At the beginning of the lanterns, the most prime area of Central Street, the most precious place, sits the mansion of Randall, which is bustling and noisy outside the high walls, but there is a solemn atmosphere inside the high powerhouse. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Smack", an expensive antique teacup was slammed to the ground, and old Randall gritted his teeth and cursed, both angry at what he had heard and a little distressed at the teacup he had thrown at him.

"These damn bandits, dare to touch me" Alede Chamber of Commerce?!I don't want to live at all!" As he spoke, Old Randall picked up an antique teacup again, and after hesitating hesitantly, he still didn't throw it out, but just splashed the tea on his face.

"What are you all eating? You can't even guarantee the safety of your son?!" In fact, little Randall asked to follow the small shipping team back to the city because of personal matters, and Marven, the guard officer in charge of the guard, suffered a dumb loss and said that he was suffering.

"Don't blame Uncle Marven, in fact, the problem is not in these places. Randall Jr. said from the side.

Considered to excuse himself, Marven, the guard officer, threw a grateful look at little Randall. But in fact, things are far from being as simple as Marven imagined.

"There's a killer, and it's a killer who uses a "standard crossbow"!" Randall Jr. threw a bombshell.

"What?standard crossbow?can't be?!," Marven, the guard officer, couldn't hold back his exclamation for a moment.

didn't care about the gaffe of his subordinates, and old Randall's expression was also gloomy, and most of them contained surprise, but he confirmed again: "Are you sure it's a 'standard hand crossbow'?!"

"It's true!" replied little Randall in no uncertain terms.

"Investigate thoroughly, give me a thorough investigation! Arrest and torture all those who have smuggled 'standard hand crossbows,' touched 'standard hand crossbows,' and seen 'standard hand crossbows.'" Old Randall was utterly furious.

In fact, as a profit-oriented chamber of commerce, the "Alaide" chamber of commerce has always turned a blind eye to smuggling, after all, it is a businessman, as long as there is a profit, it is worth taking a little more risk, and even in some cases it has become an open secret.

But this time the situation is different, old Randall can tolerate these people under his command to smuggle "standard weapons" to mercenary groups, smuggle them to elves, smuggle them to orcs, and even smuggle them to their rivals Dark Race, but they can never tolerate the smuggled "standard weapons" being used on their own people! Especially if it is his own son who is in danger!

"Don't make a big fuss, just check everything slowly, it's not good to startle the snake. Randall Jr. added from the side.

Casting an appreciative look at his son, old Randall said: "Yes, that's right, you have to find out all the melons along the vine!"

In fact, little Randall was also angry this time, he had never suffered such a big loss, never!

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In the wing, Lao Hu fell on the soft velvet bed on all fours, sighing for a long time.

"That's what it's called being alive!"

This palatial "master's mansion" is even more luxuriously decorated than the residence of the elven high priest, and the ground is covered with several soft and slippery furs of precious beasts, and the smell of precious essences overflows from the hanging sachets, permeating the room, sniffing it, feeling the fragrance greasy.

When I opened my eyes, I found that there was a plate of delicate snacks on the table, which looked good, and one master and one servant took a slice and stuffed it into their mouths.

As soon as he took his mouth, all of a sudden, the delicate and soft texture and full aroma filled Lao Hu's taste buds, and he closed his eyes tightly, holding it in his mouth, reluctant to swallow it.

"That's called food!"

Lao Hu has not eaten "refined" food for too long, coming to this so-called other world, cooking by himself as a fireman in the barracks, grabbing food by himself in the jungle, and even in the elf tribe, he has coarse tea and light rice every day, feeling the overflowing aroma, Lao Hu even has some tears in his eyes.

"It's so delicious!" is like the "instant noodles" in the previous life, although this kind of thing full of additives is not good for the body, but after a long time, the satisfaction once you eat a pack is indescribable!

Slowly opened his eyes, wanting to have another piece, but saw that the plate that had been full of snacks was empty, and only the last snack had been grabbed by Kreacher in his hand and was about to be sent to his mouth.

"Kreacher, you leave me one!" the old man was about to rush forward and snatch it, and grabbed Kreacher's hand with the snack. Seeing this, Kreacher was also anxious, and he was unequivocal in the question of "eating", so to speak, no one was afraid of the greedy Kreacher! He opened his bloody mouth and bit directly at Lao Hu's arm, Lao Hu was also speechless for a while, and hurriedly let go of his hand, and finally this snack still entered Kreacher's mouth.

"Made, foodie! you can't make a big deal if you're so greedy!!" Hu Yu said angrily, in fact, he forgot the fact that he was also very greedy.

Looking at the empty plate, feeling the gluttonous insects that have been seduced, Lao Hu also has a pain in the egg.

Although sometimes it is also insidious and cunning, but in other people's houses, there is indeed some fear of such a small thing as asking for another snack, after all, Lao Hu is thin-skinned.

"Would you like another plate?!" asked Lao Hu, touching Kreacher.

"Yes!" replied Kreacher, staring at his wide, watery eyes.

"Go, go outside to find a servant, find a steward, and ask for another plate, no, no, no, two!" Old Hu was ready to instruct Kreacher to do this kind of thing that he was not very embarrassed about.

"Three sets!" Kreacher added.

"Okay, okay, ten plates, look at your performance!"

Kreacher ran out of the house in joy, and he was not at all embarrassed about such a thing.

The room suddenly returned to quiet, and continued to lie on the sofa, Lao Hu silently thought about the so-called "bloody Robin". "How do you look for it?"

It stands to reason that having such a majestic name should be easier to find, and if it is a brother with Great Elder Wright, there should not be too much difference in appearance, and the most important thing is that it is also a "thief", which also finds a breakthrough in the search for the task.

However, on the way into the city, Lao Hu found the "Mercenary Guild", "Archer Guild", "Wizards' Guild" and even the "Assassin Guild", but he did not find the "Thieves' Guild".

"Could it be that I didn't pay attention?!" In any case, Lao Hu also found a breakthrough, at least he had the direction he was looking for.

There was a breeze in the courtyard, and before you knew it, the night was getting deeper.