Standing on the roof, the wind over London was a little strong, Tang Tu actually felt a little cold, the map was updated, Tang Tu and Van Gogh were about to leave, but at this time a person appeared. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

A young man climbed onto the roof, and he looked a bit like an Indian, or more precisely, a mixed Anglo-Indian.

"Hey, two lads, I'm guessing you're 'Chefs, Not Butchers' and 'Van Gogh', welcome to London. Forget to introduce myself, I'm Henry. Green, your liaison officer in London. ”

"You're Henry. Green? Tang Tu felt that the person in front of him was a little familiar, "Are you the young man who wrote the letter in the opening animation?" ”

"Oh, do you mean the letter I wrote to George? That's what he is, always teaching us to 'take our time'...

Look at London now, what Starley has done to the city... The Whitechapel district is rife with crime, child labour in defiance of regulations, and gangs called 'thugs' roaming the streets... All of this was controlled by the Templars, and other boroughs were similar here.

We need to give this city back to the people who built it, and we need to liberate London from Starey. Thank you to the Assassin Council for finally sending you here, giving me hope. ”

"The Assassin Council..."

"Young man, your enthusiasm is motivating, come on, come back to the store with me, I still have a lot to tell you."

Greene jumped down from the bird's-eye view first, Tang Tu turned over and jumped down with his arms outstretched, and Van Gogh took a deep breath and followed with his eyes closed.

Crawling out of the haystack, Greene reminded Tang Tu and the two, "Be quiet and don't get anyone else's attention, damn Kerak is looking for me everywhere." ”

"Who is Kerak?" Tang Tu asked.

"He's one of Starry's gang bosses, and he wants to get my hands on mystical research on one of the Precursor artifacts." Greene said.

"Precursor artifact? Pieces of Eden? Tang Tu asked.

"Yes... Let me tell you more about these 'thugs'. Starry brings together the worst of the underworld to form an army-like force.

Some of the city's gangs tried to stop them, but they were all taught a hard lesson. Right now, only the 'cinders' in Whitechapel are still fighting them, but they are still no match for these thugs. ”

"Looks like we should make good use of the Cinders." Van Gogh said.

Van Gogh turned around and gave Tang Tu a look, they just walked around the corner, Van Gogh accidentally collided with the person walking opposite because he was walking with his back to him.

It was a man of some age, and he had a few pieces of paper in his hand, and seemed to be looking down at the words on them, so that he did not see Van Gogh facing away from him.

"Oh, damn city! Now people don't look at the road when they walk. The visitor complained that the paper in his hand had been knocked off, and he was scrambling to pick up the scattered paper.

"I'm sorry, sir, but it's me who didn't do it." Van Gogh said embarrassedly, and hurriedly squatted down to help the other party pick up the paper.

Tang Tu also stepped forward to help, but just as a gust of wind blew, he flew into the sky with a few pieces of paper, and then disappeared.

"Damn 'Drud', I'll never finish writing like this!" The old man looked at the papers that had been swept away by the wind, and suddenly said very poetically, "Only God knows where these pages have gone... Well, I'll have to get them back. If you're in the mood to hear a few stories, you can find me in a warm place with a drink! Goodbye young man! ”

The old man waved his hand, walked into the corner shop and disappeared.

"What a weirdo." Van Gogh said.

"Dear Van Gogh," Tang Tu put his arm around Van Gogh's shoulder, "that's Charles. Charles Dickens, one of the most prominent writers in the English literary scene. ”

"Oh, cook, you know Mr. Dickens, who knows and knows everything in the city. If I were you, I'd keep his contact details in my back pocket. ”

Tang Tu casually looked at the opposite street corner, a woman was talking there, and after they saw Tang Tu and the others looking over, the woman suddenly ran away.

"Oops," Green's face changed, "Kerak's men are nearby, they've spotted me, but they can't let them follow me back to the shop." ”

Greene took out two pistols and handed them to Tang Tu and Van Gogh, "I have to go first, and the person who follows you will be handed over to you." My carriage is nearby, you can use it to get rid of the stalkers, and I'll be waiting for you in the antique shop. ”

Greene ran away, and Tang Tu and Van Gogh looked at each other for a while.

Tang Tu pointed to a broken carriage parked around the corner and said, "This is the carriage that Ge Lin said?" Let's go, let's get in the car first. ”

"Do you know how to drive a carriage?" Tang Tu sat in the co-pilot's seat and asked Van Gogh who was sitting in the driver's seat.

Van Gogh shook the whip in his hand, "It shouldn't be difficult... Uh-oh-oh..."

It may be that Van Gogh used too much force, and the horses were whipped and suddenly galloped, and the carriage brushed the ground and drifted, and they were on the road.

Two carriages appeared behind, and they were obviously chasing Tang Tu and the two.

"You're steady..."Tang Tu stood up, grabbed the carriage with one hand, and raised his pistol with the other, it seemed that he was planning to kill the people chasing after him like this.

"Are you good marksmanship?" Van Gogh struggled to control the horses.

"I haven't tried..."This was Tang Tu's first time using a pistol, and he was obviously not very confident in his marksmanship.

After firing a few shots, Tang Tu gave up using the pistol, opened the Illusion Hidden Blade on his wrist, and hit the knife with a "whoosh" flying knife, killing the four people in the carriage behind.

Losing the driver, two carriages broke into the flower beds on the side of the road.

Tang Tu and the others did not stop, and soon disappeared around the corner.

The carriage carrying Tang Tu and Van Gogh stopped in front of a shop, which turned out to be Green's antique shop.

"Is this an old horse?" Van Gogh asked.

"Maybe." Tang Tu said.

The two of them got out of the car and walked into the store, and sure enough, they saw Greene inside.

Ge Lin looked at Tang Tu and the two with a smile, "Good skills, boys." Come, let me introduce you to a few people whose help you may need at a critical time. ”

There were several portraits on the counter, and Ge Lin asked Tang Tu and the others to take a closer look at them.

"Over the past few years, I've built some relationships across the city. First of all, no matter what we are going to do, we need the police to turn a blind eye to our actions. This one is my ally, his name is Eberlin, he serves in the garrison, and I have heard that he is a master of disguise. ”

Tang Tu and Van Gogh looked at the portrait in Green's hand, and Tang Tu sighed, "Make friends with the police... Very practical idea. (To be continued.) )