When Powell came up with the idea of ​​‘exquisite’ and planned to implement it, Adrian was making similar plans on the other side. The latter's planning was obviously more rigorous and more organized.

In the furniture store as a safe house, Adrian spread out the map from Banshee Castle to Hanfeng City. This is a map repeatedly surveyed and mapped by the caravans and intelligence personnel in the Hanfeng City over the past year. Many villages and roads that have never been marked in the past appeared.

"According to the lord's order, we must publicly execute Baron Bishop and shock the enemy with a sensational pattern. I originally wanted to mobilize the hunting team to assassinate, but the lord said there was an easier way."

Adrian is the task leader. According to the principle of Hanfeng City's responsibility system, even if Mondino and Old Bank have higher status than him, they have to listen to him when they are assigned.

"His Excellency Hugo said that the Alchemy Laboratory produced an explosive. It is a mixture of some kind of magic potion and diatomaceous earth, and after the explosion, it also produces a highly toxic and corrosive gas.

But unfortunately, this explosive is less powerful and must have enough amount to achieve the desired destructive effect. So the lord sent someone to secretly transport it to me later.

But now that the Buqi family blocked the border, they not only collected huge tariffs, but also sent wizards to inspect the transported goods. The explosives had strong magic fluctuations and could not deceive the wizards.

Transporting a whole cart of carts from the field is very troublesome, and it is difficult to enter the Banshee Castle, we have to take the help of the road, so I thought of the corpse collector.”

Adrian's idea is similar to Powell, and he uses the special identity of the corpse collector. As for the two chiefs sent to assist...

"Bisop is quite cunning and has many guards around him. There are many masters in Banshee Castle. It is difficult for me to act publicly, so I cannot control the target's trajectory.

So Master Bank needs to make certain predictions to help me determine Bishop's daily activities. In addition, there may be accidents during the action, and Master Mondino's assistance is also needed."

The two chiefs had no objection to this and nodded slightly. Only the black cat squatting by the table let out a "meow" sound, saying that he had no task yet.

A level ten alchemy beast assassin, even if she was her own, made everyone present feel scared to the heart.

Hugo's strength has improved very quickly. He is not alone in every upgrade, and all the maids have been promoted and strengthened, and the mechanical dragon is no exception.

In the eyes of others, Hugo and his personal maid could be rampant in the north. Therefore, like Old Bank, he obeyed and did not dare to do anything wrong.

Adrian wasn't good at arbitrarily assigned the black cat. He spread his hands and said, "Meow, you can do whatever you want. Just walk around the city, don't get into trouble."

The black cat "meowed" again, recognized the arrangement, and rushed out of the furniture store, disappearing without a trace.

On the other side, Powell felt that he had already dealt with the corpse collector, so he came back to meet with Johnson.

The illusionist cheered to his companions in an ecstatic tone: "It's so unbelievable. It turns out that many people have the same idea as us."

‘Many people’ added ‘same idea’, and Powell instantly felt something was wrong.

But Johnson continued to say ignorantly: "I found more than ten wizards in the afternoon, and everyone expressed their willingness to cooperate. I easily raised 150,000 gold coins."

When Powell heard about the funds of 150,000 gold coins, he felt better. He asked, "Where is the money?"

"Of course I won't leave it to me now, and we can only get the money when we set off." Johnson shrugged, "In addition, there is a little trouble."

Judging from Johnson's expression, Powell felt that he must have been in big trouble.

"Those wizards were not very relieved to hand over the money to us, and they decided to do the deal together." Johnson rubbed his hands, with a somewhat embarrassed expression, as if he was considering whether the next words would cause a blow?

Powell also frowned, waited for a while and didn't wait until the following article, so he could only ask Dudu, who was squatting above Johnson's head, "Have your master agreed to join the others?"

Dudu didn't answer directly. He tapped Johnson's head with his paws and said in a regretful tone: "Look, I just said you are being smart. If you bring so many people into the group, how can you share the money afterwards?"

Johnson hummed and didn't dare to refute his magic pet.

Dudu said to Powell again: "Not only did my master pull more than a dozen wizards into the gang, he also told you about the 'corpse collector'."

Johnson quickly interrupted, "I'm trying to increase persuasion, otherwise how could someone else hand over more than 100,000 gold coins to us? Anyway, the profit is so big, we only need to earn a little."

Have you said it?

Still want to make money?

Powell was furious and angry and didn't know how to scold him. He stared at his companion blankly for a long time without saying anything, and finally he could only shout:

"Johnson, I always thought you were a fool. But your ability to be stupid is beyond my imagination.

If you tell others all your trump cards, how can we make money? Can’t others do it yourself? Why do we make money?

You still have the face to come back and seem to make great contributions. I am really fed up with you and this stupid bird. Goodbye, I don’t want to cooperate with you anymore.”

Powell was crazy and his passion for wealth became even colder than the north wind. He turned around and left the hotel room where they rented, pushed the door open and left without looking back.

Just waiting for the people to disappear, Dudu muttered in Johnson's ear: "Master, you have missed a detail. Don't you plan to make it clear?"

Johnson said, "Wait a minute. If you say something to your face, Powell will definitely want to beat me to death. It's not too late to say it when he comes back."

One person and one bird were waiting in the room, and Powell had just come down from the second floor of the hotel and was about to leave the gate. But before he could reach the door, a wizard in a robe came in outside the door.

The other party brought two apprentices and raised his hand enthusiastically as soon as he saw Powell, "Ah..., isn't this our dear 'Mr. We are so happy to see you."

What...Mr. Fortune?

Powell didn't know the other party. However, the wizard who entered the door came forward to talk very well, praising him for his courage and courage, and expressed his trust in him very much and willingness to cooperate.

Powell didn't understand at all. He was full of anger but could not be rude to the wizard, so he could only answer a few words with a "hehehe".

After chatting for less than two minutes, the carriage rumbled outside the hotel gate, and the entrance turned into the entrance of the vegetable market, and many people came in one after another.

They were either wizards, nobles, great merchants, and even the fallen nations of the Principality of Os.

These people have different backgrounds and identities, but they are no exception. They greet Powell like old friends, and gather around to praise his wisdom and courage loudly.

The more others praised him, the more frightened Powell was. He vaguely realized that the situation was out of control, and it must be Johnson, the bastard, who pushed him into the fire pit behind his back.

At this time, the staircase entrance on the second floor of the hotel.

Dudu grabbed the floor and hung it upside down, revealing half of his head, and just saw Powell surrounded by the hotel lobby. It said to Johnson, who was hiding behind the stairs:

"Master, Powell can't get out of here, you've been cheated by you. He will definitely not be able to make any moves to kill you, but it's hard to say in the future."
Chapter completed!