In the old man's tone, hidden under the fear, was a deep disdain. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He never thought that Brad would be a person driven by profit, let alone obey others, and he had the impression that Brad was the embodiment of killing everywhere from head to toe.

Brad shook the musket, checked the gunpowder, and looked at the old man indifferently.

"People change. ”

"I can't believe it. The old man secretly clenched his fists, and after a short period of fear, he calmed down his frightened thoughts, faced his past nightmare, and nervously calculated countermeasures.

And what Brad did was just stare at him silently and smile calmly.

In the past ten years, in addition to killing and fleeing, one of the things Brad has done the most is to deal with the heads of the Harrison family, and he knows everyone how to behave.

The leaders all wanted to have a right-hand man like Senna to help them establish prestige in the family and lay the foundation for the position of family leader.

Therefore, each of the leaders has repeatedly sent people or personally to invite Brad under the guise of entrusting tasks, and begged him with sincerity to the point of confessing his heart, but Brad has never been moved, which has caused the leaders a real headache.

And this old man, Adam Harrison, is second only to William's father in the Harrison family, and can be described as the second oldest in ten thousand years.

Because of this, a few years ago, he desperately needed Brad to work for him, and after many unsuccessful pleas, he designed to kill a certain prince with a very good reputation, and framed Brad, causing the whole country to be angry. In addition to this, he also informed the royal family of Brad's whereabouts and where he was assigned the task, and captured and executed most of Brad's followers, who were Brad's associates, or more precisely, sympathetic companions.

He did this to push Brad into a corner, and he believed that Brad had no choice but to join the Harrison family.

Brad was already exhausted, so he became a street rat, and he could only nest in the basement all day, relying on a few followers, and only dared to go out at night to breathe, this kind of hard life lasted for half a year, which was equivalent to making him squat in prison for half a year.

He knew it must have been the Harrison family, and he had thought of compromising with it, but the idea was quickly suppressed by him. You know, the original intention of his dedication to killing was to kill the people who sought money and killed people, how could he go to the evil tiger?

Half a year later, the situation gradually stabilized, and people seemed to have forgotten the name Brad.

After hiding for half a year and finally seeing the light of day, Brad had a hatred and inquired about it only after many inquiries that he learned that Adam was the mastermind behind the scenes.

Of course, he didn't care about killing more people.

So on a snowy winter night, he braved the bitter cold to go to Adam's castle built at the foot of the mountain, and if Senna hadn't been secretly assigned to Adam's room that night and blocked the blow, Brad would have cut off Adam's head.

......

After pondering for countless moments, the old man shook his head helplessly and laughed.

"Brad, I don't know what your relationship is with that Oriental, but would you risk your life to help him?"

Brad shrugged and disagreed: "Who knows." ”

The old man gritted his teeth: "As long as I shout now, hundreds of 'rockets' will fly in, they may not be able to raze this tavern to the ground, but they will be enough to detonate the piles of explosives here." ”

"Dynamite?" Brad frowned.

In the moonlight, the old man's face showed a touch of coldness, and he raised his hand to point to the large wine vasks scattered throughout the tavern.

"The tank is full of explosives, and when you add it up, you shouldn't have a problem blowing up the tavern. ”

"Wow, that's scary. Brad was extremely surprised, then played a gun trick, stuck the musket back into his waist, and said with a smile: "I know you Adam too well, you have done everything to survive, is it worth it to take your life for millions of silver coins? If you wanted to shout, you would have shouted a long time ago, and will you wait until now?"

With a muffled sound and pause, Brad sneered.

"Besides, can you shout?" he glanced at the primitives as he spoke.

The old man's smile suddenly condensed.

Seeing the skills of primitive people before, he knew very well what a terrifying guy he was, maybe as soon as he opened his mouth, there would be an extra blood mark on his throat.

His face froze for a moment, and he pounded the wall twice with hatred.

Over the years, he had only feared two people, one was his eldest brother Francis, William's father, and the other was Brad.

He didn't understand why he, who was known for his wisdom, could always be easily seen through by Brad? Such a strange situation made him feel strange when facing Brad, and his eyes lost their due calmness.

Probably because he was almost killed by Brad that winter, Brad knew too many secrets about him, including where his family lived.

At this time, the bell rang at twelve o'clock in the morning, and the thick and melodious bell, with an inexplicable penetrating force, fluctuated in all directions, resounding in the silent city of Constanta.

Brad glanced out the window, at the clock tower that stood a few blocks behind.

"Santiago, go out and inform the captain that there is an enemy up there. ”

"Oh......"

In the entire fleet, Santiago was most afraid of Brad, so he didn't stop for a moment after receiving the instructions, and hurried out.

The old man watched Santiago leave, and looked directly at Brad with a sinking face, and the moonlight poured on the faces of the two, and the whole tavern was haunted by solemnity, so that the tavern owner did not dare to come out for a long time.

Soon, hundreds of Spartan warriors entrenched on the side of the street rushed towards the bell tower, and after a while, there were fierce fighting sounds from the rooftop, how could the group of powerless "rocket soldiers" be able to parry the attack of the soldiers, and they were all twisted out in less than two minutes.

Seeing that his most proud "rocket soldier" was arrested without any use, the old man's face became more and more ugly, his lips were pursed and trembling, and anger accompanied by timidity haunted his heart.

Santiago ran in and looked at Brad inquiringly, who nodded, "Safe." ”

"Man, be safe!" Santiago shouted as he stood in the doorway, keeping his voice down so as not to wake up the nearby residents.

On the empty street shrouded in moonlight, Zheng Fei's figure came out of the corner and strode over.

"That oriental?" the old man's eyes still flashed with hatred.

"yes, you'd better be careful, he might not have a good temper. Brad whistled.

The old man couldn't help but glance at the primitive people beside him, as well as the retinue lying in a pool of blood.

The people in front of him were murderous devils like Brad, and he knew that he had to restrain his sharpness and even his dignity and try his best to survive.

While talking, Zheng Fei came in.

"Captain, let's talk?" said the old man.

Zheng Fei looked at his eager appearance and smiled at Brad.

"Okay, let's talk. (To be continued.) )