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The Getdam district of the royal capital has long been a hotbed of poverty and crime.

There is chaos here, depravity. Some people are afraid, some people avoid it, and some people are fascinated and don't care about it.

Every place full of contradictions has its own value, and the arguments of the onlookers and the authorities do not apply anywhere, at least in the district of Gottdam.

What you hear is not necessarily the truth, and without in-depth understanding, the answer will always be confusing.

A place has its rules, order, and the rule order of the Getdam district belongs to Old Shak.

No one knew where he came from, no one knew about his appearance, as if it was silent, and when people reacted, they found that the sky in the whole of Gerthdam had been replaced by an unheard of old Shak.

They didn't know who Shak was, or even what he looked like, because the only people who knew were his people, or the dead.

Here, you can trade a qiē thing from Old Shak, something he can have, provided you have what Old Shak needs, and the middle-aged man he has, so he trades successfully.

But success doesn't mean safety, at least that's what middle-aged men think.

There were several people behind him, who had been following him consciously or unconsciously since he left Andyne's house, and he felt a murderous aura, faint, but deadly.

A deep and dark alley, it is a bridge between the Gerddam district and the Tonghua district, one end belongs to Gerddam, and the other belongs to the Tonghua district, as if divided into two worlds.

"If you want to kill someone, this is the place to be." Standing in the middle of the "bridge", the middle-aged man stopped, as if talking to himself. "What do you think?"

Three figures appeared behind him, vague and hazy, but there was no reply.

"Dumb?" The middle-aged man turned around and said.

There is a moon tonight, and his eyesight is very good, so he can see the people who are coming, the three men in black. The trio, wrapped in black from head to toe, melt into the darkness and be silent.

Whether they are dumb middle-aged men do not know, because some people kill people and do not like to talk, especially nonsense.

The three black shadows suddenly moved, without warning, and went straight to the middle-aged man with an incomparably fierce attack, which made the middle-aged man see their weapons, three short swords, the sword body was painted black, if they were not careful enough, they even thought that they were holding air in their hands, which was funny.

The middle-aged man drew his knife, no one could see his movements clearly, and his man was already behind the three black shadows.

"If it was a month ago you deserved my caution, but now, you can't." The middle-aged man shook his head, turned around and looked at the three fallen black shadows, and said. "Kill, it's a good place, it's a pity, it's you who die."

There is no imaginary sword light and sword shadow, a qiē is so simple, quietly falling.

Because he is a high-ranking swordsman, they are a middle-level swordsman, and the difference between the two is like a cloud of mud, he doesn't need to show mercy, and the result is no suspense.

If they are not fools, then they are outcasts, outcasts who are instructed to tempt them.

Leaving the alley, the middle-aged man no longer noticed that someone was following him.

Like an idler with nowhere to go, he wandered through the different streets of the royal capital, and after a long time, he disappeared into an alley and was never seen again. At the other alley, Xia Lan walked out casually.

There is no doubt that the middle-aged man is Xia Lan's disguise, and he has a reason to disguise.

"Camouflage": Change your face, voice, and body shape at will, duration 24 hours, can be converted at will, cooldown, three natural days.

This is one of Xia Lan's abilities, an important ability that makes it easy for him to do a lot of things.

On the way back, Xia Lan was thinking about one thing, who instructed the three to chase and kill him, he already had a guess in his heart, and the spearhead was pointed at Old Shak, because only he had the reason and ability to instruct the three middle swordsmen to chase and kill him.

It's just a temptation, if he dies, then the deal is canceled, and if he doesn't die, the deal continues.

No one will casually believe a person's words, let alone old Shak, so his temptation is normal.

When he returned to the hotel, he found a strange thing, every hotel attendant who saw him looked at him with an ambiguous look, a little inexplicable.

But soon, he knew what that look meant.

On the sofa in his room lay a woman, a beautiful and seductive woman, who was looking at him with a playful smile on her face.

"Is that you?"

Xia Lan looked at her, surprised, perhaps never expected that their next meeting would be such a scene. This dangerous woman in the town of Fetan who has had a sword with him.

"Surprised?" Niniro swayed with her slender and round legs, her good-looking thin eyebrows raised slightly, and she was indescribably teasing. This time, she was wearing a dark purple one-piece dress, like a changed person, reclining on the soft and comfortable sofa and fiddling with her figure at will, as if she was seducing and sultry.

"Something again?" Xia Lan turned his eyes to the window, he was a normal man, in the face of such a woman, he was afraid that he couldn't help but make mistakes, he didn't want to make mistakes, he didn't want to make mistakes in this woman.

"Why don't you look me in the eye every time? Am I really not charismatic? Looking at Xia Lan's actions, Niniro covered her small mouth and asked with a chuckle, not like an investigation, but rather a question.

"Because I'm afraid I can't help it."

"Why endure? What should my sister do if she doesn't want to endure it now? Niniro stretched her waist to reveal the whiteness of her chest, but the beautiful man could not see it.

"If you're a jiri, I won't put up with it, but you're not." Xia Lan turned her head to look at her, her cold face looking stern and serious.

"Haha-" Niniro suddenly laughed.

Xia Lan watched her laugh until she had laughed and played enough.

"I need you to help me with something." Niniro looked at Xia Lan, her face was cold and solemn, just like her posture when she killed someone.

"Why me?" The conversation got to the point, and Xia Lan didn't have to pretend.

"Because you're the best candidate." Niniro said.

"Kill whom?" Xia Lan asked.

"It looks like we're going to have a good time working together." Hearing Xia Lan's question, Niniro smiled again. "A pinnacle swordsman."

Xia Lan was silent, and Niniro waited patiently for his reply.

The peak of the upper swordsman, the master who has stepped into the Fernu law with half a foot, looking at the whole Eldran is also a powerful figure, unlike Xia Lan, who has just been promoted to the upper swordsman, the other party does not even need three swords if he wants to kill the average new upper swordsman, this is the gap between the upper swordsmen.

He was silent, because the system refreshed an extra ziyou selection task, which appeared instantly after Niniro finished speaking, and he was wondering whether to take it.

For that peak swordsman, he was not sure to kill, but if he cooperated with this woman, he was sure. I dare not say that I succeeded, but there was an opportunity. Because he is not an ordinary high-ranking swordsman, this woman is not an ordinary woman.

"When will you kill?" Since there is a chance, the task is dangerous, so Xia Lan took it, because the other party may be a ladder for him to upgrade.

He didn't think about why she killed that pinnacle swordsman, just like why he killed Young Lord Marlai, everyone had his motives and reasons for killing.

"A month later." Hearing Xia Lan's inquiry, Niniro smiled because he agreed.

"I need his information, my information." Xia Lan looked at her, solemnly, and said. "And your plans."

"Looks like I'm not looking for the wrong person." Niniro smiled and clapped her hands, for herself, for him, for cooperation, maybe both.

"Remuneration." Xia Lan came to her and reached out to touch her charming and beautiful face. "I need to charge a little for the time being."

Niniro didn't stop her frivolity, but instead smiled, looked at his cold and handsome face, and said, "Didn't you say you had to endure it, why can't you bear it now?" ”

"Because there is no need for forbearance." Xia Lan picked up her body, light and soft. She exudes a woman's peculiar smell that intoxicates him, and there is no man who doesn't like beautiful women, especially possessing them.

He threw her on the soft bed surface of the room, kissing and nibbling on her slender and sexy neck, his hands groping her thighs, waist, and chest.

He liked this woman's body, and now he could possess it.

He didn't need to endure because his deal with her was also a deal now.

He needs to vent, he needs to be released, he's crazy about women.

The woman's moans are coquettish, indulgent, and pandering. The long, sexy and slender arms kept rubbing against his skin, and the smooth and ruddy little tongue responded to licking and spitting on him.

She is a veteran here, she knows how to make men happy, and she knows how to make herself comfortable.

The night was a victory for women, a wanton catharsis for men.

In the early morning in the royal capital, someone found corpses in the alleys of the Gottdam and Tonghua districts.

The two ends of the alley had been cordoned off, and the sheriff of the Tonghua District of the Royal Capital Guard Department was squatting beside the corpse with his men, who were observing the corpse.

"It seems to be a master killing." Delov used a small stick to pick open the wounds on the clothes of a corpse. "And he's a very good master."

"Sir, is there any basis?" A young sheriff beside Delov humbly asks for advice, because his officer's ability to handle affairs is well-known throughout the Royal Capital Guard Department.

"The wounds of the three deceased were only one, one in the heart and two in the neck, all of which were killed with a single knife." Delov stared at the wounds of the deceased and said lightly. "And the cut surface of the scar is smooth, indicating that the murderer's speed is very fast, from the move to the change of move, the scar does not leave any special traces."

Delov stood up, drew a circle with his hand on the position of the three people, and then pointed back and forth to the pavement of the alley to continue explaining: "From the blurred footprints on the ground, it can be roughly seen that the three dead people came from the end of the Gerthdam district, and the footprints in the middle are messy, indicating that the other party's movements are very large, and it can be seen from the weapons around them that they are chasing and killing someone." ”

Speaking of this, Delov shook his head with a sigh and said: "But these three people obviously didn't estimate the strength of the other party, but they were killed instantly, and the three dead showed no signs of being moved, and it can be known from their death locations that the three of them were killed at the same time, which is really a group of unlucky people." ”

"And what about the murderer?" The young sheriff was intrigued by the chief's analysis, and raised his curiosity.

"I don't know." Delov shook his head dryly.

"How so?" The young sheriff was a little surprised.

"There are no eyewitnesses, no clues left, and we don't even know the identity of the deceased, where to find the murderer?" Delov held his lips and looked at the young novice. "And even if the killer is found, how many people do you think we need to send to arrest the other party? Even if we were caught, how many of us would die? ”

"This—" The young sheriff seemed a little frightened.

"When we go back, we will say that it is a dead person in the Gerthdam district, it's none of our business, just write a report." After Dlov finished speaking, he prepared to leave.

"But—" The young vigilante continued to ask, as if thinking of something.

"No, but! Do it! Delov turned his head and stared fiercely at the young man, and said. Wait until you sit in my position and then reason with me! ”

Is it too long to find a murderer with superior strength? Delov thought to himself, shaking his head secretly.

The young sheriff was a little painful, because he did not dare to disobey the orders of the chief, otherwise he would lose the position he had now obtained with great difficulty, and in his ideal was to be a truly qualified security officer, maintaining the safety of the people, but the commander's words caused him to collide and be injured in front of his ideal for the first time.

Is he still a good sheriff by passing the buck to others? Aren't they all rumored that he is shrewd and capable? Why is this happening? What kind of place is the Gerddam District, the young sheriff naturally knows that the sheriff's office in the entire Gerddam District is just a decoration, and it is about to become the three areas of the royal capital.

Putting the blame on the Gerthdam district, their people didn't think it was a big deal, they had been used to dead people here for so many years.

With a sigh, the young sheriff clenched his fists.