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"who are you"?

Grindelwald raised his wand solemnly, because the person opposite him no longer suppressed his aura.

A strong sense of oppression came over like a mountain, and Grindelwalds finally understood what his Chinese friend said—

"A person who has blood on his hands cannot be stopped."

"To some extent, I stand with Mr. Zhang Yan."

Zhang Qi held the wand with his left hand, and put his right hand in his bosom, not knowing what he was holding.

"Do you want to continue fighting? Dear Mr. Grindelwald"?

The smiling face on Zhang Qi's white mask seemed to be laughing at the other party. Grindelwald had never felt that such an outfit would be so infuriating.

"Give me a reason to believe in you".

Grindelwald said coldly.

"I don't think there is any need for a reason. If I wanted to kill you two just now, I just need to leave a bomb in the restaurant. Why waste such a good opportunity and plan to do it later?"

Zhang Qi shrugged his shoulders and asked back.

"Time is running out. I still have some urgent matters here. If there is nothing else, I will leave first."

Seeing that Grindelwald was still looking livid and standing there motionless, Zhang Qi shook his head helplessly, and then walked towards him.

"Sometimes I really hate people like you. You don't know when you are obsessed, and you end up in debt"...

When walking past Grindelwald, Zhang Qi sighed, making the other party confused.

"Goodbye, Mr. Grindelwald, maybe after a while, we will meet again."

Zhang Qi left such a sentence, then waved his hand without looking back, and then walked out of the alley.

Grindelwald clutched his old wand tightly. He could have easily raised his hand and shot a death curse at the back, but his hand seemed to be filled with lead and he couldn't lift it at all.

Finally, the figure in the windbreaker disappeared at the end of the alley. Grindelwald slowly lowered his stiff arms, and stood there with a solemn expression for a long time.

...

"Damn it, this guy really wasn't a fuel-efficient lamp when he was young."

After walking to the street and confirming that no one was following him, Zhang Qi took off his mask and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand.

That person's aura can almost drive a normal person crazy. No wonder Grindelwald turned against the warden in the Paris Wizarding Prison just by relying on his own mouth. This is his specialty.

Although he effortlessly broke up the phoenix formed by Fiendfire according to his bloodline advantage, if the two of them really fought, Zhang Qi couldn't even guarantee that he could escape successfully.

After all, Grindelwald is still the world's first Dark Lord, and his incomparable appeal hides extremely high strength and combat experience.

In this era, apart from those reclusive old monsters, only Dumbledore has the potential to bring them down.

"Hey, I just finished solving this, but I was targeted by my own people again."

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When Zhang Qi passed by a peddler selling mirrors, he saw the man in a brown coat behind him.

"Tsk, the other side is too cautious, I'm afraid of losing track."

The man in the brown coat behind him clicked his tongue and complained about Zhang Qi's difficulty, but he didn't know that the other party had found him.

"Turning into a small alley again, this kind of place is the most difficult to follow."

The man sighed when he saw Zhang Qi turning into an alley, then followed him closely and walked in.

This is an alley extending in all directions. The man watched Zhang Qi turn right, so he followed.

"Where are people? Where are people now?"

The Gu man leaned against the wall, made sure that the footsteps in front were far away, and then looked to the right, but was horrified to find that there was no one in this long alley.

"It's over, I lost it this time."

The young man stomped his feet, and then reluctantly planned to turn back to the western restaurant, because now he couldn't find the other party at all.

"No, sir, you didn't actually lose track."

Some kind of hard and cold object lightly pressed against the back of his head, the cold touch was so tormenting that the young man felt a little dazed.

"After changing clothes from the restaurant, you have been following me, what's the matter?"

Zhang Qi asked softly.

"First, sir, you didn't give me the money at that time, so I just thought... forgive me, sir, I don't want the money anymore"!

The young man pretended to be very frightened, and raised his hands high, even tears streaming down his face.

"Don't talk to me, why don't I believe that the waiter in the restaurant will carry a pistol on his body"?

Zhang Qi snorted coldly, then pulled out the pistol from the man's waist with his left hand, and held it in his own hand.

"Hmph, you haven't even loaded the gun, you can't live here for a few days if you are like this."

Zhang Qi stepped back and checked the barrel of the gun, and found that although the safety of the pistol had been opened, it was not loaded.

"I gave it back to you, it's all my own, don't always follow me in the future."

Zhang Qi patted the man on the shoulder, then pointed the handle of the gun at him, and handed the gun over.

"this"…

The other party was obviously taken aback, and then took the gun with some hesitation.

"It was a big mistake for Zhang Yan to eat at your place. He actually ran to a competitor's stronghold to eat, and he didn't even notice it. He really is, alas"...

Zhang Qi shook his head helplessly ~lightnovelpub.net~ Please don’t follow me in the future, I am standing in the same direction as you, and some people in your stronghold are still my old acquaintances.”

"Who are you?"

The young man asked warily.

Although he believed Zhang Qi's words at this time, after all, Zhang Qi could have shot his head directly with a gun just now, but returned his gun to him after handing it over, and he used a preaching tone.

Even though the person in front of him was just a teenager, this young man did not dare to take it lightly.

In this chaotic era, among most people struggling with death, there will always be some dazzling people.

"Are you talking about me? It's just a like-minded person like you. Please don't ask too much about my life experience, because I can't tell you."

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Zhang Qi shrugged his shoulders, and then patted the young man on the back again.

"Because of those of you who are unwilling to give up, this land of smoke and war has hope for a bright future."

"Salute to you".

Zhang Qi took a step back, bowed solemnly to the young man, then turned around, and walked towards the street outside without looking back.

The young man stood there in a daze for a long time, and then belatedly planned to catch up and ask something.

But when he walked to the street, the boy just now had already disappeared in the crowd of people coming and going.