Chapter 986
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The Jinyi Tavern was an underground tavern managed by the Sewing Gang.
The tavern provided all kinds of shady services.
Death Line came to the tavern with his men and found the best place to sit down.
The maids in the tavern didn't dare to approach Death Line's sturdy figure.
Death Line's manic personality was well-known in the Sewing Gang, so everyone in the tavern was very afraid of him.
"It's your turn today."
"Why don't you go?"
"Why don't we just let Canary go? She's new here …"
A group of maids pushed and shoved, and finally, a younger girl with freckles on her face was pushed in front of Death Line's group.
"What do you want?"
The maid's voice trembled a little. Although she had just arrived, she had heard of Death Line's fierce reputation.
What's worse was that a few days ago, Death Line killed a drunk man with his fist in the tavern … She saw the fierce scene at that time.
Death Line didn't answer her. He raised his hands in front of him, and his thumbs kept pressing something in the air.
She tilted her head slightly, only to find that there was a glowing screen in front of Death Line.
Magic!
A taboo word flashed in her mind, but the magic Death Line was using was a little different from what she remembered.
On the screen, a dwarf was constantly jumping … After he stepped on a turtle, he pushed the turtle shell over and killed a group of mushroom-like creatures.
Deadline kept pressing the forward button. He didn't expect that the tortoise shell that hit the wall would turn back and directly kill the Mario he controlled.
"Damn it!"
Mario's sudden death made Death Line slap his thigh. At the same time, he had the energy to take care of other things.
"Bring me some wine!" Death Line said to the maid beside him.
She was still immersed in the Super Mario scene and didn't react for a while.
"Didn't you hear me!" Death Line's men shouted at her again.
At this time, the maid hurriedly said, "Understood!" Then she quickly ran away.
"Boss, what are you playing with?"
A member of the Sewing Gang looked at Deadline, who kept pressing the translucent handle with his thumb. Out of curiosity, he asked about the origin of Deadline.
"How would I know! Now leave me alone! "
Deadline focused his attention on the little person jumping up and down in front of the screen. He had already used Mario to reach the second level and the difficulty of the level began to gradually increase.
When he concentrated on pressing the jump button, the scene in front of him suddenly disappeared.
"What's going on?"
Death Line suddenly stood up from his seat. He looked around angrily. The sense of relaxation and pleasure gradually faded from his body.
It was accompanied by a sense of impatience, the kind of impatience that wanted to continue playing the game.
"Lord Death Thread, why don't you drink some Laughter Potion first?"
A member of the Sewing Gang handed a bottle of pink liquid to Deadwire. As a result, Deadwire angrily threw it on the ground.
"What's the use of this thing!"
In his heart, he kept chanting 'The Little Tyrant has endless joy'. It was like a spell, but it had no effect.
No matter how he chanted, he couldn't summon Super Mario.
Death Line's manic personality returned to him again. He directly pushed everything on the table under the table with his hands.
The other members of the Sewing Gang were so scared that they didn't dare to move.
"Heiwei … It's Heiwei." Deadwire kept chanting his name, staring at one of the members of the Sewing Gang. "You! And you guys go and catch that kid Heiwei for me. "
"Boss, Heiwei, he … he has already arrived at the tavern." A member of the Sewing Gang said.
Deadwire's eyes once again looked at the entrance of the tavern. Sure enough, Heiwei's short figure had appeared at the entrance of the tavern.
Two guards of the Sewing Gang directly pushed Heiwei to the round table where Deadwire was sitting.
"Kid! I know you still have that kind of raw crystal! Hurry up and hand it over! "
Deadwire put his hands on the table and stared at Heiwei, who was sitting in front of him.
"This thing needs money." Heiwei suppressed the fear in his heart and relied on the courage brought by anger to stare at Deadwire.
"Money? You don't know how much money you owe our Sewing Gang, and you still dare to talk to me about money?! "
Deadwire's manic symptoms were displayed to the extreme at this moment. He directly took out the dagger that Heiwei used to stab his hand.
"Give me the raw crystal, or I will cut off your hand!"
The moment Deadwire threatened Heiwei with the dagger, the surface of the dagger emitted the light of the Inscription of Order. In the next second, the dagger left Deadwire's palm and floated in the air.
The blade of the dagger was pressed against Deadwire's neck. The threat of death slightly weakened his manic symptoms.
The other members of the Sewing Gang saw this scene and immediately took out their own weapons. For a moment, the entire tavern entered a state of confrontation.
"I … I said it! I need to pay for the things I sell! "
Black Tail looked at the dagger that was pressed against Deadline's neck, and he was instantly filled with confidence.
"You!"
"Deadwire, sit down."
A mature female voice sounded. Deadwire, who was like a rabid dog, instantly shut his mouth and obediently sat in his original position.
Heiwei tilted his head and looked behind Deadwire. A mature-looking purple-haired woman appeared on the other side of the tavern. Her attire definitely belonged to the Noland noble class, but it was slightly revealing.
All the members of the Sewing Gang in the tavern sat back in their seats because this woman was the real leader of the gang … Marceau.
"I wonder which master of the Quest Society visited here."
Her eyes scanned the tavern, trying to find the person who cast the spell.
"I'm not going to hang around with those bastards from the Quest Society!"
Heiwei directly told her that his helper was not from the Quest Society, the most mysterious and powerful organization in the city.
"Then who is the caster of this spell? Don't tell me that a weak body like yours can learn magic. "
The woman named Marceau slowly walked towards Heiwei.
"A friend of mine."
Heiwei did not reveal the true identity of the Orange Cat because the Orange Cat was staring at him from the eaves.
"Friend? Then you've made a powerful friend. Brat … what do you want from me? "She asked.
"I want to make a deal with you."
Heiwei took out the remaining three crystals from his pocket. Heiwei did not put them on the table because Deadwire's eyes were fixed on the crystals in Heiwei's hand.
As long as Heiwei relaxed a little, the man in front of him would snatch the three 'game coins' from Heiwei's hand.
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