Chapter 582 (1/2)
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.