The Godsfall Chronicles Chapter 9: Plotter

Before it gets dark, Viper pubs are in an endless stream, fringe merchants, adventurers, non-believer, and three-class figures gather here to eat, drink, and enjoy, filling this ventilated place with the smell of tobacco and alcohol.

One side here is a dancer with a **** body twisting, and the other side of the ring is big fellow, which is full of male hormones, making people scream, cheer, and scream.

Although the scene is noisy and decadent, the decadence is full of order.

The old man in a gray robe walked into the tavern. He was tall, very lean, with a goatee, and dressed plain but neat and clean. He was like an old scholar with a big hat and covered most of his face. Living.

"Sir, your reservation is ready."

A young waiter walked over. He looked very young, with his long hair tied into a simple ponytail behind his head, and his eyes were very smart, giving people a lively and clever feeling.

The old man with a goatee nodded slightly, his eyes kept wandering to observe the surroundings, and finally his eyes stayed slightly on the Viper who was mixing in the bar. Viper just raised his head to look at him, and the two of them avoided it as soon as they touched their eyes. Leave any traces.

The waiter took the old man with goatee to the single room by the window. He brought a delicate silver jug ​​of wine and a few dishes of wine. These foods are all high-quality foods in Sandbar camp, but the old goatee seems to be lacking in interest.

"The little ones don't disturb the adults' dinner time."

The old man with a goatee put his hat on the table, and full head's gray hair fell down. He didn't look too old, but his face was full of wrinkles carved out by the blade of time. Every gully was given to him. The race feels hard. There was a prickly emotion in his eyes, a restless mixture of anger, pain, expectation, and a trace of morbid madness.

This kind of person feels very bad. His surface is calm and peaceful like lake water, but he is actually disguising the volcano at the bottom of the lake. No one knows when this volcano will erupt.

About an hour or so, a tall, bald man with a hooked nose walked in.

He patrolled with his sharp eyes like an eagle, and finally handed a note with the number of the private room to the tavern, and the young waiter immediately led the middle-aged man to the private room without saying a word.

When a bald man with a hooked nose walks, he seems to be slow but actually very fast. If you observe a little more closely, you will find that he walks with meticulous and subtle steps. Especially when he walks through the crowd, he does not touch any stool. The feet did not touch any corners of a person's clothing, as if a ghost drifted by silently and quickly, leaving no trace.

A true master!

The boy with haircut opened the door.

The eagle-nosed bald man appeared in front of the goatee old man. When the goatee old man saw the man, his eyes suddenly showed excitement. He quickly stood up and said respectfully: "Master Vulture!"

The man nicknamed Vulture looked at the goatee old man and said, "Lao Luo, I haven't seen you in a few years. You look old too soon."

"People will grow old in the end, aging is not terrible, and the most fearful of being old and doing nothing." The old goatee sighed bitterly, and he waved to the young man beside him, "Go down."

The waiter looked at the eagle-nosed bald middle-aged man once and again at the old goatee, bending over respectfully, and closing the door with both hands when he exited.

Vulture said to the old goatee with emotion: "Don't insist anymore, your body is not good, this time just go back with me, you have contributed enough to the organization for more than 20 years, no need Put the remaining energy and time here, and you should have your own life."

"Life? My life has long been ruined." The goatee old man shook his head and said, "The greatest wish in this life is to look forward to the destruction of Skycloud City one day. If I can see this scene, let me pay I'm willing to pay any price. What is it to be dormant for decades?"

The condor makes a silent motion.

He got up abruptly and pushed open the door, looking left and right, but found no suspicious target. Only seeing the waiter with a ponytail walking away, he also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master Vulture, don’t worry, this won’t be overheard." The goatee old man stood up, no matter what, it’s better to be cautious: "This tavern owner is quite a background person, if he didn’t have his Help, I can't get this important information either."

"You said this tavernkeeper? Is he credible!"

"It’s hard to say, one thing is certain. His position is definitely not on the Skycloud City side. Otherwise, based on the things he has done and the collections, I am afraid that he will die ten times and eight times in enough, and he will not help me obtain Such important information."

"I trust your judgment." The vulture nodded to the old man: "Is the intelligence on you now?"

The old man slowly took out a black cover book from his arms and handed it to the bald eagle: "It's all here. This is the Skycloud City's Governor to be deployed and the position above the captain of the city defense army. A total of 1,500. Multiple lists of middle and low-level officers and their backgrounds."

"It's rare, it's so rare!" The bald eagle held the black book over like a treasure, and he quickly flipped through the contents: "With this information, we can make plans for penetrates and even invade Skycloud City, Lao Luo, You really have done a great job!"

The goatee old man said sadly: “It took us several years to collect this information, and we lost a total of more than 30 companions before and after. They are the real heroes of this foundation. I only hope that one day, this information will be useful. Let the **** place Skycloud City be completely razed to the ground!"

Vulture simply read it several times. Although it was only a hasty reading, judging from the content, he determined that this information was extremely accurate and accurate. It must be a lot of effort and experience for this old man to complete this kind of intelligence collection. The whole process will not avoid a lot of sacrifices. It is really not easy.

"Don't be stubborn, come back with me!"

"Everyone has their own battlefield. As long as this war does not end in one day, I will not retreat from the front line. As long as I still need me here, I don't want to be a deserter. You should understand me." Goat Elder Hu didn’t move a little bit, "But since this time I’m here, I would like to recommend a few young people to you. These few people are the cutting-edges that I have discovered during these years of dormancy. As long as they are sent to the headquarters to train them, the future will definitely become Our weapon."

The condor sighed.

He also knows the old man's temper.

Although the old man is reluctant to go back, he recommends a few talents. The condor absolutely believes in the other person's personality. Since it is the person he recommended, they must be very reliable.

"Time is almost up." The old man took out a pocket watch and took a look: "Come with me."

At this time, the waiter with long hair tied into a ponytail was wandering in the tavern bored, only to see the goatee old man and the hook-nosed man leaving the tavern quickly. He was startled slightly, put the thing down, and quickly chased him with his feet lightly.

The goatee old man has already calculated the time.

Now is the time when the Sandbar camp has the most crowds. After the two people left the tavern, they walked out of the crowds, and disappeared in the crowd almost instantly. When the boy chased him, several intersections of different sizes appeared in front of him, and he didn't even know which direction the other party had gone from.

…………

In a few minutes.

In an abandoned small warehouse.

The air is full of dust and musty.

Can Zhu struggled in the wind to resist the darkness with a faint light, just like the old man in front of him, he wanted to send a little light and heat to the world before his oil ran out.

"These are the young people I recommend."

Six people stood in front of the old goatee. The youngest looked only in his twenties, and the oldest was only in his early forties.

"They are all the elite talents that I have lurked in this fringe and engaged in secret intelligence activities for decades, and have been unearthed one after another. Everyone has a life and death experience with me, and each possesses unique skills, no matter what the future Whether to train as an intelligence officer or to become a frontline warrior is a partner who can be entrusted with important tasks! I can guarantee this with my life!"

The bald eagle nodded: "Since you personally recommended it, I will definitely recommend it to the Wolfblade chief."

"Wait! We're gone, what do you do?" A middle-aged strong man with a black-backed sword came out, "I'm with you, you go and I won't go!"

"I will not leave either!"

"Me too!"

The vultures were slightly moved when they saw this. These are Dark Atom peripheral members. Every peripheral member dreams of entering the real headquarters, especially those who secretly perform intelligence tasks on the fringe, if they can be honest and worry-free or , Who wants to live like a mouse.

Now these people are willing to follow this old man willing to give up the opportunity.

"People will die, but faith will not be annihilated." The goatee old man smiled comfortedly. He lifted up the almost burnt out residual candle and lit a few brand new candlelights, letting the darkness go away. The place became brighter, "As long as the fire of faith continues to pass, it will eventually form a prairie fire. What regrets I am waiting for? Don’t forget our plan!"

The six looked at each other.

Vulture asked in surprise: "Do you have other plans?"

The goatee old man nodded: "The Skycloud City deployment map shows that there is an inconspicuous loophole in the defense of barrier. Give me a moment. If the loophole is confirmed, as long as the loophole is used to release poison gas weapons, hundreds of thousands of Skycloud City can be wiped out in one fell swoop. This gave Skycloud City an unprecedented hit."

When talking about this.

The expression of the old man with goatee became a little horrified.

The vulture has never thought that hatred can force people to such a point. The only belief that this old man lives is probably to destroy the entire Skycloud City. But this plan is very interesting, just as the vulture is about to ask in detail.

dāng dāng dāng!

A small bell shook gently.

Although the voice was very crisp, it pierced everyone's eardrums like a poisonous needle.

"Not good!" A person at the door changed his face and stood up: "There is a sneaky figure approaching, I suspect we have been exposed."

A silent black man, big fellow, without a word, lifted a huge gun from his back and folded it, took out two bullets twice as thick as his thumb from his chest, and stuffed it into the gun. With a click, the bullet was loaded, and he took two steps. Charged up, raised the gun and pointed it at the wooden door.

Boom!

It was like a shock released.

The wooden door of the small warehouse was directly shattered.

A figure outside here was hit on the spot~IndoMTL.com~ screamed and was knocked down and flew out, and fell heavily to the ground. It was hit by a single shot with such a powerful force, even through a thick wooden door. It's dying.

"Oops!" The goatee old man's face changed drastically: "Vulture, you go first!"

"Then you..."

"This is not the time to think about this!" The goatee old man shook his head and said, "You should know the value of this information, and you have to send it to the Wolfblade leader anyway, otherwise the efforts we have made before It's all in vain! Don't say anything, hurry up!"

The voice just fell.

These people didn’t have time to react, they could only hear the screaming gust of wind and rain, remembering that from the windows and wooden walls on all sides, there was a continuous beating against the gods, and a sharp arrow sprinkled in and instantly covered them. people.

"Hide first!"

The vulture kicked over a table to block it in front of him. The wooden table was nailed into seven or eight thin arrows in the blink of an eye. Others looked for cover. A young man couldn't dodge and was shot in the eye, and immediately fell to the ground with a howl.