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Chapter 92

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The customer was furious. He pushed the barmaid away and stood up abruptly. The people around them saw that the atmosphere was a little tense. Instead of stopping them, they cheered.

"Brother, why are you so agitated?" Morrisons said with a smile. He didn't take the guy in front of him seriously. It was just a fight!

"Let's fight … I'll buy whoever wins a drink!"

"Five gold coins on that big guy. Do you dare to bet with me?"

"Do you think we're idiots? That big guy is a fighter. I'll bet on him too! "

The crowd's shouts were getting louder and louder. The customer's expression kept changing, but he didn't dare to fight. A fighter might not be a big deal, but with his companions, the situation was not optimistic. If the other party were all seventh-grade professionals or above, their overall combat power would not be as simple as one plus one. A well-coordinated mercenary team could increase their combat power exponentially.

Even the customers on the second floor were alarmed. A short and strong man with a big beard looked down and saw Han Jin. His eyes suddenly flashed with hatred. The hatred was so strong that Han Jin, Sunier, and Léger all felt something and looked around.

The short and strong man had already bent down. The lights in the bar were too dim, and there were too many customers. There was also a wide railing on the second floor, so Han Jin and the others didn't notice anything. They just thought it was their own illusion.

At this time, the owner of the bar came up with a smile and tried to persuade Morrisons and the customer. Morrisons was not afraid of fighting, but he didn't want to take the initiative to cause trouble. The customer finally had a way out. Finally, he threw a gold coin and strode out without waiting for the change.

The bar was filled with boos, and some people were even cursing the boss loudly, blaming him for ruining a good show. However, the boss was also experienced in such situations, so he was not angry. He smiled and said soft words everywhere, and the small disturbance passed just like that.

About an hour later, Han Jin and the others walked out of the bar one after another. Morrisons drank happily and even hummed a little tune. In fact, there were many joys in life, and they could be found everywhere. The key was whether one was good at discovering them.

It was already very late, and there were almost no pedestrians on the street. Everyone was chatting and laughing as they walked back. Today was no different from usual, at least to them. Just as they turned a corner, Léger suddenly stopped. He said in a low voice, "I'm looking for a friend. You guys go back first."

"Friends?" Han Jin was stunned. Léger's words were too sudden. "Do you need us to go with you?"

"No need, I can do it alone."

Han Jin pondered for a moment. Léger probably had something to deal with, but it was his personal matter, and he couldn't pry into it, let alone stop him. "Then go, come back as soon as possible."

"Don't worry." Léger smiled and quickly walked into an alley.

"Where did Léger go?" Morrisons asked, looking at Léger's back.

"It should be something important." Han Jin seemed to be in a difficult position. He wanted to bring some people to help Léger, but if Léger found out, it might cause a misunderstanding. If he didn't help, he would be worried.

"He'll be fine." Sunier said calmly, "Léger and Morrisons are two different kinds of people. He's very mature and clear-headed. He knows what he should and shouldn't do. Let's go back and wait for him."

"What … what do you mean?" Morrisons was angry. His good mood had already dissipated. "Two different kinds of people? Then I'm a very frivolous and muddle-headed person? Then I don't let people trust me? "

"What do you think?" Sylvia and Sunier were on the same side. To be honest, she thought she had been very gentle today, but she didn't get what she wanted, so she was very disappointed.

"Alright, alright. Let's go back quickly. Don't let Sassoux wait too long," Han Jin said with a smile.

Morrisons looked at one woman and then the other. He had to admit that he couldn't afford to offend either of them. In the end, he could only grumble and walk away. His good mood was gone.

Everyone walked back to their room. The door closed with a burst of laughter and chatter. Everything returned to normal.

After a long while, a sneaky person poked his head out from the corner of the street. He looked at the courtyard for a long while before slowly retracting his head back. After memorizing the surrounding scenery, he turned around and was about to walk back when he suddenly stiffened. This was because a cold dagger was pressed against his throat. That cold feeling seeped into the depths of his soul.

"You've already followed me here. Why do you still want to leave?" A figure hidden in a cloak said calmly.

The person was stunned. He immediately recognized that the person in front of him was one of the targets. He thought that the person in front of him had something urgent to do and left. He didn't expect that the person in front of him would be here. He was shocked and scared, but since things had already come to this point, he could only pretend to be confused. "My … My lord, what are you doing? I … I only have these on me. Please do me a favor and don't hurt me … "He slowly reached into his pocket and took out a money pouch.

"Do you know what a low-level thief's biggest taboo is?" Léger didn't even look at the money pouch. "It's tailing a high-level thief. You'll die a horrible death if you do that."

"My lord, I … I don't understand what you mean."

"You don't need to understand. Turn around and walk forward," Léger said slowly.

"My lord …" The person smiled. His neck suddenly turned to the side, and a dagger appeared in his hand. He stabbed it towards Léger's heart.

Léger swung his arm, and a cold light flashed. The person felt his vision blur, and then he found that his right wrist was firmly grabbed. The person's body wasn't big, but his strength was surprisingly strong. The person felt that his wrist was about to be crushed, and he had no choice but to let go of his dagger.

"Don't you remember what I said just now? You'll die a horrible death, "Léger said with a mocking smile.

The man suddenly felt some kind of liquid flowing down his cheek. He wiped it with his hand and found that his hand was covered in blood and some kind of unknown liquid. Then, he found that he couldn't see anything in one of his eyes, but he still couldn't feel any pain. This strange contrast made him want to go crazy. Just as he was about to scream, the cold dagger returned to his neck. Then, he heard a voice even colder than the dagger, "You have one more chance to disobey my order. Believe me, if you know what the price is, you will regret it."

The person opened his only eye and looked at Léger with fear. After a while, he finally turned around and walked towards the courtyard.

Léger knocked on the courtyard door a few times. He heard two people walking towards the courtyard door, and then he heard Sunier's low voice, "Eh? There's the smell of blood! "

"It's me," Léger spoke first so that Sunier wouldn't suddenly jump out and shoot him with an arrow.

The door opened quickly. Sunier opened the door and saw the one-eyed man. She couldn't help but be surprised. She moved aside and let Léger in with the captive. "What happened?"

"This guy has been following us," Léger said in a low voice.

"You guys go in first." Sunier said as she closed the door. Qi Li walked out from behind the tree and nervously looked at the one-eyed man.

Léger continued to walk inside with the one-eyed man. Sunier quietly went behind the big tree at the foot of the courtyard. She jumped and silently slipped into the branches and leaves, carefully observing her surroundings.

Han Jin, Morrisons, and the others in the room were also shocked. "What's going on?" Han Jin asked as he looked at the miserable one-eyed man.

"This guy has been following us."

"You said you had something to do … … to catch him?" Han Jin asked.

"Yes." Léger nodded. "At that time … …"

"I know. You did the right thing." Han Jin reached out and patted Léger's shoulder. Stillberg, Sylvia, and little Joseph were all there. If Léger had said that someone was following them, some of them would've looked around and the result would've been different.

"Damn it, how dare you follow us?!" Morrisons cursed. He was a soft-hearted person. When he saw the one-eyed man's face covered in blood, he didn't want to do anything. Otherwise, he would've beaten him up.

"Sir … … I will die … …" The one-eyed man said with a trembling voice. Although he tried his best to close his injured eye, he couldn't stop the blood from flowing out. In this short period of time, the soft armor in front of his chest was stained red and half of his pants were wet.

"You don't want to die? If you don't want to die, then tell us the truth. Who asked you to follow us? " Han Jin said softly. He was very satisfied with Léger in other aspects, but he was a little too cruel. He shouldn't have used such an irreversible method to follow them. Sunier said that Léger was a calm and clear-headed person. This evaluation was a little too much. There was no problem with him being clear-headed. No one noticed that someone was following them except for Léger. However, such an intense method couldn't be considered calm.

"He wants to kill me," Léger suddenly added. Perhaps he saw through Han Jin's feelings.

"Oh?" Han Jin's expression turned cold. If it was just following them, it wouldn't be a big deal. Maybe it was just out of curiosity. However, if he wanted to hurt Léger, then it was a serious matter.

"It's … … It's a blacksmith under General Jason who hired me to follow you." The one-eyed man answered quickly. He then begged, "Sir, please let me go. I don't want to die like this."

"General Jason?"

"Jason is the commander of the West City's cavalry. He has a lot of power." Léger looked coldly at the one-eyed man. "Are you lying?"

"Sir … … I'm about to die. Why would I lie?" The one-eyed man said with a trembling voice. "Please let me go, sir!"

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