Chapter 200

"The program has begun."

Van sitnor, who was also hiding near the tavern, had a joking smile on his face - just a moment ago, a fire suddenly came from the nearby alley, indicating that the wizard named ain Rand should have sneaked into the tavern.

From this moment on, this guy became a rabbit in the cage. No matter how much he tossed, he couldn't escape his palm - because there were more than a dozen barrels of fire oil buried under it, which could blow up the whole tavern!

To deal with this difficult guy who can easily put down more than a dozen thugs, no matter how many people there are, it's meaningless to simply use the simplest and most direct way. Even if he is really as powerful as "the adult" said, he can't escape from the flames alive.

Only one of his own dog legs knows the whole plan. After receiving the signal, he will light the fire oil under the tavern and burn the wizard into coke, and the fools of the "copper group" are his funeral!

The target of assassination, poisoned dinner... It's just a cover up. The wizard is very cunning. He must have guessed that he wanted to deal with him, but he would never think that he would make such a big move to kill him in this way.

In other words, if you want to kill the enemy from behind, shouldn't you be surprised?

Fansiteno's expression was extremely proud, which made the gloomy face under the eagle's hook nose more gloomy, revealing an unspeakable strangeness.

He was able to do so well in the south of eboden, not only because of his ability, but also because he was willing to help "adults" who didn't want to dirty their hands to do some "shady" private work.

As long as a name, a place, whether dead or alive, he can meet all his needs - that's why the crutches gang can occupy the gutter lane and become the largest gangster in eboden, but can still be ignored by the patrolling guards in the city.

His right hand reached into the pocket under the blouse. After touching a gold-plated ring, fansteno nodded reassuringly and looked back at the tavern in the distance.

The ring was his last card. The "adult" gave him a deposit - relying on it, he could escape a fatal attack. At that moment, his body would instantly "transform" into a mouse, and he would not recover until a few quarters of an hour later.

Although he is not a wizard, van Stefano also knows how precious this "magic item" is. It is absolutely not something that the gang leader can touch. It is a coincidence that he can get it.

Such a precious thing, he would not even take it with him, but hid it in a very secret place. The reason why I wear it on my body this time is entirely out of caution.

It is undeniable that the wizard named Ayn Rand is absolutely capable of killing himself, even if he has avoided risks as much as possible.

"Lord Ayn Rand, although I have no hostility to you, who wants your life - I just do things with money."

Fansteno bent his mouth leisurely. Just now he had sent a signal to his men who were ambushing in the tavern. Now all he had to do was wait quietly and enjoy the rare "fireworks" in the gutter lane.

But... There seems to be something wrong. Fansteno frowned slightly. He had been waiting for another quarter of an hour, but the tavern was still safe and quiet. It was almost abnormal.

What happened?

If he could, he was absolutely unwilling to approach the tavern, but considering the power of the "that adult"... Inexplicably nervous fansteno clenched the gold-plated ring in his pocket, put it on his right hand and quietly left the place.

There were only a few charred corpses outside the door, and several drunken tramps could be seen in the distance. Basically all the thugs were lured out by the wizard's trick. Van steno, standing outside the door, hesitated for a moment and kicked the door open.

"This, this is... What is this place?!"

Being stunned is not enough to describe van Stefano's surprise at the moment. He knows that he should be in the gutter lane, the tavern, but what he sees in front of him is a real Holy Cross Church!

More accurately, it should be the ruins of a Holy Cross Church - collapsed walls, inclined main altar, broken Holy Cross sculpture... But these are not the key points!

Where are you now?!

"You look surprised."

Some unusual "familiar" voice came, and some nervous fansteno widened his eyes and almost immediately turned his eyes to the direction of the broken Holy Cross sculpture.

A black haired wizard with a black robe and a dagger in his hand is sitting there, looking at him jokingly. His eyes are like watching a monkey jumping up and down and dancing... Monkey?!

"Ain Rand, what the hell did you do?!"

"What did I do? This question is really strange. It should be what you are going to do." Lauren smiled and kicked the Scarface man who was tied up beside him, the leader of the "copper group":

"We have an agreement. You let me catch this man. Now it's time for you to fulfill the agreement."

"Yes, yes, that's it. I'll tell you the whereabouts of Isaac Grantham - I always like to abide by the agreement, as long as you..."

Pretending to be calm, fansteno said, with his right hand with a gold-plated ring behind him, ready to escape at any time, as long as he found out what was going on in this strange Church

"But it's a pity that you deceived me - the so-called leader of the 'Copper Group' is actually one of your men. You used him to gather all the gangs that want to deal with the crutch Gang, and then eradicate them one by one. Needless to deny, this gentleman has admitted it."

"I, I believe this matter can be explained." van steeno carried his hands and tried to keep calm and stable: "please give me a chance to apologize to you, and I can tell you more things - someone wants to kill you, and he is still a big man in eboden. You are very dangerous now!"

"And you are the thug they hired." the black haired wizard looked piteously at fansteno in front of him. "Stop doing useless work. Your gadget in this church has no meaning at all."

"I..." Van Stefano's eyes widened and his figure trembled slightly: "I don't know what you're talking about!"

"You don't need to know, you're going to die soon - and before that, you'll tell me everything you should tell me." Loren Turin smiled jokingly:

"The program has begun."

"Ah --!!"

The Scarface man lying on the ground was awakened by the strong smell of blood. He was still the box in the tavern. He was still alone. The smell of blood and distiller's grains was everywhere.

The Scarface man pushed away a body and wanted to get up, but found that the face was unusually familiar

"Boss van steno?!"

Startled by the face in front of him, the Scarface man almost collapsed on the ground again - his body is still hot, but there is no doubt that he has already died!

His neck was broken, his eyes were peeled off, there were no teeth left in his mouth, and his cheek bone and his straight hooked nose turned into a lump of mud... Even the Scarface man who had killed people, and had killed people more than once, was scared to death by this "too scary" face!

"Have you seen enough?"

The cold voice came from one side. The Scarface man turned his eyes in horror. The black haired wizard still sat there, playing with his dagger and smiling at him - just those eyes

It frightened him.

"Now the crutchers are outside, and they'll be back any minute, so I'll make a long story short." Lauren whispered, "what's your name?"

"Lu, Luca!"

"Well, Mr. Luca, you're lucky today." the black haired wizard threw the dagger in his right hand in front of him: "tell me, would you like to be the boss of the crutch Gang?"

"If you like, you don't need my help for the next thing. You must know what to do. If you don't want, I will respect your choice..."

Loren kicked the Scarface man on the chest, and the strong man without resistance was trampled on the floor like a reptile:

"I'll send you to hell with him."