Corpse spots, Jason has seen.
And, more than once.
but!
For the first time, he saw corpse spots on a 'living person'!
According to common sense, this is impossible.
But even the dead body has been 'lived', so what is impossible
Without the slightest panic, Jason just sat quietly in his seat, silently listening to the fat boss with corpse spots appearing in front of him, telling everything about the 'Mosen Circus'.
From the moment when Mo Sen made his fortune with a bag of gold he picked up by accident, to the dwarf in the opponent's atmospheric circus, it seemed that the fat boss in front of him was extremely familiar with Mo Sen.
And the more he described Mo Sen, the more corpse spots on the fat boss's face became.
until…
rot!
Pieces of rotten meat just fell off his face, onto the table, and into the teacup.
The fat boss with most of his rotten face seemed to be feeling thirsty, so he just picked up the tea on the table and drank it down. Naturally, he swallowed the carrion that belonged to him in the teacup.
Instead of swallowing it directly into the stomach, it chewed it a few times before swallowing it.
Then, as if he had discovered an incomparable delicacy, the fat boss tore off a piece of rotten meat from his face, handed it to Jason, and said, "It tastes good, do you want to try it?"
Jason looked at the rotten meat close at hand.
Already he smelled the rot in his nostrils.
but jason was totally indifferent
Not only was there no fluctuation in his heart, but he wanted to laugh a little.
because…
He smells food.
Under the cover of the rancid smell, the smell of the food became more and more obvious.
He just stared at the fat boss.
Then, he unhurriedly took out the 'Winchester Brothers', aimed at the empty place beside him, and pulled the trigger.
boom!
The bullets spewed out from the muzzle of the gun were like stones thrown into the lake. After causing ripples, the scene in front of them instantly shattered!
The fat boss holding the carrion had already fallen asleep on the table.
The busy guys also crawled around and fell asleep there.
After scanning around, Jason looked to the side.
There's a... Cicada!
Cicada, the size of a fist, curled up at the moment, exuding a tempting fragrance.
fried!
When he saw this cicada, the cooking technique immediately appeared in Jason's mind.
What is better than fried cicadas
Naturally with cumin and chili flakes.
However, now is not the time.
Jason restrained his appetite with great willpower, then picked up the unexpected food, slammed it into his pocket, and walked towards the backyard.
There is no gratuitous hate.
There is no love without a reason.
Likewise, there are no 'raids' for no reason.
Everything has a reason.
In the backyard, beside the parked carriage, Peters, the driver, was confronting a man in a gray-black cloak.
"I can't go back."
"My sword will never stab innocent people."
Peters shook his head.
This simple sentence directly stimulated the person in the cloak.
"innocent people?"
"You call those people innocent?"
"Have you forgotten how the 'cat hole' was ruined?"
The man in the cloak roared angrily.
The man grabbed Peters by the collar and shouted louder:
"Need I remind you?"
"Being continuously bombed by more than a hundred cannons for several hours."
"The place we called 'home' just disappeared in front of our eyes. Even Lord 'Black Cat' died in that battle to protect us."
"And you?"
"You bastard who was designated as the heir by Master 'Black Cat', but you have become a coward!"
Speaking of resentment, the man punched Peters in the face.
boom!
Peters fell to the ground.
Then, Peters had no intention of getting up, and just lay flat on the ground, as if he would never fight back.
"stand up!"
"coward!"
"Draw out your sword, I will fight you!"
"I want to get back the title of 'Black Cat'!"
The man drew his dagger.
But Peters was the same as before.
This made the man's anger reach a limit, and the dagger in his hand pierced Peters' throat.
Fast and hard.
But just when the tip of the sword touched Peters' throat, the dagger stopped.
The man held his sword and stared at Peters with his eyes hidden under the hood.
Looking at Peters with a calm face, the man's anger reached the extreme, and he was about to stab the dagger in his hand to the side, but at this moment, he seemed to have noticed something.
just,
His 'bug', out of touch.
Subconsciously, the man looked in the direction of the front hall.
A tall, strong figure appeared in his eyes.
Step, step.
Looking at the unhurried pace, the man who had already been extremely angry found a better object to vent in an instant.
Whoosh!
Like a cat, the man flipped over lightly and came to Jason's back. The dagger in his hand pierced Jason's vest.
"stop!"
Peters, who had been calm just now, stood up and roared.
And that doesn't do anything at all.
On the contrary, after the man heard Peters' words, the short sword in his hand became faster.
Ignoring the dagger stabbing at his vest, Jason drew out the machete with a wide blade and a short handle, and turned around with a single blow.
The man with the short sword deftly dodged Jason's knife by turning over, and then stabbed Jason's vest with another sword.
Jason
Still the same.
Under the premise of having enough food, Jason would not choose the second fighting method in the face of such a dexterous and faster opponent.
The man with the short sword rolled over again deftly.
However, this time, the man with the short sword did not attack Jason again.
Instead, after pulling a certain distance away, he looked at Jason with suspicious eyes.
Tall and strong.
Do not die.
That's right!
Definitely is…
"'Bear Tower'!"
"I didn't expect someone from the 'Bear Tower' to survive."
"Peters..."
"Is this your plan?"
The man with the short sword said with certainty.
plan
What are my plans
I do not know how
Peters froze.
But before Peters could speak, the man with the short sword spoke again: "I admit that we have chosen different paths, but I don't think your choice is better than mine. I will go on according to my choice. And you? The title of 'Black Cat' will stay with you for the time being, I won't recognize you!"
Then, the man with the dagger looked at Jason.
"Sorry, Bear Tower warrior!"
"I apologize for my recklessness!"
"I hope that when we meet next time, we can drink and talk happily, and 'Xiao Chong' will be regarded as compensation."
After finishing speaking, the man with the dagger jumped onto the big tree in the courtyard out of thin air, and after three or five leaps, he disappeared completely.
Jason was left frowning.
'Bear Tower'!
He heard the term again.
"he… "
"Is there something wrong with your brain?"
After a moment of silence, Jason asked.
"No."
"He's just young and loves to think too much."
Peters shook his head.
Then, the two fell into silence.
Neither Jason nor Peters are talkative people.
After a minute or two, Peters thought he should say something.
But just when Peters was about to speak, Jason twitched his nostrils.
Peters froze.
next moment!
A thin voice came to Peters' ears.
Immediately, the face of the coachman, who was hiding his identity, changed drastically.