The old church area is like the gutter lane of eboden, the slum of Golovin and the lower urban area of red blood castle. There are also gangsters gathering places such as thieves, robbers and thugs, just as there will be mouse nests in any beautiful house.
Sewage flows on the ground like a stream. The ground turns into black mud under the traces of footprints and wheels, splashes everywhere, and sticks to the dilapidated doors and windows and muddy walls nearby.
Just slipped out of the back door of the governor''s house, Cortes, with a gloomy face, came straight here after passing through the city gate of red blood castle. He was familiar with turning and stopping in the narrow alley in the old church area, and didn''t care about the smelly dirty water under his feet.
Messy, wet hair like a wild dog''s mane hung on his forehead, his coat and trousers were washed white, and a dagger was hidden in his trouser legs and coat sleeves; Under his gloomy cheeks were a pair of straight eyes and two tiger teeth like dogs, but his necked appearance was more like a poisonous snake hiding in a cave.
The doors of the pubs on both sides of the road were open, and there was a constant noise of men and women, as well as the smell of inferior ale and sour wine; Cortes didn''t mean to stop at all. He hunched his head forward and walked forward with his hands in his pockets.
At the corner of the familiar house, Cortes suddenly stopped and frowned at the guy standing in the alley playing with a dagger - this is the only way to his nest, and no fool nearby dares to block people here.
"Who are you?" Cortes asked in a good voice, although he frowned and annoyed.
The other party''s dress and the silver shiny dagger in his hand remind him that he is a rich man - and his experience reminds him not to provoke the rich.
"Me? I''ve been waiting for you for a long time." when his right hand turned over, the black haired wizard at the corner of his mouth glanced and smiled, looking at the depressed and somewhat obscene middle-aged man in front of him:
"The notorious gang leader, the number one scum in the old church area, relies on the little beggars to collect intelligence, extort money from shops and material merchants, or collude with the patrol to plant foreign merchants with contraband. Recently, I heard that he also took refuge in governor Byrne''s house and became Lord Gaspar''s Lackey... ''gutter rat'' Cortes, I remember correctly?"
Lauren turned with his hands on his back. Cortes stepped back alertly and looked at the dark haired wizard from head to foot:
"What do you want to do?"
"Nothing, just suddenly want to talk to you and talk about a business with you."
"What business?" as he dealt with it, Cortes carried his right hand behind him, and his left hand grasped the dagger hidden in his sleeve.
"Time is pressing, so I''ll make a long story short." Lauren, who pretended not to see, shrugged and put a formulaic smile on his mouth: "I want you to betray governor Byrne''s house and take refuge in the Turin family. How about the price."
"Wait, why do you say I took refuge in governor Byrne''s house?"
"Why, do you still think it''s a secret?"
The expression of the black haired wizard was very impatient. Cortes was stunned for a moment when he saw the color of Loren''s hair and eyes:
"Loren Turin... You are the ''that'' Loren Turin -!"
His trembling voice was filled with uncontrollable excitement... This is the man named by the governor to kill. Unexpectedly, he came to the door! If I could catch it alive... Or send my head to the governor''s house, wouldn''t it be
"All right, all right, don''t get excited." Lauren became more and more impatient and waved to her: "do you agree? If you don''t agree, would you please kill yourself in situ? Sorry, I''m in a hurry now."
"Yo... Master wizard, do you still think you can get out of here with a swagger?"
Cortez''s expression was steep and ferocious, his greedy eyes stared at the black haired wizard''s every move, and two daggers flew up and down in his hands.
In his eyes, Loren Turin in front of him has almost become a walking Wallet - this is mine. No one wants to rob me!
Lauren smiled and put his hands on his shoulders: "so... Do you disagree?"
"You die!"
Cortez held the sharp blade in his left hand, and the moment he rushed over, the dagger in his right hand had stabbed the black haired wizard''s face in the front line - this was to seal the action. As long as Loren dared to step back, he could cut his throat with a knife.
If he can be a gangster in the old church area, his "gutter rat" Cortes is also a cruel role in this area!
"Dang --!"
The stabbed dagger failed, which was not beyond his expectation, but somehow there was no figure of the other party in front of him; While Cortes was still in a daze, a hand suddenly "snapped!" pressed on his shoulder.
Cold sweat like rain!
This guy... When did he run behind me?!
As soon as Cortes wanted to fight back, he waved his right hand behind him and was clamped by the black haired wizard; Loren, who pinched his wrist, kicked him on the back and gave him a sudden twist with the help of the force they separated.
"Ah ah --!"
The crisp sound of carpal fracture was covered by screams; The expressionless Loren raised his eyebrows: "the negotiation failed... It seems that he can only kill you."
While talking, the black haired wizard walked slowly and collapsed in the sewage ditch, covering his right hand and screaming "gutter rat".
The sound of splashing footsteps came. Finally realizing the gap between the two sides, Cortes was terrified. He fought his life before he got up, waved a dagger with his left hand and turned to run.
"No escape."
Casually poke away the dagger stabbed by the other party, then lift the other party''s chin with his right hand, step sideways, raise his left arm at the same time, and point his elbow at Cortes''s chest.
"Bang --!"
Cortes, who had no time to scream, fell directly into the muddy alley - just this time, as long as he changed into a dagger, the gang leader in front of him was already a dead man.
"Do you know why I didn''t kill you... Because I have to let you understand what''s going on before I die - after all, I have no grievances with you. I''m a little embarrassed to kill you directly."
Cortes, who was pressed to the ground, was still struggling desperately, looking at each other''s indifferent expression in horror... By the way, this is the old church area, as long as I shout
"Don''t dream, no one will come out even if you shout your throat... Do you think they will be grateful to the ''boss'' who beats them all day, forces them to beg for food, steals and suffers from cold and hunger?"
Cortes felt a chill... This guy, how can he even do such things
"How can I even know such a thing? Of course, it''s because someone told me... Otherwise, why do you think I would know the exact time you came back?"
"Why do I dare to wait for you here alone, but no one comes to pick on me?"
"Why is there not even one person to remind you of the long road from governor Byrne''s house to the old church district?"
While talking, the black haired wizard blocked the stones that Cortes vomited from his mouth. The muddy gang leader was still struggling with his life, but he was pressed to the ground. Loren''s right hand pressed his chin, and even the "street means" of opening his mouth to bite was useless.
"Guess, I can give you a little hint." with a slight smile, Loren had pressed Cortes''s right shoulder; The frightened "gutter mouse" had noticed something and struggled desperately.
"Remember... Who did you ask to sneak in and tell me the evidence about the Vampire... Remember where he went later?"
The voice fell, and the dying gang leader was suddenly stunned. The next second, his cheeks were ferocious and his eyes were about to crack:
"That smelly kid dares to betray me!!!!!"
"Correct answer!"
The right hand stuck in the throat stretched down and then exerted a sudden force.
"Click!"
With the crisp sound of fragmentation, Cortes''s head tilted down.
He threw each other''s body on the ground, and the expressionless Loren took out a small notepad from his clothes pocket - which Charlotte had got - and stained it with some blood from Cortes''s mouth and crossed out a name on it.
"Alas... There are so many more."
With a tired sigh, Loren, who put away his Notepad, turned and walked slowly to the alley exit.