Assassin’s Chronicle

Chapter 13 Two Killer

In the romantic night, Erlanga glared at the two maids and smiled into the bedroom. Although he was very old, he still had a romantic heart. When I was young, I didn’t have a good life. When I struggled, I struggled to create a small chamber of commerce. Fortunately, he has two good daughters. Fortunately, both daughters have found a good husband, daughter and son-in-law. With the help of his help, his chamber of commerce is getting bigger and bigger. Now, I don’t have to go out and go out in person. I’m bored. Of course, he has to find something to do. He has to try everything he can’t enjoy when he is young. People can’t live forever!

It is a pity that he has only a romantic heart, but he can't let his body follow the romance. He will not consciously keep his nose. The following is soft like a snot, which makes Erlanga very painful.

Entering the bedroom, the two maids cleverly helped him to the bed, and Erlanga’s hand was stroking in the virgin's groin, and the corner of his mouth revealed a slutty smile: “Baby, take my things. Come."

After a while, Erlanga felt that a person was close to himself: "Baby, give me something." Erlanga once again sent out a slutty voice, revealing the broken teeth, the smile is really ugly. .

With a bang, a bunch of things fell on Ellanga, and Erlang added his eyes in anger, but saw a black man standing on his bed. Under the squatting, I just wanted to shout, and suddenly I felt a cold thing sliding between my neck, and Erlanga knew the machine and closed her mouth.

The body is indeed old, and Erlanga finds that he has been intimidated, and being stunned makes him feel uncomfortable. However, he did not dare to say anything, but instead grabbed the cover of himself, so as not to lose his ugliness, and his mind was also thinking about it.

Although he has only enjoyed it in recent years. He has not done too much work, but when he was young, he was also a mercenary who was arrogant, and his experience was no worse than others. Erlanga knows that when the danger falls, yelling is not of much use. Be natural, calm, and even smile!

I thought that he and a mercenary had encountered a seven-tailed fox in the dead forest, and the screaming companion was bitten by the fox in the blink of an eye. He has been smiling, and he talks with the magic fox in the most gentle tone. As for the magic fox, he can't understand his words. He doesn't know. He only knows that the fox did not hurt him. Since then, Erlanga has understood that when it is dangerous, only calm can save himself.

Erlang added a light cough. Pointing to his neck. Smiled: "Young people, treating an old man in this way. Is it inappropriate?" In addition to the slight trembling of the fingers, Erlanga's movements are impeccable, the smile is very natural, and the voice is very peaceful. .

The cold feeling between the neck disappeared, the black man took back the weapon, but he still did not speak, the black eyes were calm and indifferent.

The first step is successful! Erlanga encouraged himself in his heart: "Young people, can you tell me where you are coming here? Of course, if you don't want to say it, I can't ask." Erlanga is afraid that his problems will be irritated. other side.

"Someone gave me a sum of money, let me kill you." The black man made a hoarse voice.

"You are a killer?" Erlanga raised hope in his heart. The other party is a killer, but he has not killed him. He should still find something from him or his mouth: "You made a mistake!"

"Oh?"

"There are so many ways to go in the world. With your strength, you have a lot of choices. Why do you want to embark on this path of evil?" Erlanga knows what kind of people are protecting themselves, the black clothes in front of them. People can dive here, the strength is terrible! The powerful people naturally have many choices. It is by no means the best choice to be a killer. Erlanga hopes to open the gap from this aspect.

"I like it." The hoarse voice said faintly.

"But this is a no return! Believe me, sooner or later, you will regret that you have embarked on this road!" Erlanga's tone is full of vicissitudes, just like an elder in his own Students teach life experience: "Money can't buy everything, violence can't solve everything!" The last sentence was heard by Erlanga from a bard. He admired his memory. This sentence is too Touching, too philosophical! Should be able to receive a certain effect.

"Money can't buy everything, but you can buy it. Violence can't solve everything, but it can solve you." The hoarse voice smashed Erlang's unrealistic fantasy.

Erlang added a cold sweat on his head. He really hated why he was not a bard. He could discuss the philosophy of life and the other side. Now he knows that he is poor: "Young people, you are too stubborn, In fact, there are many things that can be explored to find out the answer. Someone gave you a sum of money and let you kill me? How much does he give you?"

"One hundred gold coins."

"Oh... young man. My life is not so cheap! So, I will give you twice... No, five times... No, no, I will give you ten times the price, let you cancel this mission, how? Looks like? It seems that Erlanga is never going to be a bard. A bard will not just say that 'money can't buy everything', and then use money to buy each other. This is too contradictory.

"Oh??" The hoarse voice was hesitant, and his eyes were removed from Erlanga.

"Young people, this is worth thinking about. If you really kill me, you will become the enemy of the wind and thunder mercenary group. My daughter and son-in-law must find ways to avenge me! And I only need you to give up. This time, I don't want you to tell who your customers are. I know that you are a moral and principled person. Me too, so I won't make you embarrassed." This is the heart of Erlanga. Of course, revenge must of course revenge, but this is a matter of the future. Although he is very old, he definitely does not want to die. He has not enjoyed enough life.

"Would you like to pay a thousand gold coins?"

"Of course!" Erlanga raised his hand: "I swear!"

"Complete."

Ellanga was ecstatic and struggled to climb out of bed: "Please come with me."

There is a small vault in the bedroom. It is filled with private money from Erlanga. Although the entire chamber of commerce is his, in recent years his daughter and son-in-law have begun to interfere with finances gradually. This is no stranger to others. He only blames him for being too bad. Erlanga built a small vault for himself in case he needed it.

Standing in front of the small vault, Erlanga hesitated. There are more than a thousand gold coins in the small treasury. He is worried that the other party will take everything away. Unfortunately, there is no other choice now. If you don't pay the money, the other party must kill him.

There are only a hundred gold coins in the small vault. For those of his identity, there is no need to hide the gold coins here. There are two black boxes made of crystals. One is what he recently got. One is the original land, behind the black box. There are a few magic scrolls, a dagger on the other side, and a few small bottles with liquids in it, all of which are good alchemy potions.

Gold coins are not enough, but how many things do you have to produce just one thousand gold coins? Erlanga was diverting his face with a sullen face. Suddenly his body was stunned and pushed to the side by the black man. The other party was welcome, and all the things in the vault were smashed out.

Seeing the same and the same collection was received by the other party in the space ring, Erlang Jiadi was bleeding in his heart, but his face showed a smile: "I am old, these things don't make much sense to me, you take it." ”

"Actually, I should not give you the opportunity to speak, kill you directly, do you know why I let you go?" The hoarse voice slowly said.

"why?"

"I didn't expect you to have a middle-level magician. I found it when I came in, but he didn't see me like it." The black man smiled slyly in his eyes: "I feel this very much." interesting."

That ulman, dare to be so derelict! Erlanga cursed in his heart, he was really old, the speed of his mind could not keep up, and he even ignored the potential of the other party.

"I don't want to be a gunman of others, you should be careful." The black man suddenly reached out and squatted on Erlanga's neck, and Erlanga slowly fell to the ground.

I don't know how long it took, and suddenly there was a loud scream of Erlanga's anger in the courtyard: "Mother's..." At this time, Erlanga restored the mercenary character, but the words stopped shortly without shouting.