The killer was very patient, the room was brightly lit, and there was no laughter, although the killer's body did not move, but his ears and eyes did not stop.

Judging from the voice, there are about five people who speak, they are older, they should all be friends of the target person, and judging by the liveliness, they should be drinking, and only a few words float out from time to time, although the rain is loud, but he has excellent hearing, and can always find useful information.

Gradually, the situation in the room became clear in his mind, and his eyes kept wandering outside the house, and his mind was thinking about the best route to escape.

He is a trustworthy killer, only kills those who should be killed, never kills innocent indiscriminately, his plan is to find the right time to deal with the enemy with one blow, and then follow the set route to escape, killing people without leaving a trace, he has been a killer for many years, and he has never made a mistake, of course, this time is the same.

The noisy voice gradually became quieter, it is common sense to drink wine at every banquet, and the banquet inside has obviously come to an end.

The killer turned into a snake, writhing quietly, and then slowly climbed up the house.

......

The scene in the house is exactly as the killer expected, and even the number of people, everyone's age is guessed correctly, and I have to give the killer a thumbs up here, which is professional enough!

In the hall, it was Viscount Phyllis who had a banquet for Gray, the elder of the White-clothed Sect.

After pushing the cup and returning the cup, at the long table banquet, there were people who poured a stomach full of alcohol, and the eyes of the two adults sitting on the top were also a little confused, and the rest of the henchmen and subordinates did not need to say, they all drank one by one.

As the night wore on, the scene fell silent as everyone drank down, leaving only two people sitting in their chairs.

"Elder Gray, I thank you from the bottom of my heart, I have to toast you again!" Viscount Phyllis picked up the gold bottle in both hands, drank it all, and then burped heavily, and the smell of wine sprayed onto Elder Gray's face, Elder Gray always maintained his eager smile.

Phyllis was really happy today, he was a viscount, the highest status in the Atlanta territory

It belongs to the Duke of Atlanta, and below the Duke, there are Earls, Marquises, and Viscounts. The title is hereditary, as long as there is a direct male in the family, then the title can be passed on forever.

Although the viscount is at the bottom, compared to the commoners, he is also a nobleman, with a hundred acres of fertile land and hundreds of slaves under his command.

But I don't know when it began, Viscount Phyllis, who had nothing to do and gnawed at the old man, suddenly became obsessed with religious culture, and the white-clothed religion, which was the most prevalent in Atlanta, was the most revered, not to catch the line of Elder Gray, but it took him a lot of effort.

As long as Elder Gray could grant him the status of a cultist, then he could be protected by religion forever in the Atlantic realm, which was an honor for him, a hereditary viscount.

He loves and hates his identity, of course, because he has no worries about food and clothing, and he only needs to be a fool every day, so he is not at ease, but in the same way, he also hates, he is only the lowest level of viscount, in the eyes of the people in the civilian circle, that respect is needless to say, but in front of the group of people in the noble circle, he can never raise his head.

If you can get the favor of Elder Gray, then in the future, the circle will have the capital to brag, and the qualifications of the white-clothed sect are not available with money, I don't know how many people are fighting for land, and when I think of Elder Gray's promise, Phyllis is happy from the bottom of my heart.

So, as soon as the man was happy, he naturally drank more, and Phyllis felt dizzy, and his tongue was almost straight, and then, as he spoke, he fell asleep groggily, unconscious.

"Lord Viscount, Lord Lord Viscount!" Gray tentatively shook Phyllis's arm, and was relieved to see that he was really drunk.

This viscount is really too good to drink, if Gray hadn't secretly poured out the wine, he might have been drunk now, but if he was drunk, he didn't come to drink tonight.

glanced at the time of the wall clock, and then pretended to be ineffective, and fell asleep on the table.

The torrential rain outside showed no signs of slowing down, and the rooftop drainage system was useless, and more and more water was collecting in the shed and dripping down the cracks

On the ground.

One breath, two breaths, ten breaths, half an hour......

The killer was like a gecko, his limbs tightly sucked into the shed, and the whole person hung in the air, silently watching it all in some corner of the hall where the light could not shine.

All the people in the hall fell into a deep sleep, and he waited silently for half an hour, and found that no one had woken up, so he began to move on to the next step.

It took him a lot of effort to sneak into the hall, although Phyllis's castle was the smallest, but compared to the civilian residence, it was still very different, and the killer also followed the light to find here, in this half an hour of waiting, he had figured out the law of the soldiers patrolling outside, and now it was the vacancy of the guard force.

Grab the bull by the horns!

The decision made in my heart, although the people below seem to be asleep, but the quality of being a killer is still there, and there is always nothing wrong with being cautious.

While keeping vigilant in my heart, I was concentrating on three things, while observing the unexpected situations that were ready to appear outside the door, and on the one hand, I had to deal with the crisis that appeared in secret, and on the other hand, I had to deal with the person in front of me.

Now it seems that the person in front of him is completely unthreatening, the killer has a transparent silk thread hanging from his feet, and then controls the slow fall, he has already touched Phyllis's side silently.

And the goal of this mission is to kill the Viscount named Phyllis in front of him.

The killer had investigated this viscount in advance, and he was purely a mixed eater waiting for death, and he didn't do anything big, but he also didn't do anything that people were angry about, and when he was dying, the blade in his hand was as thin as a cicada's wings, but it suddenly stopped.

There was a struggle in his heart, although he was a killer, he also had his own principles, robbing the rich and giving to the poor, and only killing those who should be killed, and at the last moment, he suddenly relented.

The blade dangled around Phyllis's neck, as long as the knife went down, the money was in hand, and he could be free in the future, and Phyllis, who slept like a dead pig, didn't know that he had been closed by the ghost gate several times.

The inner hesitation lasted for a moment, and when the footsteps of the guards outside came from far to near, the principle of his heart triumphed over greed, and he could not hold it down, and after a faint sigh, he was ready to retreat......

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