Outside the Mellon Imperial Palace, in front of the Mellon Hotel.

Dressed in a black robe, Pluse looked in high spirits, although at this time after four o'clock in the morning, his dress and the cold aura he exuded had made the service staff in this all-night hotel show a frightened feeling of fear, but Pluse still used his smiling face like a spring breeze to smile and smile with everyone he met in the spacious lobby on the first floor of the hotel.

It's like he's like a big boss behind the scenes who came to inspect the hotel.

It is full of momentum, but in the majestic and cold momentum, it brings a spring breeze.

A spring breeze that makes the service staff feel that there will be an illusion.

It is also a spring breeze that can kill.

No one knew that he was here to kill people.

Pluse looked up and squinted at the third floor, continued to smile and nod to a beautiful and slender waitress who passed by him, and then walked straight to room 302 on the third floor.

"Squeak, squeak. ”

Pluse stepped on the wooden staircase, walking unhurriedly.

His weight determines that when he steps up the stairs, it is impossible not to make a sound.

In fact, he didn't even think about tiptoeing like a shady killer to assassinate the young man in room 302.

What he wanted was to confront this young man in a bright and happy manner, and then torture this young man fiercely, and let out the depression he had suffered recently.

Finally, as the short and fat middle-aged man went up to the second floor, and then to the third floor, the male and female attendants in the hall on the first floor breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but pat their chests, as if the monster that made them frightened disappeared at once, so that their nervous mood had a chance to let go at this time.

But the strange thing is that although I guessed in my heart that this middle-aged man wearing a black robe and a cold aura emanating from all over his body should be ready to do something when he came to the third floor of the hotel, but none of these service personnel dared to follow up to take a look, or hurriedly notify the person in charge of the hotel, let alone stop in front of this middle-aged man to ask him what the purpose of going up to the third floor was.

They don't dare, or rather, they don't want to die.

From the breath that emanated from the middle-aged man, they secretly made up their minds that they would only see this person tonight.

Therefore, when Sprout went up to the third floor, these people quickly dispersed, each busy with their own affairs, as if Sprout had never been to the Mellon Hotel.

Just as the room of 302 on the third floor was "creaked" and gently pushed open, another person came in from outside the hall.

A young man.

A good-looking young man with a very handsome face, a very angular facial line, and perseverance.

Among the more nymphomaniac waitresses, several immediately surrounded them, asking softly whether the young man wanted to stay in the hotel, whether he wanted the hotel to prepare a suite, and what he wanted for food and drink.

It is estimated that at this moment, this young man is cheeky and says that he wants a good-looking woman to spend the night with him, and there must be some people among these girls who are shy to accept it.

Of course, the young man in front of him wouldn't do that.

Lin Xi didn't come here to stay in a hotel, drink tea and eat, but to kill people.

The purpose of the previous visit is the same as that of Pross.

It's a pity that these waiters still didn't take this issue into account and didn't take it to heart at all.

Therefore, when Lin Xi smiled and rejected the enthusiastic suggestions of these twittering and good-looking girls, and walked up the stairs slowly, the service staff showed a puzzled look: Why did the two guests go straight to the third floor, could it be that there are people waiting for these two guests in the room on the third floor?

But now it's past four o'clock in the morning, and three big men are running into the same room, what are they going to do?

In fact, after going up to the third floor, Lin Xi did not push the door in, but only stood in front of 302's room.

Inside the door, someone was talking.

The first thing that came out was Gray's voice.

"What do you mean, what are you doing here for no reason?" asked Gray, sitting on the bed, his face calm as water, but his heart was thinking sharply.

Because Gray knew very well that the other party was able to break the three magic alarm devices set up by himself after pushing the door in, and did not wake up until the fourth device was stimulated, it is conceivable how terrible the other party's strength is.

What made Gray even more jealous was that this man was only an arm's length away from him after breaking through the three lines of defense, but this man didn't make a move, but waited for him to wake up.

In doing so, either they are acquaintances with each other, or this person is very confident, confident enough to easily subdue himself in a fair fight.

Gray, of course, knew that this man was not his acquaintance, so there was only a second possibility.

Surprisingly, the man didn't say anything about his own identity or the purpose of his visit.

"Hmph, pretend, you continue to pretend. ”

Gray was dumbfounded, not understanding what this inexplicable sentence meant.

But looking at the middle-aged short and fat man in front of him who exuded a cold aura, Gray was very sure that this man's head was not rusty, and he was not a fool, so he naturally would not say such nonsense for no reason.

"What do you mean? I don't understand. ”

Gray had no choice but to continue the interrogation, and at the same time secretly prepared to make a move. As the absolute core of the Angye family, his strength has always been underestimated, in fact, he is a ninth-order peak magician, not just a ninth-order magician as rumored by the outside world.

"Don't you understand, don't think that I won't recognize you if you change your clothes. You were very good at pretending to be before, and you never showed up with your true face, and you still are, but I will soon see you for what you are, but by then, you were already a dead man. ”

Gray's heart was cold, because when the person in front of him said this, a fierce killing intent suddenly emanated from his body, judging from the killing intent alone, he knew that this person's strength was definitely not weaker than his own!

People who are not weaker than themselves, how far has their strength reached, Gray does not want to think.

Gray was even more reluctant to have an inexplicable misunderstanding with this man, so that he had to fight in the end.

So, Gray said politely, "I think we must have misunderstood." I really don't know you, and besides, I've always been like this. ”

Gray didn't dare to reveal his identity, after all, no one knew what trouble he would cause if he revealed his true identity in the territory of the Mellon Empire.

But Pros wouldn't let Gray say more.

"Don't talk nonsense, you and I have already laid the beam, you are ready to die!"

As soon as Pros finished speaking, a large area of confined space condensed by black qi quickly shrouded Gray's body!

A magician of his strength has mastered the space perfectly, and it has become very easy to imprison the space.