A pair of thick legs wearing dark red plush slippers stepped on the wooden steps and walked down the stairs.
Oliver, who was holding the microphone, quietly moved his eyes upward and saw the Slavic lady wearing a floral nightgown walking next to her, her slippers tapping the floor impatiently.
Panting sounds like a ferocious beast sounded above the head.
Oliver forced a smile, not daring to look directly at the figure and hugged her to his chest with arms as thick as his thighs: "Mrs. Slavic, the boss said he will be here in an hour."
The sound of strong wind sounded in my ears, a hand like a door panel fell, and the sound of an urn was heard.
"You did a great job."
At this moment, Oliver thought he was going to have his head smashed in. Everything slowed down before his eyes, and memories of the past flashed past his eyes.
The big hand gently fell on Oliver's brown hair like a chicken coop.
The huge silhouette turned around, stepped on the stairs with heavy steps, and the wooden ladder trembled slightly as he returned upstairs.
Oliver's tense body slumped, leaning on the table to prevent himself from falling.
"I'm sorry, boss..."
Oliver felt a little guilty and uneasy, and tried hard to convince himself. For example, if the boss was succeeded by the Slavic lady, he wouldn't have to risk exorcism and make money.
I hope my boss doesn’t hate me.
Oliver thought.
…
The Black Gold District is a slightly more "upscale" place than the Sailor District.
Most people here have stable and non-dangerous jobs, and the residents of Sailor Street are, as the name suggests, generally sailors and seafarers.
Therefore, the Black Gold Street gives people a better sensory experience. There is no lingering fish smell in the air, and there are no poor people in ragged clothes or sallow children playing in the streets.
Occasionally, nobles in luxurious attire pass by - this scene is almost impossible to see in the Sailor Street.
In front of Mrs. Slav's apartment is a three-story house that occupies an area about the size of a basketball court. Its height of nearly 10 meters makes it stand out among the crowd on this street.
When Lu Li came to the door, Oliver was waiting at the front steps, pacing back and forth with his hands clasped in his hands, not noticing the approaching Lu Li for a moment.
"What's on your mind?"
A familiar voice sounded next to him. Oliver raised his head in surprise and saw the slender figure: "Old, boss!"
His panicked look made Lu Li a little strange: "What happened?"
"No, no! Come in with me."
Oliver didn't dare to look at Lu Li, so he lowered his head and turned around to walk into the apartment. He stumbled over the steps because he was so nervous and almost hit the door.
Lu Li, who was standing behind him, watched all this quietly and followed him into the apartment without saying a word.
The light in the hall is a bit dim. Most buildings in Belfast don't have many windows, which is okay in sunny weather, but in gloomy weather it will make the interior very dark.
"I'll take you to see the Slavic lady." Oliver walked up the stairs, not daring to look back for fear of being seen.
"Um."
Lu Li followed behind, looking around.
On the second floor of the apartment, there are closed doors on both sides of the corridor extending forward, but there is only a window at the end of both sides. This makes the corridor dark and can barely see. A hazy beam of light is cast into the corridor, above the faded wooden boards.
Tiny floating dust moves away.
Following Oliver, he had just taken a few steps when he suddenly seemed to have remembered something: "Oh, boss, you go to Mrs. Slav's first. That's the room on the right at the end of the corridor. I'll go back to my room to get you other commissions."
As he spoke, Oliver opened the door next to him.
"I can wait for you here." Lu Li said.
Oliver stiffened, turned around and laughed dryly: "It's not good..."
Lu Li stared at Oliver for a few seconds, then nodded imperceptibly: "Then I'll go over first."
"Okay, okay, I'll get my stuff and be there right away!" Oliver promised hurriedly.
Lu Li turned around and continued to move forward when the sound of the door being opened and closed was heard behind him.
Oliver's abnormal demeanor was so obvious that Lu Li could spot his problem without thinking.
Although Oliver had no reason to harm him, putting his own safety on the possible goodwill of others was not what Lu Li would do. He put his palm into his arms and held the handle of the flintlock.
More than ten seconds later, Lu Li arrived at the end of the corridor. The door was ajar, and a faint aroma emerged from the crack in the door.
"Is Mrs. Slavic here?"
Lu Li raised his hand and knocked. The force was very light, but the door slowly opened with a creak.
Everything in the room appears accordingly.
The room is very bright, perhaps because there are four windows. The light penetrates into the room through the thin gauze in front of the window, mixing with the pink tone of the room to create a hazy girlish style.
Lu Li approached the room, and the smell of perfume suddenly became strong, making his heart beat faster uncontrollably. Lu Li looked at a photo frame on the bedside table. In the photo, there was a girl with twin tails and a bright smile. The girl had a delicate appearance, and the hair on her cheeks was
A few freckles made her look full of life, and she was holding a bear doll that was much larger than herself.
This little bear doll is sitting in the corner at this time, and its faded and worn appearance seems to indicate that the photo was taken many years ago.
After a quick glance, Lu Li looked away, turned around, and prepared to retreat outside the door to wait.
It is rude to break into the bedroom without the owner's permission.
But the moment he turned around, a pale cheek full of flesh appeared behind the door.
Lu Li's black eyes suddenly shrank into a needle light, he quickly stepped back, picked up his holster and shouted coldly: "Evil spirits retreat!"
"Mr. Lu Li, you are finally here!"
Shouts of surprise rang out.
Lu Li stopped trying to pull out his flintlock gun and frowned slightly: "Slavic lady?"
The figure behind the door has a strong back and a muscular body, with blond hair neatly tied into a ponytail. The floral nightgown is tight on the body, and a pair of thick calves stick out from the bottom of the skirt.
A woman who is full of impact in every sense of the word, especially her pale face and flaming red lips.
"My name is Nova Slav, Mr. Lu Li, you can call me Nova." Mrs. Slav blinked quickly and stared at Lu Li's face greedily.
That look is like a brown bear that has discovered honey.
Lu Li retracted his palm and lowered it naturally: "Okay, Slavic lady."
Mrs. Slav reached out and pushed the door open: "I heard Oliver talk about you. You are even more handsome and... special than what he described."
She unconsciously walked closer to Lu Li and was immersed in those abyss-like eyes.
Lu Li, who realized something was wrong, frowned and said, "Mrs. Slav, please respect yourself, I -"
The sound stopped suddenly. Lu Li dodged to one side to avoid Mrs. Slav's sudden bear hug.
Before Lu Li could stand still, the huge silhouette rushed towards him again. Lu Li had no choice but to jump onto the bed and roll to one side when the Slavic lady rushed towards her.
Bang!
There was a muffled crash behind him, and the floor shook.
Lu Li took this moment to open the door and rushed out of the room.
After running through the ten-meter-long corridor, he quickly rushed back to the lobby on the first floor. What awaited Lu Li was a closed door.
