Silent Crown Chapter 109: Will it be dark or not?

"Boss Wen, what do you do?" the gatekeeper asked, bending over.

"Stand up straight!"

Zizi suddenly raised his voice and frightened him: "Why? Think I am short?!"

"No, no, no!" The man waved his hand quickly: "I'm just a little tired, a little tired..."

矬子 squinted her eyes like a snake and looked at the two quietly, her fingers flicking, as if her hands were itchy. Those eyes that look like poisonous snakes make people feel chills in their hearts.

Soon, he dropped his hand, as if losing interest, but stepped into the door, "I just came out of the inside, I have something to see the Rat King, and take me in."

"Good, good." One of them couldn't help panting, and hurriedly followed in.

In the darkness behind the door, people in the cemetery follow.

The ruined cemetery was full of broken tombstones, with torches lit in some places, and dozens of people gathered together and talked in whispers.

Bai Xi glanced at the number of people and found that there were only a hundred, and he frowned, his tone a little despised: "You have so few people? Where are my ‘old friends’?"

"Tonight is just dealing with a traitor. Those who are here are newcomers who have joined recently." The gatekeeper replied, "Boss Luo said, let them see the fate of the traitor."

"Oh?" Bai Xi saw the big hole dug in the center of the cemetery from the corner of his eyes, and understood why they had chosen it here.

"Boss Luo hasn't come yet, wait a minute, I'll give a report, and ask Brother Sandro to tell you about the past." The man rubbed his hands. Send him to the corner, then turned and ran towards the crowd.

"Wait." Bai Xi stopped him, and suddenly asked, "What's your name?"

The man was taken aback: "Love, Edward..."

"Oh. Then thank you for showing me the way."

Seeing that no one around was paying attention, Bai Xi's face changed for a while, and his original voice was restored. The man seemed to be unable to understand what had happened, and was stunned. Then I saw the little girl stretch out her hand and press it on his heart.

Boom!

The muffled sound of the bucket falling into the well caused the man's face to flush suddenly, and then turned pale. The body fell to the ground, life and death unknown.

Bai Xi is not as kind as Ye Qingxuan. A ‘flow’ note was released directly to his heart, causing the blood in his defense to gasify in a violent rush. So he instantly lost the ability to resist, couldn't even speak, and fell into a faint.

As for whether the heart burst. Whether it is dead or alive, it depends on his own good fortune.

Immediately afterwards, a big dog jumped out of the shadow and dragged him into the grass in the corner. Bai Xi stroked his face with his palm, and his face changed to Edward's.

After realizing that no one around was paying attention, Bai Xi triumphantly blew a whistle, stepped back and stood in the shadow of a corner where no one was paying attention.

"Old Fei, did you find him?" She looked at Old Fei. But he found that after sniffing in the air, Old Fei became irritable and made a confused sound in his throat.

"You can't find where he is?"

Bai Xi was a little surprised. Before I could figure it out, I saw a turmoil in the crowd. A rickety man walked out of the darkness surrounded by two people.

It is the rat king.

He looked around at the crowd gathered around him and nodded in satisfaction: "Are everyone here?"

Beside him, the strong man like a thug nodded. Fuer whispered to him, and his expression became satisfied.

In the gaze of everyone. He stepped on a tombstone, stood on a high place, looked down at their expressions, looked at those awe-inspiring eyes, and his expression was full of joy:

"Everyone is a newcomer who just joined the club. It stands to reason that there is always a trial before joining the club... But today we are calling you here to give you a reminder."

He paused, his expression becoming more peaceful: "A kind, gentle reminder."

In the low noise of the crowd, he clapped his hands and the crowd was separated. The strong man standing behind him just now took two of his men and dragged one person in.

The man was framed by two people and moved to the torch to let the group of people see his face clearly. There was a disturbance in the crowd, and there was a vague voice of taking a breath.

Some people whispered: "That's Hudson..."

In front of everyone, the old man with **** scabs and his face covered in his own blood raised his head with difficulty and opened his bruised eyes. There is a vague sound in the mouth where the tooth is almost pulled out

"Sam..." His eyes were dizzy: "I want to see Sam."

"Oh, dear Mr. Hudson. I'm here, don't be afraid."

The Rat King stepped forward, provoked his chin with a dagger, looked at the way he had been well ‘entered’, and nodded in satisfaction:

"Long time no see, old friend."

There was a hoarse voice in Hudson's mouth, as if the lungs filled with water were inhaling, like a broken wind box.

"Let me go, Sam, please."

He made a difficult voice: "I just want, I just want to be an ordinary person... I didn't betray you..."

As he talked, tears mixed with blood flowed from the corner of his eyes. Sam Luo stared at him with a weird expression, and suddenly made a burst of laughter.

"Punch! Hahahaha...you are still so funny, Hudson." The Rat King patted his shoulder: "Hahahaha, ordinary people? Mr. Hudson, are you kidding me? You betrayed me, He disappeared without saying a word and ran to Wales just to be an ordinary person?!"

"I just, just want to stop..."

Hudson defended in a low voice: "I've been doing things for you for so many years, Sam, I'm tired. I just... just want to quit, why do you want to do this?"

Blood and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and he was almost suffocating.

"Hudson, you made me very sad when you said these words."

The Rat King stared at him frustratedly: "You have worked for me for so many years. I used to think I knew you deeply. I didn't expect you to lie to me until now."

He sighed, but suddenly pulled up his hair, yelling in his ear: "No one can betray me! No one!"

"How many years. How many years have I raised your old dog! After that bitch, the shaman came back, did you change your mind?! I tell you, there is no such old antique in this city anymore. Location!"

He flew up, kicked Hellesen into the dug pit, then jumped down, and stepped on Hellesen's face.

Until the poor man was unconscious, a weird sound came from his throat. He just gave up angrily when he was about to die.

"Kruger!"

He took his subordinate's hand and came out of the grave. Issued an order: "I want to build a fountain in this pit. Come and open a hole for me. So that these new boys can take a bath..."

In the grave, Hudson closed his eyes in despair for a long time. No one responded to the rat king's voice.

Sam was stunned. He raised his head and raised his voice: "Kruger! Kruger! Where is your dog. Mother?! Get out!"

No one responded, there was a disturbance in the crowd, and everyone looked at each other.

The Rat King frowned and looked back at the bodyguard behind him: "Where is that **** Kruger? He didn't come? I told him to let him come here!"

The bodyguard also looked at him confusedly, and shook his head blankly: "In the afternoon he said he came back, he should have arrived early."

At this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from the crowd. Everyone looked behind them in astonishment, and the crowd slowly separated.

Nude those late men.

Under the moonlight, the faces of those who were late were pale. As if he had seen a ghost, there was an unknown breath wafting from his body.

But the Rat King's eyes fell on their feet. The man they moved here... On the ground, a stout man with muscular knots and tattoos was convulsing, as if he had hurt something. Scary disease. There was a gurgling vague sound.

Everyone can't help but feel cold back when they hear the sound of laughter.

"Boss! Mr. Kruger has something wrong with him..."

The man with a frustrated expression came up tremblingly. Reported in a low voice, with a hoarse voice: "An hour ago, on our way here, we encountered an ambush."

"How many people? Are they raised by those **** from the Russo family?" Samro frowned.

"Only, only one..."

The man swallowed and spit, and recalled the nightmare: "Like a monster."

"The man stood in the shadow, blocking the way, and asked if we were Boss Sam’s people, and wanted us to help. Then...and then..."

He turned his head stiffly and looked at Kruger’s face: "Then he turned Mr. Kruger into this..."

Under the pale moonlight, the strong man on the ground twitched, twisting his body to a strange angle, as if possessed by some evil spirit.

His face has a sweet and innocent smile like a little girl. Staring at Sam, he giggled.

Sam's face became more and more gloomy: "What did he do?"

"I, we don’t know... He is like a shadow, suddenly driving Kruger crazy, Kruger is like crazy, wanting to kill us... Then he fell himself On the ground, I started to laugh...

I swear, we must have met a monster. The people who are watched by that person are crazy. I was glanced at by him, and when my eyes went dark, I didn’t know anything..."

The Rat King stared at him silently, the hollow eyes that made the heart chill, and the man took a step back in fright.

He stared at this subordinate, and asked softly every word: "That is to say, there is a person who attacked you and scared you into a group of screaming girls, turning Kruger into a Insane, but you don’t even see his face?"

"No, no, we wanted to kill him... but..."

The man trembled. He wanted to explain incoherently, but he couldn't explain it clearly. In the end, I suddenly remembered something, like grabbing the straw, and hurriedly said:

"He, he also said, let me bring you a good one!"

Sam was stunned.

"What did you say?" He asked: "That guy~IndoMTL.com~ let you bring me a good one?"

The man trembled, and said all the words like a bamboo tube poured beans: "He said he will come back to visit you this evening, let you light some more candles..."

"Candle? What candle?"

The man couldn't help but swallowed and spit, and his voice trembled: "He said: To someone like you, you have done too many bad things, there are ghosts in your heart, always... always afraid of the dark, right?"

Boom!

A muffled sound.

The man fell on his back.

There was a big hole in his forehead, and a half of the arrow tail emerging from the plasma. The arrow's tail quivered in the messy mass, sowing drops of water.

He stared blankly at the moonlight in the sky, the pale moon reflected in his eyes.

Don't stare at you. (To be continued)