"You laughed, Wayne. Read the novel to the net" Tyrone gently held Wayne's pretty face, Wayne fell into Tyrone's arms again, and Wayne, who tasted love for the first time, was full of happiness in her heart, because the man she loved also loved her, and this was the happiest thing in the world.

People who fall in love are fools and unsuspecting. Wayne stood on tiptoe and hugged Tyrone's neck tightly, not paying the slightest attention to the complicated expression that flashed on Tyrone's face, nor asking how Tyrone's injury was healing.

Between half an hour......

A dart shot at the head of Tyrone's bed, Tyrone frowned, if the enemy came to the door at this time, he would not have the slightest ability to resist, just that, such an end was also self-inflicted.

"Is this still Tyrone?" A deep male voice came, and the voice was somewhat unfamiliar......

A fist blade conjured up, held tightly in his hand, and a fish jumped out of bed, but it affected the internal injuries in the body, the astringent taste welled up in the throat, and a mouthful of turbid blood sprayed on the ground.

"You're seriously injured?" The person who spoke still did not show up.

"Humph! Come, let's fight! Tyrone showed his fist, his brows raised slightly, and the arrogance of an assassin made him full of fighting spirit, born under the knife, died by the knife, and died well even if he died.

"Humph!" The other party just snorted coldly, and slowly appeared, a pair of black pants, a black night coat, and finally a cold and unfamiliar face was revealed in the moonlight.

I don't know this man. However, he had also killed many people he didn't know, and Tyrone removed the strap that was wrapped around his arm and tied the blade firmly to his arm.

"Are you going to fight to the death?" The figure didn't move, standing still.

Tyrone didn't speak, his right foot kicked the ground violently, and the whole person rushed out like an arrow off the string, and Tyrone, who was covered in scars, chose the simplest and most direct way to attack, and the blade of his fist rushed to the man's throat like a wind.

The man didn't dodge, a silver steel sword clenched tightly in his hand, and withstood Tyrone's overwhelming blow, and Tyrone's other fist blade in his left hand rose high and swung at the enemy again......

The man in black flashed dexterously, and Tyrone saw his opponent clearly, with the same cold expression, the same young face, and the same fast body and reaction. Tyrone's blades had been dodged, and the whole person was kicked by the man in black and flew upside down, falling heavily to the ground.

Damn, obviously evenly matched, but his magic internal injuries are extremely serious, are he going to die at the hands of this assassin? Tyrone got up unwillingly, shook his fist, and had to fight again......

"Slow!" The man in black waved his hand, and the silver steel sword was put into its scabbard. "If you want to fight, we'll fight again when you're in your prime!"

Tyrone was stunned, didn't this man come to kill himself? While he was thinking, a package was dropped in front of Tyrone.

"Hmph, less nonsense." Tyrone smiled coldly and took a fighting stance. Tyrone thinks it's the mercy of his opponent, and he's trampling on his own dignity.

"I didn't give it to you, the general gave it to you." The man in black said faintly.

"General?" Tyrone's heart jerked.

"Yes, General Dukao. He sent me to tell you that you don't have to be afraid of any difficulties, and that he is behind you to help you. The package contains an elixir that heals internal injuries in the dark arts, as well as several of Noxus' latest power potions, which will greatly help you increase your strength and recover from your injuries, and will be considered a reward for killing your 99th target. Hmph, the general is really eccentric. The man in black smiled.

"General!" Tyrone had a warm current in his heart, and when he was at his worst, it was General Ducao who saved him. Tyrone gently picked up the package on the ground and held it in both hands as if he were holding a fragile treasure.

"Hmph, there is also a letter from General Dukao to you, your every move is in the eyes of the general, do a good job for the general, what is behind the Noxus military order, you know."

"Tyrone swears allegiance to General Dukao." Tyrone lowered his head and replied firmly.

"Yes, that's good." The man in black disappeared silently into the night with his slow steps.

Tyrone excitedly opened the package and swallowed the elixir given to him by the general, feeling extremely happy, and the energy in his chest that tortured him slowly dissipated. The damage caused by magic damage is generally equivalent to internal injury, as long as the right medicine is used, and this medicine is not an ordinary elixir, the injury will heal in a cup of tea.

Tyrone slowly opened the familiar envelope, the white letterhead, "Atai, are you okay?" ”

The corners of Tyrone's mouth rose slightly, every time the general said this sentence, Tyrone felt like the general was caring about his child, it could warm the heart of a cold killer. There was another person who called him Atay, and Tyrone remembered that playful little face and bright eyes......

Tyrone's pupils slowly dilated, the smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared, and his right hand holding the envelope trembled slightly, because of the general's order...... Tyrone slowly sat back in his chair, pondered for a long time, placed the letter on the flame, and slowly melted it......

I gently returned to my room, taking off my mask, Xiyue, Xue'er, Yuyu, and Rui Wen were already waiting in my room.

"Brother Heartless." When Cher saw me coming back, she was the first to embrace me and peddle me like a little sister who couldn't live without her brother.

"How?" Rui Wen and Youyou also came over.

I led everyone to the square table, sat down, and took a sip of hot tea from the kettle, "It's probably clear, the number of people in this operation of the Black Mystic Organization is about 160 people, excluding those who have died, and it is divided into 4 teams, with the leader Fryer leading a team and Hemtati leading a team." However, except for a few powerful characters, most of them are a rabble, among which Freil and Hemtati have the strength of high-level magicians. I paused.

"Vega doesn't live with them, and Flare is in Vega's hands, and he is at odds with the leader of this operation, Fryer, maybe this can be a breakthrough for us." Everyone nodded.

"But what is the purpose of their coming to Dolan? Maybe the lord of the city can give us the answer. ”

"Daddy?" Yuyu tilted her head at me in surprise.

"At that time, when the city lord fought Fryer, I ordered Rui Wen to retreat, but Rui Wen was not obedient, and waited in place for a while, and happened to hear the conversation between the city lord and Fryer." I turned my gaze to Rivan.

"My dad talking to Fryer? Aren't they enemies? ”

"At that time, I only heard Fryer call the city lord Christie." Riven paused, tilting her head to the faint shadow that was puzzled.

"My dad's name is Christie." Yu Yu muttered, bowing his head and being silent.

"The city lord and Freier seem to have known each other for a long time, and it seems that there is still a feud." Rui Wen paused, looking at the silent Youyu.

"In that case, this operation of the Black Mystic Organization is specifically aimed at the city lord!" Xiyue put her head in her hand and said faintly.

"I'm going to ask Dad." Yu Yu walked out of my room quickly, and I stabbed Xiyue in the arm.

"What are you doing with me!" Xiyue fiddled with the teacup in her hand and glared at me impatiently.

"Why did you give your hat to the city lord, Youyu is our friend, do you talk like that?" I asked, reproachful.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm born to speak, hehehehe!" Xiyue bared her teeth at me with a smile.

I looked at Cher helplessly, and Cher shrugged unknowingly. What's wrong with this girl today? Got gunpowder? ___Small/Say/Bus/Tax___