Walking through the dark alleys, Luger finally arrived at the largest tavern in the south of the city, before it was dark. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He exhaled, his brow furrowed.

"It's considered to be here before Morin's eyes go to work!"

The flames of the newly refueled street lamps on the street corners snorted and crackled, and a dim halo of light cast out and fell on Lugar. It can be seen that he was slightly embarrassed at this time, with many damages on his body, and only one of the two strings of beads commonly found under the sleeves of the Fanguang Sect swayed from side to side as he walked. On the other cuff, there are obvious scorch marks.

Gehr, who was following him, was limping on one leg and almost jumping.

Not surprisingly, the simple grenade making process is simple, even at a glance, but there are many safety risks. Just after Luger tried the lethality of the first one, when he made the second one, it exploded inexplicably.

Fortunately, it is only a half-finished product, and the most lethal things have not yet been filled. Moreover, after practicing the hand knife, Luger's reaction was extremely fast, and he threw the last few dangerous materials out in time, without causing a series of explosions.

However, it was still affected by a little bit, and the strong air flow exploded in front of him, and the invisible force with a tearing nature almost turned his Spring Water Temple Sect Robe into strips.

But this rudimentary hot weapon that can attack from a distance can no longer be made......

Because Murgreen powder is strictly regulated and contraband!

"Fortunately, there is still one shot that can be used. Luger rejoiced, and as he spoke, he couldn't help but look at the bald black dog that followed him with strange eyes.

Gehr's injury had nothing to do with his mistakes.

Instead, at the corner of the street where he was coming, the guy was running so fast that he almost crashed into a carriage. The cunning black dog reacted very quickly, and avoided it at the first time, but the horse failed to react in an instant, and slammed into the wall, and then reacted, and the horse snorted, and a furious hoof fell on Geer.

Then, the black dog knows martial arts, or is it kicked by a horse......

"That damn bastard......

Gell grinned and cursed angrily.

Luger pretended not to hear, but raised his foot and touched it lightly, telling the guy to be more restrained, and if he could speak, he tried not to scare people to death.

But the tavern was as noisy as a market, and even if Gehr spoke, as long as he didn't talk to Luger, others would just think it was screaming. Seeing that Gehr was resentful at this time, he didn't say much.

Ordering a cheap nut at random, Luger found an obvious seat and sat down, waiting for Morin to come.

Flex your right index finger and gently tap the tabletop.

Luger groaned, still thinking about the man behind Ashar's. As long as he could find the guy, he promised to shoot him in the face.

Morin eats smuggled jobs, and the people he interacts with most all day are police officers and soldiers.

There's no way he's not having a full lineup!

Luger didn't have to wait long, and a well-dressed man sat down across from Luger.

In his early thirties, his short blond hair was slightly curly, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses added a bit of elegance to him, as if he was an aristocrat with an excellent family education.

He was Maureen.

"Tsk, black-hearted boy Lu, it's really not easy to ask you out, it's like pulling out when you're constipated. As Morin said this, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the cold light was faint.

Luger immediately frowned, and his fingers tapping on the table stopped, looking at the man.

"You still poop when you're constipated?"

"......" Mo Lin's hand clenched into a fist three times, but in the end he gave up the idea of doing it directly, he said with a gloomy face: "We have had a grudge before, but this time you help me enter that place, I will help you find them, I, Mo Lin, have a little face on this road, and they will not trouble you again in the future." ”

"You know?" Lugh was surprised.

Morin had a cold face and only said two words: "Mirror." ”

Luger was silent, for his previous conjectures had now been overturned, and the last words of Morin's letter to him were not a threat, but a deal.

"Then why don't you look for Fairend?" Although Fairend was too ruthless at the beginning, for the common good, judging from Fairand's reputation and performance, it is obvious that the other party is more suitable than him.

"I killed his sister. Morin said expressionlessly.

It's no wonder that in the ruins, Philander saw that Morin's expression was a little wrong...... Luger recalled the details that the machine had written down, and immediately figured it out.

He said, "Looks like I was implicated at the time?"

"Compensate you for fifty 'old man's heads'. Maureen didn't think about it.

As a currency unanimously recognized by many countries in Zezhou, the purchasing power of the "old man's head" is considered to be strong. Fifty "old man's heads", no more, no less, if Luger dared to risk going to the gallows, this income could be used to buy him the amount of Murgreen powder to make ten rudimentary grenades.

Luger readily agreed, but before he could say this, he rushed over from a nearby table, and almost instantly subdued Morin, who wanted to resist.

"We are people from the police station, don't panic. One of them shouted.

At the same time, as if responding to him, a few banging noises came, and I saw a team of police officers gathered at the entrances and exits of the tavern. Dozens of muskets, held high and aimed here, ready to ignite the fuse at any moment.

In an instant, the tavern fell silent.

"You ......" Merlin looked at Lug angrily, but saw that Lug was also enjoying the same treatment, and was immediately shocked.

At this time, Luger shouted, "Hey, I'm Luger, and Lugh is my dad." I've been to the police station, take a closer look, I'm just gossiping with this guy!"

"Yes, yes, he's my son, you bastards don't let me go. A stocky figure rushed quickly.

"Yes, Sheriff. Several officers immediately stepped back.

After all, there are muskets aimed at them, even if they are masters of fighting spirit, they have to die under a round of fireballs.

"Dad, why are you here? What are you doing here?" Seeing that it was Luffy, Luger also breathed a sigh of relief, here he would expose the fact that he could use a knife, and even if he used a knife, it would be useless.

The musket was something the Cabinet had developed since five years ago, similar to the musket he remembered, but a little more fantastical. It wasn't a bullet, it was a small scorching fireball.

The lethality of a fire bomb is far inferior to the rudimentary grenade he made. But since this thing was developed, it has always pursued a round of bullet raindown!

As far as Bel Nans is concerned, there are almost no less than ten famous vindictive masters who have died under this thing.

"Shhhhhhh

Lugar nodded in understanding. Luffy was telling him that it wasn't right to talk about it now, and that he would talk about it later.

Immediately, he looked at Morin, who was tied up and taken away by the police, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching. Well, he's done it for nothing!