Chapter 1273: Demon Hunting in the Silent Night (16)
Chapter 1273 Demon Hunting in Silent Night (16)
At the same time, Cairo Grand Hotel.
In front of Chanel's room, Albert pressed the doorbell.
"Just wait here." Tiger told Mutt.
"Is that a woman?" Mutt glared at Albert. Before the door opened, the cat-man boy had already smelled a faint smell of perfume from the crack in the door, so he instantly confirmed who was staying in this room.
is a woman.
"Don't mind your own business." Tiger put his hand on the cat boy's forehead and pushed him away. Chanel also opened the door at the same time.
"It's you." The dark elf girl seemed to have something on her mind and seemed a little absent-minded. However, she still held Albert's collar with one hand: "Come in and talk."
"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" Tiger was overwhelmed by such a "warm" reception, and he closed the door to prevent Mutt from peeking into the room that might be inappropriate for children. He was almost dragged away by Chanel
Yes, he entered the living room in a few steps and landed on the soft sofa.
"The Sphinx has placed a surveillance agent next to you?" Chanel lowered her voice and said incredulously: "Wow, that's surprising! I didn't expect him to become suspicious of you so quickly!"
"No, I think it's more like he used Mutt as a follower..." Tiger scratched his head and took the black tea handed over by Chanel. A fresh scent of tea filled the air in Albert.
Especially floating in the nose.
"Look, Mutt is not lethal at all. He is really just a kid. They are the kind of athletes who are dedicated and work hard to win the game. They are professional American football players. I don't think that kid will be a gangster."
Members---at least, Mutter has never been involved in the illegal activities of the Sphinx."
"Huh." Chanel smiled at Albert, with contempt and teasing in her smile: "Let me think about it: that child lived in Africa when he was young, living an inhuman and miserable life, and then he was killed.
The Sphinx was saved, and he has been loyal to the underworld big shot ever since. Am I right?"
The tiger was holding back his anger, but he had no choice but to nod his head in sincerity.
"So, another patient with [Sphinx Poisoning Syndrome]." Chanel took a sip of black tea: "Although harmless to humans and animals, that child can still report to the Sphinx and expose all your actions.
Come out. From now on, you have to be more careful, don’t do unnecessary things, don’t ask unnecessary questions. It seems that Sphinx attaches great importance to you and plans to train you to become a superstar. That would be great. As long as you keep
If you win and continue the game to the end, you will definitely gain that guy's trust. By then, it will be easy to extract his rebellion plan from him."
Albert looked at Chanel with a blank face: "Do you really want me to continue playing that stupid American football? That game is so crazy, maybe I might be killed! And their
The competition may conflict with my exam time!"
"You don't need to worry about these two points at all." Chanel smiled and said: "First of all, I have checked the information. Although the Dark American football game is violent and cruel, from its inception to the present, no player has ever truly lost his life in the game.
Pass your life."
Tiger's face darkened: "Mutt almost died in today's game."
"There will be no problem," Chanel took another calm sip of tea and continued to smile: "The rules of the competition are that therapeutic magicians are not allowed to intervene during the competition, and can only use the drugs designated by the conference for treatment. However, for those who withdraw from the competition
Players, or after the game, the situation is different. A large number of therapists provide intensive treatment to the players, and no matter how serious the injury is, they will be healed within half a day. In other words, no matter how serious the injury is, you can
At least you can save your life, and it won't affect your exam as a Knight of the Round Table."
"What about the time conflict?"
"Absolutely not." Chanel waved her hand, "You know, in Africa, the Super Bowl is the most important event of the year. Even the round table trials have to make way for it. African TV stations are not willing to broadcast at the same time
Live broadcast of the Super Cup and the knockout round of the Round Table Trial, and Great Britain is not willing to be deprived of the opportunity to broadcast the game. They can only accommodate the Super Cup match time and move the knockout to other time periods."
"Is there such a thing, meow?" Albert stared.
"Have you never thought about why today's knockout match will be held at such an awkward time in the afternoon?" Chanel sneered: "Because this morning is the opening ceremony of the Super Cup."
"Oh------" After saying this, Albert couldn't help but feel enlightened, everything made sense.
Wait, something seems wrong------
"According to your explanation, what if I happen to have a Super Bowl match in the morning and then have to participate in the knockout rounds of the Round Table Trial in the afternoon? ------Wouldn't it exhaust me to death?!"
The elf girl suddenly smiled mischievously: "Then you have to work harder. I will cheer you up."
The tiger bared his teeth in anger.
Chanel smiled even more cunningly: "Of course, you can also try to refuse the Sphinx. Just say that you can't spare time to participate in the competition------"
Albert couldn't help but shudder. Before being angered by Father Sphinx, he might first be beaten up by the orc players of the Sandstorm Sphinx team.
"Now, go back." Seeing that she and Albert had nothing to talk about, Chanel immediately issued an eviction order: "Have a good rest and wish you good luck tomorrow."
"As if I need luck." Albert climbed up from the sofa dissatisfied.
"Oh, and ---" The elf girl came over unexpectedly, hugged the tiger, and kissed him --- even though it was just a kiss on the cheek.
"You, you are like this again------!?" Albert's face suddenly turned red.
"This is a reward." Chanel's fingers restlessly traced circles on Tiger's chest: "If you work hard, there will be more!"
When Albert came out of the room, blood was still oozing from his nose. His face was so red that the white tiger hair turned into a pink color full of adult smell.
"Pervert, shameless, hooligan." Mutt cursed three times in a row and looked at Albert like a scumbag.
"Things are not what you imagined!" The tiger man argued angrily: "She and I didn't do anything! She just kissed me!"
"Kiss?" Unexpectedly, Mutt turned his attention to Albert's lower body: "Which part did you kiss?"
Albert barely spat out a mouthful of old blood.
"What should we do next?" Mutt asked again as they walked along the corridor to the elevator.
"Uncle Palamedes may not go back to the room to spend the night tonight." Albert thought of the plan the Leopards mentioned before, "But I'd better go back and leave a message. You have the key card, you can
Take the elevator to the special VIP room on the top floor and wait for me, no problem?"
"Okay..." Mutla had a long face, and he was obviously still a little afraid of taking the elevator alone--although everyone knew that the security of the Cairo Grand Hotel was very good, and there would be no more elevator assassinations.
Something happens.
Albert shrugged, ignoring the cat boy's protest, and pressed the floor button for the Palamidis Hotel room with one hand, and the top floor button with the other hand. The elevator door quickly closed and started running.
As soon as he entered the elevator, Mutt became unusually quiet again.
"Claustrophobia again? How afraid are you of small spaces?" Albert couldn't help but wonder: "I always thought cats like to crawl into narrow spaces to find a sense of security?"
"Then I'm special. Anyway, I don't like it." The cat boy leaned against the inner wall of the elevator, his legs shaking with fear.
"No wonder Phileos suggested that I lock you in the closet, so that the world would be clean." Tiger said sarcastically, "Let's try it tonight."
"How dare you!" Mutt glared at Albert, even though he knew it was a joke.
"Huhu. Then, be careful." The floor that Albert wanted to go to had already arrived, and this floor was still more than thirty floors away from the top floor. The evil-minded tiger deliberately turned his head and glanced when he stepped out of the elevator.
Mutt glanced at the cat-man boy and looked nervous alone in the elevator, and couldn't help but feel a little chilled.
"Come on, come on!" Mutt waved to Albert. His soft cat paws were the last scenery that impressed Albert's eyes before the elevator door closed.
Tiger exhaled and walked towards his (and Paramedes') (old) room. He wanted to just spend the night in his (old) room, but he was a little worried about leaving Mut alone.
, and Tiger was also very curious about how special the so-called special VIP room could be, so he planned to leave a note or message in the (old) room and leave. However, he never expected that a person was already in Albert's room.
Waiting in front of the room. The visit of this uninvited guest greatly extended Albert's stay in the old room.
"You are ------" Tiger seemed to have seen that uninvited guest somewhere.
"Ah, Albert, you are finally back." The strong man in black robe turned around, revealing a big cat's face.
This is a tiger man with dark brown hair. The scars on his face make him look full of vicissitudes of time, and at the same time, he looks more majestic.
Of course Albert knew this tiger man. Not only did he know him, but the tiger was quite afraid of him.
The silver beast medal on the stranger's chest reflected the lights of the hotel, almost blinding Albert's tiger eyes. This medal showed that this tiger man was Albert's immediate boss, one of the top leaders of the Warcraft Hunters Association.
one.
"Ka, Vice President Castro?" Tiger couldn't help showing a respectful expression and saluted, "Why are you here?!"