The originally noisy casino instantly quieted down, and everyone's eyes focused on the boy and the proprietress body, in fact, the appearance of the proprietress in this casino itself was a bright focus, not to mention that this time a cold teenager suddenly jumped out. But even so, they still didn't hear what the boy said to the proprietress at the end, and the curious gamblers could only speculate secretly from the proprietress 'almost discolored expression.

The gamblers gathered in the casino, in addition to the real gamblers, there are also many admirers of the proprietress . Prominent aristocrats would make big bets to attract the attention of the proprietress, while the common people could only hide and secretly look at the occasional appearance of the proprietress and think about it.

And today's embarrassing situation has never happened since the opening of this Covitan casino. Even if they are high counts, the marquis will not have a conflict with the proprietress of the proprietress , even after the proprietress squeezes a lot of valuable gold coins from them, they will just smile indifferently and show an indifferent expression, which can not only reflect their noble value, but also win the favor of the proprietress at the same time. However, today, this kid who looks like he has not dried up has offended the proprietress and embarrassed this graceful woman in front of so many people, what an abominable thing!

That's what Baron Stura's thinking, he is much luckier than most commoners who have no money but still admire the proprietress of the proprietor. He inherited the title and wealth from his father, and squandered it in the Casino Covitan, just for the moment when he was eye-to-eye with the proprietress himself, he was also invited into the VIP room by the proprietress herself, and then almost lost most of the family business left by his father's generation, but he still had no hesitation in obsessing with the proprietress again, even if the proprietress never looked at him again.

And today is not the time to make the proprietress look the other way? This kid must have eaten the bear's heart and leopard gall, and dared to talk to the proprietress like this on the realm of Covetan.

Baron Stura's mind went blank in an instant, and he even forgot that the indifferent young man had revealed his military identity. His eyes only showed that after he had taught the boy a lesson, the proprietress cast a charming look. With the experience of being a naval soldier for several years when he was young, coupled with the continuous training in recent years, Baron Stura's figure is still maintained in the heyday, and his skills are not comparable to ordinary ruffians, so he didn't care about the seemingly thin young man in front of him at all, even if he looked like a young lion cub exuding murderous aura.

His huge palm quickly poked out of the crowd and accurately grabbed the young man's shoulder, a hint of smugness flashed in his eyes, and he deliberately raised his voice and roared, "Dare to make trouble here, are you impatient?"

The force emanating from the crook of the arm was transmitted to the palm of his hand with unmistakable accuracy, and according to the boy's approximate weight, Baron Stura's could easily lift him up and throw him out the door, but when he exerted his strength, he was surprised to find that he could not shake the boy's slender and slender body.

"What's going on?" Apparently such an unreasonable thing, Stura's face could only be at a loss, and he was at a loss for a moment.

"Uncle, are you the one who lives impatiently?" The young man slowly turned his head and looked coldly at the dazed and overwhelmed middle-aged man, he slowly put his other hand on the rough back of Baron Stura's hand, and a layer of fine frost overflowed from his slender fingertips and spread down the back of Baron Stura's hand.

The sound of freezing was getting closer and closer, followed by a cold, piercing pain that instantly transmitted from his arm to the depths of his brain, and he instinctively wanted to withdraw his arm, but Baron Stura was surprised to find that the arm he put on the boy was completely frozen in ice, as if he was firmly fixed there, unable to move, and the frost that spread up had frozen most of his body in a few seconds of his momentary distraction, and came towards his face full of horror.

"You, you're a demon... Magic..."He suddenly realized what a stupid and impulsive decision he had made, but before he could say anything, his whole person was tightly wrapped in ice, and with his horrified face, he stood lifelike in the corner of the casino, like an ice sculpture by some master. The cold air emanating from its surface filled the air, and the temperature around it also dropped rapidly, creating a chill in such an overcrowded casino. The expressions on the faces of the gamblers varied, most of them in a panicked manner, and they no longer cared about their faces and rushed to the closed door behind them. But the proprietress still stood there calmly, with only a slight flash of surprise between her eyebrows.

"Interesting, your charm skills are not diminished back then!" The young man reversed his wrist and twisted the ice hand on his shoulder with a "click", and the scattered ice slag fell to the ground, steaming with a trace of cold white gas. The young man's palm suddenly closed, and the ice hand in his palm immediately turned into powder and flew into the air, he looked back at the proprietress who was still calm and calm, and asked lightly, "Aren't you going to tell me the answer?"

"Isn't the answer right in front of you?!" the proprietress shrugged her shoulders a little helplessly, looked around the casino that was deserted at the moment, and said with some irony, "I've been running this casino all these years, and ...... As you can see, business has been pretty good so far, but after you have made such a fuss...... It's hard to say in the future......"

"I see, what about your old friend, Lady Lina?" the young man's knife-edged lips slowly raised a contemptuous arc, and continued to ask questions without haste or annoyance.

"I don't know, Mr. Honorable Little Officer, if you want to know what she's done all these years, then you should ask her personally?" The proprietress stepped down the last step and looked at Baron Stuya, who had turned into an ice sculpture with a deep frown, "Are you so ruthless in doing things in your military department, turning living people into ice sculptures at every turn......?"

"I'm sorry, but I'm not very good at anything other than murder!" the young man suddenly turned and stepped forward, "Since you won't tell you about Lady Lina, then you will leave today." ”

"Finally, though, I would like to remind you that your whereabouts have been revealed. If I can find this, it means that they can too, and you should know that it is not our military headquarters ...... who really wants to kill Mrs. Lina" The young man deliberately raised his voice a little, and said it without hurrying, but the graceful figure of the proprietress behind him couldn't help but be shocked, and the calm she tried to maintain was almost on the verge of collapse, "but those who sang prayers every day and gestured to the cross on their chests. ”

The frost that covered Baron Stua was slowly melting, and the dread that had solidified finally turned into a terrible scream.

There were already very few people in the casino, and even the few who remained were helpless waiters, and their expressions of fear were overflowing. They didn't dare to run away with the proprietress on their backs when the crowd dispersed, and they didn't dare to jump out in front of them to accuse this unreasonable and cold-blooded teenager, so all they had left to do was to stand in an inconspicuous corner and tremble, hoping that this demonic teenager would not target them. Fortunately, the demon didn't seem to be so bloodthirsty, and with the heavy footsteps of the boots, the demon seemed to be about to leave.

Every step taken by the young man was extraordinarily clear, and the heavy steps struck everyone's heart, like a pair of invisible but blood-stained hands gripping everyone's heart. The deep pupils under the broken hair of his forehead swept coldly over everyone present, and all of them avoided the sharp arrow in fear, and a few of them even fell to the ground, trying to restrain their heavier and heavier gasps.

Isn't it in this casino? The young man had already stepped out of the casino with one foot, and there was a subtle trace of regret in his frosty and cold countenance.

Suddenly, his ocean-clear pupils contracted slightly, and the steps under his feet stopped stiffly. He felt a strange gaze firmly lock him from behind him, and he had an indescribable feeling that this gaze had made such an unruly man feel a chill, a kind of despair, and a desolate sorrow inexplicably welling up in his heart.

He looked back behind him in surprise, and met the pair of pure black eyes, deep, cold, and lonely...... It was the first thing he saw in those eyes, and he just glanced at it from a distance, but the chill that followed it exploded exponentially, like a violent snowstorm gradually submerging him, and he couldn't help but shiver, as if he had suddenly fallen into an underground ice cellar.

However, he was not shaken by the great cold that came in vain, he was already a cold and arrogant person, and the eyes he gazed at at this moment were like staring at himself in the mirror. Perhaps, colder, more lonely, and more helpless than the self in the mirror......

"Found ......," the thought flashed through the boy's heart.

He and the owner of the pupils avoided each other's gazes almost simultaneously, and he turned his head slowly, the suffocating chill vanishing for a moment, and the corners of his mouth inadvertently rose in a charming arc, and he stepped back into the night outside the door.

A dark carriage rang a crisp bell and stopped at the door of the Casino de Corvetan, and the Marquis de Creek, dressed in a black dress and a black top hat, stepped out of the carriage and walked towards the entrance of the casino with a well-made cane in his hand. Passing by the teenager who walked out of the casino, they both raised their eyes slightly, but they didn't slow down.

"Military Department?" On the elegant seat in the attic of the casino, the beating candlelight reflected a faint halo on the slightly resolute face of the Marquis of Creek.

"Yes, there's nothing wrong with that mark, and he says he's the Viper. The proprietress was still a little embarrassed, and her towering breasts were rising and falling, as if she had just gone through a nightmarish catastrophe.

"[Viper] is an army led by the Troxy family, and in principle, it has nothing to do with the Holy Sect, how could it suddenly get involved in this matter?" the Marquis of Creek lowered his head in thought, and only slowly raised his head after a half-sound, "Could it be that he is looking for ...... Wren Claude?"

"It's not clear, he just said that he wants to find Linna's whereabouts. The proprietress lowered her voice and said, "And only the Holy Sect should know that Wren exists, so they won't go around promoting the targets they want to kill, right?"

"Whatever their purpose, but one thing the young man was right to say is that he can't stay here. The Marquis of Crick said with a solemn expression, "You hurry up and pack your luggage overnight, and we will leave Covitan at dawn tomorrow." ”

"But what about Wren? If we leave, what reason will we use to take Wren away?" asked the proprietress eagerly.

"Maybe you can tell me directly......" Suddenly a low voice with a hint of grief came from the door, and the dancing candlelight and the surprised face of the proprietress were reflected in the black pupils, "What is all this ...... What's going on?"

Inside a luxury hotel in the city of Covetan.

The boy slowly pushed open the beautiful broken glass window in front of him, this is a hotel built by the sea, the rolling waves of the sea are not far away, and the bottom is a large yellow sandy beach, and occasionally you can see couples strolling on the beach. The boy's gaze swept across the sand and the sea, staring at the heavy night sky in the distance, the starry sky as black as ink.

"Captain Eisen, it seems that there is nothing to gain today?" The girl had already stripped off the tight-fitting strongshirt and changed into a soft and loose velvet nightgown, and said with a lazy and charming expression, "But I found that Su Anli, and I am not far from digging out Linna's whereabouts, right?!"

"Why do you think that if you find Su Anli, you will definitely find Linna?" said a faint voice from the young man called Eisen.

"The two of them are old friends, they are still the two red cards of the Royal Song and Dance Theater, and they are the ones who disappeared at the same point in time, Linna was hunted down by the people of the Holy Sect, and Su Anli did not. Then there is no reason for her to disappear, she left the big stars and ran a casino in such a remote small town......" The girl chuckled proudly, "Then there is only one possibility...... She is secretly taking care of Linna, who is being hunted down, isn't it very reasonable to understand it this way?"

"So she won't tell you Lina's whereabouts!" Eisen affirmed.

"That's why I say Captain, you're still too soft on women, even if it's an old woman. The girl seemed to be a little unhappy and said, "You should give her some suffering, maybe she will confess?"

"Really?" the blowing sea breeze lifted a few strands of Eisen's hair, and he could vaguely see his handsome side face that had been blocked by black hair.

"Of course, tomorrow, you should leave it to me, and you will definitely be able to ask why?" said the girl confidently.

"No need...... Eisen whispered, as if talking to himself.

"No, why? Aren't we here to ...... Covetan this time?" the girl's words were cut off by Eisen's faint voice.

"I've found the person I'm looking for!"