Beckland East End.

After a busy day, Williams returned to his rented small apartment, where he was about to change his coat, grab some money, and go to the tavern for a drink, where he would settle dinner.

In the gloomy and dim environment, his movement in his coat suddenly stopped.

He saw a dark figure standing by the window, his face obscured by the hood.

"Who told you to look for Lanrius?" The dark shadow asked in a low and slow voice.

Williams quickly put on his coat, he knew that the people had found him, swallowed his spit and hurriedly explained: "A friend of mine, a bounty hunter. I know that many of you are concerned about this matter and have not taken her commission. ”

"What is her purpose in finding Lanrius?" The shadow was very tall, and it walked in front of Williams step by step.

"I don't know." Williams stepped back slightly.

The dark shadow asked hoarsely, "Who is she?" ”

Williamston struggled, and after a few seconds he replied tremblingly, "Hugh, Hugh Dilcha, I don't know where she lives." ”

"Very good and honest." The dark shadow reached out and patted Williams' body, and without further questioning, walked towards the door.

Williams breathed a sigh of relief, and just when he thought he had escaped, he saw the dark shadow snap his fingers.

Syllable!

Williams' thoughts froze, and his body split apart in an instant, spreading out in all directions, leaving the ground and walls covered in flesh.

Immediately after, the shadow struck the gas pipe.

In Zzitz's voice, he picked up the candle on Williams' desk and rubbed the candle.

The shadow then left, and a few minutes later, the candle suddenly lit on its own!

Bang!

The sound of explosions drowned out everything.

The black shadow walked out of the room, revealing a handsome face hidden in the shadows, he was still in a hurry to deal with the other people, although he was currently cooperating with another group of guys, but they were not at ease to entrust the affairs of the Lord to the other party's gangsters.

……

"Fraudster Ranrius?" Isaac Bowe looked at the beautiful young lady in front of her, dressed in a gorgeous dark green with long hair, and wondered whether to say something for the five pound bill in her hand.

In the end, the thirst for money outweighs the fear of death, and getting that money can make him dashing for a while, and if he doesn't take it, he may die sooner or later in the East Side for other reasons, even if he is not found by the gangsters.

"Several gangsters in the East Side are keeping an eye on him, as well as the cultists, and they have warned us that anyone who dares to reveal it to others will kill us."

"Which gangsters?" Hazel only handed him a £1 note, and the rest of the money was still in his hand.

"Bei...... Beria, and ......"

Hazel handed over another note, shook off the remaining three pounds, stared at the timid fellow, and said:

"One last question, the man who recently died for revealing his information."

Isaac Bowe took the last of the ink-scented bills, and after Hézel had left, he hurried around and walked towards the tavern on the side, the best place he could think of for entertainment.

"Poor people, but they get used to seeing more." Jörmungandr's faint voice came from Hézel's wrist, and for a "prophet", the past and future of ordinary people could be seen clearly without even careful observation.

"You solved the problem at sea?" Hazel watched calmly as the man staggered into the tavern, and after coming to the East End, she knew that such people were even lucky to some extent, but some people might not taste wine for the rest of their lives.

"There's an old friend who did a little favor." Hazel felt the word "he" keenly, and her brow furrowed slightly, but she didn't say much.

"What do you think about this?" She snuggled her lips and gestured to the unfolding wanted warrant in front of her.

"It doesn't matter, I won't be in too much danger around you, although those guys are crazy people, but for the time being, we can use them." Its childish voice complained slightly, "As long as it doesn't get noticed by some old guys who aren't dead yet." ”

"The Aurora Society has cooperated with the Blood Cult?" Hazel carefully analyzed the current situation, and finally deduced from these two forces through the clues of gangsters and cults.

"It's more than an accident, but don't worry too much, now you just have to wait for the moment and do what I have to do."

"I'm actually not white a lot of the time." Hazel paused for a moment, and asked in a very puzzled tone, "You Yin Yin can predict a lot of things that will happen in the future, why do you have to wait until the so-called right time to intervene, what happened before is like this, and it is like this now, if she really needs the characteristics of that dog, we can find him and kill him now." ”

Jörmungård smiled, its snake kiss full of mockery, "The more ignorant you are, the less you will be afraid." All the gifts of fate have been secretly priced, so we generally pay the reward first and then get the gift, and the more you interfere and change in the future, the more you will have to bear in the future. ”

"Also, have you ever seen a high sequence who would do it himself for a few minor roles like Sequence 6, and what I'm doing now is out of character."

Hazel pursed her lips, put away the wanted post, and tucked it into her small handbag.

……

The rough waves endured by the Golden Dream gradually became smaller, and the hull of the ship slowly stabilized.

As a member of the crew, Elle gasped a little tiredly, her petite body was covered with fine beads of sweat after the sea storm just now, and she raised her delicate and pale countenance, and there was a slight strangeness hidden in her silver-white eyes.

Elle slowly lowered her head and gently touched the wet skin, and Adevina touched her head approvingly, very satisfied with the flattering "cleaning work".

She gently picked up the ring she didn't know but had already been treated, put it on the skin outside the toes of her foot, and watched as the other person gently removed it.

In the fierce interweaving of the various colors of the astral spirits, Elle got her wish and put the "Disobedient" on her left index finger again, weakening the effect of the "punishment collar" around her neck, and trying her best to erase the marks that did not belong to her, nor to Kersma or Edvina.

Outside the door, Yoderson pinched the socket of his right eye, and then he felt a tickle on the back of his neck, but nothing was there.

I managed to slip out of the captain's room, and he looked left and right to see that there was no one, and finally he couldn't help but quietly put his ear to the hatch.

The hatch slammed open, and the playboy fell backwards, his ears still ringing in confusion.

He saw that Edwina's sideburns were slightly messy and even a little wet and sticky to her face, and the other silver-haired girl in her arms also looked like this, and even the latter's face was a little unusually ruddy.

Yodsen suddenly felt that there was no point in the intriguing between his men, and he could barely think that he could know what these two men had just done inside.

He suddenly felt a little itchy in his right eye, and gently pinched it and found that there was a crystal carved lens inside, so he removed it, but he didn't notice the slight change in the face of the girl in his captain's arms.

Jodson sat on the ground like that, not knowing whether he should say anything, and the scene was extremely embarrassing for a while, and he suddenly felt as if it was more comfortable to wear glasses, so he wiped the monocle and stuffed it back into the socket of his right eye, and habitually pinched the socket.

The flush on Elle's pale little face vanished without a trace in an instant, and she used the "Desire Incarnation" to turn herself into a puddle of viscous black liquid, dragging Adevina towards the deck.

Yodsen looked at the two beautiful women who were like tigers and wolves with some embarrassment, and he was stunned like that, and he didn't know what to thank, and he always felt that his mind was a little chaotic.

It must be that I haven't studied and become stupid these days. He thought this as he stood up and straightened his collar, though the captain now had an extremely intimate and even semi-open relationship with the girl, but just in case.

The captain is bisexual. He felt he might still have a chance.