Chapter 221 The Supporting Player Wants to Stroke the Tiger's Whiskers

At this time, Abe rushed in quickly and stopped in front of Aaron with an emergency brake. "Master, Master, I ran four streets and seven shops with the housekeeper. I can't bear it anymore."

"Thank you for your hard work." Aaron picked it up with some heartache, and then gave everyone a sincere smile, "A middle-aged man dressed well will come in later. As long as he walks straight towards me, he is the target."

"Severus." Pierre reminded, "We are only responsible for helping you stop him."

"Of course, it's enough to delay him for ten minutes. Don't tell me that you can't stop even one person with so many people." Aaron smiled meaningfully, "I believe you will not let me down."

Creaky!

The door opened, and Genes frowned subconsciously as he looked at the dozens of wizards in the hall looking at him like prey.

But he didn't care. After all, this is Knockturn Alley, where all kinds of people are mixed.

After a quick glance, he set his sights on his young master, not noticing that the wizards around him had quietly drawn their wands.

Jeans smiled and walked quickly towards Aaron.

But after a few steps, Pierre blocked him, "Excuse me, sir, Severus asked us to stop you."

"Snape?" Jeans was a little confused. The young master's running away from home was a family affair of the Gaius family, and even if Snape was the young master's teacher, he had no right to intervene.

"Please get out of the way, since I'm in a good mood."

"I'm sorry! Mr. Genes." Aaron stood up with an innocent smile on his face, "Mr. Peel has a very good reputation. He promised to help me stop you, and we signed a contract."

Genes subconsciously thought of the magic contract, and a few black lines appeared on his face, "Is it the kind of contract I understand?"

Aaron did not explain directly, but smiled meaningfully: "The content of the contract is very simple, use the magic ring in exchange for Mr. Peel to hold you for ten minutes."

Genes breathed a sigh of relief, this kind of contract is relatively easy to tear up.

It won't take ten minutes, it can be solved in one minute.

"Is it him?" Genes looked at Peel, with a hint of contempt at the corner of his mouth, "Master, you don't think he can stop me?"

"Master?"

Peel frowned, and an ominous premonition came to his mind.

"That's my nickname." Aaron explained immediately, "People in the underworld give me face."

"Humph! You are indeed a figure, but I don't think I have heard of you."

"That's normal. There are so many people you haven't heard of." Aaron said confidently, "I don't think I need to explain so much to you!

Mr. Pierre, don't forget our contract and do what you should do."

"Mr. Genes, see you in a month." Aaron waved his hand and slowly stepped back.

"It won't take that long, young master." Genes shook his head helplessly, "I will catch you in two minutes at most."

Hearing this, Pierre's face was a little ugly.

This is his little piece of land after all, and as a high-level magician, he is also a little arrogant. It is inevitable that he feels uncomfortable to be looked down upon by a junior.

"I didn't intend to do anything to you." Pierre drew out his wand and pointed it at Genes, "but you make me unhappy, especially unhappy, so don't even think about getting away."

"What do you mean." Genes didn't even take out his wand, but simply glanced at him, and the transparent wave shook Pierre back several steps, and the monocle he was wearing fell to the ground.

"Watfuck! Casting without a wand?"

"You have some knowledge." Genes said disdainfully, "If you know what's good for you, get out of the way, and hand over the ring by the way, I'll give you one minute."

"Do you really think I'm afraid of you?" Pierre said angrily, casting without a wand is just a casting technique, which cannot improve strength.

In other words, Genes has no capital to be arrogant in front of his senior.

"Alas!" Genes looked at his watch, "You still have thirty seconds."

Pierre sneered, raised the wand in his hand, and waved it lightly, and a chair smashed over.

Genes raised his right hand, and the chair in the air turned into a leaf and fell down, but what surprised him was that there was a blood-red light behind the chair.

Bang!

A transparent barrier lit up in front of Genes, blocking the blood light outside, but he also took a half step back.

"Do you regret it?" Pierre increased the output of magic power, and the transparent barrier gradually faded, "It's too late to regret."

"Idiot."

Genes said lightly, then drew out the magic wand and decisively shot at the moment when the barrier turned into countless fragments of light.

Crack!

The white magic spell and the blood-red light collided in the air, but they had an absolute advantage.

Seeing this, Pierre's face turned from red to white, and he felt as if he had been deceived.

How could this person be similar to him! He tried his best but was at an absolute disadvantage, which meant that the other party was at least a peak magician.

"Why don't you do it?" Pierre looked at the dark wizards watching the show with anger, "Don't forget, you also received money."

A dark wizard raised his wand, and a ball of white light flew towards Jins.

He dodged immediately and avoided the spell, but it also gave Pierre a chance to breathe.

"What are you doing? Come on together!"

The dark wizards no longer hesitated and waved their wands.

Soon, Jins was submerged in the colorful light.

The dark wizards seemed to be having a lot of fun, and decisively abandoned the original plan of casting two spells and retreating, and output magic power without any scruples.

This group of people doesn't care about any rules at all, and they don't care about the consequences. As for whether this person lives or dies, they don't care.

The scene was quite grand. The tables, chairs and benches in the auction house were turned into debris, the ground was half opened, and even the ceiling began to sprinkle dust.

Rumble!

The huge noise affected several nearby shops, and many people came to watch curiously.

Aaron, who had just walked out a few dozen meters away, turned his head and looked at the slightly trembling auction house, and couldn't help but twitching his mouth.

He didn't have any good feelings for these greedy guys. They dared to attack him, a harmless child, one by one. It can be seen that they were not good people, but at this moment he still mourned for them in his heart for a second.

Originally according to his plan, Pierre was the main force, and the remaining black wizards were just auxiliary.

But once they started, they would be participants. Jins would be forced to fight back without knowing why, but with his temper, he probably wouldn't kill them. He would just lie down for ten days or half a month.

But if these black wizards were too much and thought Jins was easy to bully, they would be courting death. The anger of a great magician was not something they could afford.

After about a minute, a group of black wizards gradually stopped their actions and looked curiously at the blurry smoke and dust in the center.

Pierre wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. In his opinion, the transaction ended here. Even a peak mage would be doomed under such intensive attacks.

He didn't care that his place was in a mess. He would just use the repair spell to repair it later.

Besides, as long as he sold the ring, he could decorate the place more luxuriously, and even retire early to enjoy life.

"Pierre, leave the corpse collection to me!" said a middle-aged wizard with a hunchback.

"What are you thinking? You won't let go of the dead man's money." The one-eyed wizard mocked.

"Not only the dead man's money, but also his wand. The remaining body fragments can also be sold for some money."

......

Crack! Crack!

The sound of the mirror breaking was particularly clear in the noisy auction house.

The black wizards who were originally discussing how to make money from the dead looked at the center of the smoke and dust at the same time. A figure was standing there motionless.

"He... is still alive?" The hunchbacked middle-aged wizard asked in disbelief.

"Impossible, he must be dead.

No one can survive such a dense spell, not even the mysterious man." Someone suppressed the fear in his heart, as if he was trying to convince others, and also as if he was trying to convince himself.

"Well said." Jins said lightly, and then waved his arm.

The dust in the field condensed into a vortex in the air. After a while, everyone's vision gradually became clear, but the man in the center who was unscathed and even had no wrinkles on the corners of his clothes made them so nervous that they dared not even breathe.

"Voldemort really can't withstand such a dense attack, but it also depends on the level of the attacker.

With your level of strength, there are not many magicians, and the wizards are also good and bad, and there are even two mediocre magicians.

A group of rabble, who can't even beat Voldemort's Death Eaters, dare to attack me."

Hearing the word "Voldemort", all the dark wizards, including Pierre, shuddered, especially the second half of the sentence made them feel Jins' contempt for them.

If he was not absolutely confident in his own strength, he would never have such an attitude.

Some people realized that they had kicked the titanium alloy steel plate this time and wanted to escape from here, but as soon as they turned around, their legs were like being stuck in a quagmire and unable to extricate themselves.

"Don't rush to leave!

In fact, I haven't fought with anyone for almost ten years, but since you are looking for trouble, I can't pretend to let it go." Jins raised the wand in his hand, with a gentle smile on his face, but in the eyes of everyone, it was extremely cold, even more frightening than the three words "Voldemort".

"This sir, in fact, this is a misunderstanding." Someone said embarrassedly, "It was the damned young master who asked us to do this. If you want to find him, go find him!"

"How dare you disrespect my young master?" Jins glared at him fiercely, and with a flick of the wand, the dark wizard flew straight to the ceiling and began a free fall.

Bang!

Blood splattered, the black wizard trembled in pain, looking at Jins with tears in his eyes, "It was indeed he who asked us to do this."

"Impossible, I still know him, he would at most ask you to help delay time, he would not let you keep attacking."

"I, I..." The black wizard hesitated, unable to say anything.

"Hmph!" Jins snorted coldly, his eyes stayed on Pierre for a moment, and then looked at the black wizards, "If you do something wrong, you have to pay the price, I think you should understand this truth!"

Everyone looked at each other, they all understood the truth, but it was absolutely impossible to sit and wait for death.

But before they could react, Jins's wand pointed to the ground.

In an instant, the ground was full of cracks, and the cracks quickly extended in all directions, and the small auction house also shook violently.

The walls and ceilings collapsed one after another, and the rubble, under Jins' deliberate guidance, smashed the black wizards' heads and blood, and a few unlucky guys were directly buried alive.