Suleman glanced at the white western-style building in front of him, but he didn't rush forward.
Instead, he came to the alley next door, made sure that no one was around, took out the mask from his arms, put it on, and took off one of his coats to hide. He only wore a common high-end vest and a white linen shirt inside. , Then, Suleman walked towards the white western-style building.
This time, Suleman did not step forward to enter the main hall gate, but walked around to the side and rear of the white western-style building.
There is a small door here, which is usually used as a side door. At this moment, Suleman came to the side door and knocked lightly on the door.
Tuk tuk.
He knocked very rhythmically, three long and six short. After more than ten seconds of knocking, the side door was gently opened, and a pair of eyes full of scrutiny and vigilance were revealed behind the door. Hidden in the shadows, he looked at Su in front of him. Elman.
"What wine do you want to buy?"
"A red wedding, no cocktails."
Suleman reported the secret signal truthfully. The red wedding is a typical red wine, which meets the requirements of the "man in gray robe" published in the newspaper. The last sentence, no cocktails, avoids the possibility of a car crash.
The person behind the door inspected him vigilantly, and stayed on the mask covering his face for a few seconds. The next moment, he took the initiative to step aside.
"Come in, please, pay attention to the rules."
Suleman answered the door, only to find that the figure behind the door was an old man with mottled hair, cloudy eyes, typical age spots on his skin, and he seemed to be approaching the limit of age.
"The entrance is at the old place, so there is no need to verify it a second time." The old man with mottled hair reminded him again.
Suleman nodded slightly, and went to the second floor under the gaze of the other party, and then passed the bathroom on the top of the second floor.
Sure enough, the wall in the bathroom has been opened, and there is no need for another automatic signal. It seems that the 'Golden Song' trusts the old man who guards the gate, and believes that the verification of the other party alone can ensure the 'party members'. identity.
The guarantee here does not refer to the real identity, and the old man is not that capable, but just to ensure the normality of the secret gathering, so that ordinary passers-by will not be mistaken into it.
Walking down the steps of the bathroom, approaching the ground step by step, with a strong smell of wine, it gradually penetrated the holes in the mask and penetrated into the nasal cavity, making Suleman feel his nose a little sore, itchy, and wanted to take a nap. The feeling of sneezing. He never liked drinking.
There is a faint yellow halo ahead, pouring from the field of vision, and receding a little bit along with the light horizon.
Suleman saw the familiar large round table, and the chairs surrounding the round table with an interval of seven or eight meters.
Surprisingly, there were a lot of people sitting on these chairs, and there were not too many empty chairs left for Suleman.
It seems very lively! Surman glanced around and found a few 'familiar masks' from the previous party, as well as a few unfamiliar masked people that he couldn't recognize. After all, he only participated in the 'Golden Song' once, and not all the members attended the last party.
However, in terms of 'occupancy rate', the number of members of this party is particularly astonishing. It seems that everyone is a little depressed by the changes during this period of time. Once the news of the reconvention of the party will be published in the newspaper.
Immediately, like sharks smelling fishy, they gathered one after another.
"Night Crow, welcome back."
At the top, the gray-robed man greeted him. On the one hand, it was to show the enthusiasm of the party host, and on the other hand, it was also a disguised form to introduce this new member to other old people.
Hearing what the gray-robed man said, there were indeed some strange masked men who looked over, but they quickly looked away.
It is very common for newcomers to join, and there is nothing unusual about it. Everyone just glanced at it, just remembering a name, and no one took Su Erman to heart. The party fell into silence, and time passed slowly.
During this period, party members came one after another, and before you knew it, the chairs were almost 80% full.
This group of extraordinary people is not a peaceful master. Due to the increase in number and the fact that they know each other, of course it is limited to the level of understanding on the 'mask', but they can also say a few words. Gradually, the gathering There was a rustling sound in the field.
suddenly,
At the place close to the entrance, everyone was dumbfounded for an instant.
Like dominoes, this effect spread out, and the audience was suddenly dumbfounded. This gave Suerman an inexplicable feeling, like in middle and high school, the head teacher suddenly came out from the back door of the classroom like a ghost. . He followed everyone's gaze.
All I saw was a graceful figure in black gauze at the entrance of the underground, approaching gracefully, but what attracted everyone was not her rather proud figure, but the black gauze on the opponent's face and the butterfly-like half-mask ornament.
"Hei Die, welcome back."
The gray-robed man took the initiative to stand up to greet the other party. This action itself represented a meaning.
He regards Black Butterfly as an existence of equal strength and gives him full respect.
Of course, the most important thing is that the gray-robed man, as a core member of the Qisheng Association, vaguely guessed that the news channel of the Qisheng president may be related to Ms. Hei Die, so his attitude towards Ms. Hei Die immediately rose several times. steps.
Not only the gray-robed people, but other members of the party also had a similar attitude. They had already secretly guessed that Ms. Heidi was a strong person who had stepped into the second level. An unreachable realm.
As wild transcendents, they have no inheritance system and no reasonable training plan, which means that they cannot master skills (skill levels), develop talents in depth, and even sub-professions cannot be opened. Both paths are blocked. How are they promoted? Therefore, their attitude towards Ms. Heidi is both envious and somewhat in awe.
"Um."
Ms. Hei Die responded lightly, feeling a little perfunctory, her dark eyes swept across the audience lightly, suddenly, her gaze was fixed on a certain place, the corners of her mouth raised, and she was actually walking towards that place go.
"Ye Ya, it seems that you are safe and well." Ms. Hei Die took the initiative to say hello.
I'm an official, of course I'm fine. Suleman thought silently in his heart, but on the surface he remained indifferent and nodded normally: "It's good luck that I didn't meet the pilgrims."
Although, Ms. Heidi is very likely to resell his news to the direct descendant of Stuart for the second time, and even, she herself is a member of Stuart, these are all possibilities.
Due to uncertainty, Suleman can only observe slowly, and it is best to make a fool of himself with the other party first.
"I think your luck will definitely not be bad."
Ms. Heidi made a joke. For some reason, her eyes stayed on Suleman, and she looked at it carefully, as if admiring a piece of peerless jade. Tough guy.
This scene fell in the eyes of the other members, and they were all quiet for an instant, feeling incredible.
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(end of this chapter)