Bang!

Almost at the same time, in a red wine manor southeast of the suburbs, several precious porcelains from the east were thrown heavily on the floor and turned into pieces.

This kind of venting is meaningless. The furious Marquis of Grandet was obviously not regaining his anger. He grabbed the trembling housekeeper and roared with a twisted face, "Damn it, who can tell me why that evening newspaper did not go bankrupt at all?"

Poor Housekeeper Galli had no time to wipe off his spit, so he could only explain tremblingly: "Sir, it's not my business. Who would have thought that the little white face suddenly took out any advertisements? They should have gone bankrupt."

"This is not a reason, what I want to see is the result." When the Marquis Grandet became even more angry when he mentioned this, "That damn little white-faced, what is in his head? Why every time, why can he turn defeat into victory? Is that guy really smart..."

"Obviously, it's not that he is too smart, but that you are too stupid." Without any warning, at this moment, a sharp voice as cold as a dead fish suddenly floated quietly in the living room.

The cold wind whistled past, blowing out the shaking candlelight, causing the entire hall to fall into darkness. Marquis Grandet turned his head in horror, and in his blurry sight, a miserable white figure was sitting on the sofa, humming strange songs and hitting the floor rhythmically.

Papa! Papa! Papa! Papa! Papa! Papa! Papa! Papa!

This strange scene made people feel creepy. Marquis Grandet subconsciously took a few steps back, then pushed it without hesitation, forcing the housekeeper to go up and take a look.

Why me? The poor housekeeper was trembling and could only endure goose bumps all over his body. He lit a candle in horror, and walked over step by step in trembling.

In an instant, just as the candlelight illuminated the miserable white figure, both the Marquis Grandet and the Butler of Galley were so frightened that their faces were distorted, and they collapsed uncontrollably.

Not far ahead of them, a mummy covered in bandages was sitting on the sofa, humming a song and slowly playing the beat. His body was completely wrapped in white bandages, revealing only two gray-white eyes, and it was gloomy in the darkness.

The gods are above! This is...what the hell is this?

Marquis Grandet tightly pressed against the wall in horror. He almost stopped breathing, and the Butler Galli beside him shivered uncontrollably, and his legs could not support the weight of his body.

But at this moment, the mummy, completely wrapped in the bandage, suddenly burst out with a dry and sharp laugh. He slowly stood up: "Dear Mr. Grandet, you welcome me in this way. If Lord Clown knew about it, you might be very unhappy."

For a moment, the Marquis Grandet was about to escape, but at the moment he heard this, he suddenly opened his eyes wide in disbelief: "Joker? Wait. You are Lord Clown..."

"The sailor is long." The mummy bowed stiffly, his hoarse voice was so harsh, as if his throat had been burned by flames. "For more than ten years, I have been the sailor of Lord Clown. You can call me - Black Thorn!"

"Black...Black Thorn?" Grandet suddenly sweated coldly. At this moment, he remembered the terrible rumor.

It is said that under the command of the Pirate Clown, there is a cruel and bloodthirsty shadow assassin. That guy is even more distorted than Death Flame. His favorite thing is to dissect a living person, and it is not an anatomy at one time, but to slowly dissect it for three days and three nights until the other party is wailing and silenced.

"Looks like. Have you heard my name?" The mummy, who calls himself a black thorn, grimly grinned, looking at Marquis Grandet's gaze, as if he was looking at a fresh experimental subject, "Don't worry. I have no interest in your body, but the Eastern monkey who killed the Death Flame, I have a lot of ideas about his body structure."

"Yes...yes..." Marquis Grandet replied in horror, but suddenly raised his head in disbelief, "Wait, Lord Blackthorn, are you here to Ivory Island this time to deal with the yellow-skinned monkey?"

Thank goodness! This is the best news I've heard lately!

In an instant, Marquis Grandet couldn't help but be ecstatic, and even had the urge to pounce on and hug Black Thorn. Only a few seconds later, in addition to the initial surprise, he suddenly showed a hesitant expression: "Mr. Black Thorn, I don't doubt your strength, but that yellow-skinned monkey is not easy to deal with, and even Lord Death Flame failed unfortunately."

"Don't compare me with that arson maniac." Black Thorn snorted coldly, and grinned sarcastically, "Although they are both high-level bronze, I just need to use one hand to solve him easily, not to mention that Joker specially carried out for me for this mission..."

"Have you done it?" Marquis Grandet was stunned and raised his head in confusion.

"It has nothing to do with you." Black Thorn's eyes suddenly became extremely cold, "But, in order to increase your confidence, I can show you something a little, such as--"

Without warning, his body suddenly became blurred. In the dark light, two sharp swords as thin as spider silk roared and sounded softly, ejected from under his miserable white bandage, and instantly turned into crisscrossing cold light, covering the entire hall.

Amid the hissing, the cold light flashed away, and the black thorn seemed to be doing nothing, still sitting on the sofa gloomy.

But the next moment, with the candlelight shaking, all the objects in the hall were instantly broken, and even the square table made of solid mahogany was broken into thousands of tiny fragments, silently spilling all over the ground.

My God! Grandet gasped in fear. What a terrible attack speed. Even though he had tried his best to observe just now, he still could not capture the other party's sword trajectory, and even could not see the afterimage.

What's even more terrifying is that at the moment when the sword shot out from under the bandage, under the slightly floating bandage, something seemed to be faintly revealed... No, maybe it was just an illusion, but if it was true...

"The more you know, the faster you die." Black Thorn grinned gloomy, with warnings in his gray eyes, "Dear Marquis, I believe you didn't see anything just now, right?"

"Of course, of course." Marquis Grandet lowered his head in a cold sweat, and decided to forget the scene he had just seen forever. "Mr. Black Thorn, your strength is far beyond my imagination. Now I can be 100% sure that the yellow-skinned monkey will definitely become your anatomy."

"Very good, then you can get out." Totally ignore this compliment, Black Thorn pointed coldly at the door, "From now on, this manor has been requisitioned by me, the only thing you have to do is provide information, including what the yellow-skinned monkey has done every day."

Yes, yes, Marquis Grandet could only agree, and then bowed and said, "Then, I wish you a happy evening. I will return to my residence in the city now. If you have any need, please send someone to notify me at any time."

As he said this, he immediately left with tactfulness. In fact, facing this perverted anatomy, anyone would be under great pressure. God knows when this guy goes crazy, he will break his allies into a pile of meat.

Standing in place with a expressionless face, Black Tsubasa watched Grandet's back flee in a hurry. After a few seconds of silence, he suddenly turned his head slowly and looked around, sniffing very hard.

As if I had noticed a certain breath, the monster wrapped in a bandage suddenly narrowed his green eyes slightly, looked to the southwest outside the manor, and showed that hungry perverted gaze-

"It seems that I don't need to come to visit me on my own initiative?"

Ah Yeh! It was like feeling some kind of resentment. In the black pine forest outside the manor, Lin Taiping suddenly couldn't help but sneeze heavily: "Well, it's so strange, why do I think someone is missing us?"

This thought just flashed by. He quickly shook his head and put his distracting thoughts back on this night attack. With his position as the core, a large group of taurens and dark elves had lurked in place. Tulu even held a manor structure diagram like a decent look and studied combat strategies seriously.

"Please, you're wrong." Lin Taiping couldn't help kicking him, and then introduced, "Okay, guys, according to the situation I bought from the Thieves Guild before, the defense power in this manor is not weak. In addition to more than 100 private armed soldiers, the Blood Tooth Mercenary Group we had dealt with was also stationed here."

Blood-tooth Mercenary Group? Tulu and Ye Ge looked at each other, first with a confused face, then nodded neatly as if they were suddenly enlightened.

"Ah, that's the group of big lizards that look very fat and have good taste, and must taste very good?"

"Well, is it the middle-aged man who wore an emerald ring on his left ring finger, who was worth at least a few thousand gold coins?"

Who are these people? Lin Taiping couldn't help rolling his eyes desperately, thinking that if the commander of the Green Wolf would be so sad and angry that he would burst into tears when he heard these words. Is my famous intermediate mercenary group just equivalent to a one-horned earthly lizard and an emerald ring in the eyes of you foodies and jewelry collectors?

As it turned out, it was true that this was true. Tulu wiped his saliva with a longing and couldn't wait to carry the totem stone pillar: "The God of Darkness is here, what are we waiting for? rush in and kill those guys quickly. I'm so hungry that my stomach is twitching."

Very good and powerful. Lin Taiping didn't want to say anything, so the only thing he could do was stand up directly from the grass, tidy up his bow tie very carefully, and walk towards the manor gate leisurely.

Just a few seconds later, the blood-toothed mercenaries patrolling the door noticed the abnormality and immediately drew out their swords with vigilance. The harsh metal collision sounded particularly loud in the night: "Stop! Who?"

"Who? Ask me?" completely ignoring the threatening gazes from the opposite side, Lin Taiping raised his hands with a smile, and by the way, he also mentioned the empty bottle in his right hand-
Chapter completed!