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Chapter 3 The Broker's Name is Ghoul (Part 2)

"Sir, where do you plan to go next?" Sinbad was still waiting at the door, and did not run away just because he got the silver coins. This was originally a small test for Gordon. Even if he is an errand, he must be honest and reliable.

"Take me to the most expensive hotel in the area." Gordon looked at the sky. The twilight was still shining. Half of the sky was blue like the sea, and half of the sky was golden and red like flames. Under the backlight, the dark outline of the Temple of God in the distance was reflected, making it even more...

A sense of solemnity and solemnity.

"Okay, sir, the most expensive hotel is in the Garden District, called the Magic Lamp. The most luxurious room costs one gold coin a day. The best places to play are all concentrated in the Garden District. There are many rich people and dignitaries in that area. Rumor has it that the locals

The biggest black marketeer also lives nearby, but unfortunately I don't know his name." Sinbad introduced him eloquently.

The road leading to the garden area is covered with greenery and is divided into two branches. One is clean and spacious, paved with stone slabs, and patrolled by soldiers along the way. It is specially used for the passage of nobles driving horses and carriages. The other is a narrow gravel road that twists and turns through the vegetation and is dark.

Sinbad led Gordon to this road and reminded in a low voice: "This road is not very safe. Sometimes there are gangsters or thieves. The businessmen who walk here will hire guards. However, I think your Excellency should not

I will take care of you, and Allah will bless you.”

The little boy peeked at Mr. Ghoul's reaction in the darkness. Gordon always looked calm. The role he was playing now was not only not afraid of getting into trouble, he even had to be a little more arrogant in order to have a chance to catch the big fish of the Storm Horse Thieves.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and there were only a few passers-by, but the vegetation was getting denser, and the shadows of the branches and leaves overlapped and became darker. When passing a camphor forest, there was no one around. Gordon suddenly stopped and made an unexpected sudden stop.

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A black shadow jumped out of the bushes and jumped directly in front of Gordon, with his arms still stretched forward. If Gordon had not stopped, the opponent could have grabbed his suitcase, snatched it with his hands, and fled into the bushes on the other side.

plant.

Out of inertia, the shadow continued to run for several meters before stopping its momentum. The inevitable shot failed, and the shadow was stunned for a moment and had no time to react.

"You have Triangle Eyes!" Sinbad shouted when he saw the black shadow, "Sir, he is from the Iron Finger Gang!"

The man nicknamed Triangle Eyes came back to his senses and glared at Sinbad: "You little bastard, get out of here, you have nothing to do with me here!" He raised his foot and kicked Sinbad, but he didn't move back.

Flee away, hide behind a tall camphor tree, and stick out half of your head.

"Gringo, hand over your suitcase! Be honest, our iron fingers can do anything." The triangular eyes turned around and pressed towards Gordon. The iron finger cot worn on the little finger of his left hand had a curved hook, and in the night

There was a sharp cold light in his eyes. He couldn't steal it, so he became angry and decided to take it by force. Anyway, the foreigner was just a weak and wealthy young man.

"Two of you, why don't I give you three gold coins each, and use it as a way to eliminate disasters and make friends." Gordon looked at the trees on the other side, "Do more good deeds, and God will bless you."

Triangle Eye's face froze, and a big man with a flat nose and a ferocious appearance suddenly jumped out from the shadow of the tree. He attacked from left and right with Triangle Eye, trapping Gordon.

Sinbad climbed up the camphor tree and shouted: "Sir, he is the leader of the Iron Finger Gang!"

"The gringo's eyesight is quite good, but his brain is not good! We saw you walking out of the goldsmith's shop with our own eyes. This suitcase must be full of gold coins. He just wanted to send us away with only seven gold coins. I thought I didn't know how to do it.

Do you want to count?" Garlic Nose raised his fist, and he also wore a sharp iron finger cot on his middle finger. He hid in the bushes and was responsible for secretly responding to Triangle Eyes. Unexpectedly, Gordon asked him to break Xingzang.

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f51 You idiot, garlic nose, you really can’t count. Each person has three gold coins, so the total should be five!" Triangle Eyes shouted.

"Triangle Eyes, you don't have a good head! You can't even send me away with seven gold coins, let alone five?" Garlic Nose said disdainfully.

Suddenly, the two people who seemed to be arguing rushed out and rushed towards Gordon with lightning speed, attacking each other. A small blade was pulled out from the fingers of the triangular eye, which was thin and sharp, and cut into Gordon's suitcase.

Wrist. The garlic nose punched Gordon with his middle finger protruding, and the tail hook of the iron finger cot was aimed at Gordon's eyes.

"Oh God!" Sinbad exclaimed, while Gordon stood still, as if he was stunned.

Seeing the three parties coming into contact, Gordon suddenly moved. Using his toes as an axis, he turned his body outwards, moving as fast as a ghost, and circled behind his triangular eyes.

"Bang!" Triangle Eyes and Garlic Nose collided suddenly, the blade scratched Garlic Nose's thigh, the fist hit Triangle Eyes and fell backwards, and the iron finger hook punctured the bridge of the nose, leaving a bloody hole.

Just as Triangle Eye was about to roar in pain, his neck tightened, and his voice was held in his throat, unable to scream. An arm stretched out from behind his back, wrapped around his neck, and twisted it. Triangle Eye's neck fracture was broken, and he collapsed softly.

Before Garlic Nose could react, he saw an afterimage skimming out from behind the triangular eyes and heading towards him. He punched in a panic, his lower abdomen was hit hard first, and he bent over in pain. Almost at the same time, a soft palm came out.

Pressing on his lateral carotid artery, he felt dizzy and fell forward.

I read that right! Mr. Ghoul is really powerful! Sinbad covered his mouth, excited and scared at the same time. He saw Gordon take out a tube of liquid from his pocket, sprinkle it on Triangle Eyes, and there was a green smoke.

"Zizi" appeared, and the triangular-eyed corpse shrank rapidly, turning into pus together with the iron finger gauntlet, and was sucked dry by the ground. Then, Sinbad saw Gordon holding his nose and dragging him into the dark tree.

In the shadow.

"I ask, you answer, don't talk nonsense." Gordon pinched the carotid artery of his nose, his voice was soft and cold.

His eyes were dull with a garlic nose, his whole body was limp, and a wisp of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. Although Gordon's punch did not use Xiwei Technique, it was just based on the source\u529

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b. His internal organs were shocked.

"What's your name, and which gang are you in?" Gordon asked, grabbing the little finger of his left hand and twisting it, breaking the finger bone.

Garlic's nose hurt so much that he broke into a cold sweat. He wanted to speak, but his carotid artery was pinched and he couldn't speak.

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to answer, Allah will punish you." Gordon grabbed the thumb-nosed index finger and twisted it off again.

My nose felt sharp and painful, and I almost couldn't breathe. I could only look at Gordon pleadingly. Damn it, you let me answer the question!

"Forget it, I'm not interested in this question anymore." Gordon looked calm and then twisted off the other party's ring finger. "Now the next question."

A frightening chill crawled up Garlic Nose's back. He was just a gangster, and he had never seen a ruthless person like Gordon. Fear filled his body and mind. Garlic Nose was shivering, and his middle finger was gently held by the other party, as if it was being held by a string.

The poisonous snake's snake letter slowly licked.

"Why are you staring at me?" Gordon asked gently, his other hand slightly loosening his neck.

"We saw you coming out of the goldsmith's shop. You are a foreigner, you look easy to bully, and you are also very rich." Garlic Nose finished speaking quickly, took a few big breaths, and was choked by Gordon again.

"Next question, who is your boss?"

"With one ear, the entire civilian area knows who the boss of Iron Finger is."

"You lied."

The middle finger connected to the iron finger cot was snapped off with a "click", and my nose and nose were full of tears. I wanted to scream but my carotid artery was pressed, so I could only moan weakly from my throat.

"It seems that the fingers made of iron can also be broken off." Gordon then held the opponent's thumb and asked, "I ask again, who is your boss?"

"It's really just one ear." He said with a trembling nose, his thumb tightened suddenly, and he was so frightened that he quickly added, "But once I followed the boss to a jewelry store at the east gate of the market, and the boss's attitude towards the shop owner

Very respectful.”

Gordon's heart moved: "The jewelry store on the second row of the east gate? The one that buys black goods?"

Garlic Nose nodded desperately: "That's the one. The owner is a bad old man, and he talks like a man."

Gordon pondered for a moment and said, "Last question, tell me where the Storm Horse Bandits are in the city."

The garlic-nosed expression was blank: "Aren't they in the Ghostly Desert? The Storm Horse Bandits have been wanted by the kingdom, how dare they come to Crescent City?"

Gordon nodded and strangled Garubi's neck with his arms. Three seconds later, Sinbad saw Gordon walking out of the camphor forest alone, looking calm as if nothing had happened.

"Continue to lead the way, Sinbad." Gordon waved to the boy on the treetop.

Sinbad slid down holding the tree trunk and blinked, as if he didn't see anything. "Okay, sir." He continued to lead the way, with an inexplicable light flashing in his eyes.


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