Lord of the Mysteries

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Bartender fell to the ground and huddled into a ball.

“White Shark” Hamilton is heavily snorted, and he doesn’t say anything. He turns to the second floor and steps on the wooden ladder creak.

After watching the excitement, the drunks dispersed, Captain Elland and the others returned to the upper level unaffected and continued to play cards.

Klein took this opportunity and followed the stairs.

He returned to “Flying Fish and Liquor”, not to deal with White Shark for non-existent harm, but simply to get more information from the Boss, a pub that is connected to multiple pirate forces. After all, he named his new identity Gehrman, Hidden means to hunt bloody pirates, and replace the people in Hunger’s Squirming with their spirits, meat and Extraordinary characteristics.

Demir Harbor has no gas resources, and the aisle of the second floor is quite dim. On the brass candlesticks inlaid on the two walls, the lights are swaying and dim like beans.

Klein reached out and wiped his face while observing the environment, silently becoming a guard on the first floor.

As for the difference in clothing decoration, he made up for it with the ability of illusion fabrication.

Ready, he walked toward the “White Shark” Hamilton room in the spiritual intuition.

He first passed the place where he played cards and did not attract anyone’s attention.

He came to the guards who guarded the passage and stopped consciously, lowering his voice:

“There is something downstairs.”

“Storms of the above, what’s going on tonight?” A guard exclaimed.

“Hopefully those nice people will not be hurt.” Another guard said slightly worried.

He refers to the prostitutes who are attached to the bar.

“They are okay.” Klein crossed the guard and came to the White Shark door, raising his hand firmly and knocking.

“Who?” Hamilton asked.

“Boss, it’s me, there is a situation downstairs!” Klein recalled the address information he had just got when he was watching the excitement, deliberately hoarse and vocal.

“Damn!” Hamilton snorted. “Come into what is happening!”

Klein twisted the handle and walked in.

When closing the door smoothly, he lifted the illusion spell, his facial muscles swiftly moved, and returned to his previous identity—blond hair blue eyes, 5 ordinary new drinkers.

“You…” Hamilton first glimpsed, then opened his mouth and tried to shout.

At the same time, his imaginary fish scales appeared on the back of his hand, and the body of the tall and obese body expanded again.

Suddenly, his heartbeat peng peng speeded up, and the strong fear from instinct caught his throat.

At this moment, he felt that the stranger standing by the door was a Devil who had been hungry for many days, examining his flesh and soul with cold and hungry eyes.

In an instant, “White Shark” Hamilton is in a state of extreme panic and cannot respond effectively.

Klein walked slowly to the sofa and sat down, courtesy with a smile :

“Can you calmly communicate now?”

The feeling of being stared at by the terrible monster suddenly disappears, Hamilton becomes relaxed at once, and his body is like a pierced balloon, which has shrunk a lot.

He no longer recklessly called for help, and asked his forehead to see:

“Who are you? What do you want to do?”

“A hunter.” Klein replied casually. “I heard that you are connected to multiple pirate forces. I want to know the corresponding situation.”

“No, I don’t …” “White Shark” Hamilton subconsciously denied.

He immediately felt the hunger of the madness to the extreme, only to see that the opposite man’s eyes seemed to have a dark red.

Klein pondered the persona in his heart, Sven said with a smile:

“You have 2 options.

“One answered frankly, 2 was killed by me, and then answered frankly.”

Killing spiritism? “White Shark” Hamilton has heard of similar rumors and has difficulty swallowing saliva:

“Why do you want to know about these situations?”

Klein smiled and said:

“I am a hunter and I am chasing bounty.”

Hamilton suddenly felt that the other party’s polite smile showed an inexplicable crazy meaning, unable to bear blurted out:

“You, are you crazy?

“I have seen a lot of similar adventurers, but all are buried in the seabed!

“It’s not difficult to hunt a pirate alone, but can you guard against subsequent revenge? The prostitute in the bar looks like an ordinary customer, maybe a pirate’s informant! Your friendly associates will be bought at any time, behind the scenes. Give you a shot! The pirates will collect intelligence in advance to contain the boats you are riding. Can you protect all the passengers? Can you survive in the strikes of a cannon in the sea that cannot escape? ”

After venting his inner fear in one breath, he saw the gentle man with a gentle smile smile again on the opposite man who claimed to be a hunter:

“If you kill them, you won’t have these problems.”

… real lunatic … “White Shark” Hamilton took a deep breath and said:

“I have connections with many pirates, but they are all passive. The cash, jewelry, and goods they need to sell need to be sold. They need to be replaced with spirits, food, fresh water, weapons, and women’s comfort. But I can only wait for them here, not sure where their ships are driving, what is the most recent goal.”

“What else?” Klein asked quietly.

His answer just now was mainly to scare White Shark. As for the revenge of the pirates, he was not worried at all. As a Faceless Man, if he could be found so easily, it would be better to find a place to sink into seabed.

And…”White Shark” Hamilton’s throat squirmed and did not immediately make a positive or negative description.

He closed his mouth and looked at the gentleman wearing a half-high silk top hat, calmly and introverted as if he was looking at the crazy eyes.

The disturbing silence is like the sea before the rainstorm, gently echoing, colliding and fermenting.

Finally, Hamilton removed his gaze and sullenly held his hand on the table in front of him:

“Yes, I am still collecting news for them. If there is urgent information, I will use the radio station they gave to remind them to pay attention.”

White Shark does not dare to take risks, fearing that the other party has a unique extraordinary ability, and can judge whether he is telling the truth or whether he has told all the facts.

“Radio?” Klein, a successful gamer, has captured a noun.

“This is what they told me. It’s similar to the telegram, but it doesn’t need a wire.” Hamilton turned to ash-gray safe and crouched down.

Wireless report? Are pirates so high-tech? Klein vaguely guessed what the other party said.

He had thought of inventing something similar, and turned to the corresponding magazine to realize that the wireless newspaper had already appeared, but he had not yet found his own position in the commercial field-Mad Sea, which separates southern continent and northern continent. Thunder, turbulent magnetic field, storm raging, only a few channels can pass, even if equipped with wireless report, it is almost useless. Similarly, the weather of Misty Sea and Sunya Sea changes drastically, there are many factors that affect electromagnetic propagation, wireless report Application has been greatly restricted.

Could it be that something improved that could solve some problems? Klein looks at White Shark Pry the floor in front of safe, and by twisting the device, a Secret Sect appears on the wall.

Behind the Secret Sect is a concealed cabinet divided into 3 compartments. The uppermost layer contains some documents and bills. There are weapons such as revolvers and new half-arm guns in the middle, and complex black machinery is stuffed below.

Klein just glanced at it, and through the impression of past life and the information collected before, it was judged that the mechanical creation was a wireless station.

“It’s this thing. They call it a radio station. The news can be received by Rhosid Archipelago in the farthest. It must be seen from the weather. It depends on luck. Usually, it is usually too troublesome and has many restrictions.” Hamilton is not Understand, according to the accepted teaching and experience, vaguely describe the corresponding situation.

It’s better than the new wireless desk that is currently being commercialized… I don’t know who invented it… Klein listened quietly and asked directly:

“Who are they?”

He made himself behave like a bounty hunter who didn’t understand technology.

“White Shark” Hamilton wiped the cold sweat on his forehead:

“Silver Coin Viper” Odell, who claimed to be the owner of The Daybreak, and Old Quine, the intelligence officer of Admiral of Blood, appeared together. I can’t confirm whether they are cooperating. Of course, Odell has always only claimed. “

The owner of “The Daybreak”, the Queen of Mysteries? Klein withdrew his gaze, and there was no time for gold coins in his hand.

The gold coins continued to roll between the fingers, and finally jumped into the air, and fell, and it seemed that White Shark was unknown, so trembling with fear.

Looking down, Klein stood up slowly.

Just then, he suddenly asked:

“Who gave you the magical medicine?”

“O-Old Quine…” Hamilton hesitated or chose to confess.

Klein gently nodded, no longer asking, and turned to the door.

kuāng dāng! The wooden door opened and closed, and the silhouette wearing a black wool coat disappeared in White Shark’s room.

Hamilton holding the breath, waiting for a dozen seconds, finally sighed with a long breath.

He quickly wiped off the sweat on his face, moved the radio to the table, turned over a Code Book, and busy taking a telegram to the distance:

“I was stared!

“Unfamiliar guy!”

Beside the devoted Hamilton, Klein put his hands in his pockets and quietly looks at, bringing all the band spectrum and Code Book content into his eyes.

His departure just now was a large-scale illusion spell performance, more than enough to deal with the low sequencer of the Sailor path of White Shark.

As for whether you can remember the question of having the body content in the future, Divinator doesn’t need to think about it. You can recall all of them in a “dreamland divination”.

Admiral of Blood and his men are passionate about killing, like blood, and are passionate about violence against women. Every time they rob a passenger ship, they will always create a tragedy … This is a recognized thing, and they are very proud of it, always not stingy To preach … the goal of hunting, the object of adventure, give priority to them … Klein thinks a little bit, taking advantage of Hamilton’s opportunity to clean up the radio, and is ready to really leave this room.

He does not intend to deal with White Shark for the time being, fearing that he will disturb the real prey. Anyway, this kind of guy who is on land, has a fixed site, and is held by his own handle can be easily solved by a report letter afterwards.

Klein’s silent footsteps, the door slowly split, and quietly closed, bringing a slight cool breeze.

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