"The show has begun. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Vansteno, who was also hiding near the tavern, had a playful smile on his face - just now, a sudden fire light came from the entrance of the alley next to him, indicating that the wizard named Ain Rand must have infiltrated the tavern.

From this moment on, this guy was like a rabbit in a cage, and no matter how much he tossed, he couldn't escape the palm of his hand - because there were more than a dozen barrels of fire oil buried underneath, which could blow up the entire tavern to the sky!

No matter how many people deal with this kind of difficult guy who can easily put down a dozen of his own thugs, it doesn't make sense to have more people, so just use the simplest and most direct way, even if he is really as powerful as "that adult" said, it is impossible to escape alive from the flames.

The whole plan is known only to his own doglegs, and when he gets the signal, he will ignite the fire oil underneath the tavern, and then burn the wizard to charcoal, and the idiots of the "Copper Plate Regiment" are his burial companions!

Assassination target, poisoned dinner...... The wizard was very cunning, he could definitely guess that he wanted to deal with him, but he would never have thought that this way he would make such a big move in order to kill him.

Then again, if you want to take out the enemy from behind, shouldn't you just take it by surprise?

Verstelno's expression was extremely proud, which made the face of the eagle hooked nose even more gloomy, revealing an indescribable weirdness.

He Van Sterno was able to mix so well in the south of Ebolden, of course, not only because of his own ability, but also because he was willing to help those "adults" who were unwilling to get their hands dirty to do some "unseemly" private work.

With a name, a place, dead or alive, he could satisfy all the needs - and that was why the Canes could occupy Gutter Alley and become the largest gang in Ebolden, yet still being ignored by the guards patrolling the city.

His right hand reached into the pocket under his smock, and after touching a gold-plated ring, Van Sterno nodded reassuringly, and his eyes returned to the tavern in the distance.

The ring was his last hole card, and the deposit that "the Lord" gave him - he could dodge a mortal attack by relying on it, and at that moment his body would instantly "transform" into a mouse, and it would not recover until a few quarters of an hour later.

Although he is not a wizard, Van Sterno also knows how precious this "magic item" is, and it is definitely not something that a gang leader like himself can access, and it is a complete coincidence that he can get it.

Such a precious thing, he usually doesn't even want to carry it with him, but hides it in a very secret place. The reason why I wore it on my body this time was purely out of prudence.

It is undeniable that this wizard named Ain Rand is absolutely capable of killing himself, even if he has avoided the risk as much as possible, he cannot let his guard down.

"Lord Ain Rand, while I have no enmity towards you, who would let anyone want your life - I am only taking money to do things. ”

Verstelno curled the corners of his mouth leisurely, just now he had sent a signal to his men who were ambushed in the tavern, and now all he had to do was to wait with peace of mind and quietly enjoy the rare "fireworks" in this gutter alley.

But...... Something doesn't seem quite right. Verstelno frowned slightly, he had waited a quarter of an hour longer, but the tavern was still safe and sound, and the silence was a little abnormal.

Is there something unexpected?

He would never have been willing to approach the tavern if he could, but given the power of "the lord...... Inexplicably nervous, Verstelno clenched the gold-plated ring in his pocket, put it on his right hand, and quietly left the place.

Only a few charred corpses remained outside the door, and a few drunken homeless people could be seen in the distance. Basically all the thugs were lured out by the wizard's little tricks. Standing outside the door, Van Steno hesitated for a moment and kicked the door open.

"This—this is ...... What kind of place is this?!"

Stunned is not enough to describe Van Sterno's surprise at the moment, he knows very well that he should be in Gutter Alley, the tavern, but what he sees in front of him is a real Church of the Holy Cross!

More precisely, the ruins of a church of the Holy Cross - with collapsed walls, a tilted main altar, a broken sculpture of the Holy Cross...... But that's not the point!

Where the hell are you now?!

"You look surprised. ”

An unusually "familiar" voice rang out, and a somewhat nervous Vansteno's eyes widened, and almost immediately turned his gaze in the direction of the shattered sculpture of the Holy Cross.

The black-haired wizard in a black robe with a dagger in his hand was sitting there, looking at him playfully, as if he were watching a man jumping up and down, dancing with his hands...... Monkey?!

"Ain Rand, what exactly did you do?!"

"What did I do? That's a strange question, I guess it's what you're going to do. Loren smiled slightly, and kicked the scar-faced man who was tied up next to him, the leader of the "copper plate group":

"We have an agreement, you asked me to catch this person, and now it's time for you to fulfill your agreement. ”

"Yes, yes, that's it, I'll tell you the whereabouts of Isaac Grantham - I've always been a man who likes to keep promises, as long as you ......"

As he spoke, Vansteno spoke, his right hand with the gilded ring behind him, ready to flee as long as he figured out what was going on with this strange church......

"But it's a great pity that you deceived me - the leader of this so-called 'Copperplate' is actually one of your men, and you used him to gather all the gangs that wanted to deal with the Crutch Gang, and then eradicate them one by one. There is no denying that this gentleman has already admitted it. ”

"I—I believe this can be explained. Verstelno put his hands behind his back and tried to remain as calm and steady as possible: "Please give me a chance to apologize to you, I can tell you more - someone wants to kill you, and you are a big man at Ebotden, you are very dangerous now!"

"And you're the thug they're hiring. The black-haired wizard looked at Verstelno in front of him with pity: "Stop doing useless work, that little bget of yours doesn't mean anything in this church." ”

"I—" Verstelno's eyes widened, and his figure trembled slightly: "I don't know what you're talking about!"

"You don't need to know that you're going to die soon—and until then, you'll tell me everything you have to tell me. Loren Turin had a playful smile on his face:

"The show has begun. ”

.................. "Ahh!!!h

The scar-faced man lying on the ground was awakened by the heavy smell of blood, it was still the box in the tavern, and he was still alone, with blood stains and the smell of wine lees all over the ground.

The scar-faced man pushed away a certain corpse and tried to get up, but found that the face was unusually familiar......

"Boss Vestne?!"

Startled by the face in front of him, Scarface almost collapsed to the ground again - his body was still hot, but there was no doubt that he was already dead!

His neck was torn, his eyes were stripped off, there was not a single tooth left in his mouth, and his cheekbones and his erect hooked nose were a mess...... Even the scar-faced man who has killed people, and has killed people more than once, was scared half to death by this "too terrifying" face!

"Have you seen enough?"

A cold voice came from the side, and the scarface turned his gaze in horror, and the black-haired wizard was still sitting there, playing with the dagger in his hand, and looking at him with a smile - just those eyes......

It chilled him.

"Now the Crutch gang thugs are out there and they'll be back at any moment, so I'll cut it short. Loren whispered, "What's your name?"

"Lu, Luka!"

"Very well, Mr. Luca, you've got a lot of luck today. The black-haired wizard threw the dagger in his right hand in front of him, "Tell me, are you willing to be the boss of the Crutch Gang?"

"If you want, you don't need my help with the next thing, you know what to do. If you don't want to, I will respect your choice......"

Loren kicked the scar-faced man in the chest, and the strong man who had no power to resist was trampled on the floor by him, like a reptile:

"I'll send you to hell with him. ”