"etc!"
"I have something to tell you!"
Will rushed out of the hotel, looked at the black figure in the distance and shouted loudly, but the black figure ignored Will at all.
Instead, go faster and faster.
In the blink of an eye, it disappeared at the end of the street.
Will sighed weakly.
He didn't go looking for or chasing Qin Ran again.
Although it is not difficult to do such a thing with his ability in Eds, Will knows that even if he finds Kieran, there will be no substantial progress.
Qin Ran's character made the old consultant feel helpless.
Although he had known for a long time that when the witcher appeared, there would be unexpected troubles, but he never thought that such troubles would be more troublesome than he imagined.
With a sigh, the old consultant turned and left.
However, such a scene has fallen into the eyes of many caring people.
They recorded it one by one.
Then, give them to their superiors and bosses.
Cook is one of them.
Cook, smoking a cigar, let the smoke envelope him. He likes the taste of cigars, just as he likes money.
As the largest 'coin and gold changer' in Eds, Cook is undoubtedly one of the most influential figures in the underground world of Eds.
call!
Cook took a deep breath on the cigar, and when the taste in the cigar completely exploded in his mouth, he spit it out completely.
Suddenly, the smell of fermented cherries in the air became stronger.
"Witcher?"
"What do you think?"
Cook, who was sitting in the chair, asked without looking back.
"An annoying fellow."
"Not only is the character annoying, but the way of behavior is even more annoying."
"His presence will affect our plans."
A low voice from the shadows answered.
"Then you are sure to kill him?"
Taking another sip of the cigar, Cook asked while puffing.
"There is a certain certainty."
The person in the shadows answered in the affirmative.
"very good."
"However, don't worry, I am reluctant to let you make a move at this time."
"You still have great use."
"Someone is already preparing to attack this venerable demon hunter. I hope... well, I hope they can die together."
Speaking of Cook, he seemed to have thought of something interesting, and couldn't help grinning. His plump cheeks trembled several times with this smile, and his small eyes almost narrowed into a slit.
The person in the shadow didn't answer any more.
He was well aware of Cook's habits.
If you want to tell him, you will naturally tell him.
If you don't want to tell him, he'd better not ask.
Otherwise, it will only arouse Cook's suspicion.
But in the bottom of my heart, the one in the shadows is still very curious.
Who is preparing to deal with that witcher
You must know that with the strength shown by that demon hunter, it is not so easy to deal with, once you miss... Tsk tsk, Avon Road is the most direct result.
When the man in the shadows thought of Avon Road, Cook thought of it too.
"What do you think about the Bloodborn Kitchen?"
"Who did it?"
Cook asked.
Of course, the people in the shadows understood that what Cook was asking about was the disappearance of blood on Avon Road last night.
This matter was extremely secretive last night, but by this morning, as long as it was a force with a 'good relationship' with those blood families, everyone knew about it.
Which includes them.
Blood descendants, the protection of bloodline continuation is far beyond ordinary people's imagination—at least, on the surface.
They will not be soft when faced with enemies that can be killed.
It's like hunting wild animals.
When the people in the shadows thought of the so-called notification they received this morning, they couldn't help but sneer.
He knew very well what this so-called notification was about.
It was nothing more than the fact that the blood descendants took advantage of the situation to make up for their 'prestige', proving that what happened on Avon Road was just an isolated case.
With his own thoughts, the man in the shadows slowly spoke.
"It can't be that demon hunter. With that method, there is no need to hide it like this."
"It can't be Will either, he's too busy to take care of himself now."
"Most likely..."
"Bloodborn himself!"
"They need events like this to salvage their reputations."
The man in the shadow said in a very affirmative tone.
"Um."
Cook nodded, affirming his assistant's guess. Then, this oversized man suddenly thought of something, he laughed again, and stood up from the chair , approaching the shadow like a polar bear.
Cook, who was standing in front of the shadow, said something in a low voice.
"Yes, my lord."
When Cook's voice fell, the man in the shadows immediately responded.
And, it disappears quickly.
Sensing the disappearance of his right-hand man, Cook slowly walked to the next room where no one was allowed to enter, smoking a cigar.
In this room, there is no luxury and privacy as rumored.
All he has is the map of Edsburgh.
A complete and detailed map with every house number and shop.
Cook stroked the map greedily.
"Soon, soon."
"In no time, everything will be mine."
Cook whispered to himself.
…
The young blood who was in charge of delivering the notice quickly returned to his lair and reported everything to his team leader.
"Master Marquis, that's it."
"They or they both said they didn't do it themselves."
The young bloodborn did not express any opinions of his own.
Although in its view, these are the enemy's cover-ups, it is even more clear that even if it finds something, it needs to be said by the patriarch in front of it.
, the patriarch of the K family, with a ruddy complexion, far less pale than ordinary blood, and his hair is even more different from ordinary blood, with long black hair combed meticulously, tied behind his head in the form of a ponytail, wearing a A pair of gold-rimmed glasses, with only the appearance left, looks like a kind-hearted middle-aged man, if you don't mention the wine glass filled with blood in his hand.
"Oh, I see."
"Go ahead with the plan."
Said lightly.
"Yes, Lord Marquis."
After the young blood-born bowed, he left quickly.
It seemed as if he wanted to savor the blood in the cup, but the next moment, the blood patriarch drank it in one gulp, then threw the cup on the table and walked deep into the lair.
Through a secret passage, he left the lair without anyone noticing, and came to a hidden place not far from the lair.
Boom, boom, boom.
Very politely, Urbes knocked on the door.
The door opened slowly, and Qin Ran walked out from it.
Or more precisely...
Senior evil spirits.
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