Chapter 220 Black Shop

"You don't have to be so polite. As long as you can pay the corresponding remuneration, the store's service will definitely satisfy you."

Walls is a businessman, and when it comes to business, he doesn't look like someone who would seek money or even kill someone.

But Suri still felt guilty. How could she tell her boss that they were actually penniless? She might be kicked out, right?

They really didn't mean to eat the King's meal, but their lives were really important and they didn't want to starve to death.

"But our guest rooms are limited, only three."

"I have no problem, I will keep vigil for Miss Suri." Harrison stood up first and said.

"Ladies first." John bent down and made a gesture of invitation in a gentlemanly manner.

When Suri reached the second floor, she shivered first. The temperature on the second floor seemed to be much lower than downstairs.

"Miss Su Rui, this is your room." Walls opened the door. The layout inside was very exquisite. Su Rui looked around. There were several bronze statues like lion heads on the wooden pillars, with inlaid eyes.

The red gems have their mouths wide open and are angry, looking a bit sinister.

"I wish you a sweet dream." Walls smiled and thoughtfully closed the door for Suri.

Suri saw another tall figure sitting cross-legged outside the door. She smiled and knew that the person outside the door was Harrison.

Suri sighed a little, not expecting that the two of them had not known each other for a long time, but Harrison already regarded her as his best friend.

It was a little cold in the room, so Su Rui climbed onto the bed, covered herself with a quilt and took the little one out of her pocket.

Looking at the little one who had no reaction, Suri pouted: "Little one, do you know how worried I was when you were sleeping? That old guy Stark still asked me about the interest I collected when I left."

Suri's mental power has indeed been affected to some extent, but fortunately her soul is hundreds of times stronger than the ordinary mass soul.

"Little one, when will you end your hibernation? I really don't feel safe without you. Walker Forest is really scary, and I think this tavern owner is a little weird."

Suri held the little one up, turned over and changed his position, then continued to talk to himself: "The look in his eyes when he looked at me was a little weird occasionally. I don't know if it was my imagination, but luckily Harrison was with me.

, besides you, he is now the person I trust the most..."

Suri's voice gradually weakened, and when she fell asleep against the pillow, a flash of orange light suddenly flashed across the little boy's body.

Late at night, there was no sound in the tavern except for the ticking sound of the ancient pendulum clock downstairs.

In the darkness, a figure slowly walked to the counter holding a kerosene lamp. The kerosene lamp illuminated the two people in front of the counter in a small area.

"I hope we can have a happy cooperation."

Walls looked at the person in front of him, and his eyes, which were always smiling, opened slightly.

"I don't know what you want, and I'm not interested either. As long as you can give me what I want, then this can be considered a pleasant cooperation."

"Don't worry, a big shot will personally deliver it to you when the time comes."

"Big shot?" Walls laughed sarcastically and said, "I believe that the adults of the Rosicrucian Order will definitely not break their promise."

At this time, Walls' voice was as hoarse as a dying crow, and he was completely different from the Walls Suri heard and saw.

"They didn't find anything wrong with your wine?"

"Don't worry, the "Muddy Wine Worms" are specially raised by me, and most people won't know."

"The boss really has some tricks up his sleeve." The visitor chuckled twice and asked, "Where is the person we want?"

"It's on the second floor, but there are still a few people upstairs who are awake. You guys should be okay, right?" Walls turned on the lights downstairs, and people who were originally hidden in the darkness appeared one by one.

The tavern was crowded with people, and at a rough count, there were nearly thirty people.

They still have a certain advantage over Suri and their current team in terms of numbers.

"Why is there still someone awake?" The man frowned, obviously quite dissatisfied.

"They are too vigilant and I can't do anything about it." Walls spread his hands, saying that he had tried his best, and then joked: "With so many of you, will there be any problems? Then I really want to

I doubt the true strength of the Rosicrucians."

"It's not your turn to doubt our strength!"

After the leader sternly scolded, his tone was instantly cold: "If the mission fails, you won't get what you want!"

Walls shrugged noncommittally and said, "Okay, I wish you success."

The Rosicrucians all wore black cloaks, and the leader was even more tightly covered by the cloak. Only the pair of slender hands were exposed, but the color was unusually pale with a slight cyan color, which was worse than the dead.

His hands are even more ugly.

They first left a group of people behind and tied up all the people sleeping on the first floor and took care of them. Then they walked softly, lowered their voices, and quietly groped their way up to the second floor.

As soon as I reached the stairs, I was startled when I saw a huge figure.

Harrison, who was guarding Suri's door, was sleeping soundly because of alcohol.

"Keep your voice down!"

They quietly walked around Harrison and looked at the door behind him. Inside was the person they were looking for.

Suri, the leader of this team, must have something in her hands that the royal family wants them to escort.

"You guys keep an eye on him!"

The leading man ordered, and he led a group of people towards Suri's room.

Just as they were about to open the door, they suddenly heard a surprised sound.

"who are you?"

Harrison slowly raised his head in a daze.

These people look a bit unfamiliar. Are they also here to stay in the hotel?

Thinking of this, Harrison said: "Sorry, someone is already living here."

As Harrison stood up, even though he used the spell given by the saint, the nearly two-meter tall man still gave people a huge sense of oppression. Everyone else standing in front of him looked like a chicken.

"Sorry, we seem to have gone to the wrong place."

Harrison looked at this group of people in confusion, his eyes gradually clearing up. Mr. Walls had already said that there were not many rooms upstairs, and they couldn't even accommodate them. How could anyone come to stay in the hotel?

Harrison blocked the door: "What exactly do you do?"

"What happened?" Layton listened to the commotion and walked out wearing a coat. He was startled when he saw so many people in the narrow corridor.

Looking at their clothes, I always feel a little familiar...

"What are you Rosicrucians doing here?" Before Layton could react from the influence of alcohol, a cold questioning voice came from the other end of the corridor.
Chapter completed!