"Yes, Master Andre." The letter was passed to him, and he slowly unfolded the neatly folded paper with a calm and composed expression. If it weren't for his revealing clothes and the environment he was in, he would have been a well-dressed and respectable man. The girl dancing on the stage also tactfully kept quiet at this moment, not making any noise to disturb him from reading the letter. They are Andre's lovers, but they are not any characters worth mentioning. Their duties are limited to satisfying his lower body. Beyond that, if they cross the line, they will face extremely tragic consequences. Andre quickly opened the letter. There was only one line of words on it. The handwriting was very ugly and crooked like a dog's crawl. However, the content made Andre's face freeze. "We'll be at your door soon!" "Boom!——" An earth-shattering explosion! A strong wind suddenly rushed in. =========================
Today's update is over. There will be a copy of the remarks for the release later. If you are interested, you can take a look. Remarks on listing (including group number) It will be on the shelves tomorrow. I have a lot to say, so I’ll just say a few words. This book is also my first attempt to update and create steadily with the rhythm and structure of online literature. After writing more than 200,000 words, I also realized many flaws that would be difficult to find if I didn't put pen to paper. Whether it is the hard power such as rhythm control, structure arrangement, climax setting, character creation, or the soft power such as writing, rhetoric, and setting, there are many shortcomings. To be honest, the current collection and achievements have actually exceeded my original expectations. I was mentally prepared to write one million words in a single machine. In short, I welcome all readers to offer criticisms and suggestions. After several years of exploration and practice, I have initially acquired the most basic quality of an online writer, which is to "stand up and take a beating" (laughs). As is Pineapple Bun’s usual practice, there will be nine updates tomorrow, 2 words, uploaded at midnight. The book club has also been set up. Someone suggested that I do this a long time ago, but at that time I felt that the book had not been put on the shelves yet, so I didn’t know how many readers it would have. By then, there will only be three or five people in the group, how embarrassing (laughs) Now it's on the shelves, and it's about to be recommended for the second time. With one or two thousand collections, it should be able to attract dozens of people, right? This can barely make the scene more lively... In short, welcome to join [Yingyuan’s Wonderful Cafe], a group for casual chatting without any purpose. Come and have a look when you are free! Group number: 850472432 Chapter 76 Questioning The violent gusts of wind almost swept his heavy body away, and the freezing wind made his small eyes so painful that he couldn't open them. “Ugh, ugh!——” Andre's head was buzzing and his vision was dark because of the loud noise right next to his ears. He almost fell off the sofa. “What, what happened!?” The experience of struggling in dark areas in his early years has forged in him an instinctive crisis response. Even though he has long been away from the front lines and indulged in pleasure for many years, the alertness that is deep in his bones still remains in his heart.
At the same moment when the sudden change occurred, he subconsciously closed his eyes, curled up his upper body, lowered his fat head, covered his ears with his hands and opened his mouth. This move successfully minimized the impact on himself. After just a few seconds, he completely regained consciousness, then immediately stretched his body and looked up to confirm the current situation. Then, he saw a streak of azure moonlight, lying quietly on the messy ground. ……moonlight!? He was slightly stunned, because this was not in line with common sense: he was in a closed room, the only source of light was the ambiguous warm light of candles, and the windows were blocked by thick curtains, so how could there be moonlight? Moreover, from this angle, the blue light is not coming from the window, but... Projected vertically from above! At this moment, he seemed to realize something, and raised his head dully and looked upwards. The azure full moon hung high in the clear sky, looking down at the earth indifferently. moon. The ceiling...and the entire upper part of the villa, were blown off in an instant! what happened! ? what happened! ? Andre's heart was quickly filled with fear. This villa has three floors, and the entertainment room where he was was on the second floor... In other words, the entire third floor disappeared out of thin air? ! how did you do that! ? He was so shocked by this incredible power that he lost the ability to think. For a moment, he even forgot what to do next and just stood there stupidly. "I told you I'll be at your door soon." A light and slightly teasing voice sounded from not far to the side. He started, his consciousness awakened from his trance, and then he suddenly jumped in the opposite direction, hiding behind the sofa, with only his big bald head sticking out. Although there was a lot of flesh on this person, his movements were not slow at all. Following the sound, I looked towards its source and saw a figure appear in the corner of the room. I don't know when, but the figure was blurry because it was in the dark where the moonlight could not reach. "Who's there!" Andre shouted at the top of his voice, both to the mysterious man in the shadows and to the bodyguards stationed on the first floor and in the basement, telling them that he was in trouble and to come to the rescue quickly. "Well, I think you should know me." The voice whispered mockingly, and then a figure in the darkness swayed gently, walking out of the corner and into the moonlight. This is a young girl in a black robe, with ebony-black hair flowing down to her waist. Her delicate skin is as white as snow, which seems a little dazzling in the night. It's as beautiful as a dream.
Andre looked a little dazed, but he quickly remembered his current situation, and in a very short time he connected some of the features of the girl in front of him with the reports from his men a few days ago. ... cloak... girl... dark hair... pretty... An unbelievable but undeniable conclusion immediately emerged in his mind, causing his pupils to shrink into pinholes little by little. "It's you……?" "Oh, you recognized me after all," the girl's lips curled up slightly, captivatingly, "It seems my guess was right." "What do you want to do!" Andre shrank his neck in fear, and the volume of his voice increased again, almost screaming. "Don't shout, the people below can't hear you." The girl lowered her head slightly, slowly picked out a few strands of hair, and fiddled with them with her bare hands. She wrapped the black hair into a circle around her delicate and slender fingers, then let go and watched it return to its original shape. "W-what do you mean?" Her actions seemed to be doing nothing, but they gave Andre a sense of foreboding. "What I mean is," the girl narrowed her eyes and looked straight at him, "you can scream as much as you want, but no one will come to save you even if you scream your throat out." As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly burst out laughing, as if the previous words had hit her funny spot, which seemed inexplicable. It seemed that she was just a beautiful and quirky girl. In the past, if Andre had run into her by chance on the street, he would have definitely been intrigued and ordered someone to take her to his secret basement to admire her. But now, this unpredictable personality was like a time bomb to him, and he had no idea what she would do next. He did not forget the third floor that disappeared above his head. Looking at the jagged cross-section at the top of the wall, it was all caused by an extremely brutal and violent force, which tore the superstructure away in the blink of an eye... and even shattered it! It was like grabbing the top half of a cake—what a terrifying power! Before the girl appeared, he thought it was a typhoon or that he had just encountered some strange supernatural phenomenon. Now it seems that it is very likely... no, it must be the work of this girl! He didn't think she could do it alone. It was simply a fantasy, because even a high-level righteous master couldn't achieve the same effect at the same time. Only a psychic warrior or a magician could do it. Where did Stio get a psychic warrior, let alone a magician? Besides, how strong can a teenage girl be, no matter how talented she is? But the facts are there, which shows that she is not alone, and there is definitely a large group of helpers hiding behind the scenes. This group of people worked together to launch some kind of instant spiritual ritual to cut their villa in half, and before that they sneaked into the villa and took care of the bodyguards downstairs. Don't be fooled by the delicate little girl in front of you. She might just be a pawn who was pushed out to negotiate with you. In some hidden corners, there must be countless eyes watching your every word and action. "Ahem, let's not talk about this anymore," the smile on the girl's beautiful and tender face gradually faded, "Let's get to the point." "What... do you want?" Andre's heartstrings have never been so tense. "We can talk about it."
"We? Never mind..." The girl was a little confused, but she didn't ask further. "Let me confirm this. The day before yesterday morning, a group of robbers came to the East District. Were they your people?" Andre's brain was working rapidly: "Yes, they are bandits hired by us. They attack cities regularly and share the acquired property with us in a certain proportion." He did not hesitate when he said these words, because he knew that since the other party had traced him, they must have already known these facts. Concealing them would only make him lose the few bargaining chips in his hand. No matter what, his life was still under control and there was not much room for negotiation. The girl nodded as expected: "Then the fugitive who drugged us that night was also sent by you?" Chapter 77 I gave you a chance but you didn’t use it. Andre swallowed nervously, "Yes, yes, I asked my men to send someone to do it. I don't know the specific details." "reason?" "Because, because you subdued the bandits, our income was damaged. In order to find out your identity and eliminate your threat, we, we..." Andre carefully chose his words: "I told the people below to handle it themselves. I really don't know the more specific details." He did not lie, and everything he told the girl was true, even though some of the facts might offend her. Because it was very clear, the girl in front of him was the one who killed all the bandits who entered the city the day before yesterday morning. As one of the top leaders of an organization, Andre could not manage every detail of the affairs below. In most cases, he could only get some general information and issue some general instructions. The details are handled by the people below. He only knew that one of his men had reported an accident to him the afternoon before yesterday: the "hired robbers" business, which was one of Ghost Wolf's main sources of income, was suddenly messed up by a mysterious adventurer. According to the testimony of the parties involved, the nosy guy was a little girl in a black cloak. She was very cute and should be a warrior at the level of mindfulness. Such a big thing can't just be let go. Andre certainly can't sit idly by and do nothing. He immediately gave instructions: We must investigate thoroughly! If that female adventurer doesn't have enough background, she must pay the heaviest price! She must regret being born into this world! But in fact, Andre himself was not particularly concerned about this matter. The annihilation of the hired bandits did have a certain impact on Ghost Wolf's income, but this kind of thing did not surprise him. After all, a group of mortal robbers came to the city to rob again and again. Even with the protection of "that person", it is normal for them to be dealt with by other extraordinary people in the wild who are brave enough to do good. If everything went smoothly for this group of desperadoes, it would arouse Andre's vigilance. In short, this matter is not a very important one, he just needs to keep it in mind. However, who could have thought that only one day and one night had passed, and the mission results had just been passed to him, but the little girl actually traced it back to him! Such efficiency is simply unheard of. Who is this little girl? What kind of giant is the force behind her? Could it be that he is an official commissioner of the Grace Holy Church? And an investigator sent by the superior church or even the Holy Cathedral! In short, facing such a person, it is useless to flatter or try to please him in a tactful way. Only by telling the truth can you have a chance of survival! "That's all?" The girl tilted her head playfully, which was very lovely, but Andre had no intention of appreciating it. "That's all?"
Andre's heart skipped a beat, and he stammered, "That's all I know." Cold sweat oozed from the corner of his forehead and slowly slid down. He used all his energy to control his expression and heart and lungs, doing his best to make it appear natural so as not to let the other party notice his guilty conscience. ...You can say anything, except "that"...