The touch from the palm was wonderful and real. Fang Yi hung on the vertical wall with an action that was impossible in reality, carefully feeling the powerful adsorption effect brought by the spider technique. At this time, Fang Yi felt that he was a gecko, but the target of hunting was not a small insect.

He is the lord of Xingmu City.

The balcony on the top floor is extremely wide, and the windows made of super-large glass and dense wood are so conspicuous that Fang Yi, who is new to the arrival, immediately made a judgment-the owner of the big room on the top floor, must be Old Charlie.

Fang Yi did not land directly on the balcony, but chose to use the last few seconds of Spider Art to climb to the right side of the balcony. At the same time as the spell effect ended, he stepped silently on the balcony, and then looked inside.

The house was as luxurious as Fang Yi expected, with finely crafted tables and chairs on the wooden floor, which made Fang Yi, who was used to the big scene, couldn't help but curl his lips. It's so luxurious, it's great to live there for me.

The equally luxurious decoration of the big bed also verified Fang Yi's guess. Because of the cover of the bed curtain, Fang Yi could not see the situation on the bed, but I think that old Charlie was lying on the big bed and dreaming about it at this moment~

Fang Yi could have used a dagger to directly poke open the wooden windows, but after looking at the handle with a glimmer of light on the inside of the window, Fang Yi curled his lips, put away the dagger, and took out a scroll of the mage's hand - there were traps on the window, how many enemies does this old Charlie have?

Since earning enough reserve funds on the two Earth-Escape Eggs, Fang Yi spent nearly 20,000 gold coins on the scroll. Two second-level spell scrolls accounted for more than half, and the group fears among them had been used when snatching monsters.

This is also a shortage of pure physics profession. Even if Fang Yi successfully advanced to the assassin and received a professional reward for the spell position for Fang Yi to choose, due to the limitation of the main attribute, Fang Yi could not accumulate intelligence to enhance his casting ability, which led to his intellectual attributes being not high enough, unable to learn advanced spells, and the poor mana value could not support continuous casting.

It is the expensive spell scroll that makes Fang Yi's heart bleeding...

Fang Yi controlled the mage's hand to gently unscrew the window, avoiding the trap between the seams of the windows. He walked into the window carefully. Stepping on the wooden table leaning against the window, Fang Yi immediately smelled a faint fragrance. What followed was the system prompt.

"You received the effect of unknown aroma, the save is successful, and the extremely mild hypnotic effect is invalid."

Maybe it was because Old Charlie had insomnia. Fang Yi thought about it for a while and could only think of this possibility. The extremely mild effect can only affect normal people. Those with slightly higher physiques can almost be immune and have no threat, so Fang Yi did not take it to heart.

Turning around and closing the window. Fang Yi gently stepped onto the ground and subconsciously sniffed. Fang Yi himself did not like perfume, it was not that he hated it, but that Fang Yi's nose would be allergic to smell the fragrance for a long time and would sneeze continuously.

Thinking of this, Fang Yi decided to fight quickly. He pulled out the blue dagger from his waist. Fang Yi was guarding against possible traps while walking around the big bed.

Through the bed curtain on one side of the big bed, you can see an old man lying on his side between the bedding, and a slight snoring sound clearly reached Fang Yi's ears. Fang Yi squinted his eyes, his face full of coldness: Finally here, the moment of revenge and complaining has finally arrived! Let me think about it, what kind of way to die for you?

Fang Yi recalled all the cruel sword techniques he used to slaughter monsters in his heart, and still felt that Lingchi, the method invented by his ancestors, was the most relieved. At the same time, Fang Yi's hand did not stop, and slowly opened the bed curtain with his right hand. In the world of black and white, Old Charlie's face appeared clearly in front of Fang Yi.

Um?

Fang Yi's eyes were constantly, and he felt a chill on his back rushing to the back of his head. His right hand, which was about to press the other person's mouth and nose, stopped in the air, and the elf dagger also retracted it to his waist - Isn't that right? Why did this guy change his appearance?

The old man lying on the bed in front of him had a white and tender skin, and his figure was slightly bloated due to obesity. Coupled with his neatly trimmed beard and precious jewelry rings on his hands, they all showed the other party's noble identity.

But Fang Yi had seen old Charlie before. Just as the massacre in the slums had just ended, Fang Yi killed dozens of robbers, old Charlie took his own guards and honor guard to the scene for a walk. Although the other party hid himself in the shadows that the torch could not be illuminated, others did not know that Fang Yi had dark vision.

At that time, Fang Yi looked at Old Charlie's face clearly. He was obviously a dry old man with a pleat on his face and seemed to be about to die soon. Why did he grow so much meat after seeing him in one day?

Fang Yi's first reaction was that the bait in front of him was bait, but then he thought that this was the other party's home, and it should be the safest place. In this way, was the one he had seen in the slums before, the substitute?

Fang Yi quickly turned his head and looked around. The room was still as quiet as before, and no abnormality was found. Now time cannot be delayed, and the traces he left along the way might be discovered at any time. Thinking of this, Fang Yi let out a long sigh and saw that the information feedback from the exploration technique was indeed a life npc. Then he reached out and slapped the fat man on the bed on the big face.

"Ah woo woo ~~"

The fat man was woken up with a slap, and a bright red fingerprint immediately appeared on his cheek, but unfortunately he only made a blurry sound, because Fang Yi's right hand had already pressed his mouth and nose tightly.

"Ying Jing, Lord City," Fang Yi felt that the other party was struggling very hard, and warned, "If I move my knife around, I won't have any eyes."

The fat man on the bed was very stature. Although Fang Yi had the advantage of his strength, this trouble had already made the big bed creak. It was particularly harsh in the quiet room. Fang Yi was afraid of alarming the guards outside the room, so he immediately raised his fists and prepared to knock the other party unconscious.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

The fat man on the bed stopped struggling when he heard this, but his eyes were still wide open, and he kept trying to shake his head and speak. However, Fang Yi's strength is relatively not high. Such a pampered person is as weak as a little chicken in front of Fang Yi.

Seeing that the other party seemed to have something to say, a few thoughts flashed through Fang Yi's mind and said in a deep voice, "Now I'll let you go, but if you dare to say a word, I can guarantee that it will be the last word you said."

The fat man nodded quickly, and his eyes were filled with hope and fear, and there were many complex emotions, but he couldn't find the calm temperament that the Lord of A City should have. At this time, Fang Yi had already had a scheming in his heart and slowly let go of his left hand that held the other person's mouth.

"Are you the lord of Xingdu City, Charlie, Earl of Masha?"

The fat man immediately shook his head, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his eyes seemed to have a lot of things to talk about, but because the thief in front of him did not dare to speak, he looked extremely entangled.

"Oh? Then why do you sleep in Old Charlie's bedroom? Is Old Charlie not a woman?"

Although Fang Yi felt that the person in front of him was not the city lord, who knew whether the other party was an acting player. Looking back now, it seems that no one had ever mentioned the city lord's appearance before. Has anyone really seen it?

The fat man on the bed opened his mouth, but he glanced at the blue dagger close to him, and swallowed it back when he reached his mouth. His fat face was covered with sweat, which made people anxious for the other party when they saw it.

"explain!"

With Fang Yi's permission, the fat man immediately took a breath, and his low voice was a bit intermittent because of the nervousness, "I'm not him! Don't kill me, if you kill me, we both will die!"

Fang Yi curled his lips and was still having a psychological war with me at this time. He raised his hand and wanted to give the other party some bitterness, but the fat man's next words made Fang Yi's hand stop in the air and not fall.

"There is a trap in this room. As long as I die, the magic circle will be triggered immediately. You will die at that time," the fat man organized his language and said everything he had held in for a long time. "Only those who inhaled the fragrance in this room will be affected by the magic circle."

"Nonsense, why haven't I heard of such a strange magic circle? Do you dare to fool me?" Fang Yi looked disbelief. Killing you will trigger a trap, isn't it a bit of a fantasy?

"...I think you must have never seen this before," the fat man had already gotten up and sat on the bed, breathed a few breaths, then pulled open his pajamas and exposed his chest - a miniature magic array emitting strange red light was engraved on the fat man's chest, scattering a strange light in the dark room.

"Don't worry, there are no guards outside the house. They wish someone could kill me so that Old Charlie could get an enemy out." The fat man lowered his head and looked at the magic circle on his chest, touched the sweat beads on his forehead, and slowly recovered his calmness. "You leave here, we just pretend that nothing has happened."

"You can't kill Charlie." The fat man's tone was full of helplessness, and his despair made Fang Yi subconsciously raise his eyebrows. If this person was acting, his acting skills would be absolutely at the level of a movie hero.

Fang Yi looked at the magic circle on the other party’s chest and understood in his heart what the fat man meant, “Are you talking about a demon?”

"Do you know?" This time it was the fat man's turn to be surprised. The person who knew about this had already gone to another world, or was on the way to another world. How did the mysterious assassin know about it?

Fang Yi's brows were already frowning. He originally thought that the demon underground was just a trick of a powerful spellcaster, but now it seems that it is not the case. Why do you feel that old Charlie and the demon are getting deeper and deeper into their entanglement?
Chapter completed!