Sure enough, in the new script, do you define yourself as a pure tool person?
Fu Qian, who was surrounded, let out a deep sigh.
Judging from the reaction of this group of people, after locking in their identities as assassins, they ignored what they said and only wanted to kill themselves.
In this case, there is no need to stay here any longer.
Fu Qian quickly made up his mind, he had already gained a lot tonight, and staying any longer would only intensify the conflict.
So, the next moment, his figure flashed and he jumped out from the balcony.
Amidst Grace's screams, Fu Qian disappeared into the vast night.
"don’t worry."
In the huge banquet hall, a group of people looked in the direction of the balcony, and Collins spoke.
"I've memorized his face, I can't run away."
Sure enough, it doesn't end that easily.
Collins' words were overheard by Fu Qian, who was lurking outside.
It's obvious that these people are not ready to give up. I wonder if this is part of the script.
But there is no doubt that from now on, there will be dozens more people chasing him in this town, and they are all capable of causing harm to him.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense, but what does it have to do with you guys tracking a bald assassin and me just on vacation!
While Fu Qian was thinking, his facial features began to change rapidly.
When he left the courtyard, he had changed back to his own appearance.
There is still a lot of valuable information.
Although it is currently unclear how this group of people became like this, it is almost certain that Hrom's death has something to do with them.
In addition, he also received a name - Knight.
This old man who was unable to attend the banquet is undoubtedly worth a visit when he has time.
In fact, it's pretty good right now. The only problem is that I don't know where he lives yet.
Walking in the night, my mind is racing.
Weier most likely knew, but there was no need to go back and ask her specifically for the time being.
Walking around the corner, I stretched out my hand to stop a taxi before paying.
"To old Knight's house."
After getting into the car, Fu Qian said directly.
Most of the people attending this kind of banquet are well-known people in the town, so it's unlikely that the taxi driver doesn't know about it.
"Which Knight?"
Unexpectedly, the driver was quite cautious. After nodding subconsciously, he asked one more question.
"The one who lost his son not long ago."
I didn’t even raise my head before paying.
This type of news undoubtedly spreads very quickly, and the driver understood it immediately.
Ten minutes later, Fu Qian arrived at his destination.
After paying the fare and coming down, looking at the building in front of him, he started taking action without hesitation.
Looks like I'm at home.
Walking through this equally luxurious manor, Fu Qian quickly discovered something unusual.
According to the direction in his perception, he quickly found the target location.
But the door to the room was open, and it was dark inside with no light.
A figure was facing away, sitting silently in the darkness.
"who?"
But before he could enter, an old voice had already sounded.
Can you actually discover your own existence?
Before paying, I was not surprised but overjoyed.
Although he didn't deliberately restrain his aura, it was definitely not something ordinary people could detect, let alone with their backs turned.
Compared with others at the banquet, this person is obviously a little special.
You may have come to the right place.
While he was thinking about it, the people in the room had already turned around.
The darkness did not affect Fu Qian's vision at all, and he could see that he was indeed an elderly man with gray hair and beard.
The most eye-catching thing at the moment is what this man is holding in his right hand.
A brass-colored long-barreled revolver shone coldly in the faint moonlight, and it was already aimed at him.
You can even see the exquisite patterns on it before paying.
This should be Mr. Knight.
"who?"
The other party asked again in the same tone, as if he was ready to shoot at any time.
"Because you didn't show up at the banquet tonight, Ms. Grace asked me to come and visit."
Fu Qian walked forward with a smile on his face, turning a blind eye to the musket pointed at him.
Although theoretically, the weapon in this person's hand can indeed cause damage to himself, but only if it hits.
But when you are on guard, that is impossible.
"banquet?"
The old man repeated it subconsciously. After a long time, he shook his head and began to talk to himself intermittently.
"Indeed, there was a banquet tonight... it was very important, but I didn't go... I seemed to have forgotten."
It was Nate who didn't run away.
Nod before paying.
"It's okay, the main thing is to make sure you didn't encounter any accidents."
After his guess was confirmed, Fu Qian took a step forward again, naturally sat down opposite Knight, and observed the other person carefully.
Compared with others, Knight is undoubtedly different.
First of all, this person also has that kind of imperceptible emptiness, but the degree is obviously worse.
Then it was obvious that unlike other people immersed in the drama, he would react to external information and have logical dialogue.
What's more, Fu Qian lowered his head and looked at the ground.
With Knight as the center, a thin layer of white frost is spreading to all sides, covering the feet to form a circle.
Even in front of me, I can feel a chill.
Extraordinary power?
This scene made Fu Qian even more curious.
This Mr. Knight actually has an aura of extraordinary power about him?
"The assassin is an unfamiliar face. He shouldn't be from the town. It's best to inform Chief Harry as soon as possible..."
While he was thinking about it, Knight's tone changed and he said something inconsistent.
Um?
He frowned before paying.
When he said this, Knight's state seemed to have changed, becoming closer to the people at the banquet.
"When I heard Sean's name, I felt very sad and lost the strength to attend the party. I am very sorry..."
At this time, Knight's tone changed again, his face was full of sadness, and he looked at Fu Qian's words with a blank expression.
"Sean is an excellent kid. I am proud of him. I will not allow anyone to slander him..."
It's changed again. This old man's mental state is very confusing!
He nodded secretly before paying.
Knight seems to be constantly switching between the two states.
One is a normal state, capable of conversation and communication to a certain extent.
The other is in a state of drama, trying his best to play his role in the script.
This should be the reason why he did not attend the banquet.
The only question is, what could cause this situation?
"It doesn't matter, everyone can understand."
While comforting old Knight, he looked around and looked around.
The smell of alcohol could be smelled in the air, and behind Old Knight, a fallen glass and a half-drunk bottle of wine could be seen.
It was obvious that this person was here to drink away his sorrows.
At the same time, there is also a hint of gunpowder, indicating that the revolver may have been fired once.