Chapter 124 Promise

In the evening, Xifa disguised himself as a 'Duke' and came to his rented house with a large suitcase.

He opened the door and entered the house, checked the simple mechanism that was arranged before leaving last time, and found no trace of being touched, it seems that the law and order in this block is not bad.

Xifa lit up the lights in the house, trying to create a sense of life so as not to arouse suspicion.

He came to the bedroom with the big suitcase, opened the closet, and put all the clothes he bought in the suitcase one by one.

Just in case, he chose cheap clothes, and after filling the closet with these things, the house finally had some people.

Xifa deliberately took out some home clothes and threw them on the bed, which fits the personality of a bachelor. He also plans to hire a domestic helper to clean up once a week to keep the safe house from getting dusty.

Before leaving, Xifa bought a bouquet of flowers from a nearby flower shop and put them in a vase in the living room. Finally, without turning off the lights, he left through the back alley of the house.

Elk Bar.

Walking into the club hall, Xifa saw the three Grizzlies at a glance, and Naifei even stood up, waving his arms and shouting energetically.

"Boss Duke, this way."

Cifer had changed to a mask tonight, which covered only the nose and above, leaving the mouth and a camouflage mustache.

In this way, when facing the enemy, his provocation is not limited to words, even a smile can make the opponent lose his mind.

Moreover, Xifa also designed a custom action for himself to strengthen the character of "Duke".

Just like now, when he heard Nefei's yell, he smiled reservedly, stroked his beard lightly with his hand, and walked over.

As soon as he was seated, Mole took out a small wooden box, opened it, and there were ten money bags in it.

"This is?"

Sifa looked at the short, thin man with big front teeth.

Mole chuckled: "Boss Duke, I sold those jewels for a total of 1,200 pounds. Here is the receipt."

He produced a receipt and handed it to Sifa to show that he had not enriched himself.

Xifa didn't look at it, and just threw it aside, expressing his trust in the mole.

Mole's eyes flickered, and he continued: "Together with the original 300 pounds of gold coins, I have combined the money into ten parts, 150 pounds each."

It turned out to be 'dividing the spoils'.

Xifa nodded: "Then according to our previous agreement, I will take four shares, and you will share the rest."

He unceremoniously took out four money bags from the box, which felt a little heavy, and there was the sound of gold coins colliding. Xifa was a little surprised: "You exchanged them all for gold coins?"

Grizzly laughed: "It's convenient to carry banknotes, but gold coins are more attractive, especially when they jingle, it's the most beautiful sound in the world."

Xifa chuckled, took out three envelopes from his pocket, and handed them to them respectively: "This is the reward for action, so I won't give you any extra reward."

Naifei took the envelope, picked up two more money bags, and her eyes turned red: "This is the first time I've made so much money since I came to Loen."

"Of course, the boss gave a lot last time."

"Just two assignments, I earned 700 pounds. I can finally rent a house for myself and eat white bread and milk every day!"

God, girl, how bad you've been.

Xifa put away several money bags: "You will earn more in the future."

Grizzly nodded vigorously: "Follow Boss Duke, maybe next year, we will all be rich!"

The other two also booed, and the atmosphere was enthusiastic, which immediately became the focus of the hall.

At this time, Xifa was touched, raised his head, and saw the arbitrator Cromwell.

This man hadn't seen much recently, but he appeared tonight, with a haggard look, his pale golden hair was dull, and his eyes were slightly darkened.

"Can I ask you a favor?"

He cut to the chase.

Xifa didn't agree in one word: "That depends on what?"

"Let's talk over there, I'll buy you a drink." Cromwell looked towards the bar.

Sifa nodded and stood up.

When he came to the bar, Cromwell tapped on the table lightly: "Mr. Parker, bring me and the Duke a drink, um, make it exciting."

The old man glanced at them, said nothing, took out several bottles of wine from the cabinet, and began to mix them.

Cromwell seemed to be organizing his words, and Sifa did not urge them, and the two just sat quietly.

After a while, the arbitrator said: "I used to be an official. At that time, I was very high-spirited, thinking that I could catch the tail of fate and have a bright and desirable future."

"I have a fiancée, her name is Mia, and we are planning to get married in the summer of the following year, and then go to Dixie Bay for vacation."

"But not long after, I participated in an operation. The operation went wrong, causing several important prisoners to escape the pursuit."

"Then in the next less than a week, those who had participated in that operation died one after another, in a strange way."

"Although I am not dead, but my fiancée"

Having said this, Cromwell stopped. At this time, Mr. Parker put two glasses of mixed wine in front of them, and the arbitrator grabbed the glasses and drank them down.

Xifa said softly: "Give him another drink, Mr. Parker."

After a moment of silence, Cromwell continued: "That incident completely changed my life. I gave up my original identity. I became a hunter and an avenger at the same time."

"I continued to investigate this matter, and recently, I finally had a clue. I found the person who killed Mia, but I am not strong enough, so I would like to ask you for help."

Cromwell suddenly looked at Xifa, his eyes seemed to be burning with flames: "As long as I can kill that guy, I am willing to pay any price! I can give you all my property, including two properties, and 300 pounds deposit!"

Xifa slowly drank the strong wine in the glass, only to feel a line of fire extending from his throat to his body.

He let out a mouthful of alcohol and shook his head: "You don't need to pay that much."

"As long as I'm in trouble, you can lend a helping hand, that's enough."

Cromwell's breathing became heavy, he looked serious, and said solemnly: "If there is such a day, you need my help. It doesn't matter where you are, no matter who your opponent is. As long as you tell me, I will definitely catch up arrive!"

Looking into the eyes of the arbitrator, Xifa knew that this man would spend his whole life to keep this promise.

He firmly believed in it.

Patting Cromwell on the shoulder, Xifa said, "Now you can tell me who our opponent is?"