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Standing behind the door is a naked man with a blue-blue Bohai snake on his arm, short stripes on both sides of his cheek and chest abdomen, painted in red. Each of them is a group.

It’s really exotic... but don’t be too conspicuous, is it blocked by the police when you go out? You are the rebel army of hidden activities! Klein had just to look back, but he was almost frowned by the other side's thick eyebrows and cold-blooded eyes.

Killing a lot of people... Klein made a rough judgment with his spiritual intuition.

Frankly speaking, because of his identity and cognition in the past, he was initially sympathetic to the rebels of colonial rule. There was no ruthless consciousness of the Lun people, but he heard that the other party and the "Poseidon" Cavitowa believers almost After the overlap, more of the heart has become alert and rejection.

This is not to say that it discriminates against local beliefs. Rather, he understands that the traditional beliefs of all colonial islands remain at the stage of primitive sacrifices, advocating blood food, advocating live sacrifices, and being in a state of considerable obscurity.

In addition, with the experience of the great emperor and my own experience, the extraordinary essence of the world is characterized by madness and distortion. The “spirits” that are still in the original rituals are basically impossible to confront this trend. The style can be imagined... Ryan didn't talk, followed the side of Daniz and walked into the room.

"Edmonton, who is here?" An alcoholic voice came from the window.

The tattooed man said while closing the door:

"They did a disguise."

At this time, Klein had a panoramic view of the situation in the room, with a preliminary grasp.

The living room here is not big, and it is already cramped to put a cupboard, a table and a few chairs.

On the right side, there are two doors leading to the suspected bedroom. On the left is the "kitchen" separated by a cabinet. As for the bathroom, there is no doubt that there is no such thing. When Klein went upstairs, he found the corner of each floor. There is a public washroom, and the taste that has not been cleaned for a long time is filled, prompting pedestrians to go upstairs as soon as possible.

There are fan windows in front of them, and two bamboo poles are spending outside, drying a lot of clothes.

Four or five men in the "bedroom" entrance and in the living room or standing or sitting, are local people of darker skin and black hair, they are covered in dark blue tarapa, smeared on the exposed skin. More or less red paint, as for the sea snake tattoo, because it is blocked by clothing, Klein can not see if there is.

They have a waist-left revolver, some with a brown-red shotgun, some even carrying a gray-white steel backpack, holding a thick high-pressure steam rifle, forming a semi-encirclement of the entry-level Daniz and Klein. The situation.

The person who just asked was a man sitting in an iron wheelchair. He was in his forties, with a blanket on his knees and a jacket.

He shaved his bald head, with a blue beard on both sides of his cheeks, and the dark brown eyes were restrained and inconsistent.

He glanced at the visitor and smiled slowly:

"Flame."

Daniz snorted and forced to laugh:

"Karate, your eyesight is really good."

Shit! Is my makeup dressing technique really so bad? He did not want to accept a roar in his heart.

Karat ignored the "flame" and did not sincerely praise, and turned to laugh:

"I heard that you killed 'Steel' and 'Bloody Thorns'?"

"How else would they die?" Daniz asked without hesitation.

Karat squinted and his eyes slowly moved to Klein, who had a faceless face.

He is very clear, only by "flame" Daniz, not to mention "steel" Maviti, even "Bloody Thorns" Huntley is difficult to kill, the other party can succeed, the rumor is to get a strong adventurer The help of experienced bounty hunters.

Is this next to him? Karat looked at Klein's eyes and found no tension, worry, vigilance, etc. The scorpions were like a deep ocean.

Probably... at least stronger than "flame"! He gave a look to Edmonton and others, and secretly increased his alert.

"What are you doing?" Karat did not entangle the topic.

Daniz looked at Klein subconsciously and replied after seeing the affirmative dagger:

"Look at what good things you have."

Karat pointed at the table:

"All on it."

There are a lot of strange things, including whistle made of bones, simple and rough bagpipes, iron-black leaves, blood-stained stones...

Not waiting for Klein and Daniz to examine, Karat took the hand:

"I have a mission.

"If you can finish it, you are free to pick an item from here, at no cost."

He laughed and added:

"According to the definition of your foreigners, they are not magical items, but they all have supernatural powers, but they will slowly, um, not too slow to weaken until they disappear."

"What mission?" Klein calmly asked, not disguising Daniz as a follower.

Karat put his hand into the blanket on his knee and took out a stack of white paper:

"Find their whereabouts.

"If you can catch it directly, you will get more."

He raised his arms and began to show a portrait of a lifelike portrait, including a lady with a gray eye and a male shirt.

Latsia Dorri... Klein recognizes who the Rebels are looking for at a glance.

That was the female archaeologist, adventurer who met with the ship this morning, suspected to be a member of the Morse Abstinum or the Elemental Dawn.

Daniz looked at it for two seconds and was vaguely familiar.

Suddenly, he recalled where he had seen:

Gilman Spalo, who was next to him, showed it in his dreams!

He asked the captain in the afternoon and met the relevant incident at night... This ability to collect intelligence is too strong, right? Daniz resisted the urge to go to the crazy adventurer next to him, fearing that they were found abnormal by Karat and Edmonton.

He is still very experienced in this regard.

The rebel army that believes in "Poseidon" is looking for Latsia... The belief in "Poseidon" extends throughout the Rothde Islands, including Simim... There was a snake last night... The image of "Poseidon" is a huge sea snake... Klein will The two things overlap and soon have a preliminary judgment:

The archaeologist Latsia and others got an important item involving the "Poseidon" in the forgotten temple in the original jungle of Syma, so there was a temptation last night and a search for the Rebel!

Klein thought about it and perfunctored:

"I will pay attention."

I will not mix this kind of thing related to evil spirits. Of course, if necessary, I will report it... He silently added two sentences in his heart.

Cara features a nod to:

"You first look at what you want."

Klein walked over and was about to ask and ask, and there was a sense in his heart, and the subconscious looked to the right side of the pile of items.

There is a short sword made of slender bones, slightly longer than the small arm, white and white, with several dark red deep markings.

I can touch my inspiration... Kline stretched out his right hand and tried to pick up the sharp bone sword at the front end and check it carefully.

His finger just touched the bone sword, and suddenly there was a cry of desperation and pain in his mind. The nose was vaguely showing a thick **** stench, and it seemed as if he had seen a twisted rotten mucus. The illusory figure of the package.

Klein had a pain in his forehead, and if he was acupuncture, he subconsciously retracted his fingers.

It's a bit sinister...not a simple item... Klein's expression with a more intense experience has only changed slightly.

He resisted the urge to open "Lingshi" and was afraid to see things that should not be seen.

Noticing this scene, Karat and Edmonton looked at each other with a smile:

"This bone sword can **** the enemy's blood, it's not bad, want it?"

A little active... Kline frowned slightly, then stretched, then said:

"No, there is nothing I want here."

If Karat didn't ask, he was going to buy the bone sword and get it on the fog, but the behavior of the other party's initiative to sell him made him a little vigilant, so he gave up the original plan.

Karat held up his hands and said:

"It's not expensive.

"Or look at the other ones?"

"No." Klein's pupil swelled and turned directly to the door.

Daniz hesitated, and quickly followed.

Edmonton, who had a sea snake tattoo on his arm, looked at it silently and seemed to reach out and stop at any time, but in the end he did not take any action.

That is the powerful adventurer who killed the "steel" Maviati, "Bloody Thorns" Huntley and others!

Out of the room, Klein did not say a word, kneeling downstairs, Daniz quickly chased, inexplicably scared.

He distinguished the situation, did not ask, just followed.

The two quickly returned to the square, and the crowds who gathered again or bowed or squatted again dispersed.

But unlike before, there was a man who was still in the same place and did not move.

Klein did not squint, passed directly, and did not stop at all.

Daniz looked subconsciously and found that the man's face was like a rock that had been weathered for a long time.

Snapped!

The man’s cheeks suddenly had a piece of meat falling off, carrying a bearded skin, falling on the ground, and the color was gray.

He seems to have lost all his water.

Daniz was shocked and never dared to look around. He only felt that things had become strange and dangerous.

The two passed through the street, out of the city, boarded a rental carriage.

The coachman is an obvious local aboriginal. In his forties, laughing is very pleasing.

But along the way, he did not say a word, quiet so that Daniz heart is playing drums.

Klein licked his lips and was equally silent.

The rental carriage quickly arrived at the dock area, because to change the dress, Daniz stopped it away from the sour lemon street.

After getting off the carriage, Klein didn't pay the fare, didn't stop, and strode directly, watching Daniz look at it.

He lost two Souls to the coachman and hurriedly chased the German Sparrow.

After chasing a few steps, he looked back unconsciously, only to see the driver sullen and devoutly squatting down to the ground, tears and kissed where Klein had just stepped.