The clock pointed to 10 o''clock. Lorraine packed up and came to the living room.


    After a while, the door of the other bedroom opened, and Hannah shyly walked out with her huge skirt.


    Lorraine''s eyes lit up at once.


    Haina is Haina, Haina is not Haina.


    Today, she took off the invariable assassin combat suit and the big cloak covered outside, and put on the big swing support symbolizing a lady for the first time in Lorraine''s impression.


    The shawl''s beautiful hair is coiled with a big bow, like emerald eyes, shining on the face.


    Her dress is pure black, with a tight upper body, low chest and sleeveless design. It should be sexy, but it is equipped with a wide lapel and high collar, covering her shoulders, and another bow is dotted on the side of her neck.


    This bow is much smaller than the one on the top of the head. With a long ribbon, it slides over the front chest and covers the attractive gully between the two breasts. It turns a bend in the heart and is fixed with only a shiny brooch and pretended to be a flower decoration.


    Lorraine was particularly familiar with the brooch, because it was the star shaped shell he gave to Haina at the crocodile blood night. I don''t know when he added dexterity and changed it to what it is now.


    With the slim down, the simple and tight upper body corresponds to the wide and gorgeous hem.


    The big skirt is propped up. The fluffy and overlapping skirt has at least five layers, from short to long to the ground. The edges of each layer are sewn with complicated lace, and the layers of through yarn dye the whole skirt with hazy brilliance.


    In the relay of dress and skirt, silk and lace tie the third bow of the whole dress. It corresponds to the bow on the neck side in different directions, and sets the waist of Haina Yingying with a huge beauty.


    Sexy and conservative, pure and charming, a dress can cross two different fields.


    Haina stood there with a red face, her head bowed and her eyes drooped. Her brown skin was delicate and soft. Against the background of her plain black dress, it gave people the illusion of white temporarily.


    Lorraine looked straight and couldn''t help exclaiming.


    "Haina, you have a skirt!"


    Yes!


    The skirt in full bloom like flowers trembled without trace. Haina brushed it from the middle of the second and third skirts. Two red velvet throwing knives flew out of the petals, wiped Lorraine''s face, nailed it to the wall and entered the wall three inches.


    Lorraine was in a cold sweat.


    Just now, when the red light flashed, he almost drew his knife, which showed that Haina was murderous when throwing her Throwing Knife


    "Listen to me." he swallowed hard. "What I just wanted to say is that you put on such a complex skirt alone?"


    Haina seems to believe it.


    She thought for a moment, reached out to the waist of her skirt and clicked, and the whole skirt slipped down, revealing the seven point trousers that were integrated with her coat and tightly wrapped around her thighs.


    The trouser legs were connected with soft leather boots with high barrel and low heels, and the belt was knocked on the outside of her thigh to tighten her two short knives and four red velvet.


    "This is a dress version of the battle suit. Carmen asked Lucie''s tailor to make it. He said I could use it sooner or later, and I''ll always take it with me."


    "Er... Carmen thought really well..."


    Haina nodded seriously: "there is also a set of white ones. Although they look different, they have the same ideas."


    As if she were offering a treasure, she untied the big bow on her waist, with a loud bang like a whip, accompanied by an explanation.


    "Although it looks like a cumbersome thing, it''s woven with a whole rhinoceros tendon. It''s a good sling and can be used as a whip. I wanted to add a hook, but Carmen didn''t agree."


    "Er..." Lorraine''s sweat drips more frequently than when throwing a knife, "Carmen thought really well..."


    "You just said."


    "Believe me, I didn''t say that."


    Ten minutes later, Haina tied the bow again, hung the most gorgeous fake supporting skirt in human history, and carefully inserted the Throwing Knife handed by Lorraine back into the scabbard hidden between the layers of the skirt.


    Lorraine asked, "where''s your shawl? Beautiful lady."


    "In the house."


    So Lorraine came into the house and put on a tassel shawl for Haina very gentlemanly, just covering the asasin tattoo on her big arm.


    "So did Carmen match you with a fan?"


    "No." Haina looked a little depressed. "I wanted to weave a fan with a flying knife, but she refused. It''s strange that her fan bone is also metal..."


    "Er... Carmen thought very carefully."


    "You said it twice."


    "Really, I didn''t say..."


    ……


    The gentleman led the lady downstairs, met Leff, Barto and freemani, and gave Daniel the new letter he wrote last night. There was no need to explain it deliberately. Daniel naturally knew how to deal with it.


    Freemani respectfully led to the front, bowed and said, "Sir, the carriage is ready."


    "Then go. Punctuality is a gentleman''s virtue. Don''t keep major Mara waiting."


    A group of five people came downstairs and walked out of the door. Lorraine saw a group of horses. A man like a bear and different from ordinary people was crowding into Lorraine''s carriage with his head down.


    He bent over and looked back. His eyes glanced at Lorraine and Haina intentionally or unintentionally.


    Lorraine saw the face of an evil beast ship. His eyes were red, his hair was greasy, and his face was covered by his beard.


    His eyes collided with Lorraine, probably with a kind grin, showing his yellow teeth. Because he lacked an upper front tooth, he looked more dirty than dirty.


    "Holaamigo (Hello, friend)," he said.


    "Ledeseounfelizviaje," replied Lorraine.


    The car in front was escorted away by the knights, and Lorraine looked thoughtfully at the smoke floating around the corner.


    "Is this our neighbor?"


    "I came back last night." Barto came to Lorraine''s ear and replied, "four of the twelve people in the line are particularly conspicuous. The beard just now is one of them and the leader."


    "Is there four as conspicuous as him?"


    "Yes, when these people came back, the smell of blood was very strong. It was not like hunting, but like slaughter."


    "Massacre... No wonder I feel like I met a colleague." Lorraine smiled vaguely. "Where''s our carriage? Won''t it be robbed by the kind gentleman?"


    Freemani hurried down and beckoned to the street for Lorraine''s carriage.


    "Sir, do you need me to get some horses? Although San Carlos is dilapidated, there are several rental shops, and there are all kinds of carriages and horses."


    Lorraine thought for a while, but finally shook her head.


    "Let''s go. We have few people, so we don''t have to show off."


    The carriage set off slowly.


    Sitting in the rickety car, Lorraine always cared about her first neighbor.


    Barto said there were three more prominent people like him in their group, and Lorraine saw two.


    One is an Indian coachman, with a similar physique and height to LEV, naked in sleeveless leather armor, with an [x] shape on his back and a huge wheel axe and spear.


    One is the knight escorting nearby, wearing a feathered wide brimmed hat and a traditional Spanish dress with blue background and silver edge, just like the protagonist in the Three Musketeers.


    There were scabbards on the left and right sides of his belt, and the scabbard head exposed the wooden handle with complex patterns. In Lorraine''s impression, such a strange weapon with a scabbard inserted into a gun only has a rarer gun blade than yacharin''s pepper bottle.


    Where''s the third prominent person?


    What on earth do these people do?


    Are they really adventurers? Or, as Lorraine''s intuition suggests, pirates?


    But is there anything worth a pirate landing in San Carlos?


    Think about it carefully. Is there really a treasure worth keeping in this rainforest?


    If not, did they come uninvited like Lorraine or through whose invitation?


    Little San Carlos, the situation suddenly became complicated and confusing, so that Lorraine could not see it any more.


    He suddenly missed Noah''s divination.


    "Sure enough, blindly adjusting the manpower at the request of Party A will only bring trouble. Nelson, you owe me..."