Chapter 388: Initiative III.

Poof!

The hallway outside resounded with the sound of metal blades stabbing into one's body.

Fighting for one's life is really commonplace for those who walk in the shadows.

And, Dean, believing that in the habits of these people, they would handle the outside well—whether it was dripping blood or dead bodies that had lost their breath.

will be the same as not appearing.

At least, with the observation of innkeepers and guests, it is simply difficult to detect.

Acting in secrecy, like fighting for your life, is something imprinted on the soul of these people who walk in the shadows.

Syllable!

The flame on the candlestick beside Dean flickered and made a crisp sound.

Dean sat in his chair, staring at the door without the slightest bias.

The sound of fighting outside had died down.

From the time he found the mark he left behind, to the end of the fight, it was less than a minute.

And in the space of a minute, at least five people lost their lives.

The pungent smell of blood, although it was masked by the powder, could still smell a trace of residue in Dean's nose, and the smell was getting closer and closer.

The door opened silently, and then closed quickly.

A man who also hid himself under a cloak walked in.

“D?”

Deliberately hoarse voice, it is difficult to distinguish between men and women.

"Hmm!"

Dean nodded,

"What's the inside story of the Pirate League?"

The other party asked directly.

"Two thousand Kimptons!"

Dean made an offer.

"I don't know if the news is true or not...... Do you think I'll give you money? ”

The other party sneered, under that hoarse feeling. It makes people feel a tingling sensation in their eardrums more and more.

"If you don't give money. How could I possibly give you news - let alone that. Since you're here, you should understand...... The initiative is in my hands, and we need to follow my rules...... Tsk, that's not a good choice! ”

Dean said slowly, and the person opposite pulled out a dagger.

Looking at the dagger, Dean couldn't help but chuckle.

"Smell the blood on it! More than half of the people outside just now died at your hands, right? ”

Dean asked with a smile.

"Do you want to be next?"

The other party asked coldly.

"No, no. I definitely don't want to be next! I'm only here for Kimpton, and I don't want to lose my life—so don't you think I'm here in the open, foreshadowing something? ”

Dean asked rhetorically with a smile undiminished.

The figure on the opposite side, after a slight hesitation, put away the dagger, but the threat in his tone was still the same.

"You'd better tell the truth, or I'll make you regret it!"

He said.

"As long as you give me Kimpton. Then I'll make you feel like you're getting the best value for your money! ”

Dean replied.

"A thousand Kimptons! Two thousand, that's too much! ”

The other party began to bargain.

"No, no. You don't understand what I mean - two thousand kimptons, no two dollars! ”

Dean waved his hand and smiled in decline.

"Insatiable - here's a thousand kimpton deposits...... I'll send the rest later! ”

The other threw out a bag.

Pulling the string on the bag, Dean saw a dozen gems, and after a slight inspection, Dean smiled: "The condition is good, more than one thousand Kimptons - so, I'll give you a discount: I'll give you one-third of the information, and the remaining two-thirds, I'll wait for the rest of Kimpton to arrive, and then tell you!" ”

"Say it!"

The deal that was already about to leave immediately stopped.

"The so-called pirate alliance is nothing more than a conspiracy - a conspiracy against the Emerald Grand Duke and Nangang County, the person behind the scenes is just using some 'small tricks' to obtain huge profits, and my poor friend is so naïve that he thinks he can handle it, but in the end, he hits himself in!"

Dean said slowly.

"What else?"

The other party asked.

"That's the remaining two-thirds! Bring the rest of Kimpton, and I'll tell you as it is! ”

Dean laughed again.

"Humph!"

The other party let out a cold snort, and then quickly left the room.

However, behind the door, Dean clearly felt that there were two different breaths - it was clear that these two breaths were the same as the one who had left.

"You're here for the message itself? Or are they here to hide the news? ”

Dean narrowed his eyes and thought quietly.

It's not a difficult question to choose.

All you need to do is say the answer and look at the attitude of the other party -- those who choose to leave are naturally inclined to the former, and those who choose to kill people are naturally for the latter.

Perhaps, there are some subtle differences.

However, the probability is more than seventy percent.

And for Dean, don't say it's seven, as long as there is fifty percent, it's enough!

After all, all he needed was to confirm some guesses, not to fully deduce a fact.

As if now, he guessed that the Seymour family had something to do with the Pirate Alliance incident - though it was only a fifty percent possibility.

However, Dean selectively ignored the remaining fifty percent.

Just take it as if it were real.

And, put some other speculation in it—a bold hypothesis, but Dean didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

At the end of the day, he's not demanding the facts, he's just luring the snake out of the hole.

Of course, to be on the safe side, Dean had a backup plan - anyone who came into his place, he would keep them. And then. Asked carefully.

Although this can be a bit of a work. However, Dean didn't mind.

A moment later, outside the door, footsteps sounded again.

Moreover, more than one.

Aside from the two who had been staying behind the door, three were coming back this time.

In addition to the one who left, two more came.

And, very obviously. The latter two have considerable strength - the rank of Great Knight.

"Tsk!"

Dean sat in his chair, smiled a little self-deprecatingly, and then quietly waited for the other to come in.

However, the other party did not enter immediately, but stayed at the staircase, and the two big knights scouted around the entire inn.

The pace of the step-by-step, slow-moving rhythm, Dean couldn't think of any other adjective other than scouting.

About ten minutes or so, the other party walked in again.

"The rest of Kimpton!"

The same bag of gems was tossed.

"You've been away for a bit long!"

Dean examined the gem. He said.

"Do you think a thousand Kimptons are a copper? Hurry up and say the rest of the information, I've given enough Kimpton! ”

The other party asked rhetorically with a sneer. Then, I couldn't wait to urge.

"Seymour United Family!"

Dean said bluntly.

"What do you mean?"

The other party asked.

"I mean, the Seymour family is the Seymour family who did the Pirate Alliance this time - they always like to do it, but this time it seems to be a bit bigger!"

Dean said slowly.

"Oh, thank you so much for the news - can you give me my money back now?"

The other party nodded thoughtfully, and then chuckled.

"Your money?"

Dean looked at the other in surprise.

"Of course, this is my money - and you will be my captive...... Rest assured, I checked, and there was nothing special around: my bold, deceitful Mr. D! The most commendable thing is that your acting skills are really seamless, and I almost got fooled by you - but since you know what happened to Nock, why not be more careful? ”

The other party sneered again and again.

Then the door opened again.

The four people who had been waiting outside walked in slowly, quickly blocking the doors, windows and other places where they could escape.

"You, you're the Seymour family...... No, no, it's someone from the Pirate League? ”

Dean's slightly panicked voice rang out, as if from fear after being exposed.

"What's the matter?"

The hoarse voice of the other party was gone, and the voice of a middle-aged man was restored, and at the same time he took off his hood, and a face with a broad face was revealed, and in the small eyes and the upturned corners of the mouth, there was a strong sense of sarcasm.

"Absolutely! At the very least, I can confirm my guess......"

Dean nodded, and slowly stood up.

"The turtle in the urn, do you still want to pretend to be a ghost? You know, you're going to ......."

The middle-aged man said with disdain, but before he finished speaking, he almost bit his tongue himself.

The four attendants beside him, especially the two retinues of the great knights who had just been transferred, were covered in frost all over their bodies, and the breath of life disappeared without a trace.

"What happened to me? What happened to me? I want to know too! ”

Dean smiled and took the palm placed on the necks of the two big knights, and asked with a smile at the middle-aged man in front of him.

"Who are you?"

The middle-aged man looked at Dean wrapped in a cloak in a daze, and shouted subconsciously.

And after shouting this sentence, the whole person rushed straight to the window on the side.

However, when he was still a few feet away from the window, he was grabbed by a powerful palm, and then the middle-aged man felt a pain in his neck, and then fell into darkness.

PS First Update~

The decadent mother said that the decadent aunt and cousin would come over in a while, and let the decadent and honest stay at home and not go out to hang out......

Decadent said that going out by himself is not to hang out, but to collect wind!

The decadent old mother asked rhetorically, are you picking style? Can you still grow meat?

Decadent was stunned, speechless - collecting wind also needs to be physical, how to walk if you don't eat enough...... (To be continued......)