The Emerald Tower

Huh!

There was the sound of a metal knife piercing the body in the corridor outside.

Fighting with fate is really commonplace for people walking in the shadows.

Moreover, Dean believes that with the habits of these people, they will handle the outside very well-whether it is dripping blood or a corpse that has lost its breath.

It will be and not appear.

At least, with the observation power of the hotel owner and guests, it is hard to find.

Acting in secret is the same as fighting with fate. For these people walking in the shadows, it is something imprinted on the soul.

Snapped!

The flames on the candlestick beside Dean bounced and made a crisp sound.

And Dean was sitting in a chair, his eyes unbiased, just staring at the door.

The sound of fighting outside has disappeared.

It took less than a minute from the time he found the mark to the end of the fight.

In this minute, at least five people lost their lives.

Although the pungent **** smell was covered by the powder, there was still a trace of residue in Dean’s nose, and the smell was getting closer and closer—

The door opened silently, and then quickly closed.

A man who also hid himself under the cloak walked in.

"D?"

A deliberately hoarse voice makes it difficult to distinguish between men and women.

"Ok!"

Dean nodded.

"What's the inside story of the Pirate League?"

The other party asked directly.

"Two thousand Kimptons!"

Dean made an offer.

"I don't know if the news is true or not... Do you think I will give you money?"

The other party sneered, and under that hoarse sensation, the eardrum felt a tingling pain.

"If you don't give money, how could I give you news-not to mention, since you are here. Then you should understand... the initiative is in my hands, we need to follow my rules... , This is not a good choice!"

Dean said slowly. The person on the opposite side pulled out a dagger straight away.

Looking at the dagger. Dean couldn't help but chuckle.

"Smell the smell of blood on this! Most of the people outside just now died in your hands, right?"

Dean asked with a smile.

"Do you want to be the next one?"

The other party asked coldly.

"No, no, I definitely don't want to be the next one! I just come for Kimpton, and don't want to lose my life-so, don't you think that since I have been here with a bright light, it indicates some problems? ?"

Dean asked rhetorically with a smile.

The figure opposite, after hesitating slightly, put away the dagger. However, the threat in the tone remained the same.

"You had better tell the truth, otherwise, I will make you regret it!"

He said so.

"As long as you give me Kimpton, then I will make you feel the value for money!"

Dean replied.

"One thousand Kimpton! Two thousand, too much!"

The other party began to bargain.

"No, no, you didn't understand what I meant-two thousand Kimpton, no two prices!"

Dean waved his hand and refused with a smile.

"Insatiable--here is a thousand Kimpton deposit... the rest, I will send it later!"

The other party threw a bag.

Pull the rope on the bag. Dean saw a dozen gems, and after a slight inspection, Dean smiled: "The color is good. A thousand Kimpton is more than enough-so I give you a discount: I will tell you one third of the information, For the remaining two thirds, I will wait for the remaining Kimpton to arrive before telling you!"

"Say it!"

Dealing with that he was ready to leave, immediately stopped.

"The so-called pirate alliance is nothing more than a conspiracy-against the conspiracy of Grand Duke Emerald and Nangang County, the person behind the scenes only used some'little tricks' to obtain huge benefits; and my pity Friends of. They are so naive, thinking that they can handle everything. In the end, they put themselves in!"

Dean said slowly.

"anything else?"

The other person asked.

"That's the remaining two-thirds! Bring the remaining Kimpton. I will tell you exactly!"

Dean smiled again.

"Humph!"

The other party let out a cold snort, and then quickly left the room.

However, behind the door, Dean clearly felt that there were two different breaths — obviously, these two breaths belonged to the one who left.

"Did you come for the news itself? Or did you come to hide the news?"

Dean narrowed his eyes and thought quietly.

This is not a difficult question to choose.

All he needs to do is to say the answer and look at the other person's attitude. Those who choose to leave are naturally inclined to the former, and those who choose to kill are naturally for the latter.

Perhaps, there are some subtle differences.

However, the possibility is more than 70%.

For Dean, not to mention 70%, as long as 50% is enough!

After all, all he needs is to confirm some guesses, not to fully reason out a fact.

As if now, he guessed that the Seymour United Family has a certain relationship with this Pirate Alliance incident-although this possibility is only 50%.

However, Dean selectively ignored the remaining 50%.

Just treat it as real.

And, put some other speculations in it-very bold assumptions, but Dean didn't think there was anything wrong.

After all, he was not asking for the truth, he was just drawing the snake out of the hole.

Of course, in order to be safe, Dean still has a backup plan-anyone who enters his place, he will keep the other party, and then ask carefully.

Although this may take some time, but. Dean didn't mind.

After a while, outside the door, footsteps sounded again.

and. more than one.

Aside from the two who have been behind the door, three have returned this time.

Except for the one left. Two more are here.

Moreover, it is very obvious that the latter two have considerable strength-the level of the great knight.

"Tsk!"

Dean sat in the chair, smiled slightly, and then quietly waited for the other person to come in.

However, the opponent did not enter immediately, but stayed at the top of the stairs. The two great knights scrutinized the entire inn carefully.

With the slow and steady pace, Dean couldn't think of any other adjectives other than investigation.

About ten minutes or so, the other party walked in again—

"The remaining Kimpton!"

The same bag of gems was thrown over.

"You have been away for a long time!"

Dean said as he checked the gems.

"Do you think One Thousand Kimpton is a copper? Hurry up and tell the rest. I have already paid enough Kimpton!"

The other party asked with a sneer, and then urged him impatiently.

"Seymour United Family!"

Dean said straightly.

"What do you mean?"

The other person asked.

"I mean, the pirate alliance this time is a ghost of the Seymour United family-they always like to do it, but. This time it seems to be a bit bigger!"

Dean said slowly.

"Oh, thank you for your news-now, can I return my money?"

The other party nodded thoughtfully. Then, he chuckled lightly.

"Your money?"

Dean looked at each other in surprise.

"Of course, these are my money-and you will also be my captive... Don't worry, I checked, there is no special arrangement around: my bold and deceptive Mr. D! The most commendable is , Your acting skills are really perfect, I'm almost fooled by you-but since you know the fate of Knok, why not be more careful?"

The other party sneered again and again.

then. The door opened again.

The four people who had been waiting outside walked in slowly, quickly blocking the door, window and other places where they could escape.

"You, you are the Seymour family...no, no. Are you from the Pirate League?"

Dean's slightly panicked voice rang, seemingly because of fear after being exposed.

"What does this mean?"

The other party's hoarse voice disappeared. A deep middle-aged man’s voice was restored, and at the same time he took off his hood, and a face with a large face was revealed. In the small eyes and the upturned mouth, there was a kind of A strong sense of sarcasm.

"Of course! At least, I can be sure of my guess..."

Dean nodded and stood up slowly.

"The turtle in the urn, do you still want to pretend to be a ghost? You know, your fate..."

The middle-aged man spoke with disdain, but before he could finish his words, he almost bit his tongue.

The four entourages around him, especially the two great knight entourages who had just been transferred, were covered in frost, and the breath of life disappeared without a trace.

"My fate? What is my fate? I want to know too!"

Dean smiled and harvested the palms placed on the necks of the two knights, and asked with a smile at the middle-aged man in front of him.

"who are you?"

The middle-aged man looked at Dean who was wrapped in a cloak blankly~www.readwn.com~ and shouted subconsciously.

After yelling this sentence, the whole person rushed straight to the side window.

However, when he was a few feet away from the window, he was grasped by a strong palm. Then, the middle-aged man felt a pain in his neck and plunged into darkness.

ps first more~

The decadent mother said, the decadent aunt and cousin will come over soon, let the decadent stay at home honestly, don't go out to hang out...

Decadent said that he went out not to hang out, but to gather style!

The decadent mother asked back, are you picking up style? Can you grow meat?

Decadent froze for a moment, speechless-collecting wind also requires physical strength, how to walk if you don't have enough food... (to be continued)

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