Doug squinted his eyes to avoid reflections, staring intently into the distance where he felt something was wrong. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info sure enough, a moment later, a figure who was also dressed in black cautiously followed, and after looking at Fort Kerak for a while, he quietly returned.

Who will it be?

Doug was far behind the man, and he couldn't help but start to guess. This person's skills are not bad, at least far above the original self, and he is definitely not a little thief who started on the impromptu basis.

The two of them ran silently for a few minutes, and the man suddenly stopped, and after looking around alertly and thinking that there was nothing abnormal, he jumped down and disappeared.

This place...... Familiar!

Doug then ghostly approached the building, and after a few glances, he felt that the place was somewhat familiar—and it was not until he saw the sign that it dawned on him: Isn't this Igve's Hot Sister' Hotel?

Speaking of which, Igve, the fat spider, owes himself a lot of favors...... Hum.

A grim smile flashed across Doug's mouth. After she was wanted, she didn't have to pay any more money, she was probably frightened and secretly refreshed, right? I don't know if the person just now was related to her, or was she a simple tenant?

Doug's smile slowly widened, but in the blink of an eye, he froze again - he had just thought about going to the judicial office to report and cause some trouble to Igve, when he remembered the matter of 'history' again, cursed twice in his stomach, and could only give up in frustration - who knows if the mouse was involved just now!

With a slight force in his hands, he slid silently down the wall, ready to hear who they were.

"What do you say?"

As soon as he sneaked up to the ornate and extravagant, nouveau riche window, Doug's keen hearing caught Igeve's characteristic hoarse voice, and he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow: Is this fat spider really smart, how could she be so unwise to get involved in such a serious matter?

“...... The second prince took the body away?"

In the faint candlelight, Igve's low voice was full of authority, and it seemed that the person was her subordinate: "Then I still don't know who they are?...... Fuck X! Our 'guests' who were hybridized by dwarfs and ditch rats only sneaked in the evening, and at that time the old emperor was already his XX eyelids were hard! What kind of unlucky bastard is so good at picking a day? Fuck XX Do you say that today is a good day for assassinating the emperor?"

With no outsiders present, Igve happily flaunted her true nature, and there was nothing that was not a little 'decorated'.

"Big sister, it's a good ...... for you to dissipate your anger and make a little noise"

Igve's thick voice grew louder and louder, and the subordinate was so frightened that she hastened to remind her that the obscene face was the one who appeared in the dark house during the day: "There are patrols and spies outside!"

"He's XX XX!"

Igve sat down with a gloomy face, and her heavy body caused the lady's chair from the hand of the famous teacher to let out a miserable moan: "Now he is good, the old lady has taken on this deal, and the previous arrangements have not been exchanged for any benefits, and if I find out, it is the most suspicious - I want to kill people when I think of it...... Ragon! You immediately go and cut the zombie raised by the **** who was pulling the string for me, and seal everything that can open your mouth, so as not to have too many dreams at night!"

"Big sister, there is a curfew in the city tonight, and there are patrols everywhere!"

The man called Ragon suddenly looked bitter when he heard this. The atmosphere outside today was very wrong, and he was frightened enough to venture to visit the judicial office just now, and he really didn't have the courage to go out again.

“...... You soft XX poked out of the shit!"

Igve's eyes glared angrily when she heard this, but she also knew that her subordinate was telling the truth, so she kicked Ragon hatefully, and helplessly spread back into her chair: "X's, if only there was a 'bloody hand' of the 'Shadow Guild' now!

She threw a bag of heavy items on the table, and the experienced Doug immediately heard from the crisp thud that there were at least four large gems inside, and he couldn't help but lick his lips, and began to wonder if he might as well come and 'visit' Igve's room......

Ragon stared at the bag, his Adam's apple visibly moving a few times, but then he came to his senses and quickly lowered his head, pretending not to see Igf's expectant gaze.

“...... Hmph!"

Igve eventually withdrew her gaze in disappointment, distraught.

"Big sister, I actually don't think you need to worry so much. ”

Ragon stared at the bag for a moment and hesitated, then considered his words, "You think, those assassins didn't come out of thin air, can they not show a trace? We have received no one here, as long as we are cautious and do a good job according to their claimed identity before leaving, the spies will not find anything when they come!

"Oh, you are a soft XX poked out, you can't be guts, your brain is pretty good......"

Igif listened to Ragon's analysis, and felt that it made sense, and felt a lot of comfort, but then Doug could hear from his voice that her mood had changed again: "...... He X XX, even so, we still lost this time!"

"Lost?"

Ragon looked at the bag in confusion, "Sister, didn't you say this afternoon that they paid enough to buy half of the West End?"

"Don't mention it, I'm upset when I talk about it!"

Igve's fat hand slapped the armrest heavily, and the lady's chair suddenly let out an even more miserable moan: "Those bastards arrived here this afternoon, saying that their money could not be turned around for the time being, and that the money behind them would not be given gold coins, and that the old lady was given this thing......"

The sound of Igve pouring the jewels from the cloth bag on the table was heard in the room, and Doug's pupils contracted for a while, and he almost couldn't help but move—but Igve's next words were like a thunderbolt, and he was dumbfounded:

"You soft XX poked it out, do you know what this thing is, tell you, it's not a gem, it's a magic crystal!" Igve's hoarse voice said something that surprised Doug from ear to ear.

"Magic crystals, does it look like this?"

Ragon's tone became excited, and he grabbed the gems and fiddled with them: "Isn't that better? We can't afford a piece of the store in a year's income! Now that we have such a large piece, then we won't be rich?"

"That's weird!" Igif roared in a low voice, simply gritting her teeth, "I don't know which dark cult these XXX gutter rats are, and the one for the old lady is actually the 'Black Magic Crystal' -- we can't sell this broken XX thing in the entire Wright Empire!

Igve's ugly voice now sounded like heaven to Doug.

Magic Crystal!

He took a deep breath and calmed his pounding heart. This is really when he wants to eat meat, someone will give him a fork - he doesn't care if it's black or not, and the magic crystal that Fei Fei'an used on the intensive training armor is not all white......

In the flash of lightning, several plans had already passed through his mind—including rushing in and grabbing and running—but after thinking about it for a moment, he finally chose the one that 'disturbed' the least things.

...... Damn 'history'.

Smack!

When there was a sudden and regular slight tapping sound on the window, Igv sprang up with a agility that did not match his body size, and the cold light in his fat hand flashed, and the little candlelight was instantly extinguished, and Doug, who was looking out the window, was shocked in his heart, and almost forgot to continue knocking in surprise.

It turns out that Igve's skills are so good?! With just now, his strength is far above his original self!

Suddenly, he was a little glad that he hadn't 'grabbed and run' as he had originally thought—ignoring such a master who didn't look like a master, and if he didn't get it right, he would have to make a difference!

"Who?"

Ragon's muffled voice rang out in the room, his trembling voice clearly showing his horror.

Bang, bang, bang-bang!

Doug came to his senses, didn't answer him, and continued tapping on the window.

The sound of percussions implying some regularity continued to sound, and the tension in the room suddenly relaxed a little, and Igve stood up straight, lit the candle precisely in the dark, and the fat face that was still sketching the thick evening makeup was puzzled: "...... How can it be your own people?" she looked at Ragon with a puzzled look, but the latter was at a loss.

"Who's out there?"

She asked in a low voice in her hoarse voice. Although the visitor was very skilled in typing out the contact code of her organization, he did not act in the same way as her subordinates - at least the pups did not have a problem entering the house through the window.

If it's an agent......

A cold light flashed in Igve's small eyes, and the fat fingers tightened the short blade in the palm of his hand.

"Sister Igeve, long time no see!"

Doug's whispered greeting sounded from the window, "You haven't forgotten my brother, have you?"

“...... Doug?"

The fat on Igve's face shook unnaturally twice, "How could it be you?"

"Hehe, if you want to start from the beginning, you'll have to find a bard!" Doug's voice was a little meaningful: "It's very windy outside, let me in first, Sister Igve!"

Listening to the voice that had long been left behind, Igif suddenly felt a little uneasy. After Doug's accident, she asked someone to inquire clearly, and knew that it was the Speaker of the Imperial Parliament who had personally convicted him, and had long regarded him as a dead man, but she didn't expect that after so many days, he suddenly came to knock on his window again - how did he get into the heavily guarded Xi'an?

Ragon gave him a questioning look, his fingers making a slight 'slash' motion, and Igve shook her head, cheering up, and motioned for him to open the door—no, open the window.

"Long time no see, Brother Doug!"

When the window opened, Igfu chuckled under her breath, and had already raised her lady's face: "Sister has been worried about you!"

"Yes, Sister Igeve. ”

Doug chuckled twice as he regained his original form, staring closely at Igve and Ragon as he entered through the window, not letting up at all: "Lady Luck has always stood by my side, and nothing can worry me." ”

"Huh?"

Igve's eyes suddenly lit up, "Brother Doug, I haven't seen you for a while, you seem to be much more handsome again!"

The Doug in front of her is subtly different from the image of the **** lucky and villainous gangster in her memory, the skin seems to be a lot more delicate, and the long moist hair is so good that it makes her jealous - this little puppy has been accused of being so fierce, why does it seem to eat well and sleep well, and don't pay attention to it at all?

"Hehe, thanks for the compliment. ”

Doug slowly walked to the table and sat down, looked secretly, and found that the bag of magic crystals on the table had been packed up for some time, and he couldn't help but look at Igve's strength again: "Brother's future is bright, of course he will look good." ”

"A piece ......of light?"

Igv laughed ugly, "Brother Doug, your crime is not light, you don't want to seek pardon while the new emperor ascends the throne, do you?"

"Sister Igve, don't test your brother. Doug's smile suddenly closed, and the corners of his mouth provoked a cold arc: "To be honest with you, my brother has been here a long time ago, and what should have been heard has been heard outside!"

Choke!

Ragon, who had been a little nervous, subconsciously pulled out the knife when he heard this, but before he could make any moves, Doug's body had already appeared beside him like a ghost, and his steely fingers were tightly pressed against his eyes, which made his eyes hurt sharply, and he immediately released his weapon in shock.

During this process, Doug kept his eyes on Igve, and the surprise on the latter's face could not be controlled at all - when did this Doug become so powerful?

Reaching out and taking Ragon's knife, Doug slowly let go of him and stepped back into his chair, staring at Igve with piercing eyes, and then smiled again, "I'm sorry, Sister Igve. ”

He put the dagger on the table, and slowly pushed the tip towards himself: "You know my recent days, I have been tight, and I will ...... at the slightest wind and grass Hehe, this brother, you are too nervous, you must know that I am a fugitive convicted of 'treason', I should be worried that you will go to the judicial department to receive the reward...... You're not hurt, are you?"

"It's okay......"

Ragon gasped, looked up to meet Doug's gaze, and took two steps back in cringe.

"Brother Doug, you're amazing!"

Igv giggled again in an instant, "Ragon is the best warrior I have under him, and he can't even take a single move from you—you really know how to disguise, my dear Doug!"

each other.

Doug replied in his heart, without the slightest expression on his face: "Don't talk about this, Sister Igve." ”

After shaking his neck, he straightened his sitting posture: "Let's get down to business!"

"Business?"

Igeve seemed a little puzzled, "What's the matter?...... Oh, could it be that Brother Doug is a little tight on money? My sister will not be stingy in this regard, after all, you have helped my sister a lot!"

If you can use some money, it would be nice to send him down...... Anyway, as he said, both sides are not clean in the butts, and no one will go to the judicial office to find themselves uncomfortable.