Mulder was near the hookah shop, pacing back and forth a little restlessly. This neighborhood is a fairly lively place, even if he has a little strange behavior, it will not attract anyone's attention, and he now just looks like a man with a heart, not a person who is being chased by strange people.

He's not nervous...... Well, it's just that he deceived himself, but being nervous doesn't mean that he has lost the ability to think, his brain is already running fast, thinking about one thing - who wants to kill him?

He was very grateful to Julius for his judgment, he didn't notice it at first, but when he saw those two people, his long-term intuition and experience made him very sure that it was definitely not a local bookmaker, let alone trying to get back the gambling money, if it was just such a trivial matter, he didn't need to worry so much at all. They were only here for money, but those two didn't seem to be here for money.

Now there's a very critical question, why? What are those people trying to do with themselves, and it's definitely not a good thing.

As Mulder pondered, a hand suddenly tapped him on the shoulder, startling him. His reaction was a bit exaggerated, but when he looked back and saw that it was Julius, he breathed a sigh of relief, "It's you." ”

"It's good that you really stayed in the hookah shop, otherwise I wouldn't have found you. Julius also breathed a sigh of relief, "I just hope you don't hide to the side...... I almost didn't notice you just now. ”

"I have to be careful. If it were normal times, I would have left you alone and run away. Mulder said he was still wondering what was going on, and Julius had the same question, "I don't think those people are here for the so-called gambling." Julius said his thoughts directly, "Or is it that for this country, people can carry that kind of malice and murderous spirit for money?"

"Every country...... No, wherever there is wisdom, there will be even more absurd things happening. It's not surprising that you kill people just for money. "But there's one thing that's definitely right...... I don't think those people are the ones who came to me to hurt me. ”

"A mage skilled in the use of spells, a warrior of the silver rank. Julius said to him, "Perhaps you should tell me where the dealer has such ability." ”

"No, it can't be. Mulder laughed, "The little money I won from gambling can't even hire half a silver-class mercenary, only a fool can do such a thankless task." ”

Julius looked around. It seems that the neighborhood is still safe, as long as those people do not have special methods to follow them, then in this crowd, even if they have something as convenient as spells, it is quite difficult to find the two of them - and Julius does not think that he is the one who is being sought, I am afraid that those people are looking for Mulder, and he, Julius, is just an accident.

"It's best not to stay in one place for too long. Julius said to Mulder. Mulder didn't respond, just nodded, "Is there something wrong......" he muttered to himself, looking a little incredulous. Julius had seen such an expression, an expression of disbelief in what had actually happened. The black-robed mage in the sewers also had this expression when he still had his last breath. Then he died, and Julius survived.

For Julius, a person with such an expression is not safe...... The breath of death seemed to have wrapped around him.

"Do you really have no enemies?" said Julius, as the two walked side by side down the street, "and it's important, if you don't want to die somewhere." ”

"I know, and I want to know who's going to see my life, or how to get a chance to see my life......," Mulder said, "and it's not supposed to happen." Maybe someone will chase me for money, but no one should want to kill me. ”

Mulder's tone was as if he was sure that he would never be looked down upon, and in Julius's opinion, he had reached the level of blind faith.

When he came to the fork in the road, Mulder suddenly shouted, "No, it's not a complicated problem, it's that I'm thinking too much!"

Julius was taken aback by his sudden agitation, "Did you think of anything?"

Mulder's face was a little ugly, "It's not a complicated thing, you don't need to think too much about it at all...... It's just that someone has taken a fancy to my life, it's as simple as that. ”

Julius was stunned, this guy has been thinking about it for so long, and he just came up with such a result? Could it be that he is not the stupidest person in Luluna's mouth, and the man in front of him deserves this name?

But Mulder clearly didn't think so, his face was still ugly, "Someone wants to kill me, there's no doubt about it." But why did you find me, it's a ......" At this, he shook his head and said no more. "Damn, I don't even dare go home. ”

Because Mulder's face was so grim, Julius couldn't say anything to appease the man. "Who the hell wants to kill you?"

"A lot of people. Mulder replied, "So much that I don't have to memorize them all." ”

"You're not bragging, are you?"

Mulder glared at Julius, "Do you think I'm still in the mood to brag about it right now?"

Julius really didn't think so. But Mulder had something to hide from him, and that was a sure thing. He felt a little unlucky that he was involved in a troublesome and strange thing, but he couldn't let him abandon this man and leave. Mulder was a decent fellow, and those who tried to kill him had a familiar flavor of Julius.

It would be impossible for Julius not to care about all this.

"If you can trust me, I have a safe place for you to stay for a while. Julius thought about it, and finally made a decision in his heart. "Maybe it's not safe for you anymore...... At least I'll get a few more people to help. ”

said that there were a few people, but in fact, there were only two people, and one of them might not necessarily help himself, and even watch the play on the sidelines.

Julius's mind was that the man who could watch the play was now sitting cross-legged on his desk, playing with a delicate hookah gun in his hand. It was a favorite thing of the old palazzo's owner, but it fell into Lulunaka's hands, and she was spinning between her fingers, watching as she feared that the valuable plaything would whirl and fly out and fall to the ground and shatter. And the dark elves that Lulunaka called Little Black did not stop Lulunaka.

"Let me guess that the Assassins did exist, but instead of going to the old emperor who was about to ascend to heaven, they came to the young prince. Lulunaka said to Xiao Hei, "But at this critical time, the most important person is not in the heavily guarded Gongjiu Palace, where did he go?"