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Book Three Chapter Twelve The Phantom of the Opera

On the Venice Pier, Feng Zhaoyuan saw the luxury RV at a glance.

A group of Japanese men guarded the car, not letting go of every tourist who left here.

Huinehara and Himemura Sakurakun looked at each other and quietly stepped back.

"There are all people from Feitianliu here."

Feng Zhaoyuan said in a deep voice: "These people are too arrogant and they actually blocked the dock so blatantly."

Sakura Kin Himura looked calm: "This is what I expected."

Huozawara thought for a while and said, "If these ninjas were really the murderers who killed Senior Himemura Yasumi, I believe the General Security Administration would not let them go."

"Does Takahara want to avenge my father through the power of the General Security Administration?"

"Yes. Baekson, the strength between you and me is limited after all."

Feng Zhaoyuan's voice gradually became soft and he slowly spoke out his plans.

In the crowd, an Italian boy suddenly squeezed over, bumped into Sakura-kun Himemura, said sorry casually, and ran forward as if flying.

Fengzhaohara felt something was wrong. Sakurajun Himemura touched her pocket and her face changed slightly: "My wallet is gone, those two jade pendants are inside."

Huinehara and Himemura Sakura immediately chased after him. Italian thieves are famous all over the world, but they didn't expect that they happened to meet them.

The boy quickly crept around among the crowded tourists, as flexible as a loach. Through two or three arch bridges, the boy's figure flashed in front of the Phoenix Opera House.

"Sorry, the opera will not be open until nine o'clock in the evening, and it is not open for now."

The security guard at the entrance of the theater blocked the two.

"But I saw someone just now."

A look of anxiety appeared on Himura Sakurajun's face, and the security guard said coldly: "You must have read it wrong."

Feng Zhaohara understood the meaning of Jade Pendant to Sakura Kishimura. She gritted her teeth and punched the security guard to the ground.

The two rushed into the opera house immediately.

The boy's figure just disappeared in the aisle.

Huinehara and Sakura-kun Himura exchanged expressions, and both realized something strange. There seemed to be something shameful hidden in this opera house.

The doors and windows in the theater were closed and the light was dim. The two of them chased along the aisle, and the door of the dressing room behind the stage was slightly shaking, and a sharp sound came from a faint sound.

Two burly men with ferocious faces were guarding the door. Seeing Fengzhaohara and Himemura Sakurajun, just as they were about to call, Fengzhaohara was quick-witted and rushed out like lightning, and silently knocked them down.

After the chakra was opened, he made progress invisibly, regardless of speed, reaction or strength. If he was allowed to duel with the demon scorpion, he would never be as embarrassed as he won last time.

Through the faint crack in the door, the two saw more than a dozen children kneeling on the ground, dressed in rags, raised their hands high, and stole Himemura Sakura-kun's wallet.

A tall and thin Jew was taking wallets from the boys.

Feng Zhaoyuan was slightly stunned. It seemed like a gang of burglaries, but the boys had extremely strange expressions, grinning, their tongues stretched out very long, their faces were blue and white, and they looked like some zombies.

The Jewish man stuffed his bulging wallet into his arms, nodded with satisfaction, and blew the silver whistle hanging on his chest.

The boys immediately got up flexibly, dancing, and seemed to hear the wonderful whistle and were very excited.

Huskawara and Himemura Sakurajun looked at each other, feeling very strange. Huskawa kicked open the door and said in a deep voice: "Take our wallet!"

The Jewish man was shocked, then grinned and punched Feng Zhaoyuan.

Fengzawara easily flashed by, and a left hook punch hit the opponent's chin accurately.

With a "bang", the Jewish Hanzhong flew out, and his back was about to hit the wall, but suddenly he stuck to the wall and slid upwards, rushing to the ceiling.

Feng Zhaoyuan was shocked. The other party's posture was completely contrary to the laws of physics. He only pressed his back against the ceiling, and his body could slide freely, just like a ghost. He stared at Feng Zhaoyuan and Sakura Kiku, and his original blue eyes suddenly turned into black.

In other words, those eyes suddenly became neither eyeball nor whites, just a thick ink-like black!

The Jewish man blew the silver whistle.

"Tahahara, be careful."

Sakura Kikumizu frowned slightly.

More than a dozen children were as if they were crazy and rushed towards the two of them viciously. They were like wolves and tigers, and there were still slight white foam flowing from the corners of their mouths.

"Baicy son, don't do it, look at me."

Fengzhao originally intended to show off in front of the beauty, blocked the front of Sakura Kin, and punched and kicked the more than ten children like autumn wind swept the fallen leaves. But they immediately got up and continued to rush towards the two of them, as if they didn't know the pain at all.

The whistle became more and more rapid, and the boys' movements became more and more fierce, and the roar of beasts was heard in their throats.

Feng Zhaohara's hands were numb when he hit him. His strength increased unconsciously and kept knocking down the other party. But these weak children were not like flesh and blood at all. Not to mention being injured, they could not even see a little painful reaction.

Feng Zhaoyuan was secretly anxious. It would be difficult to end the battle unless he attacked the key parts. But how could he bear to take action against these children?

A dozen cold light suddenly burst out from Sakura Kin's palm and shot rapidly towards the Jewish man on the ceiling. She had already seen that these children seemed to be manipulated by the whistle and had lost their ability to do so.

The body of the Jewish man suddenly moved horizontally, and more than a dozen silver needles passed by him like lightning. He still stuck to the ceiling and quickly blew a strange whistle.

A scream suddenly stopped.

As if the Jews were hit hard, a stream of blood suddenly spurted out of their mouths, fell to the ground from mid-air, and fainted.

The children stopped attacking, fell on their backs, foaming at the mouth, as if their souls were instantly pulled away.

A man floated out of the ceiling like a ghost, replacing the original location of the Jewish man.

His back was close to the top of the wall, and he wore a gloomy bronze mask, covering half of his face, and the other half was as pale as paper, with a delicate and soft outline.

Huozawa asked in shock, "Who are you?"

"I have no malicious intentions towards you, otherwise I would not have taken action and dealt with the people of the Moyin family for you."

The man's voice was extremely beautiful, his back pressed against the ceiling, slowly slid down, and fell in front of Fengzhaohara and Himemura Sakurakun.

"The Demonic Family?"

Huinehara and Himemura Sakurakun were both confused.

"Have you heard the famous piano piece of death - "Black Sunday"? The songwriter Rulans comes from that family."

The masked man walked up to the Jewish man and stared at his silver whistle hanging from his head and neck, revealing a look of sadness.

"Black Sunday" was written by Jew Rurans more than a hundred years ago. More than 100 people who had heard this piano piece had committed suicide strangely, and was banned by the authorities. This strange and seductive piano piece is called the invitation to the Devil of Hell.

Feng Zhaoyuan looked at the unconscious children on the ground and frowned and said, "I know the song "Black Sunday", but I have never heard of the name of the Moyin family. If Wangwen means that this family has specially created some magical music?"

The masked man was about to answer, but suddenly his face changed and his body swam to the ceiling like a fish: "The people from the Moyin family are here, we must leave here immediately."

Feng Zhaoyuan's ears trembled slightly. With his amazing ear power, he heard some subtle sounds, as if they were still far away.

The masked man moved a ceiling away, revealing a black hole, turned over and roared anxiously to the two of them: "Come with me!"

Sakurakun Himura took back her wallet and looked at Huozawahara hesitantly. The latter nodded. He believed that the masked man had no malice towards them, not to mention that he did hear the increasingly clear footsteps.

A hook rope flew out of Sakura Kin Himemura's hand and put it on the ceiling. The two of them quickly climbed up. The man in the mask covered the ceiling, and there was a faint cry from below.

It was pitch black around, and there was a low and narrow passage on the ceiling, so I could only crawl forward. Fengzhaohara and Himemura Sakurakun crawled nearly a thousand meters along with the masked man, and a thick carved marble pillar in front of me blocked the way.

The man in the mask reached out and pressed it, revealing a narrow and long secret door.

The masked man flashed into the secret door. Although Huozawa did not know the other party's intention, his strong curiosity still forced him to follow him.

The secret door was quietly closed behind the three of them.

There was a long chain inside the marble column. The masked man slid down with the iron chain on his back. But Huskawa and Himemura Sakurakun did not have the unique skills he had to hold the chain with both hands and slowly slide down.

The three of them hit the ground one after another, and the surroundings were silent. The darkness was like a silent net, covering everything.

“It’s safe now.”

The man in the mask breathed a sigh of relief.

Feng Zhaoyuan hurriedly thanked the other party, but he was suspicious. The sudden appearance of the masked man, the unheard of magic voice family, and the complex secret passages in the opera house, were all filled with indescribable mystery.

The masked man seemed to understand the questions in their hearts and explained: "The secret passage here was discovered by me by accident. It was probably secretly excavated in order to fight against the Nazis during World War II. There were countless mechanisms in it, and it could even monitor everything that happened in every corner of the opera house. I saw you when you sneaked into the opera house."

The masked man smiled: "I originally thought you had a grudge against the Moyin family. It was not until you called out 'Take our wallet' that I realized that the two were stolen tourists."

Feng Zhaohara secretly exclaimed ashamed, and it turned out that the whereabouts of himself and Sakura Kin of Himemura had already fallen into each other's eyes.

The masked man said again: "I can take you to visit. I have lived here for two years, and you are my first guests."

Huozawa asked in surprise: "Did you mean you have been living in the secret passage of the opera house?"

The masked man's eyes dimmed, and there was indescribable loneliness in his voice: "Yes, I have lived here alone for a long time. Even the Moyin Family, the owner of the opera house, did not know about this secret passage."

Sakura Kishimura said lightly: "What kind of family is the Demonic Family?"

"The Moyin Family is one of the three oldest and most mysterious families in the world."

The masked man walked forward and turned a corner. On the right side of the corridor was a gray wall, and on the left was a thick partition, with countless beams and columns interspersed there.

Huozawara asked: "What are the other two families?"

"The Tiangong Family and the Dark Night Family."

"Dark Night Family?"

Feng Zhaoyuan's expression was horrifying. Although he had never heard of the Tiangong family, the Dark Night family was famous, referring to the vampire family in Europe. According to records, these terrible creatures were rampant in the 18th century and came out to suck human blood every late at night. But today, no one has seen the vampire again. The Dark Night family has only become an absurd rumor.

According to the other party, is it true that the vampire is?

And is that Demon Sound Family as terrifying as the vampire family?

In front is an upward stone staircase, with a huge piece of glass on the right side of the staircase shining with a slight light.

Huinehara stopped in front of the glass in shock. From the glass, he could clearly see the powder room just now!

The masked man explained: "The back of this glass is actually a mirror in the dressing room, but the design is extremely clever. You can see the outside from here, but people outside can't see it."
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