Chapter 9: Troublesome Interlude (1)
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"Sir, your package ......"
Edward neatly tucked the rest of the table into the space bag, tucked the bag close to his body, and frowned - with a knock on the door, the sound of which was almost overflowing with softness, well, or rather coquettishness. (To read the latest chapters of this book, please visit the biquge.info of Wèn Aishang Novel Network)
So when the door opened, the first thing that caught my eye was the softness of standing proudly wrapped in two thin pieces of cotton yarn. Edward took a half-step back, seeing the owner of the voice clearly...... Not surprisingly, it was a woman.
The woman casually holding a plate had a proud countenance. She was young, but not a girl's immaturity - as plump and mature as her figure, full of youthful vitality.
"Your package, well, of course, if you need anything else, you can also ask for it......"
The corners of her ruddy mouth turned up, revealing a line of delicate white teeth, and a pair of big eyes with three points of cunning, three parts of fiery and charming, and a part of surprise, looking at the boy who was a little shorter than her, but in the brown pupils, it was like a flame burning.
Edward's eyes wandered.
As the owner of the Hilton Express Hotel, Edward is very aware of the cats in this industry - generally speaking, in this kind of hotel and inn integration, raising a dozen girls who blur the boundaries between maids and female branch girls has long been the most common practice, and although the mercenaries are not necessarily richer than the merchants, the concept of money is enough to make them the best benefactors of the female branch girls.
But this one seems to be a little different.
She didn't dress herself up in the most fashionable low-cut long skirt like those ordinary female branch girls, but simply put on an ordinary shirt and men's trousers, and her short brown hair did not make any fashionable combing, and even if she looked closely, she did not even have any special makeup. However, it has to be said that there are certain innate qualities that can never be compared with external grooming. Even though the skin is a little rough because of the dust, the slightly thick lips, bright eyes and straight nose bridge are enough to be called tempting.
In particular, she was clearly very professional, and was adept at highlighting her strengths—her slender and slender limbs were outlined in manly clothing, and while looking at Edward, she consciously or unconsciously increased the depth of her breathing, so that the rise and fall of her breasts were more obvious and seductive...... Without the foil of the corset, it is already proud and delicate. The shirt was crumped tightly, and under the two buttons that were unbuttoned, a large milky white slippery surface was revealed, and from the perspective of the shape matching, even if Edward spread his fingers, he could barely cover the round curves.
Superior quality.
Edward's throat rolled and he made a judgment in his heart, not only because this woman's condition was far better than that of the older ladies in his country shop who could work as part-time washerwomen—the point was that although this woman had ten thousand spring colors hanging from the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, the smell on her body was not like that of ordinary female branch girls, mixed with body odor and inferior incense, which was disgusting. It's a fairly elegant bluegrass taste.
Therefore, the hunter was somewhat hesitant.
Two worlds, more than forty years...... It seems to be long enough, so should it be over at this time today?
The woman's light brown pupils, her eyes were like fire, the white skin of the woman's chest was like fire, and the red lips of the woman, with the sound of incense, like fire—at that moment, Edward seemed to be standing in the flames, listening to a subtle sizzling sound, the sound of the rope that held the balance in his heart ablated a little.
Or just add a little bit of weight, and the balance will collapse, right?
The next moment, some unknown aspects turned into some very heavy weights that upset the balance.
"Why are you so cringe? little brother...... Men have to have courage! Try everything......"
Staring at the face of the young man in front of her, the woman let out a flirtatious chuckle, the tip of her pink tongue loomed between the delicate red lips, licking the corners of her mouth deftly, she stretched out an arm, as if to grab the young man's shoulder, and the full twin peaks, slowly pushed forward, to meet the man's outstretched hand. "Good man, don't you want to make a shot?"
So, the good man smiled and stretched out his hand...... Bypassing the softness that was close at hand, he took the cold and hard plate, and then slammed the door shut tightly in front of her, isolating the fiery gaze, color and breath, leaving only an incomprehensible whisper: "Where did you learn such a sentence......? Lao Tzu is not a righteous tree under the road!"
"Really...... Hell, damn little bastards, shit, no egg-and-egg guys!
It wasn't until a few breaths later that the woman seemed to understand what had happened to her, and she stamped her foot in hatred and let out a series of low curses! Even in the midst of her rage, her voice was soft and charming, but the oak door did not respond to her tenderness.
So after all the scolding words that she could think of for a while in her heart were poured out, she could only turn around and leave helplessly......
When the woman turned and walked out of the hotel, three or four people who had been wandering in the lobby and the corner of the street raised their heads at the same time, and after a few slight exchanges of glances and hidden gestures, two of them remained silently, while the other two slowly left, a few streets away, to meet the woman in a hurry.
"Sister Leia, isn't Jinma's information wrong?" the shorter man whispered. At the same time, he took off the burqa on his body and handed it to the woman, then pulled out the short coat he wore inside, and covered the row of four or five daggers around his waist.
"Probably yes, that dwarf couldn't be more conspicuous, not to mention that the scroll they sold in the shop was also obtained by us not long ago, and nine out of ten are them. The woman took the burqa in his hand and completely covered her figure: "What a wasted bastard, that scroll is five hundred and thirty gold coins, and it was sold for one hundred and five gold coins!"
“...... So, big sister, why did you come out so quickly?
"Damn, the Jinma gang didn't say that guy was a little ghost, the skin didn't fade, the hair didn't get all the gadgets interested, what can the old lady do? As for the other one...... The old lady has no hobby of playing games with wine barrels!" The blazing flame in the woman's eyes was still burning, but it had changed from love + desire to resentment: "Damn, I wasted five silver for that old bastard as a tap, I knew it was like this, and the old lady might as well ......"
"Big sister, Virgil said that if you get a little bit of that guy's hair or nails, you can ......"
Hearing her say a few words, the little mercenary couldn't help but interrupt, ready to remind her of something, but as soon as she was halfway through speaking, the woman slapped him on the back of the head and beat him to the ground: "Virgil, that waste, usually takes so much salary, and shrinks his eggs when he encounters a big event! What magic is omnipotent? This time the whole army is out, and he also spent a lot of money to play what to buy, and the result?" Actually let more than a dozen people run away from under their noses, and in the end, not to mention the main one, even such a little ghost can't be found by the damn can't be found, so I can only determine the approximate location! I have to spend money to buy information from Jinma! Now I have found all the fucking people, find a few people, and I will know if I arrest them, what kind of hair do you need!?"
"But the eldest sister ......"
The little mercenary wanted to say something, but the woman's fierce glares made him shrink his neck, but the tall mercenary on the other side spoke, and his hoarse and dull voice sounded a little terrible: "We don't have any way in Rissouri, if we do it rashly, we will be caught by the city guards, and it will definitely be very troublesome." ”
"him! Can't you deal with those shrunken city guards? The more you live, the more you go back! This time, the price offered by the gold lord is too high, and it is done, so we can wash our hands, and we can eat and drink spicy food in this life, and do whatever we want...... If it's yellow, even if the whole group is fooled, we can't afford to sell our butts, not to mention that those half-elves will soon be romantic, do you think we still have a way out?"
"But the head of the regiment ......"
"Big brother, I'll go tell him!" The woman shook her head hatefully: "You gather the people here, and we'll do it tonight!"
"But there are no swords or crossbows in the city...... The city guards watched the shops at the city gate very closely, and there were often people in the middle of the night, and it was a bit ...... to go there to find trouble" The short mercenary had a bitter face and wanted to continue to dissuade, but he could only give in in front of the woman's gathered fists: "Got it! Got it, big sister, I'm going to inform them!"
After a few screams, the guy slipped around the corner.
So the remaining two hurried forward...... But they didn't notice that in the corner more than a hundred feet away, under the shadow of a gray burqa, there was a pair of bright eyes, taking their every move into view.
"Pretty interesting......
Edward shook his head, cities like Rissouri's were medium-sized on the continent, and though they still couldn't compare to the modern ones he remembered, they were still lively enough, so much of the conversation had been drowned out in the hustle and bustle, and he could only speculate in a few words—but it was enough to deduce that these were the same opponents in the forest a day ago.
In fact, this trouble is really a bit frustrating, and if there is a chance, Edward would not mind explaining his position to the woman. It's a pity that the other party obviously can't listen to the defense of his rival who has never known him, especially when some of these people died at his hands.
Mercenaries are happy to take revenge, and their handling of enemies is usually quite simple, and this small mercenary group will also follow this view of right and wrong - one of their cohesion is this mutual care.
Picking up bones and collecting corpses and taking revenge are all very important parts of it.
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It's a bit stuck.,Speed scum.,A little bit of the back yard.,Think about it, don't pass it up together.,Break it.,Continue to code.,If it's too late tonight.,It's up tomorrow.。
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