"You-" Ticy was really scared.

"Take me to your boss, he doesn't know how to avenge you, right?" The middle-aged man was still low and calm.

"Okay! I hope you won't regret it!" Tichi grinned, with resentment and fear.

Putting down Tichi's hair, the middle-aged man pulled out the knife that was inserted into the innocent man's chest. He looked at the man's eyes, dark, unwilling, strange.

Human eyes are magical. You can see a lot of things from it, even if it is a dead person, the premise is that you can see and understand.

"Are you so cold-blooded?" Tichi's body recovered a little. He shook his feet and asked as he watched the middle-aged man pull back the knife.

"You are the ones who are cold-blooded, not me." The middle-aged man did not look at Tichi with his eyes, but raised his head slightly, because there was a month tonight.

"Go--" Ticchi was a little disdainful, thinking he was defending his murder.

"He is sick, dying, and you let him die faster, and I—" the middle-aged man turned his head to Tic and said, "Help him get rid of it."

"How do you know?" Tichi's words were a little shocked.

The man who was beaten borrowed money from his boss because of his illness. Now he has no money to pay it back. Although he has no money, he has a beautiful daughter who can pay off the debt. The man knew where his daughter was, so he refused to say that they beat and asked.

"The eyes of dead people will not lie." The middle-aged man finally glanced at the eyes of the dead man, shook his head, and said, "Let's go, take me to see your boss, don't think about it."

Tichi didn't dare to think about it all, because the other party's knife stabbed his eyes with a reflection, and he didn't plan to think about it all. He wanted to take revenge, his own, his companion, and he believed that the boss would avenge him.

Bright, luxurious, exquisite, this is a room, a room in a house in the Gatedam district.

If a person who can have such a residence in the district of Gotterdam, his owner must be unusual, and his owner is indeed unusual, because it belongs to Andyn. The most powerful person in the entire district of Gotterdam, but no one knows that he is just a subordinate.

Andyon looked at the person in front of him, in black rough clothes, short swords, middle-aged and down. Such an ordinary person, no matter how he looked at the other party, it seemed that he was not worthy of his meeting.

But he appeared in front of him because this man killed his subordinates, and the other party had a purpose in him and he was somewhat interested.

"You killed me, you made it difficult for me as the boss to explain." Andyon leaned leisurely on the soft sofa, holding a teacup that emitted a strong fragrance, sniffed it lightly, and savored it in small mouths.

If Ticy was here he would shout loudly to kill him for revenge, but he was not here because he was not qualified to enter here.

"Take me to Lao Xiake and have a business." The middle-aged man went straight to his goal, as if he ignored Andyn's investigation at all.

"It seems you know a lot." Andyn put down the teacup, rubbed the huge purple flame crystal gem ring on his thumb, squinted his eyes and smiled at the middle-aged man.

People familiar with Andyn's appearance knew that he wanted to kill, at least the two guards behind him were ready to take action.

"Not much, no more." The middle-aged man said calmly.

"What business?" Andyn asked.

"Royal."

As if he heard some amazing news, Andyn's hand rubbing the ring also trembled unconsciously. Although he quickly returned to his calmness, he knew that the other party did have a deal, a big deal.

"I need to give back to Old Shake and wait."

After saying that, Andyn and his guard left the room without any hesitation.

Not long after, a servant walked in and he brought news.

"The master told me to take you to the man, but only if you blind your eyes."

The middle-aged man did not refuse. He knew that the other party did not want to be exposed. If he wanted to see the other party, he would have to pay a price, a dangerous price.

The eyes were wrapped around by the servant in black cloth for several times, and tied up very tightly, but it was not uncomfortable. I think this servant was used to binding other people's eyes.

I don’t know how long it took, and where I was, when the middle-aged man’s black cloth was untied, he arrived at his destination, but he did not see Lao Xiake, but heard the other party’s voice.

An empty room, dim, clean, and uninhabited.

"I'm Lao Shake."

Suddenly, sound came out in the room, vicissitudes and majesty. There was no one in this room, only him, the scene was terrifying, and the middle-aged man knew that the other party was passing through something in another room.

"I need something." The middle-aged man was very direct and had no extra actions.

"What?"

"Royal intelligence."

"What information."

"The current intelligence."

"What can you give me?"

"What you want."

The conversation in the secret room suddenly came to a standstill. The middle-aged man was very calm. He knew what the other party was thinking.

"Do you know what I want?" Old Xiake's voice suddenly appeared again.

"I know." The middle-aged man said with certainty.

"What is it?" Old Xiake asked quickly.

"The king's life!"

As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, the whole room fell into peace again. I don’t know how long it took, but the door of the room was suddenly opened. It was a servant who tied his eyes.

"The master agreed to your deal, and you will get the information you want in three days."

The middle-aged man who had been tense and calm all the time, heard the other person's words, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised, and he succeeded.

When he returned, the middle-aged man was still tied with his eyes. When he untied it, he found himself in the room where he was talking to Andyon just now. Everything seemed to have nothing happened.

"It seems you've done a deal." Andyn said with his hands crossed and smiled at the other party.

"Yes." The middle-aged man nodded.

"See you in three days."

"goodbye."

The middle-aged man left Andyn's room and walked out of his room. He saw a young man outside looking at him in surprise.

"You're not killed?"

"Why am I killed?" the middle-aged man looked at the other party and asked back.

"But--" Tichi clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and looked at the middle-aged man. He didn't understand why the boss didn't kill him. He obviously killed his subordinates, and he deserved to kill someone.

"Goodbye." The middle-aged man ignored the young man and left straight.

There are many young people like him who don’t understand the thoughts of big shots. Perhaps many years later he will understand that interests are above everything else for some people, but he doesn’t understand now, so he falls into pain.

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