Chapter 199

At the dark alley entrance where the sewage flows, you can vaguely see the blackened broken wooden signs next to the torches, the broken, er, the light and noisy laughter in the windows - both men and women.

Outside the door of the tavern stood several obviously "unfriendly" guys, holding weapons and torches in their left and right hands, or leaning against the door with their shoulders, looking around ferociously.

The figure in a black robe squatted on the eaves on the side of the alley, and the black pupil under the hood carefully looked at the cold looking Tavern - the broken is more like a shack, and even the small hotel he lives in is 100 times stronger than it.

But anyway, it is also a "building". There seems to be no compartments and windows on the second floor, which means that the gate of the tavern is the only exit. In other words, on the premise of not causing large-scale damage, they sneak in silently, kill the boss of the "copper group", and then escape undetected... Infinitely less than and equal to zero.

What's more, the whole "assassination plan" is likely to be a trap used by fansteno to pit himself. As for why... In fact, there is no reason for these gangsters to toss or kill someone, perhaps because they didn't give them face, maybe they didn't like themselves, or they took someone's money

In short, the reason is the least important. What matters is how you can grasp his tail and turn the whole crutch Gang into your own thing.

Anyway, it's definitely not easy to do.

"It's too dangerous. It's still time to let go..."

As if he were talking to another himself, the dark haired wizard muttered to himself. The figure hiding on the eaves began to act and fell quietly in the alley.

"Huh?"

A minion standing outside the gate seemed to hear something, holding a torch and walking vigilantly to the alley entrance where the voice came. As a result, there was nothing but a few stray mice.

Maybe there are some poor people who don't know there? The depressed gangster muttered. When he turned and left, he stepped on something and stumbled into the sewage ditch.

"The Holy Cross is his grandmother's!"

The whole body was soaked in the sewage. The angry gangster scolded. He was just about to leave when a fire flashed behind him!

"Boom --!"

The splashing flames were accompanied by the shrill screams. The outside of the tavern had become a sea of fire. Inside the door was also a chaotic and noisy scream and roar. The gangsters lying in the sewage were stunned, and their speechless mouths kept making a "cluck...".

The back ridge suddenly became cold. Before the gangster could take out his weapons, he was directly covered by the people behind him. The cold dagger pressed against his throat. The palm was like an iron pliers. He couldn't open it.

"I advise you not to move."

The creepy voice came close to his ears, so that the gangster stopped struggling, raised his hands and threw away his weapons.

"Well, I need you to do me a favor now." the black haired wizard smiled and whispered, "tell the boss of the copper group that a wizard wants to see him. Tell him, I'll wait for him outside the pub."

As soon as the black haired wizard let go, such as the gangster who was granted amnesty, he immediately ran away in panic. He almost "climbed" outside the gate of the tavern with his hands and feet and smashed the door with his life, as if the murderer was right behind him.

"Open the door quickly. I see the damn wizard. Let me in!"

"So the wizard said by the fox, vansteno, killed all of you... Except you?"

In the box on the second floor of the tavern, sitting on a broken chair, a scarred faced man with cross flesh opened his mouth in a cold tone while drinking wheat wine.

"Yes, everyone is dead, except me... He asked me to send you a message." the gangster shivered on the ground and looked at more than a dozen heavily armed thugs in the box, his eyes in a trance: "he said he wanted to see you, just outside the tavern!"

"I didn't run away with a knife, but I knew to come back to deliver the letter." the Scarface man sneered, "I'm so loyal. Should I praise you?"

"No, no!" the gangster forced out a smile on his frightened face: "it's all right, right..."

"How can that work?" the scar faced man's smile became more and more unkind: "otherwise, you'll come here in vain. You're still trying to sneak in as my men. How can you just let you go... Right, Lord ain Rand?!"

"Hey? No, no, no... I'm not, I'm really not. Trust me!!!!!"

Before he finished, the words were blocked in his throat. The gangsters paralyzed on the ground were directly picked up from the ground by the thugs on both sides. A knife pierced his throat. The dead body was thrown on the ground and twitched in the plasma all over the ground.

"Useless waste!"

The Scarface man spat on the ground and stared fiercely at his confidants: "that damn wizard must have sneaked into the tavern. It's not safe here - let the brothers below go out and see if there are any fresh faces, no matter who it is, do him for me!"

"Boss, is it too dangerous?" a close confidant asked, "if this is the trick used by the wizard to deceive us, so as to kill the brothers one by one? Or is it safer to close the door..."

"Shut up, you son of a bitch. What do you know - let the brothers below patrol, or I'll let you out. Do you hear me?!"

The Scarface man squinted and asked him to put back the rest of his words and obediently left the box.

The door of the room was closed again, and the grumpy Scarface man sat in his chair again, sipping wheat wine and staring warily at the closed door, as if waiting for something.

Unlike these dog legs, he still knows something about this sudden Wizard - since the other party can appear quietly in the crutch Gang's headquarters, it's not difficult to sneak into this tavern.

There was no movement outside the room, and I couldn't even hear any sound. The anxious Scarface man kept drinking and began to think about it. He pretended to be fierce and kept sweeping the faces of his confidants, as if the wizard had sneaked into the box.

The following gangsters have left one after another. Now there is no one else in the whole tavern except himself and his confidants. No matter how the wizard wants to get in, he will be exposed as soon as he appears.

"Boom --!"

It was another explosion, and the people in the box focused their eyes on the door almost at the same time. The fragile door was knocked open with a "bang", and the confidant who had just rushed out ran back again:

"We found him. The wizard is outside now and surrounded by his brothers!"

"What are you sons of bitches doing?!" the surprised Scarface man immediately yelled at his cronies behind him: "don't hurry to catch the wizard. Do you have to wait for me to tell you what to do?!"

The thugs who got the order left one after another, like the wolf dog released from the cage, waving a short knife and dagger, rushed out of the door of the box, and there was no one left.

Except... The one who just came back.

"What are you doing here? Are you deaf or stupid?" the Scarface man roared: "don't want to live, do you? Hurry to catch the wizard, or the dead fool will be your end!"

The "confidant" ignored the Scarface man's threat, but closed the door again, turned his back to his "boss", and his voice was as if whispering:

"You really should follow his advice and lock up the whole pub."

The wine bottle slipped from his hand, and the Scarface man with wide eyes no longer had the ferocity he just had. He took a few steps backward in panic and sat down on the chair behind him.

"You, you, you are that..."

"I'm the wizard who agreed to come to see you, but it seems that you don't want to leave here, so I have to come in."

With a smile on his face, Loren Turin, who picked up the dagger from the ground, put the sharp blade on the Scarface man's nose:

"Let's have a good talk."