Lord of the Mysteries Chapter 19: Hero Bar
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Who? Why would I know that I bought "Officer" formula? Quinn's dark green pupil shrank and looked around in amazement, but did not find any suspicious gaze.
According to Mr. A, the transaction here should be safe and confidential ... In the end, Quinn could n’t help but look at the single sofa, but Mr. A, who covered his facial features with the hood shadow, was still quiet. Looking at the crowd, they did not show the slightest difference.
She slammed her Forsi with her elbow and asked in a low voice:
"Should I go?"
Forsi took the note, glanced at it and replied without hesitation: "Go, at least there is Mr. A looks at now, no one dares to do anything to you, you can take the opportunity to figure out the purpose of the other What is it, maybe you can get the magical medicine material you want? "
"It makes sense ..." Quinn itself is a very mobile person. Immediately to the waiter nodded, he followed the other party to the outside of the study again and put on a hooded robe.
This hat can cover my entire face, and I ca n’t see the way ahead ... Quinn put on a hood, opened the door, and saw a man in a black tuxedo sitting behind the desk.
The man wore a gold mask on his face, exposing his eyes, nostrils, mouth and cheeks, making it impossible to imagine his original appearance.
The light brown pupils behind the golden mask turned, and the man pointed to the chair opposite the desk and said:
"Sit."
His voice was deliberately dull, but nothing special.
Quinn closed the back door of the study with his backhand, raised his head and raised his head, and sat down to a predetermined position without losing his strength. He asked:
"Do you have the main materials for Officer magical medicine?"
The mask man chuckled:
"Yes, I fear demonic insect's eyes and silver war bear's right palm, I have both."
"In fact, the formula of Officer magical medicine was sold by me."
No wonder ... Quinn is often laughed at by friends, but she can survive in Extraordinary circles, gangs and poor people in eastern district. She is not a completely reckless person. She has a beast-like intuition about danger.
She asked in a deep voice:
"Why are you doing this?"
"Choose the right helper." The mask man chuckled, "Depending on your financial situation, it is difficult to get enough money for these two extraordinary materials in a short period of time. Of course, you can go to other Extraordinary parties to resell formula, but please believe me, this will bring you unnecessary danger, our circles may not overlap, but I am not alone. "
Quinn frowned and said: "Since you have a huge organization, Officer or even Arbiter magical medicine formula, why should you ask me for help?"
“Some things, we do n’t want to come forward by ourselves, there are many reasons, but I do n’t have to tell you, and every Arbiter who walks on the road of Extraordinary by himself has more or less aristocratic relationships, which is also We need it. "The mask man probably explained two sentences.
It seems that he does n’t know my origin, or even my reputation in eastern district ... Quinn relaxes a little.
The mask man continued:
"You should be a delegate outside the Extraordinary party. I will give you some tasks and pay you the corresponding remuneration. If you think it is dangerous, you can refuse it. This is a fair and free transaction. When you save enough money , You can come to me to buy materials. "
This ... Quinn, who is troubled by the financial situation, was suddenly thrilled and held for 9 seconds:
"As long as I have the right to refuse the task, I can consider it."
"no problem." Mask man haha smiled, "We can now agree on where and how we will meet in the future. In order to let you rest assured, the leadership is given to you."
"Okay." Although Quinn was still full of mist, he didn't understand why the other party wanted to do something for himself, but he agreed.
At least she does n’t see any obvious harm at the moment.
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All day during the day on Sunday, Klein was busy buying chairs and tea sets to sew clothes, and it cost a total of 6 pounds 9shilling to restore the living room, dining room and itself.
"It's really a loss. I hope that the police department can finally compensate me for the loss from the Mersso's legacy. Hey, hope is not big, at most." Klein put the entire invoice receipt and other simultaneously away, waiting for the useful opportunity later.
Of course, from a pure income perspective, he actually made a lot of money. The Extraordinary characteristics of Mersso is worth at least 300 pounds, or even more than that.
And the premise of all this is that Klein can reach the Extraordinary circle.
After dinner, wear a solid color sweater and a gray-blue worker's coat, put on a cap, and Klein went out again, transfer twice, and came to Iron Gate Street in the Beckland bridge district domain.
Without a few steps, he saw "Hero Bar", a black wood gate that seemed heavy, and a strong man with arms around two meters.
The strong man looked at Klein and did n’t stop him from pushing the door in. He just wriggled his throat when he heard cheers and cheers inside.
This time period is the peak period of the bar business. Before Klein entered, I felt the heat wave coming from the face, smelled the strong malt liquor, and heard the noise and noise.
Unsurprisingly, he saw two tables in the middle of the bar, one was playing dog-and-mouse competition, and the other was two boxers waiting patiently, preparing for the upcoming battle.
The wine smelled of sweat, Klein lifted the Phnom Penh glasses, squeezed his nose, protected his belongings, and squeezed towards the bar.
Wait for bartender to speak, he said first:
"A glass of Nanville beer."
This is the best beer produced by Ruen Kingdom.
"5p." bartender replied familiarly.
Klein took out a coin and counted 5 pence for the other party. In exchange for a large wooden cup filled with golden liquor, the aroma of beer was rich and attractive.
"In front of it, a lot of beer can't even be called liquor, it can only be regarded as a beverage." bartender laughed.
Klein took a drink, only to feel clear and refreshing, first with a bitter fragrance, then the taste of malt came out, and the mouth was a little sweet.
Put down the cup and look at the delicate white foam, he took the opportunity to ask:
"Where is Kaspars Kanlinen?"
bartender stopped to wipe the cup and looked up at him for a few seconds, pointing to the side:
"In the pool room number three."
In the spirit of not wasting, Klein put on the cup and walked outside the pool table.
He just tapped it and let the door open.
The two men holding the billiard stick stopped and simultaneously looked at the door.
"I am looking for Kaspars Kanlinen." In the silent atmosphere, Klein busy added another sentence, "The old man introduction."
After hearing this sentence, the half-century man with a big nose and a linen shirt said in a deep voice:
"come in."
He has a large, ripped scar on his face, stretching from the corner of his right eye to the side of his right mouth. His nose is a typical rosacea, almost completely stained with red.
Klein walked in slowly while holding the cup. I saw the Kanlinen billiard opponent put down the pole well, left the room, and closed the door.
Kaspars Kanlinen limped around and asked,
"What do you want?"
"A powerful revolver and fifty rounds of bullets." Klein drank another Nanville beer.
"3 pounds 10shilling." Kaspars quoted the price, "This is definitely more expensive than the regular arms store, it contains the risk I bear."
"Deal." Klein took out five long-pound banknotes of 1 pound denomination prepared from his trouser pocket, and counted 4 of them for each other.
Kaspars checked the authenticity and nodded:
"You are cooler than your appearance, wait five minutes for me."
He placed the banknotes on the pool table, leaned on the pole, and limped towards the door.
After watching Kaspars out, Klein looked back at the current popular table tennis and found it very consistent with the mature snooker on earth.
It must be you, Mister Russell Great Emperor ... he almost shook his head and smiled.
Wait for a while, Kaspars pushed in, holding a item and two 5shilling banknotes wrapped in kraft paper.
Klein took the money and things, opened it on the spot, and a silver-white revolver with a long barrel was reflected in his eyes. Its handshake seemed to be made of walnut tree.
In addition, there are fifty full yellow bullets placed in the box by the simultaneously.
Klein tried the empty gun, loaded five bullets, tucked the left wheel into the underarm gun pocket I had already bought, and then picked up the remaining bullets, looked up at Kaspars, and said: >
"If I want to hire a strong bodyguard, who should I find?"
"Very powerful, beyond the limit of human race."
Kaspars rubbed his big red nose, and his eyes became cold.
He carefully examined Klein for two minutes, creating a terrifying sense of oppression with silence:
"I can help you, but there is no guarantee that someone will take this task."
It seems to know more than one Extraordinary ... Klein raised his mouth and said:
"No matter what the result is, please allow me to express my gratitude in advance."
Kaspars put away the bills on the billiard table and walked out of the room again. After ten minutes, he returned to the room, and Klein had bored the big glass of Nanville beer.
"He wants to see you before making a decision." Shen Sheng said Kaspars.
"no problem, if it's me, I have to evaluate the difficulty of the task first." Klein nodded with a smile.
He followed behind Kaspars, who walked hard, crossed the crowded boxing ring to the bar ’s kitchen position.
Kaspars suddenly paused, tapped a door, waited for permission, led the Klein into the door.
This is a card room with dozens of people playing Texas hold 'em poker.
Seeing Kaspars and Klein coming in, a man in a white shirt and black vest slowly stood up, while the others playing cards stopped, and none of them made a sound.
It glanced over, and Klein frowned slightly.
He found that apart from the man who stood up, the rest of the players had an indescribable strange taste, their faces were pale and their eyes were like beasts.
Tapping the left tooth twice, Klein quietly opened spirit vision.
His muscles are tense, almost unable to control his expression, because the energy field colors of those players are dark black!
This shows that among the dozen people playing cards, except the man who got up, the rest are dead!
No, it's not just a dead person. The dead person doesn't have energy field color!
This is Living Corpse!
The rotten sensation came, and the man in the white shirt and black vest walked to in front of Klein.
His face was equally pale, and his eyes seemed to be full of malicious intent.