Chapter VIII is coming (II)
Guevara strode out from the stairs, followed by Han Jin and Yalinna. After seeing Gail’s director and Xia Zuo chatting there, Guevara suddenly remembered the words that Han Jin had just said, and he could not help but gag. At first glance, the Gaelic master was made inexplicable. When he went down, he was still fine. Why is it that his face is not right now?
Xia Zuo’s sight falls on Han Jin. Negotiation is a long process. Unless the status of the two sides is unequal, it is impossible to do it in a short time. Since seeing the violent temper of Hanjin, Xiazo no longer imagines using tough. Means, it will only make the situation worse. He hopes to remind Han Jin from the side of the threat from the Dragon City, let Han Jin take the initiative to contact himself, who knows that Han Jin does not take the Dragon City seriously, which makes He was anxious and a little surprised. Where did the confidence of this young man come from?
"Adult." Schumann hurried to welcome him.
“How many people did they come?” Han Jin asked faintly.
"Two."
"Only two?"
"Yes." Schumann replied: "But from the performance of those people, their status should be high."
"Let's go, take a look." Han Jin said while walking towards the ship's side.
"Raphael, I..." Yalena looked at Han Jin with her eyes. She wanted to go out with Han Jin. Without a special experience, a young heart could hardly bear a huge burden. He listened to Han. In those words, at the moment, Yalina’s eyebrows are full of insufficiency, and she is even scared, fearing that disaster will come.
"You stay here, there are some things... not very convenient for you." Han Jin smiled.
"Okay." Yalena lowered her eyes and whispered: "Then you come back soon."
"I know." Han Jin looked at Yalin deeply. He couldn't judge whether his choice was right or wrong, but he must do so. In the details of life, he can accommodate and take care of Yalina, but in other aspects, he hopes that Yalena can mature. Comprehension, this is a road of struggle, fighting against fate, fighting against the heavens and the earth, since Yalena is willing to follow her, will usher in the baptism of the wind and rain, as it is so weak now.
The carriage was waiting for the horse, and Hanjin and Schumann got into the carriage. The carriage quickly left the square and rushed straight to the northeastern part of the holy crown city. Schumann took the time and said what he had learned.
In terms of privacy, Donald's aster flower exceeds Solomon's night aurora because they don't need to spy on the intelligence of the local lords. Just record what they see and hear. This kind of work is not dangerous, income is not Philippine, in the case of special circumstances, can also seek the help of the organization. For example, who is fighting with whom, when the army passes through the city, the morale and equipment of the soldiers, who finally failed, and the living standards of the urban aristocrats, the mentality of ordinary civilians, who held the banquet, how the specifications, who How many wives, and so on, how many messes can be written down, of course, there are a lot of invalid, repetitive or false information, but it has nothing to do with them.
There is no danger, and naturally there is no possibility of exposure. Even if it is caught, no lord will take Donald, who is far away from the abyss, as a matter of laughter.
Those who are responsible for recording the news belong only to the periphery of the aster flower. They cannot touch the secret of the aster flower. Once or twice in a month, put the things you have written down in a fixed place, and naturally there will be others to take it. Even if you catch a thousand, it is not useful. Aster can develop a group of people to serve them. If anyone happens to know valuable information, Aster will conduct a secret evaluation of this person. If the result is satisfactory, this person will be promoted, and Aster will set up a special line for this person, for example, Morgan Group The original manager of Elma’s little sister was so attached to the aster flower, and the information she transmitted was transmitted to the upper level of her aster flower at the fastest speed. Therefore, Elma had just met Han during the day. Into, at night, people were killed.
The soul that Harley swallowed was called Qian Ning. He belonged to the spur of the aster flower. Gu Mingzhi, he was responsible for killing, including the assassin who killed Elma, all belong to the thorn, but these killers are always There is no way to connect up to the root line. Han Jin also learned from Qian Ning that the aster flower tissue has flower, petal, filigree and stamen in addition to the thorns. The task is to exchange information for pornography, or to lurk in a certain high weight. It’s certainly better to get information, and you can always be quiet for the future. Filament is a chain of information. The task of the petal is to analyze the intelligence and delete the invalid information. Each city has a flower stem and a flower stem. In other words, only the flower root can be found, but the asters can be wiped out. It only destroys a flower, and there is no connection between the cities.
The carriage stopped in front of a small courtyard, and the middle-aged people dressed by two servants greeted them, whispering: "Adult."
"What about Chitwick?" Schumann asked as he pushed the door open.
"Chitwick is going out."
"Going out? What about Gibran?"
"Gibron and the great man go out together."
"Is it going out with the people over there?"
"Yes."
Schumann turned his head: "Adult, what do we do?"
"We also look at the past." Han Jin whispered.
"Understood." Schumann gave a cry and turned to the two middle-aged people: "Come up, take us over."
To deal with the organization of Aster, it is certainly not possible to rely on Schumann alone. Therefore, Han Jin temporarily transferred Chitke, and Gibran, although the strength is still a bit thin, but Han Jin has no other way. He has just created his own power, and there are so many people. In fact, Harley is more suitable for doing this kind of thing, but Han Jin is not at ease. With Harley’s heart, things may not be enough, and there will be more defeats, let alone compared with it. Harley is more willing to be a shining hero, not willing to do sneaky activities, although this does not match his identity.
It took almost half an hour. The two middle-aged people finally saw the back of Gibran and Chitwick. The driver slammed a whip and the carriage rushed to the side of Gibran and Chitke, and stopped.
Both Gibran and Chituk had some mistakes. Then they saw Han Jin. Two people had no nonsense and rushed into the carriage. Chitke smiled and said: "Adult, how come you? There are so many people...the two The guys are very vigilant and they will definitely notice."
"It doesn't matter." Han Jin said faintly: "Which are two?"
"Adult, you want to..." Chirk did not understand the meaning of Han Jin.
Han Jin tipped a little, the door slammed open, then he jumped to the street, and Gibran hurriedly said: "Raphael, this will be a stunned snake!"
"It doesn't matter." Han Jin said faintly, his Tao can directly strip the soul, plus Harley's ability to devour, as long as people are found, then there is no secret.
Gibran and Chitke looked at each other and followed the drilling of the carriage. Schumann also followed. For the people of the Holy City, both Qiu Keke and Gibran belonged to the raw faces, but Schumann became the general sheriff. Many people know him, the pedestrians on both sides stop, curiously looking at Schumann, and others are talking about what they are talking about.
"It's the two people in front." Chitke reached out and pointed forward.
Han Jinshun looked in the direction of Qi Keke's fingers. It was a man and a woman. They walked slowly, in order to make themselves perform normally. When the current person pointed at them behind them, they I also followed the look of the decent look, who knows that it is welcoming the eyes of several people in Hanjin, their look immediately changed, and then turned and slowly walked forward.
"Is they?" Schumann stunned.
When the two men walked into the monitored dens yesterday, Schumann was there. He remembered that he was a well-dressed middle-aged man, a young woman dressed with a lady, but what he had just seen was a white hair. The old man was covered with a smashed black cloak on his head. Even the clothes were dirty, gray and black, and the woman was dressed in a white washed floral dress without any makeup. Like a village girl who has never seen the world, was it a husband and wife yesterday?
"Yes, they are." Chitike sneered: "There are only a few idiots in the small yard, one is Mrs. Mesa, a maid, and a cook, plus a total of five of them, coming out of the small courtyard. They are not who they are?"
"You have been staring at them?" Schumann asked.
"No, I was discovered early, but I secretly sprinkled magic potions in the yard. As soon as I walked out of the small courtyard, the soles touched the ground, and the medicinal agents would stick to them." Pointing to my own eyes: "You can't see it, but I can see it."
"Raphael, really wants..." Gibran was still hesitant, then smiled bitterly: "Forget it, we have already been discovered."
After that, Gibran walked forward quickly, and in a few steps he caught up with the grandparents and the two, blocking the front, and said coldly: "Wait a minute!"
"Adult..." The old man was shocked and could not help but step back two steps.
Han Jin and Qi Yuke also followed the past. The old man was blocked before and after seeing it. His look was even more panic. He stretched his trembling arms and blocked the woman behind him. The woman tried to shrink behind the old man. The faces are all beautiful, I see the panic of the pity, a pair of watery eyes glanced at Gibran, and hurriedly lowered his head, as timid as a frightened rabbit.
If you change someone else, you may have compassion, but both Gibran and Chitwick are mercenaries who have experienced **** careers. They will not be easily impressed. Han Jin does not need to mention it, no matter how superb their acting skills are. It is all in vain.
"Let's take a trip with us, cooperate with them, don't ask for it." Ji Bolun said coldly.
"Grandpa, I am afraid... I am afraid..." The woman cried in a low voice, although she did not blame anything, but the pitiful expression was clearly accused, you are all bad guys!
"Adult, what are you doing?!" The old man held the woman tightly in his arms and cried, "I am this granddaughter! Please beg you..."
The pedestrians gathered around and pointed at the inside. The two people did not touch Hanjin, but they moved the ignorant pedestrians. It was only because of Schumann’s identity that no one dared to gossip.
"It looks like, you don't want to cooperate?" Gibran sneered.
"Adult, beg you, let us go..." The old man trembled even more, and a pair of pleading eyes swept around, not knowing if he wanted to find a way to escape, or hope to find a big one. Xia came to help them.
In the distance, Paladin Ord appeared with a team of bright knights. This was purely an encounter. He looked at Han Jin and blocked the two grandparents. He rushed to bring the knights to the light, first commanding the knights to The onlookers dispersed and then he jumped off the horse and whispered: "Adult, what is going on?"
"God... the noble paladin adults...help us, save us!" The old man screamed and slammed his arms to Odd.
"Hey!" Chirk showed a smirk, and the backhand took out the dagger, and slammed it up, and the dagger slanted to the old man's ribs.
With a slamming sound, Odd also pulled out his long sword and hit him on the singer's dagger. Although he was afraid of accidentally injuring Chik, he did not release his vindictiveness, but Chitwan never imagined that Odd would actually He took out his sword, and his mind was used to defend against the old man's counterattack. He was caught off guard and was shaken by half an arm. The figure was also quit five or six steps before he barely stood still, although there was no injury. Lost an adult in front of Han Jin, his face was red and staring at Odd.
"Grandpa!" The woman followed and cried and rushed over, standing with the old man standing next to Odd.
At the same time, Han Jin reached out and put his hand on it. Gibran took a long breath and some unwillingly took the dagger back. However, he also showed hostility in Od’s eyes.
"Adult, what the **** is going on?!" Odd said quietly.
"This is the second time." Han Jin's tone is very indifferent.
Odd saw it and immediately reacted. It was counted once in the cemetery. Now it is indeed the second time. His face is hesitant. Finally, he slowly said: "Adult, I don't know how they angered you, but... ...you should have an explanation?"
"To whom to explain? To you?" Han Jin smiled.
"I..." Odd couldn't help but breathe. This sentence he did not dare to bear, the weight is too heavy.
Gibran and Chitke couldn't help but laugh, this is their city. The Holy See is just a stranger. Why do you use it to dictate? Although Jedice is very good and has won everyone's goodwill, it is a different matter. It is impossible for Jedd to make concessions again and again.
Han Jin took two steps forward and said faintly: "Let it open."
"Adults, they are just..." Odd wants to say that they are just ordinary people. They are not necessarily difficult for them, but he can't say it because Han Jin slowly retracted his fists.
A violent wave that could not be described by words was centered on Hanjin and spread rapidly around the air. Gibran and Chitak could not help but widen their eyes and stared at Han Jin’s back. They saw Han Jin. Shot, but now is different from before, they felt the fluctuation of power for the first time in Han Jin!
Han Jin unreservedly released his own thoughts. There was something that could not be seen swaying in the air and tearing the air. Han Jin did not move, his figure was still very clear, but his right fist was It became blurred, but there was no occlusion.
Odd took a breath of cold air, and he knew what the scene in front of him meant, and his spiritual power was substantial! This is a symbol of the super-powerful. Although no one doubts the power of Hanjin, Han Jin has never given proof. Today, Odd finally saw it!
"Adult, what are you doing?!" Odd felt extremely nervous, and then released his bodyguard. In fact, at this time, what he should do most is to launch an attack on Hanjin first, disrupting the rhythm of Hanjin's spiritual strength. The position gap can be placed there. Passively accepting the Hanjin attack is one thing. Actively attacking Hanjin is another matter. He does not dare.
"Adult, adults..." Odd shouted, trying to communicate with Hanjin, and slowly retreating, and the grandparents and grandchildren also showed a shocking look, and the body almost collapsed behind Odd. .
Finally, Han Jin could not continue to condense his thoughts. He sighed low and the right fist waved to Odd. In a strict sense, Odd is a good person. He likes to manage things. His heart is just right. If he changes his time or changes to a world, he will not hurt Ode. But now, what must he do? It is. All along, he hopes that Jedice can lead the Holy See to bow to him. However, it is just too long to wait. Jedice can only convince a few smart people to convince all the believers. Some people are like A dog who is arrogant and arrogant, does not hurt him, and will not pick up the nasty tail.
Odd is dumb to eat berberine, and he has a hard time knowing that he could choose to avoid it, or use a war gun to meet Hanjin’s boxing strength, so that his body pressure will be much less, but he will protect the body behind him. The two grandparents and grandchildren, due to the gap in status, can only passively meet the strength of Hanjin.
A loud bang, fierce punch hit Aude's body, and then burst into a myriad of air turbulence, rolled up four times, the surrounding light knights were rushed one by one, even Chitike and Gibran Also had to lean down, Schumann was even more uncomfortable, directly smashed a head, sitting on the ground and slamming his mouth, the house, the wall and the gate directly facing Hanjin were directly smashed, and the fist continued to Before the surge, leaving a deep ditch in the courtyard, and finally opened a large hole in the house with a height of more than two meters, there was a cry of ghosts and screams.
The two grandmothers and grandchildren flew like a weak straw. They hit the house and fell to the ground. Odd was directly plunged into the house. The armor on his chest was completely distorted. Still feeling a dizzy, just as he struggled to get up, one foot suddenly stepped on his chest, so he stepped on the ground unrelentingly, then he heard an indifferent voice: "This Explain... Are you satisfied?"