It was late at night, and Trist quietly pushed open the window and slipped out - in fact, even in the middle of the night, Bilgewater was always bright, and countless chandeliers made of whale oil were scattered throughout the city, making it still as bright as day. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"But it's better than daylight, isn't it?" thought Trist, pressing the brim of his hat very low.

He's going to the slaughterhouse in Rat Town, where the lights won't be as many as here, but again, the guards will only be tighter.

Because it was the territory of the Hooks—no doubt ask him how he knew there was Planck's treasure there, and he was in fact shocked when the ordinary-looking man, who seemed to be hidden in the crowd and couldn't tell it at once, approached him and asked him to do it.

Who is calculating this brutal overlord? He can't control so much, in short, it is enough to have money.

Trist's body shape is very weird, not that he has practiced any superb body skills, it is probably because he has done a lot of things to steal chickens and dogs, and coupled with his body that has been transformed by magical power, he seems to be vigorous and familiar.

"I wish I could do it neatly, and maybe at dawn I'll have a lovely gold coin mixed with the ship to Valoran. ”

He prayed secretly that the Birgewater believed in the Mother Serpent, but he believed in no one but himself.

......

The three Hook Gang members were playing cards happily, but in fact Bilgewater had been at peace for a long time, Planck's majesty was not violated, and the Hook Gang, his direct force, had become less cautious.

There was a sudden slight noise in the air, and the bodies of the three Iron Hook Gang members suddenly froze, and if you looked closely, there was a yellow card around their necks.

Solitaire wasn't deadly - in fact, if someone died, Trist couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't be picked up in a quarter of an hour and sent to Planck to be made into a bone carving.

However, his cards are used as wildcards by themselves, and the yellow cards have a fixing effect, and if he gets in, he will immediately remove the magic from them, so ...... Hehe.

He swaggered through the Hooks, unaware that not long after, another sneaky figure followed him into the Hooks' station.

The slaughterhouse was as full of cargo as ever, and there was the largest ship in the sails in the distance, and he was like a king guarded by countless people, and just docking there could give people a domineering momentum.

The pitch-black three masts were more than ten meters high, and at the top of that, the skeleton pirate flag fluttered.

Planck sat in his chair in the captain's room, peeling the orange in his hand little by little, until it was completely peeled off with a delicate carving knife.

He likes to eat oranges, and this orange is not an ordinary orange, its skin is connected to the flesh, and there is some mysterious power that can remove most of the toxins and cure a small number of diseases.

Of course, don't expect oranges to help you grow with injuries like severed limbs and short legs - in fact, Planck's oranges are as expensive as gold, and they are his own patent.

He shoved the orange into his mouth, chewed it until the juice splashed, and then slowly lifted the white cloth that covered the human body lying in front of him.

"Hey, dear little darling, do you know about bone carving?" he smiled, then picked up the carving knife he had used to peel oranges under the horrified gaze of his victim.

......

A smile appeared on Trist's face when he settled on the location of the heavily guarded warehouse not far away.

"Fate!" he muttered to himself as cards slipped under his feet, and a moment later, it was empty.

Trist appeared out of thin air on a hill full of gold, his eyes were full of greed, and he even wanted to throw himself into the gold, allowing those charming cuties to drown themselves and stone him to death.

On both sides there is armor forged in silver, a magnificent war hammer of Demacian flowers, and a rugged Noxian iron float full body armor......

There are so many good things that a person can't squander them even in ten lifetimes.

But he quickly suppressed the greed in his heart, knowing that money had no effect on the dead.

There was too much gold and silver here, but there were too few things that were really easy to carry, and it was impossible for him to escape with so many things.

He soon found his mission—a refined box with a small, delicate scimitar beneath the sumptuous black velvet that exuded a bloodthirsty devil's aura that made it feel like a blood-sucking blade.

He didn't dare to look at it more, this strange energy would interfere with the "fate" he cast, so he could only escape from here on foot.

But he soon realized that he was in a big/bad place—not far away, the guy he recognized even if he turned to ashes looked at him coldly.

"Oh Malcolm! it's great to see you here!" Tristropie exclaimed with a non-smirk, and secretly drew a card with one hand, believing that this guy must hate him even though he hadn't seen him for ten years.

Despite his struggles - he didn't believe that this guy with a head full of could calm down and listen to his own explanations.

"Hehehe, Tobius, didn't expect that?" Graves' face was a little hideous, and he carried the huge shotgun in his hand, "The first thing I did when I came out was to kill you!"

Trist's face was a little gloomy, in fact Tobius was his original name, but it hadn't been used since he betrayed Graves.

"Old man, I didn't expect to see you here. ”

Graves clicked and loaded the bullet: "Have you figured out how to die?"

Trist sneered, "Don't tell me you dare to shoot here, as long as you shoot, all the Iron Hook gang will make you and me into fish food." ”

But Graves laughed too, and the laughter contained anger: "Die!"

Bang - A huge gunshot rang out over Rat Town, and all the Hook Gangs looked in the direction of the gunshots, and then quickly rushed over.

The three gatekeepers were even more dead-faced, and if they didn't want to be the captain's collection, then they would have to choose the head of the little mouse who would be guilty of the crime.

There is also a very coincidental thing, that is, Zhang Chao is now in Rat Town, and when he found out that the boss of the Iron Hook Gang is Planck, he has already made a plan to infiltrate the Iron Hook Gang's lair.

At this time, he was watching the noisy pirates, and then quietly blended into the crowd and squeezed towards the place where the guns rang out.

Don't ask him how he disguised himself as a member of the Iron Hook Gang, in fact, he was officially a member of the Iron Hook Gang - of course, if that little leader didn't fancy the face of the hundred gold coins offered by Zhang Chao, I'm afraid he would have to be an impostor. (To be continued.) )