Chapter 647

After Louis Berry was far away from the coffee area, Kolobo breathed a sigh of relief, took off his sunglasses, and took out the 5,000 Felkin again to recount them.

His intuition told him that he could come to do this transaction, which was why he was willing to risk danger to come to the Matani Import and Export Store. But throughout the whole process, he had been trembling, often not even daring to open his eyes, and his hands shook even more violently when he was writing the information.

"Sure enough, problems will accumulate and erupt together..." Kolobo held the sunglasses and whispered almost silently.

He stood up and walked toward the gate of the Matani Import and Export Store.

As he walked, Kolobo's body suddenly tensed, and he inexplicably had a feeling that danger was everywhere around him.

His heart suddenly hung in the air. He examined his surroundings very professionally, his footsteps following his instinct, sometimes speeding up, sometimes slowing down, sometimes turning, sometimes stalling.

What Kolobo saw was the morning sun, the relatively empty store that hadn't been open for long, and a few customers. He didn't find anyone staring at himself, nor did he perceive any gaze coming from the dark.

After walking purely by intuition for a while, he found that he had returned to the area selling coffee beans and coffee, and stopped at the entrance of the restroom.

Kolobo had been a Beyonder for two years, and his most important experience was to believe in himself and believe in his intuition. So without hesitation, he pushed open the relatively heavy black wooden door and walked in.

The Matani Import and Export Store was of a high grade in Port Pylos. Just one of the male restrooms had three urinals and three stalls, and there were two gas wall lamps on the wall quietly emitting light, illuminating the very clean ground.

Kolobo walked to the sink, turned on the faucet, and prepared to wash his face with cold water to see if he could get rid of the predicament where danger followed like a shadow.

As soon as he raised his head, he saw a face emerge in the mirror.

But that was not his own face!

That face was unusually pale, looking like twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. On the light brown skin, the flaxen eyes were stained with a little dark green, coldly staring at Kolobo.

Kolobo's mind buzzed, and he recognized whose face this was.

He was the only "Prisoner" pathway Beyonder in the Patrol, Tewanaco Tupian, who had become a Sequence 6 "Zombie" last year.

He was also the first person to make Kolobo instinctively feel dangerous, and he believed that if he said this feeling out loud, he would die soon!

Just now, when Lu Mian asked Kolobo to write down the name and situation of the "Prisoner" pathway Beyonder in the Patrol, Kolobo was extremely uneasy inside, and even considered refusing this transaction. He counted the banknotes on the spot, not because he didn't trust an adventurer who could give away a 50,000 Felkin bounty, but to use such an act to think, to hesitate, and to choose.

In the end, he chose to believe in himself, to believe in the intuition that made him willing to risk danger to trade, but he didn't mention his bad feeling about Tewanaco Tupian in the information.

And now, Tewanaco Tupian's face appeared abruptly on the mirror in front of him.

This, this is already the ability of a Sequence 5 "Spirit Medium" of the "Prisoner" pathway. When did he advance again? While Kolobo was terrified and stunned, he felt a chill in his body, as if he had fallen to the bottom of a high-altitude ice lake, and was frozen stiff in an instant.

At the same time, Tewanaco Tupian's face disappeared from the mirror on the sink.

It seemed as if a piece of grim, never-melting ice had been stuffed into Kolobo's body, emitting a chill that could freeze the soul from the inside out.

His hands were raised uncontrollably, resisting his efforts, and a cold voice without any emotion rang in his ears:

"It seems I have been exposed, to actually let you provide my information.

"I will leave Port Pylos now, but before leaving, I want to leave two gifts for Lu Mian Lee."

What does that mean? What gifts? And who is Lu Mian Lee? While Kolobo's mind was flooded with confusion and bewilderment, he fearfully saw his own hands grab his own neck and start to squeeze hard.

While the pain was transmitted to his brain, he vaguely understood what the gifts referred to:

Tewanaco Tupian wanted to kill him and package his death as a gift!

But he said two gifts, what is the other one?

…………

Inside the four-story off-white building of the Patrol.

Camus was drinking highland coffee, reading the daily "West Bailing Telegraph", and thinking about the transaction between Kolobo and Louis Berry.

If successful, as a middleman, he could get a 20% commission.

Knock, knock, knock, the door to Camus's office was knocked.

"Please come in." Although Camus was not too old, he had deep qualifications and was already the leader of one of the Patrol's action groups. If there were a vacancy for the deputy captain position, the only person who could compete with him was that "Prisoner" pathway Beyonder, Tewanaco Tupian.

——The Southern Continent was very chaotic, and the area under the balance of multiple forces was even more so. Whether it was the bloody "Rose School of Thought", the terrible Life School of Thought, or ambitious adventurers and spies and missionaries from different countries, they were all quite dangerous. Some of them would take the initiative to assassinate Patrol members, some would refuse to be managed and suddenly riot, killing people and fleeing far away, and some would carefully plan some things, even targeting Patrol members. Therefore, over the years, the Patrol had a certain amount of attrition every year and needed to recruit new members.

Encountering many attacks also had certain benefits, that is, if one achieved victory, one would likely harvest many valuable things and materials involving the supernatural. The formulas and potions for Patrol members to advance were often obtained in such scenes, which also brought about a phenomenon:

Compared with cities of the same size in the Northern Continent, Port Pylos had a larger number of official Beyonders, and the number of mid-sequence official Beyonders was even more so, but it lacked higher-level power or corresponding sealed artifacts.

The reason why Camus was in a state of lacking money was that his advancement speed was faster than his cousins.

When he first arrived in Matani State and Port Pylos, he was only a Sequence 9 "Arbitrator", and now he was already a Sequence 7 "Interrogator". He had advanced twice in five years, and was recently saving money to buy materials, hoping to advance to Sequence 6 and become a "Judge". Of course, if there were an opportunity to become a deputy captain, the Patrol would definitely provide some resources to help him advance.

——The spoils he harvested were not always suitable for himself. Sometimes he needed to trade with teammates, and sometimes he needed to sell them to the Patrol to exchange for money, waiting for the corresponding potion formulas and Beyonder materials for his pathway to appear.

Moreover, because the Patrol had only been established for a few years, there was no accumulation at all. He also had to find ways to purchase practical magical artifacts and regularly replenish charms and potions, so as not to be insufficiently prepared and die in some assassination or conflict.

Under such circumstances, money was naturally not enough to spend.

Chaos is the road to hell, and also a ladder upward!

The one who opened the door and entered was the "Fighter" Suo.

With his small brown braids swaying gently, Suo, wearing a sky-blue shirt and beige trousers, walked toward Camus with one hand in his pocket and asked with a smile:

"Have you seen Kolobo?

"I have something to find him for."

Camus had already made up a reason:

"He went to the import and export store to buy coffee beans."

Suo said "Oh":

"Then I'll wait for him to come back."

"Do you have anything to do?" Camus asked casually.

Suo stepped forward two steps and said with a smile:

"There is an investigation task I want to find him for. Maybe he can see some clues that others can't."

"You bastards, aren't you worried that Kolobo will be harmed because of this?" Camus replied amusedly, then picked up his coffee, brought it to his mouth, and took a sip.

Just at this moment, Suo's right hand was pulled out of his trouser pocket, with a poker card shimmering with metallic luster pinched between his thumb and index finger.

The face of the poker card was a clown in gray and white.

With a swoosh, Suo flew that poker card toward Camus's head.

…………

Matani Import and Export Store, inside the male restroom.

Kolobo finally saw himself in the mirror.

His face had been stained with dark green, his hands were tightly grabbing his own neck, making the latter make a sound as if the bones were about to break, and his azure eyes reflected the figure of Tewanaco Tupian.

Kolobo tried to call for help loudly, but couldn't shout a single word. He wanted to move his legs and rush out of the restroom, but couldn't move a single step.

His body seemed to no longer belong to him and was killing himself.

Heh, heh, heh... Kolobo's throat finally had a sound that could be emitted, but it was unusually weak, and no one could hear it.

He felt death approaching rapidly, and despair and fear occupied his soul.

Suddenly, Kolobo's hands that were grabbing his neck stalled.

At the same time, on the side of the restroom vent, a figure emerged from the darkness.

It was Lu Mian, with black hair and green eyes, wearing a white shirt, an open black vest, and a golden straw hat.

Lu Mian had a look of surprise and sudden realization, with a black bone flute placed by his mouth.

A whimpering sound followed, and sad music came out from the dark red holes.

"Hate Movement"!

Why did I only feel malice and danger now... Tewanaco had just flashed such a thought when a strong desire to kill was detonated by the melody from the bone flute.

Silently, a figure separated from Kolobo. It was Tewanaco Tupian with light brown skin and a pale face!

In the flaxen pupils of this "Spirit Medium", capillaries protruded, showing signs of bursting.

And Kolobo, who was already filled with fear and despair, also suffered the detonation of the "Hate Movement".

His heart almost stopped, he was "scared" until he fainted, fell to the ground with a thud, and was already half-dead.

Lu Mian did not continue to play the "Hate Movement", took the black bone flute, and disappeared into the shadows, disappearing below the restroom vent.

His figure was then outlined behind Tewanaco Tupian, who was under the impact of the desire to kill, raised the black bone flute with blood-colored holes, and prepared to make a "Ha" sound in his mouth.

Finally waited for you!

ps: Asking for monthly tickets on February 29th, which comes once every four years~ Thanks to friend Zhu Junyu for rewarding two Silver Alliances~

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