subordinate was pierced in the chest by a child with a few strange thorns, the strong heart trained by years of black and black life did not make him collapse immediately. Gently picked up a submachine gun and started aiming, regardless of the life and death of his subordinates. In the eyes of a selfish person like him, how could the lives of his subordinates be as precious as his own?

Right now, this weird brat has made it clear that he wants to take them all at once. How can he win the final victory without making some sacrifices?

Evil flames spewed out from the pitch-black muzzle, and at the same time, the captain howled crazily: "Go to hell, damn devil, times have changed!"

Carl turned his head and smiled at him: "No, the times haven't changed..."

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