40k: Midnight Blade

Chapter 13 13. From Above
cold.

Jovan wrapped his jacket tightly and zipped it to the top, trying to fend off the Nostramo chill.

Obviously, he didn't succeed.His actions did nothing but get his jaw caught in the zipper.

"It's so fucking cold." Jovan muttered, rubbing his chin. "How long do we have to wait?"

His companion, a man with a fat belly shook his head: "It depends on when those adults are willing to come."

"Are you serious?!" Jovan yelled. "If they don't come, do we have to wait forever?!"

"Shut your mouth, Jovan, and keep your voice down. If the rest of the group hears us complaining here, do you think they'll tell Mr. Marais afterwards?"

Jovan nodded reluctantly, squatted down, lit a cigarette for himself in the attic of this house that was still inhabited not long ago, and then took a deep breath.

The stimulation brought by the burning of powerful chemicals made him narrow his eyes quickly, with a satisfied expression on his face.

“Old town is good”

Jovan said in a low voice. "Other than being too fucking expensive, there's literally no downside."

"Expensive? Did they raise the price again?"

"Yes." Jovan nodded.

"I went to buy it three days ago, and I went with Old Hammer. The guy in charge of selling the goods didn't give us any good looks. Old Hammer offered him a cheaper price, but that bastard said he wouldn't buy it and just leave."

He chuckled, his brown teeth exposed to the air: "Can you believe that he actually talked to Old Hammer like that?"

The fat man nodded, and said thoughtfully: "I said why the old Hammer was beaten with a bruised nose and a swollen face, right?"

"Yeah, that bastard was punched by Old Hammer after he finished saying this. I wanted to do it too, but—"

Jovan shrugged his shoulders and smiled gloatingly.

"Six people appeared in that damned alley all of a sudden, and everyone was armed with a gun. I planned to play by ear. Then Old Hammer was beaten up by them. If I hadn't stopped him, he would probably have died by now. Be dragged to Dr. Poglev."

"Poglev died half a year ago, you idiot."

The fat man said lightly. "The whole person has been taken apart. Some people say that some kind of vengeful spirit did it. I don't think it's possible. Poglev has offended too many people, and anyone could kill him."

"Really?"

Jovan raised his eyebrows in shock, but soon returned to normal. "He ate so many people who came here for treatment, it's normal for him to be messed with."

"He deserves it." The man snorted coldly. "There are ready-made ones in the butcher shop, don't buy them, and eat those bastards with brain problems who are injured and come to him for stitches every day."

Speaking of this, he sneered: "But no matter who killed him, that guy is treating us as idiots. Everyone knows that the vengeful spirit is just something made up to deceive children."

"really."

Jovan also laughed lowly. "But, having said that, I don't think the old Hammer's defeat was in vain."

He grinned, raised the cigarette in his hand, and waved it flamboyantly at the man.

The fat man curled his lips, not really wanting to pay attention to Yue Wan.

He knew very well that the "blocked" in Yue Wan's mouth was estimated to be an 80.00% discount, and the way he bought the goods was probably the same.

Jovan really wanted the goods, but after he heard the price, he definitely didn't want to buy them any more.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look down at Yue Wan. The latter's carelessness at the moment made the man suddenly a little annoyed.

"boom!"

"Hey - Barry, what are you kicking me for?!"

"Stand up, you idiot."

Barry cursed under his breath and kicked him again at the same time. "Do you know who might be here today?"

"I'll stand up, I'll just stand up, don't kick. Who is it? Isn't it just those young ladies who like to come down to have fun?"

Jovan patted the dust on his buttocks in frustration because of Barry's kicks: "At most, it's just a bit more noble, otherwise we wouldn't stand guard here all night, but what do they have to do with us? "

He talked more and more vigorously, and even waved his arms excitedly: "Anyway, we are just their fucking dogs!"

"You'd better watch what you say, Jovan."

Barry's face changed suddenly, looking extremely gloomy. "Everyone knows about it, but everyone won't shout like you. Would you like to guess the reason?"

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"Also, put that fucking cigarette out, the smell of old town stuff can go far away, if you don't want to be asked for a cigarette by those old bastards who will smell the smell, just put it out."

This time, Jovan obediently complied.

He was very obedient to Barry's words, after all, Barry was the only one among the people he knew who was still familiar with who had lived through a major purge.

Furthermore, he did clearly understand what he just said.

"I'll tell you, Jovan"

After a brief silence, Barry spoke again. He took a step forward, and his fat belly touched the window sill of the attic.He raised his hand and pointed to a steeple not far from the night.

"See our garrison? Listen, Mr. Marley usually calls it Honor. Do you know why he calls it that?"

Jovan shook his head.

"Because it was given to us by the Scolewalker family!"

Barry turned his head, his eyes widened ferociously, and continued his lesson to Jovan.Because of this, he missed the two fleeting shadows outside the window.

"During the last big purge, we exchanged our lives for a third of Quintus' new urban area for the Scolewalker family. And that 25-story minaret is what they gave us in return!"

"Also, our guns, our cars... our relationship, and the reason why you took that idiot Old Hammerhead to the Old City to get people to give you free goods and you haven't been killed are all because of the Scolewalker family! "

He turned around, approached Jovan step by step, pressed him against the wall and punched him hard, looking at Jovan who fell to the ground in pain, Barry sneered and spoke again.

"So you'd better keep quiet and serious for me in the second half of the night, understand? The person who came tonight is not an ordinary young lady, but he is a son of the Scolewalker family!"

Jovan gasped in pain and nodded.Satisfied, Barry returned to the window sill and continued his watch.At a certain end beyond his sight, there is a huge black vehicle approaching at high speed.
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"The Vengeful Spirit."

A young man with a pale face and painted lips chuckled lightly.Wearing a lace top and long hair shawl, he looks like a slutty young man.

"Don't you really think that's a ridiculous name?" he asked amusedly.

The subjects of his questioning, the two young women sitting across from him, gave different responses.

The woman with the long scar on her face who sat on the left sneered. "If I were you, I'd be wise to keep silent until I see the truth, Jando. There's everything in the nest. "

"Oh, oh, there's everything in the lower nest—!"

The young man, known as Jando, choked to imitate the woman's voice, then laughed loudly: "So, a vengeful ghost is also included?"

The woman sitting on the right shook her head. She was dressed very smartly, wearing breeches and a lavender dark pattern top.Although simple, but still without losing the aristocratic demeanor.

She said solemnly: "Don't be too presumptuous, Jando, you haven't been given the black stripes by your father yet. Be respectful to your sister."

"Okay, Irene Sklewok, my honorable sister." Gendo grinned. "But I just thought it was ridiculous, in fact, downright ridiculous."

"ridiculous?"

The woman with the scar on her face sneered again: "A coroner in the family died, and you actually think this is ridiculous? Jando Sklewok, you poor ghoul."

"Hey, I don't eat corpses, Lena Scholewok."

Jando frowned. "You can scold me, but you can't question my taste. How can a corpse taste as good as a living person?"

"You are simply embarrassing the family." Lena said coldly. "Never has a direct heir of the Scolewok family so thirsty for the flesh and blood of those low things as you do."

"Come on, Lena."

Jando spread his hands helplessly. "Aren't the people in the nest not human? They look no different from us, and their body structure is the same. If you don't believe me, you can come to my basement later. I will show it to you for free."

"Speak the truth."

Irene, dressed smartly, interrupted them dignifiedly. "Coroner Manelli is dead and we will find justice for her. But there is another matter on this trip."

"What's the matter?" Gendo asked.At this moment, the smile on his face has disappeared.

"Death of Lazarus Rohars, Father of the Dormition Church."

Lena Schlewirk frowned suddenly: "The traitor of the Rohars family?"

"Yes, Lena. In addition to collecting taxes, coroner Manelli's tour was also to investigate his death, and she followed Lazaros."

Elena shook her head slowly: "Obviously, something is wrong with this matter."

Jando narrowed his eyes: "This kind of thing happened on the eve of the big purge, it's hard for me not to think in that direction"

Elena nodded noncommittally: "Maybe other families are playing tricks behind their backs, but we don't have any evidence right now. Seeing is believing and field investigation is needed for everything."

"I'm looking forward to what you said."

Jando put on that flirty smile again.

"Also, my respected Elder Sister Elena, after I get Heiwen and father's favor, I will definitely taste yours. I think your taste should be quite sweet."

He took a deep breath and looked satisfied.Lena frowned in disgust, and Irene Scholewok.
She was completely unmoved.

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