Chapter 132: The Killer
Although he is very old, he still has a romantic heart. He didn't have a good life when he was young, and he barely founded a small chamber of commerce until he was middle-aged, fortunately he had two good daughters, and even more fortunately, both daughters found good husbands, and with the help of his daughters and sons-in-law, his chamber of commerce became bigger and bigger. Now he doesn't have to go out in person, it's boring, of course he has to find something to do, he has to try all the things that he couldn't enjoy when he was young, people, you can't live a lifetime in vain!
It's a pity that he only has a romantic heart, but he can't let his body follow the romance, and he will unconsciously have snot on the top, and it is even softer than a snot below, which makes Er Langa very painful.
Walking into the bedroom, the two maids obediently helped him to the bed, and Erlanga's hand caressed the maid's buttocks, and the corners of his mouth showed a lewd smile of disrespect for the old man: "Baby, go and get my things." ”
The two maids showed fear in their eyes, in fact, Erlanga doesn't have much physical **, some are just psychological**, the old guy either pressed for a long time, almost crushed people to death and didn't put it in, or just put it in and it was soft like a snot in a blink of an eye, but Erlanga likes to see women struggling, moaning, writhing, crying under him, and these are psychological vents.
As the head of a chamber of commerce, it is still easy to find a way to vent himself, Erlanga has made some soft whips, ropes, crystal-made sticks and other props, he can use the help of props to satisfy himself, but this is a kind of torture for the maids, young women need fire, not cold and pain, not so soft that people can helplessly snot.
However, the status gap is too big, and if anyone makes El Langa angry, maybe the next day, they will disappear, or become the playthings of a group of hungry men, or they will appear under werewolves and bears, holding the hand of death to experience a fiery feeling, so it is their only choice to be obedient and satisfy the old guy.
The two maids glanced at each other and walked out of Ellanga's bedroom with a smile, while Ellanga hummed a little song and waited for romance to come.
After a while, Erlanga felt a man approaching him: "Baby, give me something." Erlanga let out a lewd laugh again, revealing his mutilated teeth, and his smile was very ugly.
With a bang, a bunch of things fell on Erlanga's body, Erlanga opened his eyes angrily, but saw a man in black standing at the head of his bed, and he was just about to shout in shock, when he suddenly felt a cold thing sliding around his neck, and Erlanga closed his mouth very knowingly.
The body is indeed old, and Erlanga finds that he has been frightened and incontinent, and the cold and swishing of the futon makes him feel very uncomfortable, but he doesn't dare to say anything, but grabs the futon and covers himself, so as not to be embarrassed, and he is also thinking nervously in his heart.
Although in recent years he has only done much work for enjoyment, but when he was young, he was also a mercenary who wandered around, and his experience and knowledge were no worse than others. Erlanga knows that when danger comes, it is useless to shout, it must be natural, peaceful, and even smiling!
Thinking that he and a mercenary met a seven-tailed demon fox in the Forest of Death, and the yelling companion was bitten to death by the demon fox in the blink of an eye, and he kept smiling, and talked to the demon fox in the most gentle tone, as for whether the demon fox could understand his words, he didn't know, he only knew that the demon fox didn't hurt him in the end. Since then, Erlanga has learned that when in danger, only composure can save him.
Erlanga coughed lightly, pointed to his neck, and smiled: "Young man, is it a little inappropriate to treat an old man in this way?" Except for the slight trembling of his fingers, Erlanga's movements were impeccable, his smile was very natural, and his voice was very peaceful.
The cold feeling in his neck disappeared, and the man in black withdrew his weapon, but he still did not speak, and his black eyes were calm and cold.
The first step was successful! Erlanga encouraged himself in his heart: "Young man, can you tell me the purpose of your coming here? Of course, if you don't want to say, I can leave it unasked. El Langa was afraid that his question would anger the other party.
"Someone gave me a sum of money to kill you. The man in black made a hoarse voice.
"Are you a killer?" Al Langa hoped in his heart, the other party was a killer, but he didn't kill him for a long time, he should still need to find something from him or from his mouth: "You made a mistake!"
"Oh?"
"There are so many roads to go in the world, with your strength, you have many choices, why do you want to embark on this evil road?" Er Langa knows what kind of people are protecting themselves, and the man in black in front of him can sneak here, his strength is very terrifying! And powerful people naturally have a variety of choices, being a shady killer is by no means the best choice, El Langa hopes to open a gap in this aspect.
"I like it. The hoarse voice said lightly.
"But this is a road of no return! Believe me, sooner or later, you will regret that you have taken this road!" Er Langa's tone was full of vicissitudes, almost like an elder to his own students
Experience: "Money doesn't buy everything, violence doesn't solve it, and this last sentence was heard by Al Langa from a bard who admired his memory, and it was so touching and philosophical!
"Money can't buy everything, but it can buy me. Violence can't solve everything, but it can solve you. The hoarse voice shattered Ellanga's unrealistic fantasies.
A cold sweat broke out on Ellanga's head, he really hated himself for not being a bard, he could discuss with the other party about the philosophy of life, and now he knew that he was running out of words: "Young man, you are too stubborn, in fact, there are many things that can be found out through discussion, someone gave you a sum of money to kill me, how much did he give you?"
"A hundred gold coins. ”
"Huh...... Young man, my life is not so cheap! Well, I'll give you twice as much...... No, five times ...... No, no, how about I'll give you ten times the price to cancel this mission?"
"Oh??" the hoarse voice hesitated, and looked away from Erlanga.
"Young man, this is worth thinking about, if you really kill me, you will become the enemy of the Wind and Thunder Mercenary Group, my daughter and son-in-law will definitely find ways to avenge me! "This is Erlanga's heart, revenge of course to revenge, but this is a matter of the future, first escape this catastrophe and then say, although he is very old, he definitely does not want to die, he has not enjoyed enough life.
"Are you willing to pay a thousand gold coins?"
"Of course!" Erlanga raised his hand, "I swear!"
"Deal. ”
Ellanga was overjoyed and struggled to get up from the bed: "Please come with me." ”
There is a small vault in the bedroom, which is filled with Erlanga's private money, although the entire chamber of commerce is his, but in recent years, his daughter and son-in-law have begun to gradually interfere in finances, which is no wonder to others, only to blame him for being too good at wasting money, so Erlanga built a small treasury for himself in case of emergency.
Standing in front of the small vault, Erlanga hesitated, the small vault contained more than a thousand gold coins, he was worried that the other party would snatch everything away, but unfortunately now there was no other choice, if he didn't hand over the money, the other party would definitely kill him.
There are only more than a hundred gold coins in the small vault, and there is no need for a person of his status to hide the gold coins here, there are two black boxes made of demon crystals, one is the one he just obtained, and the other is the original one, behind the black box, there are several magic scrolls, and on the other side there is a dagger, and there are several small bottles, which contain various kinds of liquids, which are all excellent alchemy potions.
There are not enough gold coins, but how many things do you have to take out to be exactly enough for a thousand gold coins? Erlanga was calculating with a sad face, when his body suddenly tilted, and he was pushed aside by the man in black, who was not polite and took out all the things in the vault.
Seeing that the same treasure was received into the space ring by the other party, Erlanga's heart was bleeding, but a smile appeared on his face: "I'm old, these things don't mean much to me, you can take them all." ”
"Actually, I shouldn't have given you a chance to speak, just kill you, do you know why I let you go?" the hoarse voice said slowly.
"Why?"
"I didn't expect you to have a mid-level magister here, he found out when I came in, but he didn't seem to see me. The man in black had a sarcastic smile in his eyes, "I think it's funny." ”
That Uleman, dare to be so derelict in his duties! Al Langa cursed in his heart, he was really old, and his mind couldn't keep up with the speed of reaction, and he even ignored the subconscious of the other party's words.
"I don't want to be someone else's gunman, be careful yourself. The man in black suddenly stretched out his hand and slashed at Erlanga's neck, and Erlanga slowly fell to the ground.
I don't know how long it took, but the courtyard suddenly sounded Erlanga's angry scolding: "**Your grandmother ......" At this time, Ailanga regained his true character as a mercenary, but he stopped abruptly before he finished shouting.