For more than a dozen seconds that Dean got up from the ground, Tails' expression was stiff.

What, what, ghost?

As if frozen in time, his eyes slowly turned around and looked at the fast rope beside him.

Fast Rope also looked back at Tails in a daze.

On the other side of the tavern, the hammer squinted his eyes slightly, looking at the man who crawled out of the sack: "That's ......"

"Dean!" exclaimed, answering the question of the drill and breaking Tails' last luck.

Many people turned their heads and saw Tampa with a shocked look on his face.

I saw the owner of the "my" tavern pointing at Dean, and then at the smiling Tails and Fast Rope, and his tone fluctuated:

"How did you end up there......"

Dean didn't answer.

He staggered to his seat and leaned back on the bar, gasping for breath with a small cough.

". Dean cursed again.

The mercenaries apparently had quite a few people who knew Dean, and suddenly, a low-key uproar and commotion erupted in the tavern.

The leaders of the three parties quickly exchanged glances, confirming that the strange thing at this moment was not the ghost of the other party.

In the brief confusion, Tails and Fastrope bowed their heads in accord and moved closer to each other.

The two stared at each other, with mixed feelings and mixed tastes.

Tails opened his lips and bowed to Dean in a low voice:

"Hey, I thought you killed him?"

Fast Rope was also like a puppet, stiffened his chin, and replied quietly with a smile:

"It's the first time, maybe it's a little unskilled......"

Tails is angry:

"You call this 'unskilled'?"

The commotion around continues.

Fast Rope weakly tried to argue something:

"Nicollet told me to wrench for three seconds......"

Tails was incredulous and asked:

"You didn't check afterwards?"

The fast rope raised an eyebrow:

"But you're the one who put him in it......"

Tails' momentum froze, and his face was pale:

"He's obviously not breathing......"

As soon as the fast rope changed its decline, his face was suddenly full of fierceness:

"No breath doesn't mean ......"

But when the two argued in a low voice, they all had heart palpitations!

They both looked up.

Not surprisingly, the two of them saw Dean on their side, who had just recovered.

I saw the secret agent in the dark room gasping for breath and staring coldly at the two people who had been petrified.

It's chilling to look at.

Tails and the fast rope stiffened again.

In the indescribable atmosphere, Fast Rope shrugged his shoulders unnaturally, waved his hands, and said in an awkward tone: "Hey, Dean, it's good to see you still ...... I mean, you're here too...... Uh, I mean, that ...... Good evening, have a drink?"

Dean stared at him tightly, his eyes complicated, choking on the rest of the words in his throat.

Tails sighed:

"When did you wake up?"

Dean looked at Tails with a grim expression.

"When you pick the locks. He said coldly.

Tails and the two froze again, and could only laugh awkwardly again.

But that's not even the worst embarrassment.

A heavy cough interrupted the whispering in the tavern.

"Alright. ”

Seeing the leader of the blood whistle, Ricky gently raised his hand and pointed at Tails and the fast rope.

The two of them had a chill behind their backs.

"Our two guests, you just said," Ricky looked at Tails with a smile, thoughtfully:

"As a member of the Darkroom, you're in the same league as Dean?"

Tails and Fast Rope both stagnated.

Dean snorted coldly at the right time.

The masked man beside Ratchet snorted softly, "That sack is probably 'a gang' with you." ”

"Hey, hey......" Quickrope kicked the damn sack open, looked around, and chuckled sadly.

The chisel raised his eyebrows slightly, and Russell looked at him solemnly.

"Even if you're here to live, but ......"

Ricky sighed, "I have to say, even in so many years of my life. ”

"I've never seen such a crappy liar. ”

At that moment, whether it was Ricky, Clay, the Masked Man, or the Hammer, Russell, and the various mercenaries in the tavern, they looked at the embarrassed Dean in amazement, and then cast their eyes on the two princes again.

It was full of surprise, puzzlement, suspicion, vigilance, and—

Deep contempt.

"Hmph," Marina sneered softly behind them, "and the failed thief." ”

Tails twitched, and pulled an embarrassed smile at Ricky that was worse than crying.

Oh, my God.

Are there any holes in the ground? The kind that can hold a person?

He urgently needs one now.

Fast rope looked at the sky, as if he could pretend that he didn't exist.

"So, Russell," said the hammer, looking at Dean intently, "he's the 'informant' you claim?"

Russell looked at Dean from afar and nodded.

That's when Ricky turned his attention to Dean.

"Wow," Ricky shook his head, "you weren't surprised, Big Dean." ”

Dean raised his cold eyes, glanced at Ricky with fear, and looked at the mercenaries around him.

"I always thought you were turning down our invitations for the sake of a lady," Ricky laughed, "Now I know, it turns out ......"

"It's for another lady. ”

Dean snorted coldly and rubbed his reddened neck.

"You're really beyond my expectations," his gaze swept over Hammer, Ricky, and Russell one by one, "Shadow Shield, Sword of Calamity......"

Dean's gaze lingered on the last man for a particularly long time:

"And King Chaman. ”

Russell coughed nervously, "It's all for Exeter." ”

Dean scoffed.

The tavern was silent.

Tails watched their interaction, anxious.

It's terrible.

The lies he and Fastrope had improvised were exposed by the presence of the Lord, and now, as long as Dean pointed it out......

What to do? What else to do?

"Smack, smack, smack. ”

Ricky clapped his hands.

"Very well, Dean, I'm sure you understand the situation, no matter how you got into the way of the two thieves......"

He looked at Tails and Fast Rope, and his expression turned cold.

"Clean up these two bluffing messes," Ricky waved his hand lightly, and his tone was chilling:

"Let's get back to business. ”

Clean?

Tails and Fastrope chuckled in unison.

They turned their heads in horror to look at the mercenaries around them—their faces slowly turning from surprise to fierceness.

In the next second, Marina and Sonny both snorted coldly, and pulled out their weapons together with the five or six mercenaries around them!

Damn it.

Tails and Fast Rope looked left and right, their faces turned pale, and they subconsciously took a step back, their backs pressed together.

"Enough of the play, boy," Marina's face was cold, and the double swords in her hands turned around:

"It's time for the curtain call. ”

The mercenaries pressed forward with murderous vigour.

The next moment, Tails and Fast Rope only felt their shoulders sink!

"Smack!"

"Wait. A low, steady voice interrupted the mercenaries' aggressive pace.

This time it was Tails' turn, and the two were stunned.

They both rolled their eyes and looked at the man who had stepped between them in disbelief.

"I don't want to fall into their hands," I saw that the bald head Dean, who had just escaped death, was firmly holding their shoulders on both sides, pushing the two away with a solemn expression, and biting out an imperceptible whisper from between his teeth: "Then listen to me." ”

His last sentence did not hide the volume, which was full of hatred and anger:

"You two fucking bastards!"

Tails and Fast Rope were stunned, the former thoughtful, the latter bowing his head in embarrassment.

That's right.

Tails' heart steadied and the thought suddenly cleared: this was still the bet he had made.

The people in this tavern, they're not in the same group!

Even on Exeter's side, King Chaman's people and the people of the Dark Room never bite the strings, they are wary of each other, and they don't trust each other.

Six years ago, the Dark Room was not on King Nune's side.

Six years later, it was even less likely that the Dark Room would be loyal to King Chaman.

And that's his chance!

Thank goodness Ms. Kasan!

At this moment, Tails suddenly missed the Scarlet Witch with a kind tone and a kind smile, who claimed to be loyal to no family or king, only to Exeter, and sincerely thanked her for her persistence and independence.

He even hoped that at this moment, the power of the dark room would be a little bigger, like the secret department.

In the tavern, the mercenaries frowned in unison.

Clay also stood up and pressed his hand on his longsword, "Darklight".

"What's wrong, Dean?" Ricky said coldly, observing the changes in the field, "Something?"

Dean turned around and dragged the two behind him, facing Ricky.

"They're my people," Dean said coldly, in a tone of rejection.

"It's not your turn. ”

Ricky's eyebrows twitched again.

Many people, including the likes of Chi and Russell, once again expressed surprise.

Tails and Fast Rope, on the other hand, endured any trembling, staring at each other, agitation, and other reactions that might reveal themselves, bowing their heads slightly, with a depressed expression.

"Your people?"

As if he had discovered a new world, Ricky looked back and forth at Tails and Fastrope three more times, and laughed, "What, these two clowns are really from the Dark Room?"

Dean reached out and pressed Tails and the fastrope into the chair, and sat down in another chair himself.

"As you can see. ”

"So, it's the housekeeping of the darkroom. He said coldly.

The chisel narrowed his eyes and scanned the three men.

Russell frowned:

"Why, it's all the rage in the darkrooms to put companions in sacks?"

Dean jerked his head up!

"And King Chaman and his Black Sand Collar," he said unceremoniously with sarcasm, looking at Russell, "apparently it is in vogue to put an internal response to Exeter's intelligence agency?"

Russell and Dean's eyes met in the air as if they were slashing blades.

The chisel coughed low and patted Russell.

"So Dean," Ricky's words were still tense and full of suspicion, "you were stabbed in the back by your man?"

Everyone saw that Dean shuddered violently at that moment!

Tails and Fast Rope looked at his back nervously:

The man touched his bald head and slowly turned around.

"Obviously," Dean looked at the two silent princes with hatred, "they are not satisfied with their current position, and do not want to be subordinate to me, so they want to take credit." ”

Tails squeezed out an ugly smile.

"Phew!"

Dean smacked hard, the anger on his face growing unabated: "It's just that they didn't expect that I have a lot of resistance to 'drugs' and a way to get out - isn't it, Saika, and you, fast rope?"

Tails swore that Dean would absolutely genuinely hate them.

But he was grateful for the moment.

"Haha, this is the end of the matter, Dean," Tails imagined the Duke's expression in the Fuxing Palace, pretending to be a secret that had been discovered, and said with a grin, "I don't regret it, if you want to kill or chop, whatever you want." ”

Dean jerks out!

Grab Tails by the collar!

Tails felt a pang in his heart, and the fast rope beside him subconsciously wanted to block it, but he was hit away by Dean's backhand and choked his neck!

The mercenaries were nervous by the sudden scene.

Sonny tore off the shield and took a step, and Marina was about to move forward subconsciously, but Ricky suddenly stretched out his hand and strictly ordered to stay in place.

The people in power in the tavern were all watching this scene coldly at the moment.

I saw Dean tugging at Tails' collar with one hand and choking the neck of the fast rope with the other, his eyes blazing.

Tails' expression was indifferent, as if he looked at death as if he was at home.

Anyway......

It wasn't me who just strangled your neck.

The fast rope with a ghost in his heart looked at Dean in disbelief, like thousands of ants devouring it in his heart.

Dean's expression was terrifying, and his face was distorted, as if the two people in front of him were his mortal enemies.

"You think death is the worst thing?"

He gritted his teeth and said, especially fixing his eyes on the fast rope: "You don't know, there are things in this world that are more terrible than death. ”

Fast rope's eyebrows jumped.

"It was all his idea, Dean, I was forced," Fastrope shuddered and pointed at Tails, who looked like an innocent farmer passing by the battlefield, "You know, Dean, you're pushing him too hard...... And I was forced to ......"

Everyone frowned and looked at the trembling fast rope.

"Shut up, fast rope. ”

Dean, who was in a complicated mood, endured the resentment and hatred in his heart, and said meaningfully: "You coward, the only reason the lady left you in the dark room is that you have a good background - but she certainly didn't expect that a shitty could be so 'ambitious'." ”

Fast Rope's face froze.

He bowed his head half-pretended and half-sincerely, and remained silent.

After a moment, Dean, whose expression was terrifying, seemed to have finally suppressed his anger and desire for revenge, and let go of the two of them in hatred.

"It's not that simple, you two, the fate of traitors ......," he said coldly:

"It's up to Ms. Kassan, and it's up to her to decide. ”

Tails and Fast Rope don't have to perform, they are already in a cold sweat.

But what they are afraid of at the moment is not Dean for a long time.

The tavern was silent, save for the fierce gasps of Dean and the two.

Countless eyes were still locked on them.

"Ha," Russell, who represented King Chaman, sneered in the distance:

"The dark room is really fraternal and united. ”

Dean snorted coldly, not paying attention.

Hearing this, Tails was inexplicably relieved.

Fortunately.

At least......

And they believed.