"I told you, there's absolutely nothing wrong with this drumstick. Looking at the two sitting in front of him, Mike also licked the chicken leg bone in his hand: "Now you can always eat it with confidence." ”

So the three people sitting there rushed to finish the chicken thighs in the bag like a whirlwind.

"Sure enough, it's extremely delicious, I've never eaten such delicious fried chicken thighs, the meat is fluffy but elastic, and the special sauce makes the taste of the chicken thighs even better!"

Maxim licked his fingers with a look of intoxication, as a lover of cooking shows, he said that he didn't understand these words at all, but that didn't stop him from licking the chicken leg bones with a little sauce.

“…… I'm a little thirsty and these drumsticks seem to be a little salty. Mike stood up, went to the kitchen and picked up the large pot of water, and when he returned to the living room, he glanced at the kitchen with a strange look: "It's strange, the kitchen window is not closed, who was the night yesterday." ”

"I don't know, maybe the cook forgot, that old woman is always a little sloppy in her work, but considering that the food she cooks is delicious and the salary is cheap, bear with it." Chu Renke glanced at Mike: "By the way, pour me a cup, you say that, I really feel a little thirsty, this chicken leg is delicious, but it is too thirsty." ”

"No problem, come on, everyone's got a full glass. Pouring water into three cups, Mike handed two of them to Chu Renke and Maxim, and then picked up one for himself, and the three good friends clinked glasses together.

"To our friendship. Chu Renke said.

"Respect for our lives. Maxim added.

"Best for foodies. Mike threw himself up and took a big sip of water, then fell to the ground on his back.

Chu Renke took a sip, his face changed, and then he threw his head into the soup bowl in front of him.

Maxim, who had taken two more sips, tilted his head and collapsed on the bench, eventually losing his balance and falling to the ground.

A crossbow bolt flew out of the kitchen. Finally nailed to Chu Renke's head, seeing that the big man who pretended to be dead was really dead, Marceau came out of the kitchen, and the cat cub wearing a whiteboard leather robe and a hood strolled to Chu Renke's side, took the money bag from his waist and shook it - in terms of weight, it was a lot of money.

After the player's death. Depending on their own camp, there will be different amounts of cash as money bags that fall out in a special way, so there is indeed a saying in the game world that the gold belt of killing and arson, but since you can kill, of course you can be killed, so not too much cash in the pocket has become the consensus of players, and being a good person has also become a good way for many players to avoid losing too much.

However, no matter how much these assassins played, they could not make themselves a good person, the kind of situation where they pointed a gun at the police and said that they wanted to be a good person. I'm afraid that it will always only appear in the film of medieval films.

Putting away the loot, Marceau went up the corridor to the second floor, listened with his ears for a while, and finally confirmed the location of the last target, and the kitten who walked to the door confirmed the hardness of the door in front of him, and finally took a small crossbow from his waist with his right hand, and then took out the engineering equipment from the space bag with his right hand - the door breaking explosive.

Taping it to the door, the kitten turned and pressed the detonator in his hand. A small amount of explosives smashed the door into the room, and a scream rang out in the room. But in the dim vision of the kitten, the screaming guy had already picked up the mace at the head of the bed, and was also preparing a spell in his hand, so the kitten stretched out his left hand, and a crossbow arrow was nailed to his forehead in the next second.

Seeing that the dimly lit target began to lose its brightness, the kitten dropped the small crossbow that had come from the Southern Solidarity warehouse. Then he quickly ran through the window at the end of the hallway, jumped up and smashed the window door after approaching, and because it was a back alley, the kitten who had not attracted any attention at all crashed headlong into the second floor of the opposite house and rolled in an empty room. got up and opened the door, took out a few gold coins and threw them in the hands of the dwarf NPC who heard the sound: "I'm a little sorry, the cat people, dwarf, but I'm willing to compensate for your window." ”

"Before you leave, please answer me if you came from the house in front of you. The dwarf asked, running beside the kitten.

"That's right. Marceau stopped and nodded.

"Okay, you take this money back, I'll sue you, I've long seen that those strangers are very unhappy, when they return early and go out late, there is not a single time when they don't laugh and scold and mess around, and sometimes they are drunk and crazy like a nervous disorder, if I can't beat them, I would have cleaned them up a long time ago." The dwarf stopped Marceau, "By the way, you'll have to knock me unconscious, or those guys will ask me questions about you." ”

So the kitten punched the talkative dwarf to the ground, then went downstairs and pushed open the back door of the house, closed the door with the door, and disappeared into the vast sea of people in the street.

…………

Walking into the 'Beautiful Fingers' nail salon on the east side of Steel Avenue, Marceau sat down in the place where he had just sat an hour ago, and the old woman of the prairie elf with a natural cute face in the back of the stage withdrew her attention from the magazine in her hand and smiled at the kitten: "Agent, are you done with your business?" ”

"Yes, Madame's devotee, I have made the six murderers on the list pay the price. Marceau replied solemnly.

"Very well, Substitute Walker, I am amazed by your ability to act, this is your reward. The old woman smiled and placed six rolls of ten gold coins in front of Marceau.

Then the kitten received the reward for this mission from the system - 'Dear player, you have received the full reward of the mission, 60 gold coins, one Avenger talent point, and according to the contract, you will get two additional Avenger talent points. ’

Very well, Marceau was satisfied, considering that there was still some time to go, Marceau decided to go to the market first, so he put away the gold coins, and the kitten cub stood up and prepared to leave, but the old woman sitting there clapped her hands and used her actions to make the cat cub stop him.

"Wait a minute, young vicarious, I don't know if you can help me, an old woman. ”

Marceau listened to the elder's request, so the kitten cub sat back in the chair and calmly waited for the elder's request.

"Mother-in-law, I used to be young, and I also had very good memories, now that I am old, I always hope that the children can walk through their life road safely, but I know that young foreigners like you are always unwilling to be ordinary......" The old man put a small bag in front of Marceau: "This is my mother-in-law's mercenary money, in the next week, although there is no right or wrong in this battle between our steppe elves and the big man, it should not involve the children in any case, if anyone hurts Lanlanmov...... This money is the mercenary money I hired you to make that murderer pay. ”

Marceau was silent for a moment: "Is it just a week?" ”

"That's right, within a week, our steppe elves' surrogate will be in Provence, and when the time comes, I'll ask her to take your place, what do you think, vicar. ”

"No problem, Elder. Picking up the money bag, Marceau replied calmly: "I have really felt your wishes. (To be continued......)

PS: Tomorrow Saturday, continue to work normally, safety day......