Ramadan left with his laptop, leaving his eldest daughter crying in the house. The skinny little daughter looked at her sister and silently followed her father, dodging. Ramadan didn't notice that there was an extra little tail behind him. He came out of his house and crossed the street, opposite an onion temple.

A group of Prophets gathered at the temple, and the Goblin Shaman was repeating the case of arson in Vitley, how gentle the people were when they arrived in Gaul, and how persecuted by the locals. Ramadan took off his shoes outside the temple and walked over to the shaman and listened quietly for a while.

"Honorable Shaman." Ramadan found an opportunity to interject and put out the laptop in his hand, "Following your instructions, I asked my daughter Fadini to use this computer to find someone, hoping that he would come to avenge us." But I don't know what she said to the man. The Gauls' school taught her a lot of bad things, which worried me a lot. ”

The computer opens and the dark web page is displayed again. Several new lines pop up in the message bar. The D-class killer continued, "How old are you? What is your name? Where is it? Are you scared of your father? Don't worry, the message bar can be emptied. Work with me and I can help you. Just don't let your father see it. ”

The goblin shaman sat cross-legged, and after looking down at the message, his color immediately changed, and he shouted angrily, "Ramadan, my brother. You're right. The man you're looking for is a liar who doesn't promise to help us, he's seducing your daughter. These pagans are the most lustful, and when they see a woman, they want to commit adultery. Your daughter is not pure. ”

Yes...... Ramadan suddenly blushed and became angry, "I knew something was wrong. When I questioned Fatini, she was alarmed. This is really a shame on the family. ”

The shaman nodded, "The Gauls are always instigating and seducing our children to fall, and the knowledge imparted in their schools is poisonous. Poor Fadini has been eroded before she can be seduced by outsiders. Someone on the computer complimented her on her beauty and asked her for a photo, and she agreed. ”

Ramadan's face turned pale again, and he kept repenting, saying that he should not have sent her child to school, and that he should have locked her up at home so that she would not lose her virginity. The shaman changed his tone and reassured, "Ramadan, you don't have to be so upset. This problem is easy to solve. Fadini is fifteen years old, you marry her to me, and I will discipline her for you. ”

The Goblin Shaman looked at least sixty years old, old skin and meat, like a dehydrated orange. But when he made such a suggestion, Ramadan lay on the ground and was grateful. The other goblins also congratulated and smiled. The two parties agreed to hold a wedding in three days, making Fadini the fourth wife of the old shaman.

Ramadan walked away with a look of anger and came back laughing. As soon as he arrived home, he announced that Fadini would not go out of the locker, and told his wife to go to the wedding immediately, but not to tell his eldest daughter any news, lest she make trouble.

The poor girl was locked up in a dark room, and no one answered her outside as she cried and begged inside. Even her biological mother had no choice, at most she could just bring her food - because of the wedding, the matter of hiring someone to investigate the case on the dark web was put down.

This is the norm, and the goblin race is this characteristic, and doing things is one thing at a time. The front is still picking sesame seeds, and the back is littering watermelons. After the wedding, maybe Ramadan will still be able to remember the dark web. He might blame Fadini for not reminding him, or scolding the person he was looking for for for being too slow, but he would never consider that he was doing things in a disorderly manner.

Fadini had no idea what was going on outside, she just thought she was talking to a strange man, and she was going to be executed as a 'family disgrace', and she cried from day to night in despair, crying and fainting.

In the evening, there was a slight knock on the door outside the cell where she was being held, and a faint voice asked, "Fatini, what is the password for the computer?" ”

At night, Zhou Qingfeng was exercising in the mansion occupied by the magpie's nest. He occupied one floor by himself, a space of 500 square meters. In the training area set up by the original killer, he is constantly practicing simple boxing in front of a punching bag.

People who have not been systematically practiced will have uncoordinated movements when fighting. The most common problem is the wrong force, the center of gravity is unstable when punching, the recovery movement is extremely slow, and the punch cannot be quickly thrown in a short time. Many people seem to be fighting extremely hard, but when they punch out, their bodies are not their own, they can't take it back, or they can't dodge, and they can't punch the second punch accurately and powerfully.

This is true not only offensively, but also defensively. In the face of a sudden attack in the fight, novices basically can't react. Most panicked and used non-boxing moves to make senseless resistance. For example, throwing your hands around, closing your eyes and turning your head, or even turning around and running, completely exposing the back of your head, etc.

These are deadly. Many street hooligans think they are very powerful and flexible, but in fact they are very stupid in the eyes of the masters, and they are full of flaws.

Zhou Qingfeng learned 'hand-to-hand combat' from Erica, but he never practiced it, relying purely on physical strength. It was only after the arson case that he realized that he had no theory and needed more practice.

Fortunately, as long as Zhou Qingfeng trains a little and uses the knowledge he has learned in his head, his progress is very fast. A punch in the back hand can send the sandbag flying and hitting the ceiling. The forearm jab is extremely fast and dazzlingly fast.

In Erica's 'hand-to-hand combat', boxing is only part of the skill, with techniques such as wrestling and jiu-jitsu being more deadly.

After an hour of high-intensity practice, Zhou Qingfeng's perfect body also sweated. He took a sweat towel and wiped his face, and wanted to take a shower and go to accompany Coco - considering that this new home was robbed, it was very unsafe, and there were too many secrets hidden. He didn't let Coco move in right away.

When I walked to the bathroom, the dark web computer in the living room kept beeping, alerting me to a new message. Zhou Qingfeng glanced over and frowned slightly. He used the D-class trumpet to contact the goblin who had issued the tracking mission, and after chatting for a short time, he felt like he was talking to two people. One is the woman who is in charge of typing, and the other is the man who audits behind his back.

This is a very strange feeling, Zhou Qingfeng can vaguely guess what is going on. He tried to encourage the typing woman to cooperate with him. It's a pity that the contact was interrupted after a few clicks, and it was obvious that something had changed. Now it's dark, and the other party is sending another message.

"Mr. Killer, are you still there?"

"I'd like to ask you for a favor."

"Please, please help us."

"We'll be grateful to you."

A barrage of requests, headless and brainless.

Zhou Qingfeng looked so strange, he had to sit down and reply, "Who are you?" ”

"My name is Magita."

"Are you the one who communicates with me during the day?"

"No, that's my sister. She's being punished for talking to you. ”

Punished for chatting?

What a broken reason for this.

Zhou Qingfeng didn't ask, he asked instead, "How old are you?" ”

"Twelve."

"You know French?"

"My sister went to a local school, and she taught me secretly."

"Where do you live?"

"Arem, Pali Province. I don't know exactly where? After I moved here, my dad forbade me to leave the house casually. The furthest I've ever been is the Onion Temple across the street from my home. ”

"So...... What do you want me to do? ”

"I want you to kill someone."

Outside the small dark room where Fadini was being held, her skinny sister Makita was carefully kneeling on the ground. In the dark room, her parents were sleeping, and she secretly got up alone, found the laptop that was littered in the corner, and contacted Zhou Qingfeng.

Fadini was just across the door at the moment, holding her breath. She already knew why she was locked up, but her tears were dry, and she would be blind if she cried any more. She didn't understand why her father would marry her to an old shaman in his sixties, she didn't want to anyway.

The sisters discussed the idea of their sister Magita for a long time, and they could only think of finding a killer to save themselves.

"Kill whom?"

"The shaman of the Arem neighborhood is called Ahmed. He's almost seventy years old, and he wants to marry my sister. The women who married him were all beaten by him, and some were even beaten to death by him. I don't want him to snatch my sister. ”

"Can't you call the police?"

"It's useless, the Gallic police never care about our business here. Calling the police will let my father know that he must have killed us. ”

Zhou Qingfeng didn't expect things to develop to this point, he sat in front of the computer and scratched his head, and continued to type: "It's okay for me to kill people, but what can I get?" ”

Seeing this question, little Majita panicked. With tears in her eyes, she typed on the keyboard, "We sisters have no money, so we can only beg you to help us." The prophet will bless you. ”

"I don't believe in prophets. If the Prophet appeared before me, I would smash it to the slag! Zhou Qingfeng felt that there was something wrong with the sisters' brains.

Majita was shocked and frightened when she saw this, no one had ever said such a thing to her. She repeated this to her sister and said, "Sister, this man wants money, and he does not believe in the prophets. ”

Fatini, who sat across the door, was stunned, and after a long time whispered, "You tell him that I don't have any money." But if he helps me, I will give myself to you. I am willing to be his slave and do anything for him. ”

"Fadini, if you do this, you will go to Hellfire." The younger sister outside the door has never been to school, no better than the older sister who has been in school for several years.

Inside the door, Fadini's voice was hoarse, and she choked up: "Am I not in Hell now, what could be worse?" ”

So her sister Makita typed on the keyboard: "If you are willing to help us, my sister is willing to be your ....." Halfway through, the little girl was afraid that the reward would be too light to impress the killer, so she rewrote another sentence.

"If you are willing to help us, my sister and I are willing to be your slaves, you can take us anywhere and do anything. As long as you save my sister, I can die for you. ”

After typing this line, the little girl also cried profusely. In a goblin family, the status of women is furniture. In order to protect her sister Majita, Fadini as an older sister has suffered a lot. Now my sister is willing to give everything she has to save my sister.

The killer replied quickly, "I don't want you to be my slave, I just need you to help me find someone." A fat white man named Howard, you say during the day you can provide clues to this person's hiding place. Tell me this clue and I'll help you. ”

Sister Magita doesn't know what 'Howard' is. The elder sister Fadini only knew that her father Ramadan mentioned this, but she didn't know where Howard was, "Majita, only Dad knows about it, we don't know." But you reply to the killer and let him kill first to save me. After I killed someone, I told him the clues. ”

The two sisters wanted to kill people first and then provide clues, Zhou Qingfeng also laughed, "The two little girls are big ghosts, but they want me to work first and then get paid." But they stupidly told me all the addresses and names, won't I go to the door? ”