Chapter 32: Approaching

The mud-stained frost wolf was as dirty as a few stray dogs around him, and like those stray dogs, he shuttled through the surrounding streets and alleys, looking for scarce food.

Eventually, however, these stray dogs return to their neighborhood.

Moreover, each will guard its own territory.

Not having enough food for several days makes them mentally exhausted, but that doesn't stop them from having a natural duty: to take care of the home.

Even if the home is already empty.

The sudden outbreak of war caused the inhabitants of Lerdrie to flee in a hurry.

They panicked and took away most of the valuable things and food they needed for the journey, but some of the 'family members' who should have been taken away were subconsciously ignored.

The only thing that is thankful is that this is only a small part.

Once again, the frost wolf returned to the vicinity, as if exhausted, crawling in the corner of the wall and sticking out his tongue, his heterochromatic eyes looking around vigilantly.

Whenever other stray dogs, the kind of dogs that have been wandering and have never really approached humans with a tyrannical aura, it will always whimper, and then, when the stray dogs get closer, the frostwolf will immediately run away.

Although it can easily shred these 'invaders', the frost wolf, who knows what he is going to do, will not reveal the anomaly at all.

The identity of a stray dog, especially a cub, is so useful.

It's so good that the frostwolf quickly inherited all the talents and bloodlines of the maternal line.

To put it simply, the frost wolf at this moment looks like an abandoned and lost puppy cub.

Will anyone care about such a pup?

Except for a few caring people, no one cares at all.

And for the empty Raldry at the moment, where will there be caring people.

There are some scheming guys.

It's like in the distant building it had been watching, starting at noon, groups of people had gathered and left in unison.

Then, not long ago, three more people appeared.

Compared with those who left before, these three people are much more vigilant.

Moreover, it is much more powerful.

The frost wolf could clearly smell the powerful breath of these three people, and it curled up more and more, and its eyes of different colors were also obscured by the curtains.

If someone who knew Qin Ran well saw the frost wolf at this moment, they would definitely be surprised.

Because, at this moment, the frost wolf's squinting demeanor was somewhat similar to Qin Ran.

The blessed frost wolf, in addition to its strength, has grown, and more importantly, it has a wisdom beyond ordinary beasts, and under such wisdom, it knows how to learn.

Or more accurately: imitation.

And there is only one object it imitates: Qin Ran.

Almost since birth, the frost wolf who has stayed by Qin Ran's side, in the daily ear and eye rendering, not only imitates Qin Ran's demeanor, but also behaves in almost the same way.

Therefore, it approached the house very carefully and discreetly.

The mud-covered body walked against the corner of the wall, melting the whole body into the shadows.

It didn't need to be too close, his father's bloodline gave the frostwolf excellent hearing, allowing him to hear everything in the building from a considerable distance.

"A bunch of idiots!"

"Do they really treat everyone as idiots?"

"Arrogant enough to attack Warren's palace!"

"Moreover, it is still in an upright way!"

"Have they all been eaten by dogs in their usual training?"

A voice that was originally accustomed to a low voice was raised several times at this time, and immediately, there was a piercing sharpness in that voice.

But what can't be concealed is the roar of the other party.

Without waiting for the others in the room to speak, the other spoke again.

"Don't they know that there are 'demons' and 'dragons' there?"

"Who gave them such blind faith?"

"Still ......"

"Someone gave the wrong information?"

The raised voice returned to its original state, and the voice became low again, accompanied by questioning.

The other party obviously didn't believe that his men would be wiped out like this, especially after completing a beautiful operation.

They have shown great potential.

It only takes more time to become able to take charge on your own.

And now?

Whew, whew!

Thinking that his hard work for so long had been in vain, especially when his position would inevitably be threatened with the death of these elite men, this person's breathing became rapid, and the aura on his body changed slightly, making the room feel a little more depressed.

The other two remained silent.

Assassins are not a profession with many words.

Even, some extreme training methods start with cutting out the tongue.

The Snake Sect also has this way of training.

However, many years ago, it was not used.

They chose a more stealthy way!

And from now, they're doing pretty well.

The one who questioned him had always been complacent about this on weekdays, but now, the other party couldn't be happy, the silent colleagues, the dead and wounded subordinates, and the threatened position all made the anger in this heart continue to breed, and the one who had just been suppressed appeared again at this moment.

"Speak!"

"Tell me, why?"

"Why?"

The other man roared.

And this time, one of the two remaining people in the room spoke.

"Rather than asking why, I think we should get out of here sooner."

"Now that their deaths have been confirmed, there is no need to leave this stronghold."

A hoarse, cold voice, with the calmness of wanting to be.

But in the ears of that person at this time, there was an extraordinary purpose.

"You want to erase all traces?"

"Say, are you the devil of everything here?"

The one growled.

"What are you kidding?"

"Our three teams have always acted independently, and each team has its own independent intelligence system!"

"From the very beginning of our establishment, we have not interfered with each other!"

The hoarse, cold voice grew colder and colder.

Unpleasant emotions are brewing in it.

"Non-interference?"

The one sneered sarcastically.

It is said that they do not interfere with each other, but what about the facts?

He spent his days trying to put his eyes and ears in the group of the other two, and he believed that the two people in front of him did the same.

"I'll find Lord Yuan Snake to enforce the ruling!"

"You'd better be prepared!"

The man stood up as he spoke.

As his colleague had said, there was no need to exist here, let alone stay, and if it weren't for the collection of clues that might have been left behind, he wouldn't have been here.

As for summoning the other two?

Scold.

He has lost all his manpower.

But if it's just his loss, doesn't it seem that he is very incompetent?

Thinking of this, he quietly prepared to complete his arrangement.

"Their deaths are self-inflicted."

"And ......"

The one who had not spoken all this time spoke.

"And what?"

When he heard the first words, his anger flinched again, and he turned and stared viciously at the last person who spoke.

"And you shouldn't leave your back to your opponent."

In the muffled voice, the man's face changed drastically, but before he could react, he was pierced through the chest by a short sword.

The blade of the sword penetrates the protection of the ribs, and a sword pierces the heart.

"You, you ......"

"yes, we've been working together for a long time."

"Your subordinates are also guided by our erroneous news - I have to say, your methods of winning over people's hearts are too primitive and shallow, and there is no technical content at all."

"Okay, you can die."

The last person to speak leaned down, looked at the dying opponent, sneered a few times, and was about to kill the opponent with a knife in his hand.

But someone is faster than him.

Burst!

Almost in the same way, this one's chest was also pierced by a short sword.

"You really think I'm going to work with you."

A hoarse, cold voice rang out.

"yes."

"How could I work with you?"

The one, whose chest was pierced by the dagger, nodded with a smile, as if he had no injuries at all, and just stood up and stared at the collaborator of the previous second.

Then, almost in unison, the two shouted in unison, "Do it!" ”

The sudden sound was extremely loud, like a thunderbolt.

But there was no response.

There was silence.

Call.

In the silence, the night wind blew again.

Clear footsteps followed the night breeze.

Squeak.

The door was gently pushed open.

They saw a black figure, a corpse behind a black figure, and a windbreaker that slowly fell after dancing with the night wind.

Black, deep.

And dead silence.

Seems......

Cloak of Death.

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