Molik's drinking party ended "peacefully". Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although Fang Zhen did not meet Prince Lei, Fang Zhen had no interest in him at all. The Aslan Empire is thriving, and all princes and princes have the right to inherit the throne, but this has nothing to do with Fang Zhen.

As long as there is the support of Samikina College, Fang Zhen is as unimpeded as holding a green card from the United States.

And the words of the gray cloak, the sentence "do it yourself", seem to have opened the final curtain on the secret war between Duru and Leke.

A few days later, when Du Lu and Fang Zhen met at the Thundering Hotel, they brought the news that Viscount Fran and Prince Lei had gone to the imperial capital.

"Mr. Solomon, have you really arranged everything?" said Durux, looking uneasy, as if he was about to be wheeled with rice.

"What's the hurry, you're still a nobleman, I said can you stop shaking your feet, the table is about to shake, don't you see I'm eating food?"

At the dining table, Fang Zhen crossed the meat chop and said with a dissatisfied expression.

Duru looked up in embarrassment and finished his glass, but could not hide his uneasiness.

Fang Zhen shook his head helplessly when he saw his appearance. I feel that this guy has been reluctant for so many years, and he is still habitually afraid of his younger brother.

"Then what are your own plans? Do you depend on me? You are the son of a nobleman! After so many years, you have learned to beat a bachelor?"

Fang Zhen wiped his mouth with a tablecloth very indecently, and didn't care that there was a warm towel next to him.

Du Lu was silent for a while, and said slowly: "After so many years of arrangement, you can only protect yourself. ”

Fang Zhen sneered and said, "So I have to be your sword and stab him?"

To be honest, when Fang Zhen was on Earth, he was also hired, but it was the first time that he was used as a gun like this. Although he expected it when he took over this job, he was really unhappy to hear Du Lu say that he really wanted to rely only on Fang Zhen to complete the assassination mission.

Perhaps Durroux knew that he had little chance of winning, and that he could only save his life after the return of his father, Fran Molik. As for whether he can inherit the title, this is really hard to say, after all, the matter of title succession is not up to Fran alone, and other clansmen will intervene.

Seeing that Du Lu continued to acquiesce, Fang Zhen smiled disdainfully, and also understood that his situation was inevitable. And since he has to do his best for the power of thunder, he has to do his best.

"I'll tell you about my arrangements later. Now, wait for someone first. ”

Duru frowned and asked, "Who are you waiting for?"

"Someone you least want to see. ”

As soon as the words fell, I heard a "bang", and the door of the box was kicked open.

I saw a man walking in arrogantly with his hands behind his back.

It was the last person Durroux wanted to see - Lec Molik.

Apparently, Fang Zhen expected Leke to come, or rather, to demonstrate.

Because last time at the reception, Leke didn't expect Fang Zhen to have a secret meeting with Viscount Fran. This made Leke's heart rise, and he even thought that this fourth-order dual-line magician would not know the current affairs and regret it at this time.

After all, he had already received such a valuable "deposit" from himself, so this young man was not afraid of hot hands? Leke seemed to have a deeper murderous intent for Fang Zhen.

The corners of Leke's mouth flashed with a contemptuous smile, and he laughed, "Don't call me for dinner, my brother? Even my brother doesn't care so much. ”

The last few words, as if they were said through gritted teeth. Leke leaned over slightly, staring mockingly at the seated Deru.

Needless to say, Durrou's expression can imagine how ugly it was.

Fang Zhen looked behind Leke, a tall and arrogant thin man who followed Leke in, half of his face was covered, only his eyes were exposed, and he was dressed in a light warrior suit. And the two short swords on his waist and the double snake logo on the hilt made Fang Zhen's heart sink.

Assassin, what a strong aura! Fang Zhen was secretly surprised in his heart.

"Lek, break in without knocking, are you still a nobleman, and you still want to become a pariah!" said Duru through gritted teeth. His eyes seemed to be on fire.

But compared to Leke's arrogance, Durle was like being dragged into the woods...... was robbed of sugar by a big man, and reasoned helplessly.

When Leke heard this, he looked like he was smiling so hard that his stomach hurt, and he sneered: "Just like that old fellow! Hahahaha! Can't you be more mature? You have lived all these years to eat horse manure in the stable?

Shaking his head, the sneering Leke laughed for a moment. Turning to look at Fang Zhen, he said with a sneer: "Just with this fourth-order magician, look at your little talent, don't you know that he has been bought by me with two thousand magic crystals?"

Then he looked at Duru playfully, with a smug expression.

Du Lu just turned his head and glanced at Fang Zhen lightly, seeing Fang Zhen shrugging his shoulders, he didn't say anything. He turned his head, stood up, stared into Leke's eyes, and said, "Don't sow discord, do you think you can control everything?

The last two words, Duru can be said to be "whispering" with a strong voice.

Sure enough, when Leke heard the word, his smile disappeared at once, and his face turned gloomy and terrifying, and his eyes were full of murderous intent, making people think that he wanted to torture and kill Duru immediately.

And Duru just stared at Leke with unusual calm, without flinching at all.

Just when his face and flesh were constantly twitching and wanted to explode, he suddenly sneered lightly and said disdainfully: "I hope you hide well." ”

With that, Leke turned around and walked away gorgeously. But the moment he turned around, the wind burst the wine glasses on the table. Obviously, his anger was rising, and he released his fighting qi when he turned around, showing his strength of the fifth-order fighting qi released.

When Leke walked to the door, he turned his head and said, "You're going to make the right choice, right?"

I didn't know who I meant, so I left.

The retinue of Lek did not say a word from beginning to end, and without even closing the door, he followed Leke back. And this kind of behavior made Fang Zhen even more convinced of this person's identity.

Silence is the basic skill of a killer.

There is no doubt that this masked retinue with a vague aura and implied murderous intent must be a strong man that Leke found from the Killer Guild. Although Fang Zhen didn't know the specific strength of this person, it was bound to be above himself, or even stronger.

"I hate this kind of demonstration the most. ”

Quietly looking at the door that had been closed, Fang Zhen said lightly with an expressionless face.

After a long silence, Duru threw the glass in his hand towards the door.

The sound of "bang" was similar to the previous kicking sound, but the wine glass was not broken, obviously high-end goods. But Duroux's anger has been well expressed.

"As you might expect, Mr. Solomon. Sure enough, Leke will come to demonstrate and try to provoke you and me. This guy likes this, arrogant and flirtatious. ”

"yes, or I wouldn't have tricked him out of that little crystal. And it's precisely this kind of character that has a place to use it!"

After speaking, Fang Zhen stood up, walked to the window, and crossed his hands to overlook the scenery of Thundering Grass City.

"So, are you sure?"

Duru still asked worriedly. Because he also felt the great deterrent power of that entourage, and he also knew that if he faced him, it was estimated that he would have his throat cut in one face.

"There was before. ”

"And now?"

"I don't know. ”

"This ...... Mr. Solomon, this is not a risk!"

Duru can be described as nervous, which is related to the safety of his life and the happiness of the second half of his life.

Fang Zhen smiled lightly and said with a little melancholy:

"Human beings are born to take risks, where to be born, who to take care of, where to go, what to eat, who to meet, what to do, how to die in the end, everything is unknown, this is not what adventure is? Isn't it?"

After speaking, Fang Zhen closed his eyes in intoxication, as if he was recalling something.

Du Lu shook his head, obviously disagreeing with Fang Zhen's words.

If the needle doesn't hit you, don't shout and empathize, Fang Zhen, a person who never has a backache when he stands and talks, of course he won't pay attention to Du Lu's mood, let alone what Du Lu will arrange.

Anyway, it's all already started.

Carboniferous 9986, the morning moon of the rainy season, the twenty-fifth day.

According to the law of the four seasons, this day is usually the beginning of a series of rainy days in various places, irrigating plants and sprinkling natural water rain clouds around the continent one after another.

According to the book "The World and the Carboniferous Age" by the capital of Baimon, the last era was a nightmarish era, the water on the continent was almost evaporated, the temperature remained high, many races could not survive, and the weak races were reduced to food, kept in captivity in a relatively cool underground, and burned charcoal for lighting.

Legend has it that the gods created the four-season climate system in order to protect the believers and bring down mercy. It took thousands of years of refinement and evolution to bring the temperature back to normal and the races underground to see the light of day.

Although it also contributed to ethnic struggles and set off disputes on the mainland. But this legendary four-season climate system seems to have become the current law of the four seasons, allowing life on the mainland to reproduce and live, and has made a guarantee.

Regardless of whether this legend was true or not, Fang Zhen was standing on the bell tower of the Temple of Magic, the tallest building in Thundering Grass City, dripping with raindrops, enjoying the wet blur.

Behind him, a young man dressed in a biker outfit stood Ace Fang.

At this moment, the magic bell of the bell tower rang with a melodious sound, which was the traditional ringing of the bell of the Aslan Empire to show the scale of time.

"Master, it's noon, and we've all been drenched in the rain for a morning. ”

Although Ace was born in the Razor Forest, which often rains, not everyone is used to raining for a morning. In particular, the "pleasure" of the clothes sticking to the skin made Ace feel very uncomfortable.

"Let it rain a little longer. Fang Zhen still looked down on the city and said softly.

It was easy to say, but Ace was bitter in his heart, and he couldn't say it, for fear of being reprimanded by his master.

If you "enjoy" the rain together, Ace will feel that it is a trial. And there is no discomfort in the partial square earthquake.

Because Fang Zhen was still wearing a windbreaker that was close to the level of a magic guide at the moment, he saw that on the back of the windbreaker, the ring cross pattern was glowing with blue slightly. It is an enchantment array that can absorb water elements and block water. This kind of "waterproof, rainproof, and wet-proof" god costume is also a requirement that only Fang Zhen would make.

People who are drenched in the rain together, and those who are wet meet those who are not wet, will there be a "Songkran Festival"? Of course, this is just an expression of an imbalance in the heart.

And Fang Zhen did not come to get caught in the rain, but to observe the dynamics of the city.

The bustle of Thundergrass City lies in the fact that everyone wants to make money through trade and enrich their lives, so that the streets are full of merchants in a hurry. So even if it's a rainy day, it can't stop a heart from running around to make money.

And the streets of the city are full of gray scale cloaks running around. This cloak is made of the scales of a gray sea fish, attached to the waterproof animal skin, and the water flow route is designed so that the rainwater on the cloak will flow out from the bottom outlet behind the cloak along the gray scale route, and it will not affect the wet trouser legs when walking or running.

"These days, the streets are unusually calm, and I thought there would be a lot of killers lurking. It was only in the taverns of the Hunters' Guild that a lot of bounty hunters suddenly appeared. However, there was no major movement on the mission bulletin board, apparently someone secretly released the assassination mission. Unexpectedly, Leke brought in Mino, and he just bribed a guard, did he want to rely on those bounty hunters to kill Duru? Isn't this what he has been doing before? This Lek can't be so stupid, right?"

Fang Zhen, who touched his chin and wore a gentleman's bowler hat, thought suspiciously, as if he was calculating something.

Suddenly, a voice came from Fang Zhen's bowler hat.

"Master, Durle has sent someone to visit. ”