Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 "What did you say is great?"

　　 He thought that he was too fascinated, and did not notice that Miss Audrey opened the door again and walked into the shop. This time she was only one person, and the weird Broniance was not by her side.

　　 "What's wrong with you, Jenkins, it looks bad, like someone is forcing you to marry."

　　 The woman sighed jokingly, but she didn't notice that Jenkins's face stiffened for an instant, she really guessed it right.

"Why are you here again... I mean, what do you want to do when you come to the antique shop? Sorry for interrupting our conversation. That is my father. I thought something went wrong at home. thing."

　　 He apologized in a low voice, and wanted to take out the tea set just now. Miss Audrey shook her head, just standing in front of the counter and talking:

　　 "I'm sorry too, my friend probably scared you just now. But don't worry, that weird person has always been like this...Oh, I will leave right away, there are only three things.

　　 First thing, I went to this address on Saturday night to see me. Our divination course has been delayed for a long time. "

　　 said, handing Jenkins a yellowed note, Jenkins immediately lit it with flames after reading it.

　　 "The second thing, the Bronnie just now...Miss, is my friend, a very good friend in the church. But she may be a little abnormal, I hope you can understand."

　　 "Can understand."

　　 Jenkins nodded immediately.

　　Actually, he always thought that fortune-tellers were crazy people who didn't speak logically but knew everything. He thinks that Miss Audrey is actually an outlier in the divination family.

　　 "Just understand. This friend of mine is just a little curious about you, she is not malicious, I mean...yes, she is really just curious."

　　 Now that Miss Audrey speaks a little bit illogical, Jenkins is very worried that this is affected by the woman just now.

　　 "About my father... Since she is also a fortune-teller, then about my father should have died 30 years ago..."

　　 Jenkins said hesitantly, actually wanting to ask what is going on.

　　 "There is a problem with her divination."

　　Miss Audrey nodded and confirmed this in one bite. And while uttering this sentence, he showed a joyful expression of revenge. She doesn't hide this feeling, so even Jenkins, who is very bad at deciphering facial expressions, can understand it.

　　 "Yes, there is a problem with her divination, and her divination has a big problem."

　　 The woman emphasized this point repeatedly, and even the corners of her mouth were smiling. She seemed to be in a very good mood. Jenkins had never seen such an expression on her astronomy teacher before.

　　 "Okay, I see, there is a problem with her divination. Then please say the third thing."

　　 This matter is full of weirdness. Now even Miss Audrey has become a little weird. Jenkins thought it would be better to ask Dad later.

　　 "Oh, yes, the third thing. I accidentally performed a divination yesterday. This is a common thing. Although the result is a bit obscure, I think it has something to do with you."

　　 said, she took out a small paper bag from her outer pocket and handed it to Jenkins. After opening, there are more than ten pieces of gravel inside, which are the kind of irregular stones that are very common on the roadside.

　　 "Hmm...what does this mean?"

　　 Jenkins and the cat tilted their heads and looked at them for a long time, but they didn't realize that these stones could talk.

　　 "This means that a terrible thing will happen in this city, and this terrible thing is related to the cemetery, the black cat, and the elderberry."

　　 The three things mentioned by Miss Audrey are very unlucky things in the eyes of ordinary citizens. Needless to say, the cemetery and the black cat, and the elderberry is regarded as the habitat of the soul, because it will have negative associations with witches and bad luck. To this day, in some remote rural villages, dull villagers still believe that burning elderberry or bringing it into the house is unlucky.

　　 "But what does it have to do with me?"

　　 Jenkins asked suspiciously. Although he has a cemetery, there are no black cats and elderberry products.

　　 "Savvy fortunetellers seldom do divination on whim, and once they do, it must represent a fairly accurate result..."

　　 At this moment, it seems to be back in those interesting divination courses, Miss Audrey still plays the role of a teacher.

　　 "This is the divination or prediction I made for you. Although the accuracy of the prediction has yet to be tested, in the past two months, we must pay attention to matters related to this."

　　 Jenkins then understood and nodded immediately.

　　 "What do you think the ‘bad thing’ would be?"

　　He is a little worried. From previous experience, the divination made by this lady is extremely accurate. If this time still maintains the previous accuracy, then Jenkins may really be in serious trouble.

　　 "I don't know, this is just a prediction."

　　 But even if Jenkins is troubled any more, it is ultimately something that will not happen in the distant future, and what he has to deal with is the business of antique shops. Probably because of the two uninvited guests in the afternoon, there have been no guests in the antique shop after they left.

Chapter 780 Chapter 764 Chaos in the Dock Area

　　 Jenkins is looking forward to making a business while visiting the store, and boasting to him when he comes back, but no one gives him this opportunity.

　　 He spends the rest of the afternoon reading and playing with cats. After watching "Appreciation of Nature: An Encyclopedia of Common Dangerous Plants" for a while, the chocolate is also satisfied with the good time in the afternoon, which is probably all the harvest in the afternoon.

　　 Dad came back close to five o'clock in the afternoon. He passed through the thick fog, so when he passed by Jenkins, Jenkins's keen sense of smell could even smell the unique smell of Nolan's air.

　　 "What a bad luck! Damn Morzac, don't let me see him again!"

　　 Dad opened the door and couldn't stop complaining. Jenkins didn't even have time to talk about the afternoon. His curiosity was a bit heavy, so when he took the hat, he asked:

　　 "What's wrong? What happened, daddy?"

　　 "A gangster in the wharf area went crazy and broke into all the warehouses in the third area of ​​the wharf east and almost broke the warehouse door of the store!"

　　 said, he slammed the table with his hand, then suppressed the expression on his face and shook the back of his hand:

　　 "That **** guy, I knew he would get into trouble sooner or later. I've known since the young Morzac dropped the old Morzac into the sea!"

　　 The man that the old man said was a gang leader in the dock area. In fact, it was the gloves of a certain nobleman. Morzac could do some money laundering, smuggling, protection fees, and intelligence gathering. This is a very common thing and belongs to a small silhouette of this era.

　　 "Why is he crazy because of?"

　　 Jenkins asked, turning around and handing the old man a towel, and stopped Chocolate from rubbing his book with his tail.

　　 "Lost a large number of smuggled arms."

　　 The old man said angrily, taking a sip from the water glass. Jenkins immediately stopped commenting, he seemed to be really connected with this matter.

"Morzac's former'boss' was dealt with by the church because of the blood-sucking matter. It is difficult for a person in his position to survive without the support of nobles or officials. It is said that it is a certain big man who has hooked up in the capital. Nobleman, the arms business this time is a demonstration of loyalty, but something went wrong..."

　　 He snorted coldly, then wiped his hands with a wet towel:

　　 "So what happened this afternoon is not surprising. If he can't find the goods, I think his family will be dead."

　　 "Yes, it is true."

　　 Jenkins replied vaguely. Although the old man was strange, he did not associate this matter with him.

　　 The hapless Mr. Morzac was killed by the Stilwell field police before the father came back. The interests and secrets of the wharf area are related to most of the top of the city. Since he is not abiding by the rules, someone will naturally take action.

　　 It is conceivable that before the sea ice melts this year, there will be ups and downs in the dock area, and there is even the possibility of gun battles. This situation will continue until there are new managers in the dock area or a greater reshuffle, but this will definitely not affect Jenkins's life...probably.

　　 After talking about his own affairs, the old man asked if there were any guests in the afternoon, and he quickly noticed the suitcase behind the counter.

　　 Jenkins complained about what happened in the afternoon, and Dad was taken aback by the surname "Bronnie Anse":

　　 "No, this is not a surname. Fortune-tellers never reveal their real name... It seems to be... it's okay, you continue."

　　 He listened to Jenkins with a weird expression about Robert's story thirty years ago, without saying a word. Dad also experienced the plague thirty years ago, and naturally knew a lot about that kind of weird infectious disease. He originally thought that Jenkins' blood awakening was a change in this generation, but he did not expect that there would be signs in the previous generation of William.

　　 "Father, daddy, what are you thinking? Is there any question?"

　　 Jenkins saw his father in a daze, so he patted him lightly.

　　 "It's okay, you keep talking."

　　 Finally, I talked about the things in the suitcase and Robert's request. Jenkins was really upset about it.

　　 "But what does it matter? It's just an invitation to a female friend to eat at home. I think neither Hesha nor Mihail will refuse."

　　 Dad’s reaction to this incident was very flat: "And Robert was right. Your age should indeed be considered."

"but......"

　　 "But I can really help you."

"really?"

　　 Jenkins straightened up from behind the counter.

"of course."

　　 The old man nodded and put down the water glass, "I know many gem artisans with very good craftsmanship. The quality of this rough stone is good, don't waste it."

　　 patted the rock as he spoke, and didn't even look at Jenkins's expression at this time.

　　 Even if the old man's words meant to fall into the trap, Jenkins had to accept his kindness. No matter how unwilling he is, he must complete the "instructions" given by Robert and Mary. This is what he must do after he has his current body.

　　 After giving Jenkins the gem craftsman's business card, the old man blasted him out of the shop. The reason is not to stand there and get the eye out. He seems to think that Jenkins should do more important things now.

　　 But Jenkins has nothing to do. He will be a little busy tomorrow. In the morning, he will go to church to give a lecture. This is a very hard work.

　　 "Chocolate, what shall we have for dinner?"

　　 Today, Mrs. Mahart, Jenkins’ maid, couldn’t come because of something, and Jenkins didn’t bother to cook dinner, so she wanted to eat out.

　　 He originally planned to invite Dad to finish the meal, but since the two talked about what happened in the afternoon, he can't sit with Dad now. Otherwise, the old man will hint at him from all angles, and take the time to solve the problem.

　　 The fog is still so dense, coupled with the gloomy weather, the whole city seems to be shrouded in gray. There were few pedestrians in the street, and Jenkins walked along the wall with his neck curled up.

　　 The front side of his coat looks swollen because the chocolate is inside. But it is still winter, and people will only think that this is too much clothes. Few people would suspect that there is still a small creature hidden here.

　　 Now Jenkins is talking to himself rather than asking about chocolate. He desperately wanted to find a quieter place to sit down, and then carefully think about how to face the disaster at the end of this month.

Chapter 781 Chapter Seven Hundred and Sixty Five

　　While thinking, he turned into an alley without knowing it. Jenkins also walked through here. Entering this neighborhood means going through the complicated slum laneway to get back to the main road again. He had planned to look back, but he thought that after going out from here, he would see a nice restaurant, so he went on.

　　 His clothes at this time are common styles of black windbreaker, leather boots and hats. After walking into the slum, they are not very eye-catching. The nearby accommodation is very chaotic, and no one will be curious when a stranger appears, so it doesn't seem embarrassing to go all the way.

　　Norland City is one of the most developed cities in the kingdom and even the whole continent, but the “slums” as a symbol of the times have not disappeared here. The so-called slums, which occupy less than half of the urban area, live nearly two-thirds of the active urban population. And the bright world that Jenkins comes into contact with, there will be no such people.

　　 He walked with his head down. The muddy roads are not suitable for fast walking. Obviously the roads in the slums are like this. And even if there is no problem with the road itself, the wanton dumping of domestic garbage and even human excrement, as well as the privately erected clothesline, will bring great inconvenience to walking.

　　 Fortunately, the journey was not very long. Jenkins turned two turns and avoided a boy who was laughing and playing with hoops. The exit of the alley was just in front of his eyes.

"I want to eat......"

　　 He was thinking about the dinner for a while, and a smile appeared inadvertently at the corner of his mouth. Seeing a small pebble exposed under the snowy surface in front of him, it seemed that Jenkins had found his childhood and kicked it subconsciously.

　　 This was just a subconscious behavior. He thought that the stone would fly forward, then hit the wall on one side and bounce to stop. But the stone made a little joke with Jenkins. Although it flew out according to the predetermined trajectory, it hit the steam pipe on the wall.

　　Dangling~

　　 When the two collided, there was a clear metal collision sound, and then the stone bounced and broke the glass of the house aside. The sound of broken glass seems to reverberate in the alley here, although the structure here does not have the effect of echoing.

　　 Jenkins, who got into trouble, shrank his neck subconsciously, and looked left and right. No one was relieved after seeing this scene.

　　 "I'm not afraid of being discovered, I'm just worried about damaging Jenkins Williams' reputation."

　　 He found an excuse for his own, and then nodded secretly. He counted out some change from his pocket, intending to compensate for the loss of the glass.

　　The house with broken glass belongs to the most dilapidated house. Its windows are facing the alley, which is enough to explain the poor living environment here.

　　 The door is not locked, indicating that there is someone in the room. Jenkins waited for a while, seeing no one coming out cursing, he walked over and knocked on the door.

　　 The first finger touched the door of the room, and the door was pushed open by this force. Jenkins was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and looked behind him like a thief, for fear of being regarded as a thief breaking through the door.

　　 "Hey, this kind of worry seems to have appeared once recently. That is..."

　　 It was the No. 34 incident on Charles de Gaulle Lane. Because of this concern, Jenkins encountered a series of troubles afterwards.

　　 "Don't cause trouble, you have enough trouble."

　　 He reminded himself, and then wanted to confirm that there was no aura inside, and then threw the money into the house and left. But the Eye of Truth had just opened, and he saw an amazing black aura spreading across the house.

　　 It was obviously in the shape of a skeleton. Needless to say, it was another undead recovery event.

　　 Thinking of this, inexplicable anger suddenly surged. Obviously, I was calmly reminding myself last moment, but at this moment, it seemed that magma burst out of his body, and the soaring anger made Jenkins almost directly blow up the house in front of him.

　　 "It's an undead again, just trouble me, right?"

　　 He has not forgotten the fierce battle in the dry woods, the tragic situation of the Galt family in the cemetery, and the great disaster brought by the undead to Nolan City. Coupled with the bad temper accumulated because of the incident in the afternoon, the anger can't be restrained completely at this moment.

　　 "Well, is the undead resurrected?"

　　 He said viciously, took a very uncivilized sip, then bent over and pulled a handful of stubborn weeds by the wall, then kicked the door open, and walked into the house angrily.

　　 The room is unusually shabby and cold. It seems that it has long been abandoned, there is no furniture, and a thick layer of dust has accumulated on the ground.

　　 Suddenly a strange sound came from the roof. Due to the disrepair of the house and Jenkins’s vigorous opening of the door, a rock fell down and hit the forehead of Jenkins, who hadn’t cared because of excessive anger.