Chapter 185 Battle in the Middle Sequence

A secret room at the trade fair.

A thin man suddenly woke up. After he left the dream world, the domain that overlapped with reality also collapsed.

It was also at this moment that Smolin Laier, who had just appeared at the bar, was still sitting where he was.

"Boom!"

The momentary stimulation made Smolin wake up immediately, and his bewildered face made her feel at a loss for what happened in front of her.

But remembering what the other party said in the dream, subconsciously got up immediately.

Smolin planned to directly find Mr. Miro who was still organizing the auction, and regardless of the fact that the auction was still going on, he summed up what happened just now in the most direct and simple language.

A transcendent with good strength sneaked into the conversation meeting and informed the other party's location. This matter deserves their attention.

Mr. Nightmare at the other end didn't plan to go out after he woke up, let alone reveal his location in advance.

The club's chambers are well built and even bombarded with musketry weapons would take a while.

And this period of time was enough for Miro to realize that the power of the hidden person is definitely not weak.

With joint efforts to deal with that person, the confidence is much greater.

Just when this beautiful thought appeared, the strange and fast flow of the cyclone in the air caused him to panic.

The sense of crisis suddenly came.

Something was accelerating invisibly, and he was so nervous that he couldn't breathe, and the air seemed to be sucked dry at this moment.

"caught you."

The cold male voice laughed at him mercilessly. When he was hit by a violent fist, Mr. Nightmare, who was already thin and thin, finally saw the silhouette of the comer.

The air is twisting.

This person didn't know how to hide, and he killed him without anyone noticing.

"boom."

That powerful punch hit the skinny man's face, and Tu Fu, who launched the attack, took advantage of the interruption of the opponent's spell casting.

With a thought, both arms were covered with a steely luster.

"Woo..."

A stream of heat releases a cloud of hot air from the capillaries outward along the skin.

Immediately, Tu Fu's two arms were unsheathed like high-pressure springs, and the exaggerated pulling force was aimed at Mr. Nightmare's chest at the same time. Just listening to the two "bang, bang" punches, a large piece of the man's chest collapsed instantly.

When Mister Nightmare was attacked, he felt as if he was being hit head-on by a steam train.

The body flew back uncontrollably, and hit the wall uncontrollably, but at the beginning of the fight, he was completely at a disadvantage. Hearing the sound of the chest collapsing, he knew that many ribs were broken.

The skinny man was also a ruthless person, he didn't care about his injuries, he gritted his teeth and stared at Tu Fu, as if he was about to use his extraordinary strength again.

After his whole body was smashed against the wall, a large mouthful of blood flowed back from the broken internal organs to the throat, and the red blood splashed everywhere.

I saw Mr. Nightmare's fingers moving slightly, probably because he wanted to drag himself into the dream and create some dream traps to restrain Tu Fu.

But it's probably impossible to defeat this rich bastard who brought countless taboos.

He only begged to use the dream trap to delay the other party for a while, and wait until the companion arrives to say that he might be able to save his life.

"game over."

Tu Fu, who had seen through the dreamer's ability a long time ago, had no time to throw him down within a few meters away, so he raised his finger subconsciously,

He fired a shot at the finger of the skinny man who was about to snap his fingers.

"boom!"

The powerful air bomb, after imitating the sound of the bullet being ejected from the sheath on his mouth, Mr. Nightmare's fingers made a crisp sound of "click".

I don't know if it's broken or broken, I'm afraid it won't be able to threaten in a short time.

"boom!"

And as punishment for this bad guy, Tu Fu also fired an air bomb at his other palm without hesitation, directly breaking the man's two palms.

"adventurer!"

After confirming this routine method, the pale-faced Mr. Nightmare showed disbelief on his face, and his eyes widened.

Until now, his understanding of the whole battle was instantly clear.

Possessing such an extraordinary ability is definitely an adventurer. After using the teleportation ability to cross a solid wall, he caught himself by surprise in advance.

Not to mention a sneak attack, even if he confronts the adventurer of Sequence 7 head-on, he is no match.

It's just that this lost too quickly...

Not reconciled!

Approaching the defeated Transcendent, Tu Fu stared at his defeated opponent.

If he didn't have something to ask, he even wanted to gag the man or pull out his tongue in case he cast some spell or something.

Fortunately, it's just a few tricks of hand-to-hand combat.

Mr. Nightmare, who had opened up the dream for a long time, spent a lot of spirituality.

After some fights, this person can't even use his extraordinary strength at the moment.

Don't think that the winner will be decided if you can't measure it, but Tu Fu spent enough time and patience waiting for this opportunity, and finally tricked him out of the dream.

Let him go step by step.

The battle between the middle ranks is no longer a head-to-head confrontation between you and me.

It depends on who is more patient and who is more despicable and shameless, especially the dreamer path is very weak in resistance, and it is inevitable to be caught and beaten.

"My friend, you don't look well right now."

When Tu Fu sent his greetings, he dragged the other party's collar and dragged it all the way down from the wall, "With all due respect, you don't look like a nice person.

He probably doesn't have the noble character of would rather die than surrender in order to keep a secret.

So I decided to give you a chance, so tell me now, the name and identity of the person who traded with you in the dream, as well as his purpose of action.

I know that he is going to seek help from your companions now, but it may take some time for him to find out what is going on here. This time is enough for me to kill you ten times before escaping.

You can try to deceive me, and I will do it as soon as I find out that your words are wrong. Afterwards, I will also find that person to verify. To be honest, I don't care about the consequences.

It is worth mentioning that I have never been impatient. You still have five seconds to think about it.

Tell me your decision. "

These few words of Tu Fu are capable enough, almost like a person who specializes in interrogation work.

Put the choice in front of him and force the other party to make a choice in the only time.

The skinny man was silent for a short amount of time. This matter was hardly worth considering. He just wanted to delay deliberately to negotiate terms with this man.

After Tufu counted down for five seconds, the god of death who was asking for his life whispered in his ear,

"time up."

Seeing that this person actually raised his hand to beat him to death, Mr. Nightmare instinctively betrayed him loudly:

"I'll tell you all.

His name is Smolin Leah, a man of considerable background, who often wanders among the many forces in Göttinghagen, including the Church of the Seven Gods, the Brotherhood, and organizations like ours.

Wei has always spent money generously and has always been our high-quality customer. We have cooperated many times before.

On this trip, Smolin wants to hire me to kill a noble lady, and wants to frame this matter to others.

I really don't know why they did this. Our rule has always been to do things with money and never ask the employer why the job was done. This is also not in line with the rules. "

Tu Fu nodded seriously, "You said them just now, what do you mean by 'they'?"

"Laier is definitely not acting alone in Göttinghagen. In the past, an ordinary person like him who had too much money to spend, dared to contact extraordinary forces, usually couldn't escape the end of being robbed.

He is still alive and well in these years, and he can accurately avoid danger every time. We guess that the power behind this person is not small. We guess that he has an intelligence network all over the capital.

Either there is an official force protecting this person. According to rumors, he seems to have a deep relationship with someone from the Hill Palace in the central city. "

"Central City?"

Tu Fu was taken aback. He couldn't believe that such an insignificant person would be involved in Central City.

This is not just about the people who live there, but the top dignitaries, and there are only a few of them.

So his expression became more and more unpredictable.

For a moment, Wilhelm II came to mind.

Could it be that His Majesty the King did it? Even if the relationship with the Weimar family is not harmonious, it would be too embarrassing for him to touch a little girl of the Weimar family.

From the perspective of interests, angering the Weimar family is by no means a good thing for the stability of his royal power.

What's more, there is not only His Majesty the King in the palace, but also a group of princes and princesses, as well as queens with different surnames.

Then there are those powerful figures who can call the wind and rain, people with real power and financial power such as the head of the palace and the head of the guard.

While Tu Fu was thinking for a while, there was another commotion outside.

"Asshole, I was cheated."

After Milo, the manager who presided over the auction, was led away by Smolin, he heard the sound of fighting in the secret room, and he finally reacted, and immediately led people to prepare to rescue his companions.

That is to say, when the secret room was about to be opened, there was some movement at the gate of the club, as it had been said in advance, accompanied by a similar movement in the secret room.

Then, there was a "bang, bang" knock on the door of the club.

"Stop."

Milo was startled suddenly, then raised his hand to signal to stop, telling the people at the trade fair not to panic.

It stands to reason that they will arrange some extraordinary guards to wait at the door during trading hours.

Not only to prevent outsiders from making trouble, but also to prevent people from having bad intentions to snatch things inside and ruin the reputation of the conference.

Now that someone is knocking on the door, it can already explain the problem.

Everyone on the scene held their breath tightly, and large beads of sweat dripped from their foreheads. The strange movements before and after made the low-sequence people uncontrollably terrified.

I saw that the door of the club was closed.

A gleaming sword slowly stretched in through the gap in the door from the outside to the inside, and there was still a trace of blood on the cold sharp weapon.

All I could hear was the low wailing of the guards outside the door who fell to the ground who didn't know when they were attacked.

Looking closely at the body of the sword, there is a business card attached to it.

Someone stepped forward with courage, took off the business card and looked at it carefully.

There are only a few simple words above.

"Black Swan, Roman Richard."