Chapter 13: The Cicada, the Praying Mantis, and the Yellow Sparrow
The streets of the Port District of Port Kings are no cleaner and brighter than those of the aristocratic district, and the magic lighting at night is not to be thought of.
There were only a few places where the faint light of the torch was shining, and the rest of the streets were pitch black.
At night, the docks in the port area are a cold haunt, and only rats and people with invisible secrets are still wandering around the corners and alleys.
Old Cherki walked down the alley leading out of the city humming an untoned ditty, and he skillfully avoided the avenue out of the city, for the bastards of the harbor patrol liked to patrol the avenue the most.
He'd been saved by these guys once, but he didn't want to be stopped and looted by these bastards every time he left town.
"The fish of the July Sea and the women of the May Sea are the most abundant......"
Today's meal was the most refreshing Cherky he had in a long time, so he drank a lot more than usual, and when he left the tavern door, he was blown by the sea breeze, and now he was drunk and couldn't walk in a straight line.
Of course, Cherki, who was so drunk, didn't know that not far behind him, in the ubiquitous shadows of the alley, two or three guys in black robes were quietly behind him.
One of these people had followed Cherky when he left the tavern, and the others had only followed Cherky when he turned into the alley.
The three black-robed men used all kinds of debris piled up here and there next to the alley as a cover, and quietly followed behind the old Cherki, but these guys who thought they were very hidden did not know that on the eaves and walls above their heads, four or five invisible killers were playing the role of yellow finch.
At the same time, in the Snake Bay Tavern, Xue Hua pushed three silver sail coins from the bar to the bartender.
"It doesn't take so much, sir." The bartender took two of them, but pushed the last one back.
"Take it, it's a tip for you, and do you have rooms in your tavern? Open me a room. ”
Xue Hua smiled and said indifferently.
Most of his energy was now spent on the shadowworms on the other side who were tracking the stalkers, and he needed to find a quieter place to watch the situation unfold.
Although the old Cherki seemed to have the physique to attract all kinds of strange things, his luck was not bad, and he managed to get out of it every time.
But this time, these black-robed people are obviously coming for him, and if they want to get away with it like before, I'm afraid it's a little difficult.
"Yes, generous sir, you register your name, and then I'll let the guy take you to the guest room upstairs."
The bartender put the coin into his arms with a happy face, today he earned nearly a month's income just by serving Xue Hua, such a good thing can not be touched once in a few years.
So he quickly took out a parchment book and put it in front of Xue Hua with great hospitality, and respectfully handed over the quill full of ink.
Xue Hua took the quill and wrote the name "Charlie Walls" in the register, which was the pseudonym he now used for the clone of the will.
"Greetings, Mr. Walles, please."
After paying the room fee, a tavern attendant led Xue Hua upstairs.
The Snake Bay Tavern also operates a hotel business, but the merchants who come here to discuss business generally go directly to the aristocratic district to find a better hotel to live in, so the hotel business efficiency of the tavern is not very good.
Xue Hua was taken by the attendant to a fairly clean room.
After the attendants retreated, he couldn't wait to put all his energy into the big play that was about to start on the other side.
In the alley at this moment, old Cherki still hadn't noticed the gang behind him.
He threw up once against the wall by the alley, and then hummed a little tune crookedly as he continued toward the city gate.
Behind him, the three black-robed men were getting closer and closer, and these guys were obviously familiar with the cobwebbed anthill-like alleys of King's Harbor, and they seemed to be ready to wait until the farthest point of the avenue to make a move.
"Isha, how's it going? Is there anything abnormal about these three black-robed people? ”
"Juggernaut, according to the monitoring data obtained by the monitoring king insect so far, these three targets all have a psionic level of about 6.2-6.4, and further biological signal monitoring shows that the three targets are all human evil covenanters, but their biological characteristics have subtle abnormal changes, and they may be modified lifeforms, but the specific situation needs further contact and observation."
"The Evil Pacter? Understood, keep watching, and see what they are going to do with old Cherki. ”
Xue Hua nodded, seeing the three black-robed people getting closer and closer to the old man, he knew that these guys were about to start moving!
Sure enough, dozens of seconds later, when Cherki walked to the corner of an alleyway and was about to turn towards the city gate, three black-robed men suddenly appeared and blocked the old man in the corner.
"What people!? You... What do you want to do? Three black shadows suddenly flashed in front of him, and old Cherki was also taken aback.
He reflexively pulled out a short knife hidden at his waist (this is an old habit of sea hunters, no matter what time it is, the knife never leaves his body. He waved in front of the three black-robed men in a bit of a panic.
"I... I don't have any money... It's true! I don't have a copper on me......"
Old Cherky swallowed his spit, thinking that he had run into bandits cutting the path, that the security in the port area was chaotic, and that the patrols were corrupt, and that this kind of thing was played out in the streets behind the docks almost every day.
Cherki, who was very experienced in dealing with these robbers, knew that he must not show weakness at this time, but must show his weapons and make it clear that they will not get half a copper from him.
Most of the time, these robbers are just seeking money, and they usually don't force themselves when they encounter a stabbing idea with a sharp weapon.
The old Cherki's trick has been tried and tested, and over the past few decades, the only ones who have managed to get money from him are the damned port patrol officers.
This time, however, Cherki's trick failed.
Facing the short knife that flashed a little cold light in the dim moonlight, the three black-robed people not only did not hesitate to retreat, but one of them even laughed disdainfully.
"Alright! You goddamn little bastards! Try Lao Tzu's knife!! Cherki knew that this matter might not be good today, so he simply struck first, roared, and stabbed the black-robed man in front of him in the chest with a heart-warming knife.
However, a scene that immediately covered Cherki's forehead with cold sweat happened.
Seeing that in the face of the sharp blade that came directly, the guy in front of him actually stretched out his right hand and grabbed the blade of the short knife without half a moment's hesitation.
Cherky immediately felt like he had stabbed himself into the closed mouth of a giant beast, and the blade felt as if it had been welded into the palm of the guy's hand, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not retract the short knife.
"Uh... You guys... Who the hell are you?! Cherki let go of the handle of the knife in a cold sweat, and pressed his back against the damp wall around the corner.
He was a sea hunter in his early years, and although he is a little weak now, his most basic physical fitness is still there.
Even if ordinary people have a lot of strength, if they want to snatch the knife from him empty-handed, they have to fight for at least a few rounds, where is it like this guy in front of him, his strength is greater than that of the ship-swallowing giant whale!
"Old Cherki, look at you, what has become of you?
Didn't we meet once a while ago? Just when Cherky was covered in cold sweat and didn't know what to do, the black-robed man standing in front of him suddenly turned the short knife in his hand and handed it back to him, and at the same time lifted the hood that covered his head.
In the dim moonlight of the silver light, a face with a huge scar that stretched through the entire face appeared in front of Cherki.
"Are you okay? Old man......"