People often said that the night was the soil for evil, but they didn't know that even under the scorching sun, maggots and jackals could always smell filth and blood.
The sun penetrated the thick clouds and fell on the ground of Quarry Town. The whistling sea breeze brought with it a warm smell, blowing away the dust of the colored stone mine. The guards and sailors of the merchant ship gathered at the entrance of the inn. In a room upstairs, several merchants gathered together and were plotting something.
Suddenly, the door opened, and Lang Shi walked out quickly, clutching his stomach. He walked quickly to the public bathroom in the corridor. He coughed softly, and the innermost cubicle opened, and a person walked out. Lang Shi walked over and whispered something in the person's ear, and the person immediately left the bathroom. After leaving the hotel, he went straight to the center of town.
In the room upstairs, because of Lang Shi's discomfort, the conversation was temporarily interrupted. Lombardi stood by the window and looked at the entrance of the inn. The corners of his mouth curled up into a sly smile.
Lang Shi returned and the conspiracy continued.
Night came as promised. When the last ray of light was driven away and darkness completely enveloped the town, the door of the quiet hostel slowly opened, revealing a crowd of people behind the door. It was as if they were silently waiting for a fire to burn.
"Everyone, success or failure will be decided tonight. As long as this fire burns, the Tiago caravan will be burned to ashes." Lombardi's face was ferocious.
Everyone roared in agreement. Then, they spread out according to the plan and led their respective guards to the designated location.
"Lang Shi, the two colored stone mines are the most important locations. You and I will each go to one of them. When we arrive, I will arrange for someone to bring you to the quarry. Heh heh, the Tiago caravan would never expect that a portion of the explosives they send every month would be secretly hidden by my people, and then used to blow up their fleet."
Lang Shi and Lombardi walked side by side. He glanced at Lombardi's crazy and ferocious expression from the corner of his eye. Lang Shi's heart turned cold. Who would have thought that this guy was preparing this plan the first time he stepped into Colorful Stone Town? He was a madman.
"You take out the explosives, then we will meet up and go directly to the dock. At that time, the mole on the ship will cooperate with us." Lombardi patted Lang Shi's shoulder and said sinisterly, "Boom! The Tiago caravan will be completely trapped on this island."
"I understand!" Lang Shi replied in a deep voice.
"It's up to you. You go left, and I'll go right. We'll go around the center of the town." Lombardi pointed to the left side of the road and disappeared with Ka Ba and the other two from the right side of the street.
Lang Shi watched as Lombardi's figure disappeared into the darkness. He turned around and walked towards the left side of the street. The sound of footsteps gradually faded away. Five minutes later, a blurry figure appeared at the intersection again. Lang Shi stood at the intersection and looked coldly at the empty street on the right. He then led his men to walk towards the middle of the street. That was the road that led to the center of the town.
At the entrance of the hostel in the center of the town, a stool was placed quietly at the entrance. Tunas was sitting on it, and behind him stood the caravan guards who were ready to set off. It was too dark to see clearly.
"He's here!"
Noxus, who was standing at the side with his hands in his pockets, heard the sound of footsteps. Sure enough, after a while, everyone heard the sound of footsteps.
Lang Shi quickened his pace and almost ran in front of Tunas. He then told him everything that he had heard about Lombardi's plan.
When he heard the words "gunpowder" and "blow up," Tunas suddenly stood up. The muscles in his eyebrows stretched, and a faint laughter came from his throat.
Lang Shi didn't think that Tunas was really laughing. He couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine, and he stopped talking.
The cold moonlight shone in his cold eyes, releasing a cold killing intent. Tunas stared at Lang Shi, and the coldness in his voice was so obvious that even an idiot could understand it. "Then, where are the other bastards who have eaten the heart of a bear and the heart of a leopard?"
"Set the fire!" Lang Shi shuddered. "They divided into three groups. One group will set the fire in the center of the town to attract the guards in the hostel to put out the fire. Another group will go around the mountain path to the dock. Once the fire breaks out, they will intercept and kill the sailors sent by the merchant ships to put out the fire. And the last group …"
Lang Shi's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. He swallowed his saliva and said hesitantly, "They are hiding in the town, waiting for an opportunity to assassinate … assassinate …"
"Assassinate me?" Tunas said on behalf of Lang Shi. He patted Lang Shi's nervous body and grinned, revealing his white teeth. He then turned his head to Noxus, who was playing with his weapon, and said, "Did you hear that? They want to kill me."
Noxus's charcoal-like skin made him look like he was naturally hidden in the darkness. The weapon in his hand was a hook similar to a scorpion's tail, which was also dark in color. He stopped what he was doing when he heard Tunas' words. His small eyes flashed with a fierce and bloodthirsty light, just like a venomous scorpion. "A group of reckless merchants. I've long wanted to kill them all."
"I wanted to keep them alive, but since they are rushing to their deaths, I can't stop them," Tunas said with a sigh. "Besides, they all know about Alabasta. Haha … Then I really can't let any of them live."
… …
If one were to look down from a bird's eye view, one would discover that under the tranquil night sky, on the bluestone roads and streets, some sneaky silhouettes had appeared in places that were usually deserted. Each of them held a torch wrapped in cotton cloth and alcohol. Two pairs of hands were carrying heavy wooden boxes, and the sound of bottles colliding could be heard as they swayed. A few of them had already opened the boxes and retrieved yellow bottles from within. Instantly, a pungent smell of kerosene permeated the air.
"Spread out!"
The liquid splashed on the ground, the surrounding walls, and the flammable things piled up on both sides of the street. Then, they suddenly stopped and heard footsteps.
"Stop!" Before the footsteps stopped and the silhouette of the figure was still blurred, an indifferent voice had already entered their ears. "You need to set fire to another place."
"Who are you?"
Everyone looked warily at the figure that walked out of the darkness. It was a robust man with a slightly pale but handsome face under his fine hair. Behind the man, there were two tall figures that were not too far away.
The man was Yarlin, and behind him were two inferior slaves.
The leader of the arson team was one of the small merchants. He stared at Yarlin. He had never seen this face in his memory. He secretly made a gesture behind him. The sound of the blade being unsheathed was very subtle, but it could not escape Yarlin's ears. He stopped and said to the unfriendly crowd, "Lombardi sent me."
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