"Littlefinger?!" Tyrion said in a questioning tone in the face of what was known.

His green and black eyes stared at Petyr Berish. He wanted Petyr Berish to show discomfort, and his eyes had that ability. Staring, others will feel very uncomfortable.

"Little devil. A faint smile tugged at the corner of Petyr's mouth. He didn't feel any discomfort.

"You're going to poke Will to death with your little finger?" Tyrion laughed.

"I have someone, and I am no worse than your Bolon. Are you going to scare them to death with your dwarf stature?" said Petyr's thin lips softly.

"What about your people?" said Tyrion.

"It's already ready. ”

"Who?"

"Warriors. ”

"The blood drama troupe, the foot hunters, are really a group of warriors. Tyrion spoke sarcastically.

The Blood Theatre Troupe gained notoriety in King's Landing. A group of dishonorable criminals and out-of-town exiles, but because of their outstanding combat ability, they can exceed the task of what they have told their employers (they have caught people and cut off their hands and feet to have fun), so there are not many people who hire blood opera troupes.

"For knives, what is right and wrong. The Warriors are nothing but the best knife to use, right and wrong in the use of the knife. Tyrion, Eddard Stark forced Joffrey away, and now he has raised the butcher's knife against the queen as well, if he accuses the queen of poisoning Jon Arryn, we will have to judge the queen in the Royal Council, if he shows any more perjury, look at your disdain...... You're not trying to help Stark deal with us, you seem to be a righteous dwarf. Little Finger's narrow smile was meaningful.

"It's really Ed who made a move, and it doesn't seem like it can be ...... to kill Will"

"Not really, but wars start with minions on the periphery. War, jade burning. The group of mercenaries you raised for several times the amount of gold you raised, are you just going to use them to see?"

Cersei clasped her hands in the sleeves of her ornate silk robes and looked condescending with pity: "Tyrion, this is a war, and besides, we didn't start it. Eddard Stark pressed closer, and the butcher's knife had been raised against me, now hanging over my head. If you're afraid, go home, go back to the West, quietly, quietly. If only James had been here......"

"I know what war is. - Littlefinger, you already know where Will and the others live?" Tyrion interrupted Cersei. Lannister's blood and surname cannot be shaken off in this life. Even if she doesn't go, Cersei has her own arrangements.

This is also a question that Cersei gave herself to stand in line. Fortunately, Will was not a good man, he was a complete careerist, and burned dozens of loyal Night's Watchmen. He is also constantly developing his power under the banner of God. Tyrion has always felt that Will is an elusive threat to the future.

"Little devil, Will lives in the Dragon Gate. The garrison Dongying is the permanent residence of the men in black who come to King's Landing. ”

"Then let's go to the Dragon Gate. ”

But Will didn't live there. Littlefinger winked imperceptibly at Tyrion's right eye, a playful look on the corner of his mouth, and he said lightly, "Will lives in a low-end tavern in the flea nest, because it's cheap enough." ”

"All his people are there?"

"In general, all in. However, the flea nest is the territory of two of his other death row inmates, Gorilla Rolger and Pitador Fangs. ”

"Are you scared?"

"Hehe, I don't fight them. This time it's you who goes, you take my people and your people with you. My little finger can't kill Will, his black leather is of good quality. But your dwarf size is enough to scare his guts. ”

"You have to come with me. Tyrion said coldly, in an unmistakable tone.

Littlefinger and Cersei looked at each other, and Littlefinger smiled slightly, "Okay, I'll go with you, but you'll have to stand in front of me, Lannister Giant." ”

Littlefinger's flirtatious tone of 'Lannister Giant', combined with his graceful smile, is a seamless combination of comedy and sarcasm.

Immediately, a smile appeared on Cersei's frosty face.

"Jaime is the one who is obsessed with her. Tyrion said to himself, glaring at his sister, "Cersei only needs to laugh to know how charming she is." Jaime was ruined between her smile and her legs. Eddard Stark would be close to knowing the secrets of Robert's three children if he could find out the cause of Jon Arryn's death...... When I'm in Winterfell in the North, I shouldn't have left anything to chance......"

At night, a flea nest where the poor of King's Landing live.

Gorilla Rolger and Dog Fighter Fangs used to mingle in flea nests, and the underground Colosseum was run by Gorilla Rolger, known for its brutality and blood. Pitja Fangs is the ace Beastfighter he trained.

No matter how frightening the gorillas' natural ferocity and fangs' bloody death gas were, Jakun Hegar was always approachable and gentle as they walked beside them, and both the gorillas and fangs consciously and unconsciously distanced themselves from him.

That's exactly what it is now.

Will walked in front, and with Jaquin by his side, the gorilla and fangs were a little more distancing.

The smaller streets with flea nests are not lit by torches at night. The streets were dark, with only a faint light coming out of the homes of the residents.

Despite the King's decree, all the streets of King's Landing must be lit at night to light torches in celebration of the Prime Minister's Tournament, illuminating King's Landing as a city by day. But in the flea nest, this order of the king was discounted.

"It's already the third person. Jia Kun said lightly, "Two of them are the ones who started following us at noon today. Jakun didn't need to look back to know that there were three people trailing behind him.

"This has nothing to do with you, you still owe me two things and three lives. Will said lightly, "You just need to keep your oath and stay with me." ”

Jia Kun smiled slightly: "Lord Will, I can help you solve this trouble, the child squatting in the rotten wooden door in front is also with them." ”

The light of a candle shone through a small dilapidated shack, and a lean child crouched in the doorway playing with mud.

It was a small street that went to the garbage dump and there was no torch to light the street. Beyond the side street, there is a garbage dump with a flea nest, and the smell of rancid smell has become thick in the air.

"The number of people in the back has increased to seven, Lord Will. If you don't ask me, I won't make a move. ”

Will said lightly: "There are already twelve people in the small street ahead, and some have already found daggers, steel spikes, and short knives. ”

Jia Kun's eyes flashed: "Okay, I'll admit it, I only heard the tailgating behind, and now there are two more people, nine people." ”

"The person in front didn't move, there was no sound. It's not surprising that you didn't hear it. ”

Jakun tilted his head and looked at Will with elegant and modest eyes, as if he was admiring an artist of art: "Are you an alien?

Will didn't answer the question: "Jaquin, I won't ask you to do anything about this matter, so you still owe me two things and three lives." ”

Will stopped, and at the corner of the street in front of him, a dozen people appeared, blocking the road. The leader is slender and athletic, and moves like a cat, and it is none other than Tyrion's carefully selected invincible mercenary captain Bollon.

Behind, footsteps sounded chaotically, and more people popped up, caught up, and then lined up, blocking the road.

At the head of the group, the notorious Seven Kingdoms - the famous coin necklace leader of the Blood Opera Troupe, Wag Hurt, who is surrounded by Brother Erte who can heal a child's night cry just by saying his name, Shagvi, a madman with a clown red nose, and Fat Zorro, who wears no armor or leather, holds an Arak scimitar in his hand, and has a bare body with scars all over his shirt.

Will and his party of four were surrounded at the core.

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