A quiet morning. The top point said,

Lu Mingfei, who crawled out of the quilt in a daze, looked at the bright sunlight outside the window, yawned greatly, and saw that the other bed was neatly folded, as if he had never slept before.

Senior brother is really a person who can't sleep lazy.

He scratched his unkempt hair, and after confirming that Chu Zihang had not left him with his luggage, he began to look all over the room for something to eat. The result was naturally not unexpected, and the considerate Senior Brother Chu specially ordered a Chinese breakfast for him, and also used a post-it note to explain in detail where he and Xia Mi were going next......

What? Six Flags Amusement Park?

Lu Mingfei once again felt the world's malice towards silk, and at the same time, he caught a glimpse of a beautiful envelope on the dining car.

Time stood still, and a familiar voice sounded in his ears.

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Chicago Municipal Opera.

The slender overall makes it look like a Gothic-style building, but on closer inspection, it has a bit of a baroque architectural connotation, but the red "chicago" electronic signboard seems to make it look a little nondescript, and the mottling on the exterior wall adds a bit of gloom.

Not to mention that this ancient building is sandwiched between two modern high-rise buildings, with a cold entrance and no sunshine.

In fact, with the development of modernization, the number of people who can calm down and enjoy opera is becoming rarer, and the Chicago Opera, one of the three major theaters in the United States, has also faced bankruptcy several times. It is only in recent years that it has improved, and the situation is better than that of other groups after many efforts.

Today seems to be a special day, with all sorts of luxury cars parked in front of the weather-beaten opera house, where upper-class men and women are laughing and laughing, dressed in formal and expensive gowns, in the off-season when the opera is staged.

Actually, they really didn't come to enjoy the opera.

Mercer gently tugged at the hood that was covering his face, revealing a smile. At the moment, he looks like an ordinary tourist, admiring the beauty and antiquity of this building that he has never seen before.

The auction hasn't officially started yet, so it might be a good time to get in. If you wait until the beginning of the entrance to devour a person and replace it with yourself, I'm afraid there will be trouble.

He thought to himself, and his eyes were on the windows on the upper floor of the opera house - there were no security cameras, no security nets in the way, and no security guards wandering around......

A normal person can't go in without attracting attention, but it's a good location.

As if a fresh breeze was blowing, the homeless man huddled on the side of the road sneezed, rolled over and went back to sleep.

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"Hello? Okay, I know...... I thought about your money as a whole, and I didn't think that this was still the extra money that this queen sold herself to help you earn? Okay, okay, I'll help you raise the price, after all, the group of people at the Kassel Academy are still quite rich, especially with Angers' character, this time I won't be in vain......"

Mai picked up the satellite phone impatiently, and tugged at her oversized Islamic embroidered robe—the workmanship was good, but it seemed to be a little bigger than her figure......

"Well, that's it, potato chip girl, you just obediently wait for Queen Ben to take the money back to you! Hung up. ”

With that, she threw her phone to the side of the sofa, took off her pale gold veil, and let out a long breath.

"It's really depressing to wear this thing......"

Before she could finish speaking, she keenly caught the slightest sound at the door, and almost instantly, she put on the veil again, and the two sharp knives in her sleeves slid into the palms of her hands.

"Don't move," even though her reaction was so swift, it was a little late, and a hint of coldness had already quietly cut through her robe and hung on her neck. "If you don't have a wound in your heart, it won't look good."

After years of ninja training, Mai has long been unconcerned about this kind of Cheng dù's threat, but her words and spirits are not the type of frontal combat, and she can't exert her power in the narrow terrain of the room.

Unless there is a burst of blood? Or inject dragon blood serum.

Mai made an immediate decision - the blood burst would undoubtedly produce some signs, while the injected serum would be immediate, and there would be no signs of Deadpooling until it was at its most effective. On the surface, she pretended to be cooperative, but in fact, she had already touched the syringe tube stored close to her body.

"Bang-"

A pinpoint punch hit her in the abdomen, interrupting her attempt to inject serum. Although the pain was enough to make an ordinary person faint instantly, the cold disappeared for a short time, which was undoubtedly a great opportunity. The incomparably resilient spirit saved Mai from stiffness and discomfort, and she took the opportunity to shoot the short knife and stab it into the heart of the person behind her.

The familiar blade enters the body sound, and it does not fall short.

"My sister Jiude, I'm just joking, right? Do you want to be so cruel? ”

A flirtatious voice sounded, and Mai looked up at the person in front of her, only to find that it was an ordinary-looking waiter. The short knife was still deeply pierced in the opponent's chest, but unfortunately the other party did not react, as if it was just a sticky toy.

"Anyway, I gave you the Seven Deadly Sins that can be sold for 100 million...... Such a tyrant's way of giving gifts must not be able to find a few people in the whole world, right? ”

The waiter babbled as he turned and walked to the wine cabinet, quickly and skillfully mixing a sweet cocktail, and casually pulling a short knife from his chest and peeling a slice of pickled olives.

"Would you like a drink? Blacksun, high in calories, but I believe that half-breeds still can't drink fat. ”

The situation has developed to this point, and Mai Jiude almost understands who the guy who is pretending to be a ghost in front of him is, and he suddenly doesn't bother to continue to be vigilant, but takes the cocktail and drinks it all.

"For a rich man like you, there's a real price drop for cocktails, but sometimes you still have to try something new."

Mercer rubbed his hands, he still used the skill of bartending to 'swallow' and use it, but the taste of the wine was naturally not heavy.

"Well, did you come to me for something? The boss made a deal with you, but in exchange for you to order me, I only have one chance, so it's best to think clearly before speaking. ”

Mai burped lightly and frowned.

"Honestly, no matter how it looks, it tastes worse when you add Coke."

As for poisoning or something, she didn't think about it at all. The poisons that can work on a hybrid like her are all powerful and immediate, and the effects are nothing more than paralysis and killing. Now that the other party is already in an overwhelming position in terms of strength, she doesn't think there is any need for him to do something in the wine.

"Perhaps, I didn't learn much, and I chose it just because it sounds good."

Mercer shrugged his shoulders and looked indifferent, but this ordinary image at the moment greatly diluted Mai's first impression of him—a transvestite maniac who acted wildly and unruly, and liked to swoop around with a gun.

"Well, I'm just coming to see you, and by the way, I wish you a good price. Besides, I always have to pay attention to a guarantee when making transactions, and if the goods are not good or not, I can still 'refund'. ”

Mai was silent, she believed that he would be able to rob the auction house and take away the Seven Deadly Sins.

"Okay, now it seems that Sister Jiude is alive and energetic, so the transaction will be officially established."

Mercer patted his clothes and stood up.

"Oh yes, Sister Jiude should try to carry this kind of dangerous thing as little as possible, it's not good if you hurt yourself."

Mai stared at the murderous eyes and looked at the familiar three needles in his hand, the amber liquid contained in them shook slightly, flashing with a heartbreaking brilliance.

The dragon blood serum was actually taken away by him unconsciously!

But she didn't know that Chou was also a qualified circus ugly back then, and there was no problem with a trick. Stealing is just a way to 'change' away.

"Anyway, I also gave you 100 million, it's not too much to get dividends, right? So that's it, 88~"

He quickly dodged out and closed the door, cutting off Mai's murderous gaze.

By the way, three air injection needles are inserted straight through the carotid artery.

What can be felt is that the progress of the originally slow blood explosion-or purification of bloodline-has accelerated sharply with the injection of serum, not only has Yan's spirit been enhanced, but even his life level seems to have a faint upward trend.

The golden pupils lit up, and Mercer smiled a hint of triumph.

Blacksun was chosen not only because of the nice name, but also because it was a cocktail with a strong dark color.

Other means can be disguised.

(Thank you for the comrades who gave the tips as usual!) [みさき], [Shentu Mingliang], [Zeroice], [Supreme Superman]!

In addition, the road to school holidays is really far away...... We're really still in class! There's no excuse to default on updates! ）

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