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In the dappled night, the sound of heavy leather boots could be heard, and soldiers raised torches to surround the streets of the West End, and the flames illuminated the figures of the people swaying.

Sleeping residents woke up 6 times, pushed open the window, and peered out into the street.

"Surprise night inspection! Everyone immediately open the door, stay where they are, and strictly prohibit going out! "From the first tavern on the street, soldiers went door to door and entered. Several crocodile hounds followed, their necks stiff and scaly, their pupils like green fire, and their throats purring.

"This stinky shit that you can't shake off if you stick to your feet." In the darkness, Freckles cursed under his breath and swallowed the half-bitten meat sandwich cake.

"In about half an hour, they'll find it out." Gordon's head was leaned against the wooden window, squinting, peering through the gap. The street was lit with fire and was sealed off by heavily armed Sand Fox soldiers.

By this time, a full ten days had passed since he had slain the Golden Fang, and Gordon had regained contact with Freckles. The freckles injury was not a major problem, but the fractured phalanges caused immobility. Freckles looked indifferent about chasing the black baboon, but Gordon still heard the unwillingness in his slightly hurried tone.

"That's still too late, half an hour is enough for me to eat." Freckles reached into the open cupboard, found a cold leg of lamb condensed with white oil, and devoured it.

It's the kitchen of a restaurant, and they sneak in in the middle of the night in search of food. Unlucky, I happened to hit the night inspection.

Recently, Crescent City's access to food has been strictly controlled. Restaurants, bars, and hotels began to record their share of food expenditures on a daily basis, and the purchasers registered them one by one for inquiries by the security forces. The same is true for private residences, where civilians report a drop in food as soon as they see food in their homes.

"In the past few days, the rumors have become more and more tight, as long as it is the face of a foreigner, they will be searched and interrogated, and they will be sent to prison if they disagree. The Storm Horse Thieves want to force us out of Crescent City, wield the advantage of the horseback battle, and take us out in the wild. Gordon turned, his gaze swept over the flour sacks in the corner, the cupboards full of dishes, the blackened stove, the bacon sausages hanging from the beams...... He picked up a jar of water from the wooden rack embedded in the wall, poured it into the water bladder he carried, and pulled down two bacon sausages and munched on them.

The desert weather is hot, and overnight food is easy to spoil, and there is no way to take away the reserves.

"Those horse thieves weren't too stupid, I thought they had a lot of in their heads. In the past few days, we have endured it first, avoided the limelight, and then played slowly with them. Freckles chewed the whole leg of lamb three times and twice, then grabbed a pot of milky cheese and poured it into his mouth.

"Looking at their momentum, they won't stop if they don't turn this area upside down. There are more and more checks, curfews, and night inspections, and I can't stay in the warehouse where I'm hiding. Gordon glanced at the freckles' flat and unchanging belly, worthy of being the descendant of Qiya, and even had a unique secret method of eating. More than ten catties of food seem to be stored in a mysterious part of Freckles' body, like a camel's hump, which can provide nutrients in times of famine.

"That's right." Freckles muttered, "I killed a small character in the gang and hid in his house, but I was found the next day." ”

Gordon said: "The most troublesome thing is the problem of urinating and urinating. You can't be in the warehouse, you can't be outside, you can only endure it during the day, and go into someone else's house at night to solve it. ”

"I'm eating, you pervert!" Freckles swallowed the last piece of cheese and rubbed his greasy fingers against Gordon. Both of them changed their makeup, wore the locals' wide robes and headscarves, wrinkled faces, and a handful of white beards, disguised as old men.

"They've already searched the next street, and we have about 10 minutes left. Sorry, I'm too late, it has to be resolved. Gordon calmly unbuckled his trousers as he watched the movement on the street.

"Here?" The freckles screamed.

"It's the same everywhere for the Assassins." Gordon lifted the hem of his robe and squatted down calmly, his movements natural and smooth.

"You bastard, pervert! You must have done it on purpose! "The freckles covered their mouth and nose tightly, it was so disgusting.

Gordon always stared out the window: "I never do boring things. ”

Freckles rolled her eyes and said angrily, "I'm a little worried about the red hair." That guy talks nonsense all day long, has no brains, and it would be bad if he clashed with the soldiers. ”

Gordon said indifferently: "He always has to learn to get used to it, each of us is the same, and no one can take care of each other for a lifetime." ”

"Cut, I can't stand your bird-like appearance of pretending to be an uncle. Hey, let me ask you, if one day in the future, you and a few of us have a fierce conflict, will you kill us? Freckles stared at the side of Gordon's face, his eyes as sharp as ice.

Gordon pondered for a moment: "What is in the future, I can't answer. But I think I'm sure I'll get around the conflict. A truly intelligent person can always avoid conflicts and obtain benefits from another way. ”

"Damn, if you say it, you don't say it!" Freckles said angrily, but his gaze softened. Ghouls, though perverted, are trustworthy.

"They're coming, and we've got three minutes left." Gordon stood up, ready to evacuate.

Freckles stared at the clean ground and let go of the hand covering his mouth and nose: "You bastard actually tricked me!" Didn't you say don't do boring things? ”

"Because I don't think it's boring at all." Gordon glanced at the greasy finger prints on his robe and smiled, "I'm just practicing feints. ”

"You pervert is completely untrustworthy." Freckles gritted his teeth and looked out the window, "Your injuries are too serious, I'll lure them away." I'll be back in a week. ”

Gordon watched Freckles scurry out of the kitchen and through the small hallway. Then a loud "bang" was heard

netbsp; Loud, freckles slammed open the back door of the restaurant.

"You sons of, you have the ability to chase after you, follow Lao Tzu and eat!" Freckles climbed onto the roof, shouting defiantly as they scurried off into the distance.

Several alligator-headed hounds were the first to bark, and the soldiers rushed to hear the news and shouted: "Someone has escaped, chase after you!" "It must be a wanted man, and there are a hundred gold coins to catch him!"

The sound of the horn resounded in the night sky, and the soldiers, who had no time to search the other houses, rushed over and outflanked the freckles from all the streets and alleys, led by the alligator-headed hounds. Many soldiers climbed onto the rooftops, some unloaded their bows and arrows and fired, and some raised their swords to chase after them.

As the noise faded away, Gordon sneaked out of the front door of the restaurant and slipped away in the opposite direction through the shadow of the wall. He didn't dare to go too fast, lest he pull the wound.

It was already difficult to hide in the civilian area, and he had to move his residence and find another place. The mansions of the wealthy in the garden district are permissible, or......

Gordon caught a glimpse of the towering gray-white tower of the Temple of Allah in the distance, and his heart moved. What place would be safer than the temple in Crescent City right now?