Chapter 21: The Pavilion of Strange Dreams
At this time, it was the middle of the night, and the night city had fallen into darkness, and at this time, the Strange Dream Pavilion was indeed crowded, a group of masked people wearing black robes and cold faces stood at the door of the Strange Dream Pavilion to maintain order, whenever the night came, the Strange Dream Pavilion started business, assassination, of course, the best night.
"Today, the Strange Dream Pavilion will only serve the first 50 customers, and the rest, please come back. A bearded old man with a scepter in his hand stepped out of the Pavilion of Strange Dreams, and his calm voice quieted the noisy people.
"Hmph, I see that you Dream Pavilion are taking yourself more and more seriously, and you don't do good business!" A fat-headed middle-aged man walked out of the crowd, and reached out and touched the two axes on his waist, ready to move.
"Behold, some men began to die, and behold, they came from other cities. A young man with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks said to the person behind him.
"It's here tonight, too, so you can watch a good show. ”
"I really don't know how to die, I dare to go against the Strange Dream Pavilion, and I don't know how to die. ”
The people, who had just quieted down, began to talk again.
The old man with the long beard didn't say a word, but just waved the scepter in his hand, and the middle-aged man bled and died on the spot.
Everyone present gasped, and the atmosphere instantly became solemn again, and the children of the noble family, who were still quite dissatisfied in their hearts before, did not dare to make another incident, and left honestly.
The Strange Dream Pavilion has existed in Night City for a hundred years, and its status can be imagined, even if it is the city lord, it is necessary to give three points of thin face.
Of course, there are also some people who really don't know life and death, all kinds of provocations, and the final result is only one, that is: death!
"The Strange Dream Pavilion is open to business, and you are naturally welcome, but if some people don't know what to do, then the end will be the same. The bearded old man shouted angrily and turned his head into the Strange Dream Pavilion.
"See, that's the Third Elder of the Strange Dream Pavilion, I heard that he is a rare Lei Linggen, and he is very good at using poison to kill people invisibly. ”
"I don't know where the master of this Strange Dream Pavilion is. ”
"It's better not to know some things, so as not to attract death. ”
"Let's talk, let's go, when the nightmare guard comes, it's going to be troublesome. ”
The cultivators who originally wanted to talk about it again trembled when they heard this, the guards of the Strange Dream Pavilion, although there were only a hundred people, all of them were dragons and phoenixes among people, and they were all masters of the half-immortal level. After accepting the commission, the Wei Wei usually comes out to eliminate some scheming clients, which means to kill.
There is one thing that the Strange Dream Pavilion will never interfere with, and that is the matter of the royal family. No one knows why, logically speaking, with the strength of the Strange Dream Pavilion, even if it is to usurp the position of the city lord, it is effortless, but the Strange Dream Pavilion will never interfere in the affairs of the royal family.
"The first fifty guests can come in with their own scrolls and gratuities. A nightmare guard stepped out of the Nightmare Pavilion.
Hearing this, the fifty lucky ones hurriedly lined up and entered the Strange Dream Pavilion one by one.
Where there are human beings, there are desires, and these desires can be realized one by one in the Alien Dream Pavilion.