Operation Red Book

Chapter 503: The World's No. 1 Magical Equipment Store

“Boom—clang!”

"Crack!"

Ivy didn't dare to open her eyes. The warm blood splashed on her face and wet her eyelashes.

Just now, through the slits of her eyes, she caught a glimpse of the small stall next to the guillotine. The stall was simple and unpretentious, and no one visited it.

The items inside were rich and varied, but arranged in a mess. There were crystals, brooms, magic wands, candies... and many strange little things whose names I didn't know.

The overall color of the store is dark green, and the spooky look is very depressing and scary. In front of the store, there is a skull of a sheep or a horse, which makes people shudder at the sight of it.

But in such a small shop with no visitors, "people" can come out one after another out of nowhere.

These "people" seemed to have their souls taken away. Their eyes were blurry, their limbs were stiff, and tiny beads of blood were constantly oozing from their waists.

Ivy couldn't help but look at it curiously, her eyes fixed on this strange shop, completely unaware that her body had already climbed up the bloody ramp.

The clown appeared beside her without her noticing. He slowly pulled the rope of the guillotine, and watched with a smile as the knot at the end of the rope dropped down little by little and landed on the ground...

Ivy, who was unaware of the impending danger, was still concentrating on observing the strange shop. For some reason, the atmosphere of the shop gave her a very familiar feeling, as if she had been there before, or as if someone around her had been there before...

An ominous premonition lingered in her heart, causing her mood to suddenly become nervous. Her heartbeat seemed to be about to burst through her chest, and she felt as if a chill was lingering on her back.

However, Ivy always felt like she was missing something important...

"hey-hey!"

But she has no time, maybe in the next life...

The guillotine fell, cutting her in half. She still had 16 seconds to think...

"Swish——" the rope instantly rushed into the air.

“Boom——” The huge blade rushed down like fire.

Huh? There seems to be a sign at the top of the store that is covered by straw...

There is a long string of crooked words written on it...what is it?

"Soul! Give me soul!" the clown screamed excitedly.

Ivy turned a deaf ear to him. She tilted her head, squinted her eyes, and stuttered out the English letters:

"The world's number one... the world's number one magic tool store!"

Just as she finished her words, a hurricane suddenly blew towards her, carrying sand into her eyes. The strong stimulation made her close her eyes tightly.

The chill on my back was replaced by the bleak evening breeze, followed by a sudden fall of my body.

"Ahhhhhhh-"

"Bang--bang--"

“Swish—boom—”

A loud noise like an airplane bombing rang in Ivy's ears and lingered for a long time.

She heard the sword that could cut through iron like mud slashing at the huge wooden beams, she heard the wood as thick as elephant legs breaking and falling to the ground, she heard countless collapses, falls, tumbles, and dust...

She could feel it, the guillotine fell, the guillotine fell...

But her body continued to fall, and the strong feeling of weightlessness forced her to scream instinctively:

"Ahhhhhhh-"

"Crack!"

Until a sharp sound stopped her cry for help.

The sound of cutting vegetables frightened Ivy's heart.

There is no cabbage or Chinese spinach here. This sound means that someone's flesh has been pierced by a sharp knife.

At the same time, the feeling of weightlessness disappeared, replaced by a broad chest, and she was caught by someone.

Taking advantage of the opportunity when she landed on the ground, Ivy hugged the "hero" who saved her tightly, and opened her eyes despite the discomfort.

What came into view was the flying dust. The place where the huge guillotine had originally stood had now become a ruin, with large bloodstains underneath.

A long sword with a fine spike was stuck in the largest log, showing its victory and glory.

Next to the long sword, the terrifying clown opened his bloody mouth and struggled hard.

There was a big hole in his chest, and black blood spurted out, staining the white lace umbrella inserted in his chest.

The blood-stained white robe fluttered behind the clown, occasionally interspersed with long curly golden hair.

The moment Grace opened her bright eyes and her pretty face moved away from the clown's head, Ivy felt that the whole world had become much gentler.

"Miss Grace!" Ivy shouted with great joy.

"Well..." Grace's expression was cold, but her tone was full of joy, "Good evening, Miss Ivy."

“Gahhhhhh!”

Suddenly, the clown screamed, and his long tongue flew out from his mouth, which was split into four parts, and rushed towards Grace behind him.

The tip of his tongue had turned into a curved hook at some point, like a long-dormant snake, viciously planning to take Grace's life on the spot.

At the critical moment, the long sword tied with a thin spike jumped up from the ground, spun and cut off the long tongue like a sea snake, and chopped it into minced meat in two or three strokes.

“Gahhhhhh—”

The clown immediately closed his mouth and black tears flowed from his eyes.

The long sword rang in the air and quickly flew back to its owner's scabbard, right at Ivy's feet.

Only then did Ivy react, and she was still tightly holding the neck of the "hero" who saved her.

"thanks, thanks!"

She couldn't help but scream, causing the man in front of her to utter an unhappy "tsk".

Hmm? This familiar "tsk" sound... and that familiar white fluttering...

Ivy blinked and looked up stiffly at the godlike face, an appearance that was as pure as ice and as beautiful as jade, which was meticulously crafted.

Just by glancing at it, Ivy's eyes couldn't help but turn red.

Isn’t this Bo Fu whom I have been waiting for the whole night!

“Uwaaaaaaaaa——”

Her knees immediately weakened and she hugged Bofu's thighs and burst into tears.

"What are you doing!"

Bo Fu was startled. He tried desperately to shake off the "burden" on his feet, but unfortunately he failed.

Ivy mumbled a few times, and her voice and snot were muffled in the smooth and delicate fabric of her clothes.

Bofu didn't hear clearly, nor did he intend to hear clearly.

He simply gave up struggling, gave Grace a wink, and then directed the Chinese guards who had arrived to clean up the scene.

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu—”

"Don't cry, I've sent a letter to Mr. Zhu, asking him to bring some support from outside and rush back immediately..."

"Uuuuuu——"

But Ivy couldn't stop the tears from rolling down her face. She tried to relax her tense facial muscles, sobbing and looking up at Bofu with tearful eyes:

"Thank you very much!"

"I know...let go..."

Bofu was so annoyed that he had no idea what to do. He frowned and lifted the back of Ivy's collar with disgust.

But just as he was about to throw her out, the next cry made him stay where he was:

"Ancestor...my ancestor...wuwuwu thank you!"

The grievances and fears that she had endured all night were finally released at this moment, and Ivy suddenly felt extremely relieved.

The people controlled by the clown gradually regained consciousness, and the rescuers who arrived supported the confused people and sent them to the docked ship in batches.

There are medical teams from China and the West stationed there. It is a safe and secure place.

The other guards were clearing the ruins in an orderly manner. They cleared away a piece of debris, which was the back door of the "World's No. 1 Magic Equipment Store".

There were a dozen or so bodies cut in half, all bloody and the scene was horrific.

"soul."

Grace looked at the open back door and suddenly spoke. She walked down from the ruins with the clown, the white lace umbrella still stuck in the clown's chest.

“All the lost souls are here.”

"So it was him who lurked here, stealing the souls of the people at the Chinese Wharf, causing me to be criticized during the meeting."

Bo Fu's face darkened, and his eyes were full of resentment as he looked at the clown.

"For three months in a row," he added bitterly.

"soul?"

After capturing the key words, Ivy instantly regained consciousness.

"What does the Joker want souls for? Is he from Hell? No... is he from the Ancient Gods?"

"I don't know." Bo Fu shook his head, and his eyes softened as he looked at Ivy. "But thank you for fulfilling your promise and helping me catch the criminal..."

"Uh... promise?"

Ivy was stunned, with doubts written all over her face.

"You forgot, didn't you?"

Bofu's face fell again, and his fingers clenched the back of Ivy's collar again.

"Grandfather! Grandfather!" Seeing that the situation was not good, Ivy immediately hugged Bofu's thighs tightly, "Actually, I have something to say to you..."

Ivy said this with tears in her eyes, pretending to be aggrieved.

"speak."

"Actually, from my angle, your breasts are really big! Can I touch them?"

The air suddenly became quiet, and everyone's movements became cautious.

"Um……"

Bofu's face turned purple. Ivy activated her ability to read people's expressions again and grumbled unwillingly while hugging her strong calves.

"What I said to you just now in Shisanfang... Yes, I'm sorry, I was too arrogant and didn't take your feelings into consideration..."

"fine."

"Really?! Do you accept my thanks and apology?!"

"Something happened."

"what?"

"He's running away."

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

Ivy was thrown away.

"You really don't know how to be gentle with women! You are not a gentleman at all!"

She complained silently in her heart.