In a dilapidated wooden house, two mysterious people in long robes were sitting in an empty room, talking face to face to face about something important, which made the atmosphere in the house very tense.

"Failed again?"

This is a male voice with a muffled voice. When people hear it, they can't help but think of those old-school drama actors who like to speak with a tight voice.

"So what? I'm not a voodoo shaman playing with the worm!"

The conversation with him was a female voice who spoke very sharply. The curves looming under her cloak outlined her body, revealing her extreme confidence advantage, and she didn't care whether these exposed clothes could withstand attacks.

"I am only responsible for finding people, not for quality assurance."

The man snorted coldly and said indifferently.

"Hehe, so I am only responsible for work and quality-keeping, and I am not responsible for it."

The woman's laughter was weird, harsh and sick, just like the feeling of someone using a sharp needle to penetrate the piercing of the ear, which was extremely awkward.

"Shana! According to the contract, you must complete the task within the specified time."

The man seemed to be offended by the woman's attitude. He stood up and shook the weapon hidden under the robe, and from the light shining through the skylight, it could be clearly seen that it was a hammer unique to the dwarf, short but particularly heavy.

"Hahaha, yes, but the specified time, but I made it! ~ Haven't you read the contract?"

The woman's laughter that had stopped appeared again, and the ups and downs of tune would make people feel like she was singing loudly.

"You've tampered with the contract!"

The man finally couldn't help suppressing his anger, pulled off the hood that had been covering his head, staring at the woman who was much taller than him with anger.

"Dark, don't say so badly! I'm saying that respecting the contract and making the contract in the interests of both parties is not exactly what you need to do when signing the contract?"

The woman fixed her smile on her face and supported the corner of her mouth with her hands to keep it upturned.

If it weren't for her face full of sewing marks, it could be considered a kind of playfulness that belongs to a mature woman.

The dwarf pulled out the hammer at his waist and raised it over his head, looking like he had a broken conversation with a woman. He was ready to turn over the table and refused to continue the conversation.

The woman was not frightened by the dwarf's appearance at all, but sat very calmly on her chair, took out a manicure knife from somewhere, and carefully polished her nails that could hardly be seen in protruding parts.

"Shana! You have received our rewards and paid for your business. Isn't it your creed?"

The dwarf took a step forward and was closer to the woman. The hammer could touch the front of the woman's hood. He only needed to lift her hood gently.

She raised her trimmed nails and nodded with satisfaction when looking at the hammer with the moonlight, without taking the dwarf's intimidation to heart.

"Talking about creed with you guys with brain problems? Do you think there is something wrong with my brain?"

After the woman finished her work, she seriously replied to the dwarf's indignation. The disdain revealed in her words made the veins that had already been exposed by the dwarf even more obvious.

"If it weren't for the lack of manpower, how could I find a street-landering mouse like you?"

A rough sound like a knife cutting metal came in from outside the door, and followed by an ugly tall man with hairless folds. He would not feel overwhelmed by all the negative words that people could imagine.

"Then why do you have to be so zozoosome now? I'm just a mouse that you call you."

The moment the woman stood up, a white light flashed, and the dwarf who was already threatening her with a hammer in his hand had collapsed to the ground.

Don't worry, he must have turned aside the dwarf's usual brave tradition because of fear. He was just because there was less connection between his neck and head, so he could only stop moving and fall asleep quietly.

"Add a piece of Dorkin and give you three more days to live."

The man didn't care about the death of the dwarf under his command. He walked along the way and even stepped on him as if nothing had happened. He walked to the woman against the uneven ground, staring at the woman with his dark brown eyes and threatened.

"Oh~?"

The woman smiled evilly, like the red roses in the wild suddenly blooming, with blood-red beauty and silver-white sword light, charming and dangerous.

The man's right face was cut by a woman's dagger. The cut facial skin did not drip bright red blood like an ordinary person, but a black viscous liquid kept pouring out from it, quickly wrapping the man's injured area.

Within a few seconds, the injured face was as ugly as before.

"If you don't want to accept it, then there is only one result."

The man suddenly showed a hideous smile, revealing his row of snow-white teeth.

"Sorry, I don't want the money, but I still have to ask for my life."

The reason why the woman chose to stop was not because she suddenly became kind and was unwilling to make the next plan for Lake and the others. After all, she designed a series of routines step by step when she was making arrangements. Even if there was an uncertain factor, there was absolutely no situation for Lake and the others to escape.

But even though she made such strict preparations, she still let Lake and the others escape, not that her plan was not perfect.

Instead, she took the initiative to stop and ended the trap later, which is why Lake and the others did not face other dangers in Buti's imagination after facing the attacks of alienators and wild wolves.

"That Lu is just a clown! Did you give up such a large task because of him?"

The man's hand suddenly became alienated, and a long boned knife drilled out of his wrist, which perfectly matched the proportion of his arm.

"Not about his identity, I just owe him a favor, that's all."

The woman handed the knife to block the man's attack, but his powerful force still made the woman take a few steps back. Although the sharp high-heeled leather boots were not broken, they also made two deep grooves on the wooden floor.

"The bounty killer is also concerned with human nature?"

The man's unaltered left hand clenched into a fist and smashed the woman's dagger. After feeling the collision between it and the dagger, he immediately stabbed his right hand from under the left arm that the woman could not observe.

"clang!"

It was obvious that the woman was making the same plan. She blocked the man's alienated arm and fought with him for a few quick attempts. There was no victory or defeat. The woman's arm was injured, and a small piece of the front end of the man's alienated long knife was cut off.

"I have been very reliable and have not told him the employer's information, so don't let me break up completely."

The woman didn't want to fight with the man in this narrow wooden house. It was not that she couldn't beat him, but that she didn't want to provoke this guy before the complete negotiations broke down.

This meaningless fight has nothing to do with her calculating name "poisonous spider", neither elegant nor calm.

"Only dead people will keep secrets."

From the man's hoarse throat was a bloody killing word.

In the collision of weapons between the two sides, the woman's situation became increasingly dangerous. She was almost forced to the corner by the man and she was unable to retreat.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the man's heavy punch passed by the woman's hair end and then penetrated directly through the wooden wall behind the woman. The broken wooden board splashed around them with the impact of the man's fist. At this moment, the dim corner of the wall was shrouded in brown and yellow wood chips.

The woman took advantage of the fact that the man's vision was blocked and his arm was stuck, and quickly slid forward and passed the tall man blocking him.

"die!"

The man could not see the woman, but his sensitive ears still heard the sound of the woman's high heels colliding on the wooden floor. The inability to move his left hand does not mean that the same is true for his right hand.

The right hand, which had transformed into a knife, turned back halfway from his chest and slashed directly at the woman who had not yet reacted.

The woman did not look back, but she sensed the man's attack with her own sense of intuition, twisting her waist into an unusual amplitude, avoiding the man's sneak attack to the extreme, but she lost her center of gravity and fell to the ground.

The failure of the man's sneak attack did not end his attempt to kill the woman. He roared and pulled out his left hand, which was stuck by the broken wooden board, with a ruthless affair.

Another piece of wood chips was flying, and the already damaged wooden wall was even worse. The holes the size of fists now have a head-like scale.

The bright moonlight finally found a way to pass other than the skylight, chose a good angle, and walked into the wooden house openly, but the scene inside was unsightly.

The wood chips all over the ground were combined with the weak and charming messy beauty. No matter how you look at it, they were all a picture of a strong man in the wild who was so angry that he wanted to humiliate and robbed innocent women.

Of course, if the woman had no dagger in her hand and no murderous intention in her eyes, the picture would have been even more beautiful.

"It seems that the negotiations between us have broken down."

The woman quickly took off her expensive high-heeled leather boots and threw them hard at the man's head, trying to affect the man's observation.

It seemed like it had succeeded. The man subconsciously dodged when he saw the boots he smashed towards him and shifted his head a few centimeters.

Logically speaking, there is no problem with this. It can not only avoid the hidden weapons thrown by the woman, but also keep her eyes on her.

But this happened to be a woman's routine. The light-type spell she had prepared for a long time was constructed from her palm. It was worthy of being the fastest element to release. Under the extreme speed, before the man could react, his left eye was penetrated by a milky white ray, allowing the woman to clearly see what he looked in his brain.

"ah!"
Chapter completed!