Dark Demon Warlock

Chapter 161 The Two Loves

Joe Defoe and Hugh Defoe had very different temperaments, and they were not very similar in appearance.

Hugh Defoe was handsome, more like his mother.

Joe Defoe, on the other hand, was tall and strong, more like his father.

The strength of the two brothers is also not comparable, Hugh Defoe is only level 3, while Joe Defoe is a level 5 power warrior.

The two are only 4 years apart.

"That night he met with a researcher in Detrick's lab, and was angered by the following werewolves." Archer Coffey said with a mournful face and a low voice.

"What did he meet with the people in Detrick's laboratory?" Joe Defoe lowered his eyelids, with a chilling aura lingering around him.

He had just returned from the battlefield, and the murderous and bloody aura on his body hadn't completely faded away.

"He wants to ask Detrick's lab to help him kill someone." Archer Coffey told the truth.

"That man is special?" Joe Defoe asked.

According to the style of the Coffey family, when his younger brother died, no matter whether the man was the murderer or not, he should be buried with his younger brother.

But Archer Coffey did not take the initiative to mention that person, proving that he did not do anything to him.

Very abnormal.

"He has a close relationship with Moore Lane, and he is also a direct disciple of a master archaeologist." Archer Coffey explained, "Besides, he is just a small nobleman from the countryside, level 2, without such strength."

Joe Defoe was not very respectful of him.

That's why he didn't take Hugh Defoe's death very seriously.

Old Defoe was his father's man, Joe Defoe was his elder brother's man, Hugh Defoe was dead again, and all fools knew who the Defoe family would support.

"Moore Ryan? If it wasn't for having a good sister..." Joe Defoe snorted lightly, but didn't continue.

The Ryan family is nothing, but Claire Ryan's identity made him dare not talk about it behind his back.

After a moment of silence, he asked, "Did the werewolf not find it?"

"Master Sira has divination, and there is no trace of that werewolf." Archer Coffey frowned and shook his head.

"Where's the researcher in Detrick's lab?" Joe Defoe asked again unwillingly.

"I have already asked, but he has no clue. However, he also thinks that the werewolf was following him, and apologizes for Hugh's death." The other party has already admitted, and Archer Coffey has no reason to excuse them. .

"Give me the researcher's information and contact information." Joe Defoe said in a muffled voice.

Archer Coffey was about to say something, but he added: "And that little country nobleman."

"The plan is at a critical moment, and the teacher of that little nobleman is the master archaeologist leading the team." Archer Kofi didn't stop him, but just said something lightly, and then told him the information about the two of them.

Anyway, what happened is his responsibility.

Joe Defoe ignored it. After writing down the information, he asked some information about Vito Tutt, and when he learned that the latter was still missing, he turned and left.

Didn't plan on staying here.

How could he get too close to Archer Coffey?

...

Once again Myra Broad has been contacted by the Coffey family.

The time is late at night.

The location is on a deserted coast.

There are many places like this in the city of Pudra.

Didn't think much of it, went to the appointment on time.

Changed contacts again.

This time it was a burly warrior, about 2 meters tall, wearing a plate armor, holding a huge sword half as tall as a man in his hand, and the mask on the helmet was down, making it difficult to see his appearance clearly.

If it is a normal person, it will definitely notice the abnormality.

Myra Broad had nothing to do with the word "normal."

"What's the matter?" He came up and asked directly.

Joe Defoe, who had already posed, was taken aback by him.

He is already fully armed, doesn't he understand what he means?

Is the threshold for a researcher already so low?

Or was Archer Coffey lying to himself?

However, since he didn't see his hostility, he might as well ask first.

"How did Hugh Defoe die?" Joe Defoe believed Archer Coffey's explanation at best.

Outsiders don't know, doesn't he know the real relationship between Hugh and Archer Coffey?

What's more, after Hugh's death, Archer Coffey's last ray of hope for their family was also cut off, so he certainly wouldn't do his best to investigate.

"Why do you ask this again?" Myra Broad muttered dissatisfiedly.

Joe Defoe thought he had finally seen the flaw, and tightened his grip on the giant sword, but unexpectedly he continued, "Didn't you say that, he was killed by the werewolf who was following me."

This scapegoat must be carried to death, for fear that others will snatch it away!

Joe Defoe was taken aback.

Archer Coffey didn't lie to himself?

However, it immediately occurred to him that the man in front of him might have been in collusion with Archer Coffey.

"Then why are you alright?" See if you can find any flaws.

"The werewolf didn't find me, of course I'm fine." Myra Broad replied confidently.

"You are the main target, why didn't he find you?" Joe Defoe naturally didn't believe it.

Anyone would be suspicious.

"Then you'll have to ask him, how would I know!" Myra Broad was a little too honest.

"Do you know the whereabouts of that werewolf?" Joe Defoe endured and asked.

"I don't know. Werewolves who can escape the lab's pursuit are very good at hiding." Myra Broad still answered every question.

"How much do you know about the people Hugh Defoe asked you to kill?"

"Only known as Art Byron."

"How is that person's strength?"

"I don't know. I heard from Hugh Defoe that there is only level 2. We had already done it once, but there was an accident in the middle. We discussed with Hugh Defoe to do it again that night, but he died in the end."

"Where's Vito Tout?"

"Who is Vito Tout?"

"It's the soul mage next to Hugh Defoe!"

"do not know."

"Why didn't Hugh Defoe approach him?"

"do not know."

Myra Broad was a little annoyed, if it wasn't because Hugh Defoe was implicated in his death, he wouldn't answer these questions!

However, this person is endless and annoying.

He and Hugh Defoe are just a deal, do you still need to know the people around Hugh Defoe?

Joe Defoe was equally irritable.

It could be seen that Myra Broad was not lying.

But because of this, he was annoyed, this guy can't provide any useful information!

What kind of weirdness is that when cooperating with people, they don't know the other party's information at all!

He happened to meet him.

"Is there anything else to ask?" Myra Broad didn't want to waste any more time.

"No more!" Coincidentally, Joe Defoe didn't want to waste any more time.

"Then I'll go back..." Myra Brod just said halfway when he saw a huge sword split the air and cut towards him.

Caught off guard, he was directly decapitated by a sword.

Gululu, the fallen head rolled aside, and after detaching from the hood, it was revealed in the air.

I finally know why he is so honest!

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