Cowell stood outside the house that had been burned to ashes, expressionless. The familiar scenes of the past were presented in his mind one by one, and Cowell's eyes were a little red. Just as he staggered into the ruins, the moment he stepped in, the beams stacked together and burned black suddenly exploded, and a black shadow with a dagger in his hand rushed towards Cowell's front door.

Colwell was already on guard, and the cold light flashed in his hand, and the dagger blocked the oncoming killing opportunity. When the Assassin saw that he could not make a single attempt, he wanted to flee away. How could Cowell, who had already been stimulated by the ashes in front of him, give up this only clue. The Assassin hadn't fled far before he felt a pain in his feet. He looked down and saw that a small, turquoise snake had bitten into his right ankle, and the Assassin was scrambling to shake it off, only to reduce the speed of its escape and be caught up by Cowell in an instant.

Feeling the chill on his neck, the assassin had no time to pay attention to the small snake on his ankle, and the dagger in his hand hurriedly swung towards his neck to fend off Cowell's attack. With a thud, sparks splattered, and the assassin finally blocked Cowell's fatal blow. The assassin didn't want to fight back, and after seeing that he blocked Cowell's attack, he immediately fought offline and fled out of the mud alley, not forgetting to create obstacles for Cowell in the process of escaping, and a resident of the mud alley who was watching the show was directly grabbed by the assassin and thrown at Cowell.

When Cowell saw the oncoming residents of Mud Alley, he didn't think about catching them, and directly turned sideways to let the unlucky ghost be thrown into the puddle of rotten water, and then accelerated to chase after the assassin.

It's just that the mud alley is crisscrossed, and although the obstacles created by the assassins did not play a role in stopping Cowell, they also delayed Cowell's time to some extent. By the time Cowell ran out of the alleyway, he had lost track of the Assassin. But Cowell was not in a hurry, he raised his right hand, and the small turquoise snake that had bitten the assassin's ankle was hovering in the palm of Cowell's hand, "Come and find him." Cowell said softly. The little turquoise snake spat out the snake letter, and then the snake's head pointed in one direction. Cowell didn't doubt it, and went straight in the direction that the turquoise snake was pointing.

In an unknown alley in Banyas, the assassin who failed to assassinate Cowell was leaning against the alley wall with a desperate expression, his right ankle was bubbling from the wound from the small turquoise snake, and he could no longer feel his right leg. Suddenly, the assassin seemed to return to the light, and his eyes looked out of the alley, and Cowell walked in expressionlessly. "I'll tell you everything I know, you let that little snake suck the poison out of my leg!" the Assassin shouted, trying to grab the last straw before dying.

It's a pity that Colwell didn't answer him. In a flash, Cowell had already arrived at the assassin's side, a few drops of blood sliding from the dagger in his hand. The Assassin's eyes widened and his hands clasped his hands around his neck, but he could not stop the gushing of blood, and a moment later, the Assassin collapsed in a slump. Cowell looked up at the end of the alley, where there stood a man with a black veil on his face, presumably a woman. Colwell threw the bolt in his left hand to the ground and squinted at the woman who had just attacked him.

The woman with the black veil was not angry when she saw that her attack was unsuccessful. With a smile in her eyes, she raised her right hand around her neck and made a gesture to wipe her neck, then turned to leave.

After watching the woman with the black veil leave, Cowell didn't look at the corpse lying on the ground, and left the unknown alley. The corpse of this insignificant assassin was still bubbling with a trace of poisonous gas, and after a few moments, it turned into a jar of pus, and then dissipated into the world.

Cowell returned to Mud Alley, still standing in front of the rubble, silent. Cowell originally wanted to catch the assassin and ask who was behind it, but the assassin retreated after a single blow, and Cowell knew that someone had just issued a mission to get rid of him in the Shadow Council, and this unlucky guy didn't know that the sky was high and the sky was thick, so he took the order. The black-veiled woman standing in the alley probably knew more than the hapless bastard, but she was too cautious to give Cowell a chance.

"Hey, boy, do you know that Lao Tzu's fall just now hurts. You dare not catch Lao Tzu, and quickly take out the money on your body to compensate for Lao Tzu's medical expenses. "The unlucky ghost who was just used by the assassins to stop Cowell is gathering a group of thugs at the moment, watching Cowell lose his will and want to take advantage of the situation. It's just that the scar is just healed, and the thug who forgot the pain only knows that Cowell is called the Iron Mouse, and doesn't know his other nickname, the Green Viper.

Cowell turned his head and looked coldly at the thug in front of him, but did not speak. The leading thug was startled by Cowell's eyes, but he thought that he couldn't lose his prestige in front of his brother, and he had to get back to the field just after being thrown away. So the bastard said inwardly: "Boy, what kind of eyes do you have, you want to find death." Then the thug punched Colwell straight away.

A stumbling thug found that Colwell was no longer visible in front of him, and he almost didn't stand still with a punch. "Hey, you see that kid was scared away. The thug turned around to show off to his brothers, but found that his body could not move, and he turned his head a little with difficulty, and saw that the brothers behind him had all fallen to the ground, and there was a stream of blood blooming on their chests. At this time, the gangster leader realized that his neck was also bleeding uncontrollably, and he was about to raise his hands to cover the bleeding but found that he could not do anything, and finally he fell weakly into the rotten puddle, splashing everywhere.

After Colwell cleaned up all the annoying flies, he walked into the ruins. He carefully removed the dark beams, and then struggled to find something among the rubble. Eventually, Cowell found the first young corpse in the place where it had been a bed. Cowell's eyes, which were already red, finally couldn't hold back at this moment, and the big tears of the bean fell one after another on the ruins.

Looking at the people who were originally familiar, now they have turned into charred corpses. Cowell roared in anger as he looked up to the sky, venting the anger in his heart. At this moment, a drop of rain fell on the body in Cowell's arms, making a transparent splash. "You little ghosts come back to me quickly, it's still playing outside on a rainy day, it's easy to catch a cold!" Cowell shouted to the imps who were playing in the heavy rain, all they got in exchange for their grimaces. The sound of rain and the laughter of children made Cowell's heart so peaceful at the moment.

The previous scene was vivid, and the ruins in front of him pierced Colwell's heart. He carefully placed the body in his arms on a wooden board that had not yet been burned, and then continued to search for it in the heavy rain.

The pouring rain pounded on the windows, making it rain outside the doors, and the rain dripping from the eaves pooled into a stream on the ground. Nimiit Adomondo, one of the richest men in Banyas City and even in the Eloda Empire, was standing in the pavilion enjoying the rain.

At this time, a steward walked into the pavilion in the rain and whispered a few words in the ear of the chief butler Fukuna, who glanced at the steward and saw the steward's affirmative look, and Fukuna motioned for the steward to step down. Then he hesitated for a moment, and Nimet, who was still enjoying the rain scene, spoke: "Ah Fu, what is it that still makes you babble?" "Master, it's about the young master. Fukuna said respectfully. "Is that little rabbit causing something again?" "It's the young master's house that has been burned." Fukuna paused, then said. "Do you need to swallow on this matter?" Nimmit's dissatisfied voice came, and Fukuna hurriedly said: "According to the tip, except for two children named Arthur and Alice who were taken away, the other ten children were all burned to death in the room. The young master already knew about it, but he didn't know that there were still two children alive. "Do you know who did it?" said Nimmit. "For the time being, it was known that it was related to a small gang in Banyas City, and then someone issued a mission in the Shadow Council to get rid of the young master. Fukuna told him everything he knew.

"Since he chose to leave here, then he will deal with the things he provoked. Nimiit said, standing up and looking at Fukuna. "Yes, sir, I will give the order. Fukuna bowed slightly, and then prepared to leave the pavilion. "Wait a minute, Ah Fu. You go find out who is behind it. Although he has left my Adomondo, he is after all the son of my Nimiit Adomondo, and the honor of the Adomondo family is at stake. Nimith called out to Fetcuna and commanded. As if he had known that his master would do this, he took a small step delicately, and then turned to wait for Nimmit's command. Wait until Nimiit has finished speaking, and then stride out of the gazebo.

In the muddy alley, Cowell had searched the ruins several times, but he couldn't find the last two corpses, and there were ten charred young corpses beside him. Cowell knelt in front of the ten corpses, speechless.

I don't know how long it took, but the originally gloomy sky became darker and darker. Cowell, who had been kneeling for a long time, staggered to his feet, looked around, and then walked to a shack and banged on the door as if it were a void. Moments later, the door opened, and a yellow-skinned woman stood in the doorway in fear and asked Cowell what was the matter, and it was clear that Cowell's clean and tidy killing of the gangsters had scared the inhabitants of the neighborhood out of bounds. Cowell frowned slightly, there should be a man in this house, how could a woman come and open the door. Cowell glanced in disgust at the room, then tossed a gold coin to the woman and said, "Bring me a quilt." ”

The woman looked at the gold coin in her hand in surprise, unable to believe her eyes. There was a noise in the room, and a relatively strong man squeezed in front of Cowell with a shabby quilt, and then handed the quilt to Cowell like a flattering one. After Cowell got the quilt, he turned around and walked away, ignoring the man behind him viciously snatching the gold into his hands.

Back on the ruins, Cowell carefully placed the ten corpses on the quilt, then packed the quilt behind his back, and turned to leave the muddy alley. He didn't look back, without them there would be no home, and the last memories of Muddy Alley were all gone with the death of his mother.