The Periodic Table of Words at Hogwarts

Chapter 269

"who are you"?

Grindelwald raised his wand with a solemn expression, because at this time the person opposite him no longer suppressed his aura.

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

"The momentum of a person who has actually had blood on his hands cannot be stopped."

"To a certain extent, I stand with Mr. Zhang Yan."

Zhang Qi held up the wand with his left hand, and put his right hand in his arms, 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 mocking the other party. Grindelwald had never thought that such an outfit would be so infuriating.

"Give me a reason to believe 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 would just leave a bomb in the restaurant. Why leave such a good opportunity unused and plan to do it later?"

Zhang Qi shrugged his shoulders and asked.

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

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

"Sometimes I really hate people like you. You don't even know you are obsessed with someone, but you end up in debt"...

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

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

Zhang Qi left these words, then waved his hand without looking back, and then walked out of the alley.

Grindelwald clutched his Elder Wand tightly. He could have easily raised his hand to shoot a killing curse at the back, but his hand seemed to be filled with lead and he could not 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, this guy was really not a fuel-efficient person 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 man's aura could almost drive a normal person crazy. No wonder Grindelwald had previously instigated the warden in the Paris Wizarding Prison with just his own words. This was his specialty.

Although he effortlessly dispersed the phoenix formed by the condensed fire according to the advantages of his bloodline, if the two people really fight, Zhang Qi can't even guarantee that he can successfully escape.

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

In this era, except for those reclusive old monsters, only Dumbledore has the possibility to defeat them.

"Alas, I just finished solving this problem, and ended up being targeted by my own people again."

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

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

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

"We turned into a small alley again. This kind of place is the most difficult to follow."

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

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

"Where are the people? Where are the people now?" .seven

GuThe man leaned against the wall and made sure that the footsteps in front of him were far away. Then he looked to the right, but was horrified to find that there was no one in this long alley.

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

The young man stamped 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, actually you didn't follow me."

Some kind of hard and cold object gently pressed against the back of his head. The cold touch was so torturous that the young man felt that he was in a trance.

"You have been following me since you changed your clothes in the hotel. Is there something wrong?"

Zhang Qi asked softly.

"First of all, sir, you didn't give me any money at that time, so I just thought... spare my life, sir, I don't want the money anymore"!

The young man pretended to be very scared, raised his hands high, and even shed tears.

"Don't talk to me. Why don't I believe that a waiter in a restaurant would carry a pistol on his body?"

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

"Humph, it's not even loaded. You won't survive here for a few days if you do this."

Zhang Qi stepped back and checked the chamber of the gun. He found that although the safety of the pistol was turned on, it was not loaded.

"I gave it back to you. We are all our own. Don't always follow me in the future."

Zhang Qi patted the man on the shoulder, then handed the gun over to him with the handle of the gun facing him.

"this"……

The other party was obviously taken aback, and then hesitantly took the gun.

"Zhang Yan made a big mistake eating here. He actually went to a competitor's stronghold to eat, and he didn't even notice it. He is really, ugh"...

Zhang Qi shook his head helplessly.

"Please don't follow me in the future. I stand 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 already believed Zhang Qi's words at this time, after all, Zhang Qi could have just blown his head off with a gun, but after handing over the gun, he returned his gun to him, and in a preaching tone.

Even though the person in front of him was just a teenager, the 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? I'm just a like-minded person like you. Please don't ask too much about my life experience, because I won't be able to tell you."

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

"It is precisely because of those of you who are unwilling to give up that this smoke-torn, war-torn continent 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 stunned for a long time, and then he planned to catch up and ask more questions.

But when he walked to the street, the young man just now had already disappeared into the flow of people.