At Narwhal Wharf, among the dozens of large and small fish cutting farms, the lamprey cutting fish farm is only the most inconspicuous one.

The factory area is small, the number of workers is small, and the processing capacity of large fish catches is limited.

On top of that, the prices of lamprey fish cutting farms are inflated, and the hands and feet of the workers are still a little unclean, and some of the expensive precious materials that are entrusted to them to process the large fish catch are often lost.

Therefore, the lamprey fish cutting farm is deserted on weekdays, and the location of the workshop is remote, near the headland of the beach in the easternmost part of the narwhal wharf, and there is a small half mile away from the nearest peer, and it is difficult to see a ghost shadow here all day on weekdays.

It was already night, and a slightly emaciated full moon was rising in the east.

The waves crashed weakly against the reef, making a small cracking sound, and the continuous sound of the waves swallowed up a lot of noise silently.

Yanan's hysterical scolding came faintly from inside the fish cutting yard, and in the workshop fenced off with logs, several fierce mastiffs lazily drooped their tongues and swayed over the messy unloading yard.

A few ragged workers, smoking inferior mixed cigarettes, like the fierce mastiffs, leaned lazily against the gate, staring furiously towards the only gravel road leading to the factory gate.

The moonlight was like water, illuminating the road. The straight gravel road is clean, and there are no people, no cars and horses.

Several workers laughed in low voices, discussing who was prettier in Yanan's wife, the two mistresses, and the underage daughters.

Hearing Yanan's angry and insulting, several workers sighed at the same time.

"A girl with a lot of water, it's just a waste." A worker whispered, "If you leave it to us......"

"Shut up, Lord Myers' temper, you know." Another worker quickly stopped his companion: "I don't want to be sent to the Black Continent to play games with those black gorillas." ”

A few workers stopped talking, and they occasionally glanced down the road, most of their attention focused on the workshop more than two hundred feet behind them.

In the other direction, in the thick grove outside the log fence near the workshop, a tall, thin man stood quietly in the thickest shadows under the shade of the trees. He had a slender cigar in his mouth, a faint red light flickering from time to time, and a faint smell of tobacco diffused in the air.

Yanan's howls continued, and the cries of women and children were heard.

The man stood quietly under the tree, like a statue, and even his eyelashes remained motionless.

A hoarse voice suddenly sounded quietly behind the man: "Master Weitu sent you to protect Young Master Qiao?" You're just here watching? ”

The thin man's body stiffened suddenly, and his body suddenly became translucent, like the shadow left by a swift on the ground at high speed, and he swooped forward silently, and in an instant he reached another big tree a hundred feet away.

As he pounced, the thin man spat out the slender cigar in his mouth, and when he appeared under the tree a hundred feet away, the cigar that came out of his mouth had not even hit the ground.

The cigar didn't hit the ground either.

A slender, fair-skinned, beautiful palm carved from the finest mutton fat white jade, which can be called a work of art, quietly poked out of the darkness, and the cigar smoke had just fallen more than a foot before he gently pinched it in his fingers.

The grimace shopkeeper was like a ghostly shadow, without the slightest sound, slowly showing his figure from the darkness.

He rubbed his hands together, kneaded the burning cigar smoke into a fine powder, and sprinkled it on the ground casually: "As a doctor who knows a little about medicine, I must tell you that tobacco is not good for the lungs. ”

'Goo' laughed a few times, and the grimace shopkeeper sighed: "However, it doesn't matter, you guys who kill a thousand knives may be hacked to death at any time, maybe you won't survive the day when tobacco kills you." ”

Moonlight shone on the face of the grimace shopkeeper.

On a big night, in such a secluded grove, suddenly seeing the face of the grimace shopkeeper, the thin man was also frightened, and almost didn't scream.

After a few violent gasps, the thin man's voice was a little distorted: "It's you...... Grimace...... I remember that Young Master Qiao said to you that it is best not to come out at night and be scary. ”

Many people in the Rittal family are no strangers to the Grimace Shopkeeper. One is that Joe often hangs out at his pharmacy, and the other is that his face is so recognizable.

The grimace shopkeeper clucked, and he took out a mask from his sleeve and slowly pasted it on his face. It is a pure white, smooth mask that resembles a blank sheet of paper, without any facial features on it.

Under the moonlight, the grimace shopkeeper wearing this mask was a little more ghostly than when he showed his face burned in high temperature before, which inexplicably made people's hearts tighten, and the pores of his body kept spraying cold air.

The thin man gasped again, he cursed in a low voice, and then looked at the grimace shopkeeper with unusual vigilance: "Awesome, this mask, it's really amiable, it's amazing...... What are you doing here? ”

The grimace shopkeeper spread out his hands and sighed lightly: "Isn't this worrying about Young Master Qiao?" Young Master Qiao is locked inside, and torture is being used inside, so you are waiting here? ”

Joe was kidnapped and taken away by Myers, and by the time the shopkeeper got the news, more than half an hour had passed.

Myers took Joe all the way across the entire port of Tulum, turning around and turning along the way, changing several modes of transportation, and using a lot of means of getting rid of it, before taking Joe to Narwhal Wharf. It was already late evening when he sneaked into the lamprey fish cutting field with Joe.

The ghost-faced shopkeeper tracked all the way, and it was only after the moon rose that he just found this place.

"Young Master Qiao is such a good person, if it weren't for his kindness, help me get those goods, my pharmacy would be almost out of business." The grimace shopkeeper muttered, "So, Young Master Qiao can't have an accident." ”

The thin man snorted coldly: "With us staring, how could something happen to Young Master Qiao?" ”

The grimace shopkeeper kept shaking his head: "That's not necessarily, if you stare at it useful, how could Young Master Qiao be kidnapped here?" ”

With his hands in his sleeves, the grimace shopkeeper leaned over and said slowly: "Not to mention, on the night of the fifteenth, Young Master Qiao opened the Sea of Power...... You know, I know a little about medical skills, and Young Master Qiao's physical condition, if he hadn't encountered great danger and been greatly stimulated, he should have been in two to three years before he would naturally open the sea of power. ”

"You have already put Young Master Qiao in danger...... Are you still here to watch? The grimace shopkeeper sighed heavily: "If I hadn't known that the children of the Weitu family had deep feelings, I would have even suspected that you had deliberately let Young Master Qiao die." ”

The thin man glared suddenly: "Grimace, don't think that if you are Young Master Qiao's 'friend', you can talk nonsense." ”

He said very politely: "You are just, Young Master Qiao thinks you are pitiful and gave you a little reward, 'acquaintance'!" You are not qualified to become Young Master Qiao's 'friend'. Young Master Qiao is the young master of the Weitu family, and we are worried about his safety. ”

"On the night of mid-autumn, by Young Master Qiao's side, there are also our brothers following and protecting. But who would have thought that the young master would actually break into the flashpoint of the Mid-Autumn Bloody Case? Got into the most dangerous core area? There was already a hint of annoyance in the thin man's tone: "Do you know, in the Mid-Autumn Bloody Case, our brother killed and injured more than a dozen people!" ”

The grimace shopkeeper narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "Then what can you say besides showing your incompetence?" I'm going in now and rescue Young Master Qiao, you, or rather, what about you? ”

The thin man coughed lightly, and in the woods, several figures swayed, and then hid in the shadows.

The 'incompetent' evaluation of the Grimace shopkeeper not only made the thin man's heart angry, but also several other subordinates of the Weitu family who were responsible for secretly protecting Qiao were also so angry that they almost rushed out to make a move with the Grimace shopkeeper.

"Master said, let Master Qiao, go through some more things." The thin man's voice became serious: "This is what the master meant. The young master has been pampered since he was a child, but he can't be pampered all his life. So now, he needs some thrashing, grinding. ”

"Unless Young Master Qiao encounters a real danger to his life, we will not make a move." The thin man stared straight at the grimace shopkeeper: "This is the master's order, unless Young Master Qiao encounters a real danger to his life, we will not make a move." ”

The thin man pointed to the workshop behind him and said seriously: "What a great opportunity, it can allow the young master to face the darkness and viciousness of people's hearts, and face the turbidity and filth of those nobles." What an opportunity. The young master is about to turn eighteen years old, he is already an adult, and he will have to go through this sooner or later. ”

The shopkeeper was silent for a while.

Then, he shook his head gently: "It's a bit of a sprout to help grow, Master Weitu is not afraid, Young Master Qiao is overstimulated and becomes that kind of psychologically distorted noble young master?" ”

"However, Master Wittu has a point. This is a world of heinous crimes, and good people cannot survive in this world. Only by becoming a bad person, becoming a wicked person, becoming a murderer who is worse and more ruthless than all the bad people and wicked people, can you be qualified to live freely in this world. ”

"I hope you can protect Young Master Qiao. After all, in the port of Tulum, he was my only little friend. The grimace shopkeeper put his hands in his sleeves and muttered a little lonely: "My only friend, I don't want anything to happen to him." ”

Taking a step back, the Grimace shopkeeper retreated into the shadows under the tree.

The breeze blew the branches and leaves of the tree, and the grimace shopkeeper disappeared, just as he appeared inexplicably, he disappeared inexplicably.

Several of the secret guards of the Wittu family flew out of their hiding place, and they quickly searched around the area for a hundred feet, but they could not find the slightest trace of the shopkeeper with a ghostface.

"This old ghost ......" The thin man took out a thin cigar and put it in his mouth, cursing in a low voice: "I have to report to the master, what is the origin of this old ghost?" ”

In the fish cutting field, Qiao tiptoed to the corner of the field, and cautiously pulled down a metal escalator from the metal frame above.