The attack on Susanna didn't seem to cause any waves. The pedestrians and mercenaries on the street were as usual. Until dusk, a half-new carriage stopped in front of a courtyard in the north corner of the city. Ye Manhua stepped out of the carriage. Got out of it.
Ye's appearance was an order. A dozen nearby figures slowly rose into the air. Hundreds of mercenaries suddenly appeared on the street and quickly surrounded the courtyard. Seven or eight half-elf archers jumped to the surrounding roofs. above, forming a circle, bow and arrow, looking for their target.
Xinpera jumped out of the carriage after Ye, and the last person who appeared was An Fei. An Fei's expression looked very calm, and his eyes fell lazily on the courtyard. There were many ways to express his anger, and he vented it with his teeth and claws. Anger is too superficial, not suitable for his identity or his state of mind. But he must appear here. The person who rescued Julie is very powerful. From the traces left at the scene, it can be inferred that even if the other party is not a peak powerhouse, he is not far away. An Fei cannot take risks, let alone ignore the safety of his subordinates. .
The mercenaries had already smashed open the courtyard door and rushed in. After a while, there was no sound of fighting inside. Ye smiled bitterly and said: "Sir, you guessed it right, they have already evacuated."
"You can't come here in vain, let's go in and have a look." An Fei said lightly.
Just as Ye walked to the courtyard gate, several leading mercenaries walked out. Ye still held some hope in his heart: "Did you find anything?"
"Captain, there is no one inside, and there are very few things." One of the mercenaries replied.
"They don't dare waste time moving things!" Ye felt incomprehensible and strode in. There was a two-story wooden building in the courtyard. There were nine rooms in the building. Ye started from the first room. I searched the last one and even checked the kitchen and storage room. It was indeed what the mercenaries said. There were very few things in the room, and there was no firewood in the kitchen or in the back yard. It seemed that the kitchen here was rarely used, and most of the rooms were empty. There were only two rooms with beds, and as for furniture, there was nothing except a large mirror.
A feeling of powerlessness arose in Ye's heart. The nature of Susanna's attack was much worse than that of Julie's rescue. This was tantamount to a direct challenge to the big league. He held his breath to find out the truth. Susanna had already killed two assassins at that time, and the remaining two were interrogated by Eddie, although they revealed some secrets. But most of the secrets are temporarily incomprehensible. Because they have a unique way and language of addressing each other and recording each other, we can only study it slowly. The only valuable thing is to ask about their destination. If there is no gain here. Then the clues are broken. We can't wait until their next action to pursue them, right
There is nothing surprising for An Fei. In the language of hackers, this is a broiler. When he took over a business in the past, he would always rent several places to stay in the target city with various identities and appearances, just in case. One, although there is a big difference between the two worlds, the nature of the work is the same, what can be thought of over there. You should be able to think of it here, unless there is a huge gap in IQ. If you can get big gains easily, it will prove that the other party has other tricks, because the styles before and after do not match.
"Ye, leave a few people here to guard, and everyone else should withdraw." An Fei said softly.
"Guard? Will they come back?"
"Probably not, but there may be unexpected surprises."
Ye pondered for a moment. Nodding: "Okay."
"Go and find out who the owner of this yard is. But... don't have too much hope. If there are no clues, forget it."
"Forget it?" Ye asked in surprise. He didn't expect that An Fei wouldn't care.
"Yes." An Fei nodded: "I'm going back first. I still have a guest to meet. You can go back later. Well... I have been paying attention to my own safety during this period of time, especially you, Ximpera, You always like to act alone! Change this problem for me."
"Oh..." Ximpera responded hurriedly.
"Sir, what kind of guest can make you take this seriously?" Ye was a little curious. He could tell that An Fei came just to go through the motions, or to prevent accidents from happening.
"You'll know later." An Fei smiled.
In a residential building near the city lord's palace, Hui Wei looked pale and kept walking around, as if waiting for someone. What he was most worried about finally happened. Some time ago, his teacher asked someone to send him a letter, saying that he wanted to talk to An Fei and let him make arrangements. When he first received this letter, he felt like he was struck by lightning. In order not to become a different person in the eyes of others, and to maintain the friendship between everyone, he had to bury the secret forever in his heart, but now the teacher is forcing him to write it himself It was extremely painful for him to slap himself.
He found An Fei many times, but in the end he changed his mind. However, in recent days, he really couldn't support him any longer. The teacher wrote him letters one after another, and his tone became more and more severe. If he said it himself, there was still a point in confessing proactively. Wait until When the teacher came to his door, it was like being exposed in public. He couldn't imagine the consequences.
So he finally approached An Fei. Surprisingly, An Fei was silent for only a moment before agreeing to his request. He didn't even ask who his teacher was. But now as the appointed time approached, he became more and more interested. I became more and more uneasy and even resented the teacher. The teacher once said that he only hoped that he could pass on his knowledge and would never force him to do anything he didn't want to do. Now, does this count as going back on his word? What's more, the things he learned were useless in real life. Instead, he gained a reputation in vain and was hunted down by mysterious figures one after another. Although the teacher gave him several magic tools for self-defense, including the will of the God of War. fragments, but his own strength was very limited, and he finally had to escape into the Warcraft Forest and join a group of orcs.
Just when Huiwei was thinking wildly, An Fei's figure broke into his sight. Huiwei hurriedly greeted him: "An Fei, my teacher...has arrived."
"I know." An Fei nodded: "I can feel his breath." There was an uncomfortable breath flowing in the air. Although it was very weak, An Fei did catch it.
Hui Wei was searching for suitable words to explain the truth, but his face turned even paler when he heard An Fei's words, and he asked with difficulty: "You...you know...who is my teacher?"
"Of course." An Fei saw that Hui Wei's expression was wrong, smiled and patted Hui Wei on the shoulder, and whispered: "Hui Wei, you insist on letting your teacher come to see me instead of letting me see your teacher. , This already makes me very satisfied." An Fei didn't say it clearly, but the meaning is very simple. If the other party comes to see him, the initiative is in his own hands. If he goes to see the other party, then he has to bear the risk. That's him.
"An Fei, you..." Hui Wei didn't know what to say.
"The fact that your teacher risked his life to come here proves that he is sincere enough. Don't worry, we will not have a conflict." An Fei smiled and then strode upstairs.
Hui Wei took a long breath and looked at An Fei's back with grateful eyes. In fact, An Fei was also grateful to Hui Wei. Ever since Thor evaluated the combat effectiveness of Morgan and Darth Vader in person, he had There is a sense of crisis. He does not want to fight against the three great masters of the undead, at least not for the time being. What Hui Wei conveyed is a good opportunity. As long as the other party does not come to harm him, he will not take the initiative to provoke the other party. He is also a family man. , there is someone to care about, and it is a bit too irrational to confront a few old bachelors who have killed countless people and are extremely powerful. If he were not forced to do anything, An Fei would not want to go to that point.
An Fei stood in front of a room door, stretched out his hand and knocked a few times: "Is Mr. Gorman here?"
"Come in, Master An Fei, you are the master here, you are welcome." An old and hoarse voice came from the room.
An Fei opened the door and walked in. Gorman in the room had already stood up and politely extended his hand to give way. This was undoubtedly a goodwill signal. The smile on An Fei's face grew stronger and he looked at it carefully. Looking at Gorman, in terms of appearance alone, Gorman is a very ugly necromancer, just like a layer of human skin piled on a skull. It is piled instead of spread, with a strange look in his eyes. The red light made people shudder. When a woman gets old, her breasts will droop softly, and even the older Gorman's nose drooped, swaying slightly as he spoke.
"Please sit down first." An Feiqian gave way.
Gorman didn't waste much time talking about such a trivial matter. He slowly sat down and the red light in his eyes flashed quickly: "Master An Fei, it seems that you have no scruples at all."
"Concerns? What do you mean..."
"After all, I am a notorious necromancer. Aren't you worried about causing criticism when you come into contact with me?" "I heard Mr. Beeri talking about you. It can be seen that Mr. Beeri treats you very much. Respect, and High Priest Stan. In fact... he and you should be sworn enemies, but he does not dislike you. I learned a lot of truth from them." An Fei smiled and said: "I don't think they will say anything. Yes, as for other people, it’s up to them to say whatever they want, I don’t care.”
"The truth... This is a word full of temptation. A long time ago, I embarked on this road just for it." Gorman's inner world cannot be seen from his expression, but his voice seems very gentle: "But many truths are difficult to admit. Mr. An Fei, how is your acceptance ability?"