Man in the old days, Lord of the Seven Sins

Chapter 95 It's Our Turn
"Sir! Please wait!"

The sound of running carriages and shouts came from behind.

Rhodes looked at the old Moore who rushed over in surprise.

"Is there a problem?"

"That's right, Old Moore figured it out.

It was the secret society that killed my son.

If there is no secret association, Old Moore's son will not die. Old Moore wants to avenge his son, so, can I be your guide?

Old Moore won't be your burden, if he dies, it's because of old Moore's poor craftsmanship. "

Old Moore parked the carriage aside, and he looked at Rhodes with a sincere expression.

He didn't think that the young man in front of him was just a doctor.

He could feel an aura from the opponent.

Although it is very subtle to describe it in terms of aura, Old Moore has such an intuition, which may be the same intuition.

"can."

Rhodes will not stop a grieving father, wishing for revenge.

When human emotions cannot be fully released, they cannot understand their thoughts.

What's more, from here to the West Harbor District, there is Old Moore's carriage, which can save a lot of transportation expenses.

"Sir, there is one more thing that Old Moore must tell you."

"At that time, two groups of people went there. Old Moore just followed behind the group of people who formed a secret society. There was another group of people who felt very dangerous to Old Moore, especially one of them, Old Moore accidentally saw The half of his body hidden under the gray robe seems to be glowing green."

Old Moore touched his red nose, recalling the smell of that group of people at that time, and the instinctive disgust emanating from the bottom of his heart made Old Moore frowned.

"They gave Old Moore a disgusting feeling, like a group of aliens that exude a stench all the time."

"Well, the information you provided was very useful, thanks for your help."

"It's nothing, this is what Old Moore should do."

Old Moore shook his head with a heavy expression on his face. If he could have discovered his son's behavior earlier and stopped it earlier, perhaps this tragedy would not have happened.

He hopes that his actions today can help more people and families.

He even wants to redeem himself today for helping criminals.

Old calendar April 1588, 4, late at night.

West port area, pier area.

As the largest port of goods and industrial products in Old London, there is the most prosperous place in Old London where people from overseas and various cities in Ingleville live together - Westwood City.

Xilin City, built on the bustling foreign trade and industry, is full of hustle and bustle at night.

But under the bustling surface, there is more darkness and grayness hidden.

When the interest far exceeds 300%, some people will choose to risk hanging to carry out that dirty business.

The wharf area outside Xilin City, a perennially abandoned wharf.

A galloping carriage stopped in the dark shadows.

"Mr. Rhodes, the group of connectors is on that cruise ship. As for the abducted people, they arranged them in other places." Old Moore pointed to the cruise ship that was holding a grand banquet in the distance , a trace of madness flashed in his eyes.

"I heard from the little boss that one or two lucky people will be selected as sacrifices in the sacrificial ceremony, and they will be dedicated to the great Lord."

Old Moore took down a shotgun from the carriage. It was a weapon left by the secret society, and it happened to be of use to him.

"Old Moore, we're not here to slaughter, those people don't need us to deal with."

Rhodes stopped Old Moore from slaughtering a cruise ship. After the death of his son, the old man seemed to have really fallen into a state of abnormality.

"Sorry, I just think we should teach them some lessons!" Old Moore's eyes were still shining, and he was extremely disgusted with the group of people who were dressed in bright clothes and showed him a false and beautiful age.

"Don't worry, I will let them enjoy the real good time, I believe they will enjoy the feast tonight."

Rhodes had a narrow smile on his face.

The identities of those who can participate in such a feast with such strict security must not be simple, and I believe they also clearly know the identity of the organizer.

Therefore, there was no innocent person on that cruise ship.

"Aesop, I leave it to you."

"Oh, it's time for a delicious little snack again?"

"Idiot, I need you to bring them ashore."

"As ordered!"

Aesop squirmed his body, slowly crawled into the shadow and darkness, and finally merged with the darkness.

Old Moore stared wide-eyed, watching the glove in Mr. Rhode's hand turn into a tentacle demon.

Sure enough, this Mr. Rhodes is not an ordinary person!

The violent heart in Old Moore's heart was completely suppressed because of the sudden appearance of the devil.

Rhodes was very satisfied with Old Moore's expression.

That's why he wanted Aesop to be exposed directly.

Old Moore was a smart and cruel person, and the easiest way to subdue this kind of person was to let the other person know that his strength was far beyond his reach.

At the same time, Rhodes will not worry that Old Moll will betray him.

People who are determined to die will not make stupid decisions.

soon.

in the dark.

Suddenly there was a scream from the glamorous cruise ship.

Huge black tentacles spread out from the ocean, and they wrapped around the cruise ship.

After a lot of play and resistance, the entire cruise ship was completely overturned, and the tentacles wrapped the cruise ship and dragged it to the shore.

"Great master, mission accomplished."

In the darkness, Aesop returned from afar and became Rhode's left glove again.

Old Moore watched this scene with flickering eyes. At this moment, he was completely convinced by the man named Rhodes in front of him.

Human beings who can easily control demons are incredible.

In Old Moore's life, even he only heard of it in legends.

"Let's go, it's our turn to play."

Rhodes paced towards the overturned cruise ship on the shore.

Old Moore respectfully followed Rhodes.

He looked at the stalwart figure of the man beside him, and suddenly a strange thought came to his mind.

The wish of my son was to touch the mysteries of this world.

This is why he came into contact with those secret associations.

But now, he accidentally came into contact with the mystery, and the man named Rhodes in front of him, in the eyes of Old Moore, will definitely have a legendary experience in the future.

This is what he can be sure of based on his vision as a coachman for so many years.

If I can follow him and record his legendary experiences, when I get old, maybe I can write a biography, record these legendary experiences and burn them to my son.

In order to fulfill his wish.

At this moment, Old Moore's thoughts seemed to have a little flow.

I will be the recorder and witness of the legend, and witness the birth of the legend of this era!
Old Moore made this dream in his heart.

He clenched the shotgun tightly in his hand. At this moment, he didn't want to die anymore. He wanted to live well until the day when he finally witnessed Mr. Rhodes becoming a legend.

　ps:(:3っ)=≡=-, the pain of not saving the manuscript, it can be regarded as the first day, and I will do my best tomorrow. I hope all book lovers can have a good time reading it.

　　
　
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