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Petyr the Littlefinger woke up again, and he felt cold.

I'm already dead?

The two crunching sounds are the sound of metal colliding.

The air was filled with blood, very thick, like the smell of a slaughterhouse.

Before he became the tax collector of Seagull Town, Petyr was forced to make a living and also worked as a slaughterhouse owner. The island of his little finger was destitute, with no inhabitants or taxes.

So he was no stranger to this bloody aura.

This kind of thick bloody gas can only be found in slaughterhouses that have been around for many years.

Petyr opened his eyes, his chest shook as if he had been hit hard, and in front of him, there was a guy with no facial features and a flat human skin face, and the guy heard the voice and looked at Petil, and there seemed to be a faint facial feature under the human skin face.

Two chains ran through the man's skin-faced wrists, locking him to two bloodstained chains. And the guy's clothes were as if they had been pulled out of the grave. All the muscles of the exposed body were rotten black, and there was a disgusting rancid stench, mixed with the bloody gas, which made Petyr's stomach cramp and cramp.

"Awake?" A voice was very gentle and polite, but it was like a huge thunder overhead, which frightened Petyr very much.

A tall, slightly hunchbacked, blue-eyed, crow's feet good-natured old man appeared in front of Petyr's bed. He was dressed in a short-sleeved linen shirt, with a scalpel with a hook in his hand, more white strands on his head than gray hair, and a kind smile on his lips, like a grandfather whom children especially loved and admired.

Petyr's back stiffened, his neck was too hard to turn, and his eyes were straight: "Bachelor Coben!" he heard his voice strange and alarmed.

That's right, this kind and kind old man is the most respected by the head of the Blood Opera Troupe, Wag Hurt, who likes to study necromancy with living people, and Littlefinger has also provided Coben with test products - those disobedient out-of-town women who come to the brothel and fail to bring him the expected benefits, he will be regarded as a loss, and some women with serious losses, he will send some of them to Kobain for experiments.

This old man, with a charitable face and a gentle smile on his lips, was the most cruel guy in the blood troupe except for the head of the troupe, Wag Hurt, and even the pedophile monk Ott, who could cure children's night crying, was under him.

"Sir Petyr, you are afraid, this is not good, you must cooperate with my operation, or you will be miserable. Cobain spoke softly, like a cute old grandfather coaxing a child with fruit candy.

Petyr's hair was tingling, his stomach was cramping, and God knows what this guy was going to do on him. He jerked out his hand and snatched the scalpel from the old man's hand. The old man was quicker than he had imagined, and he dodged away gently, as if he had practiced with him: "Sir Petyr, don't do this, we have precious time. ”

Littlefinger Petyr turned over and got out of bed, but found that he was naked, he had been to this operating room once, and he couldn't stand the rancid stench and bloody suffocation inside, so he stayed away: "Master Coben, save me, I call on you for the friendship of your friend and the gift of the golden dragon." ”

Cobain smiled lovingly: "Sir, you know that I don't love the golden dragon, I only love experiments. ”

"Let me out, and I'll give you ten times as much of the test piece. ”

"I can't do this, our head of the regiment ordered me to peel off your face and transplant a new face to you, I'm thinking about whether to use a dog's face or a cat's face, your face is small, maybe a cat face is more suitable for you, or a woman's face. ”

Changing faces is a unique skill of the King's Landing Stranger Organization.

"I want to see Head Wag Hurt. Petyr shouted, hoping that the voice would be heard by Wag Hurt. He had a good personal relationship with Wag Hurt, and also sponsored the money and real estate of the Blood Theatre Troupe, and also gave a villa to Wag Hurt.

"Sir, Captain Wag Hurt has returned to the arms of the Black Goat God. ”

On the other side of the Narrow Sea, many of the Kohor people believe in the black goat god. Although Wag Hurt has traveled all over the world, he also believes in the black goat god.

Petyr's heart rose in despair, but he was still unwilling, he was a man of wit, but he was seized by fear, his wisdom declined, and his composure disappeared.

"Bachelor, I can give you glory and wealth. I can help you restore the honor of the school, and I can make you win back the Bachelor's Necklace. ”

Cobain shook his head, a smile on his lips that kept on his lips: "Captain Rolger, Lord Fang, please hold Sir Petyr down for the two of you, he won't cooperate with my operation." ”

The door opened, footsteps echoed, and the gorilla and fangs strode through the chained passage to Petyr, and in the midst of Petyr's pleas for mercy, the eagle grabbed Petyr like a chicken, and pressed Petyr to the plank, chaining his hands and feet, and a steel ring around Petyr's neck, so that he could no longer move except breathing.

Petyr's heart and liver were split, feces and urine were coming out, his breathing was short, his pupils were dilated, as if he was about to die from excessive fright, but Bachelor Koben didn't care, the scalpel went down, Petyr could clearly feel that the left side of his face was gently cut from the root of his ear, and strangely, he didn't feel the slightest pain...... He just felt so cold, as if a line of ice had entered his skin......

"I want to see Lord Will, and I'm willing to do anything for him...... "At the last minute, Petyr finally got to the point...... However, his prayers were answered by Coburn's razor-sharp scalpel and his unskilled technique of skinning the skin of a living person without anesthesia...... Then Petyr felt the pain of his skin burning on the fire...... It was as if chili water had been poured into his eyes...... The purgatory-like screams echoed through the basement, but the gaze of Cobain's eyes became kinder......

Near the steel gate, there is a stone house with two layers of courtyard walls, two floors.

Tyrion and his two Lannister squires, four Lannister guards, including four mercenaries, temporarily lived here. Not living in a more comfortable wooden building is for fire prevention. Prevent someone else's arson.

Without any foresight, Cersei found this place with her Lannister Guard.

In the room, the siblings face each other.

"It's been two days, you haven't reported the news, hiding here, and now you're telling me that you've been ambushed?" Cersei had a mocking smile in her eyes, a wine glass in her hand, and a flirtatious and disdainful tone, "So, how did you fight your way out of the encirclement? ”

"Will killed all the people in the Blood Troupe, and for no reason, he let me go. Tyrion stood in front of his sister and looked up at his sister, his adult stature was only as tall as his 8-year-old niece Mysella, so in addition to the reputation of the little devil, he also got the nickname of a half-human, "I know you won't believe it, but it's the truth." ”

"You led someone to kill Will, and then Will let you go in a friendly way when he had the absolute advantage? I suppose he must have kissed your wide forehead. Tell my sister the truth, did he kiss your face or your forehead? I guess the top of the giant's head. ”

"There was no kiss, and his last words were for me and my men to clean up the corpses and gore in the narrow alley. ”

"So you're happy to do it?"

"We can't provoke an investigation by the garrison, it will reach Robert's ears. ”

"I believe you, my own brother, and what about Sir Petyr?"

"I couldn't find him. Tyrion said.

"Oh, you were ambushed, and Will only killed Petyr, and you hid unscathed?"

"That's the way it is, I didn't find Petyr's body, so, maybe Petyr is still alive. ”

"Okay. Cersei poured wine on Tyrion's face and handed the glass to the sommelier beside her, "My own brother, don't say I didn't give you a chance, I think you lied and want to prove your innocence?

Boom!

Hound sword unsheathed.

Tyrion stepped back and stared at the hound, "My dear sister, don't you want to know what I've been doing for the past two days?"

"No, call your Boron out, if he won't fight for you, then, my brother, it's the will of the Seven Gods. ”

"the Seven, I have a plan to kill Will and Robb. Revenge for your Jaime, don't you want to hear about it?"

"Don't mention Jaime to me. Cersei was furious, "Let Jaime go into exile in the Narrow Sea, the most damned thing is you, if it weren't for your own brother, I would have torn you apart and fed you to wild dogs in Winterfell." Hound Dog!"

The hounds are pushing on the little devil.

"Wait a minute, Hound Dog, you don't want to compete with me, do you? Bolon, Bolon!"

Polon quickly appeared.

Cersei smiled, shook her waist slightly, and stepped back.

"Cersei, you really don't want to hear my plan? Jaime is gone, Littlefinger is missing, you need me now! I'm Lannister, in the same boat as you, win and lose. Eddard Stark is going to deal with you if Robert is on Eddard's side...... We are all going to be doomed by the Lannisters......"

"I'd rather see if my dog is more powerful, or if your Captain Boron is more powerful. Cersei's red lips lifted slightly, "Hound Dog." ”

The hound strode towards Bolon.

Bo Long drew his long sword, his footsteps turned left and right, and his wrist threw out a sword flower with extreme dexterity: "Little devil, this is a big man." ”

"You can do it, Bolon. Tyrion retreated to the wall, unaware that he had clenched his fists.

Boron licked his tongue: "Little devil, do you still have money?"

"Yes!"

"You have to add money this time, otherwise Lao Tzu won't do it. He circled the hounds, which stood in the middle of the room, motionless.

"Kill the hound, I will give you as much gold as you want. Tyrion hurriedly spoke.

"In addition to gold, I will ......"

The hound spun suddenly, sword in both hands, and slashed at the dexterous moving Bolon......