After some sprinting, Hilton was satisfied. The woman beneath him had already fallen asleep.

Feeling a little thirsty, Hilton went down to pour himself a glass of wine.

When he walked to the wine room, the door was actually unlocked. Hilton noticed that his favorite Pirates rum had disappeared.

"Oops, I was careless for a moment." Hilton looked at his nearly naked body. Not only was the saber he used most often, the B-level sacred object Mad Shark was not in hand, he didn't even have a revolver in his hand.

"Bo!"

There was the sound of a cork being opened at the door, and then the sound of pouring wine.

Hilton's hair stood up. He looked at the key in his hand and made sure that the door was locked. It shouldn't be easy to get in, but there was no harm in it. Otherwise, he wouldn't be pouring wine outside.

Pushing open the door, Hilton saw a man wearing a black dress and a half-mask sitting on the sofa in the hall, shaking a wine glass.

"Who is your Excellency?"

"Oh, Hilton, the famous transparent man, is here. As a landowner, shouldn't he come to welcome him?"

The man did not answer directly. After speaking, he took out a poker card from his jacket pocket and gently threw it towards Hilton.

Just as Hilton was about to catch it.

"cough."

The playing card accelerated instantly, flew past Hilton's hair, and then pierced half of the wall.

Several strands of Hilton's hair were chopped off and scattered lightly.

Very strong, definitely not weaker than himself. Hilton made a judgment immediately, and then prepared to use the transparent ability to distance himself first, then go back and get the mad shark to fight again. Several of his skills are biased toward assisting and assassinating, which is the true core.

You still have to rely on holy objects for combat power.

Seeing that the transparent man opposite was about to have a seizure, the man in the formal mask hurriedly explained.

"Ah, I accidentally applied too much force. I am the 9 of Hearts from the Cross Rose Society. Welcome to Eggsburg."

Cross Rose? I heard from the Scarlet Order, the largest underground secret society in the Kingdom of Bruguet.

"You Cross Roses have no grievances against our Tyrant Pirates. What do you want to do when you come to me today?" Hilton didn't panic after saying that. Since the opposite party is also a shady character, there is no need to make a fuss.

.

"I'm definitely not here to admire your toned body. We have cooperated with the Scarlet Order a few months ago, although it is not perfect. They informed us that you came to Eggsburg, although we can barely be considered friends.

But I don’t want to see our friends trying to assassinate one of our people.”

Why did those idiots from the Scarlet Order say everything?

Hilton cursed inwardly, then replied with a smile.

"Your Excellency, are you here to confirm the list with me? To ensure that I will assassinate several dignitaries who are not yours?"

"Of course, if it is a political figure that we both dislike, we will cooperate with you here."

"It's naturally a good thing if the master cooperates. The main target this time is the Speaker of the Kelange Regional Council, Bishop, Duke of North Island, and everyone else can discuss it."

After Hilton finished speaking, he pretended to put on his clothes and observed secretly to prevent the 9 of hearts from suddenly going crazy.

"Oh, Bishop is an old fox. He stands between the Conservative Party and the Whig Party. He is a guy who eats from both sides. It is normal for him not to be liked. No problem. Although he has been a false friend for many years, I want to send this gentleman off.

Hell, we're willing to help."

Hearing the words 9 of hearts, Hilton relaxed.

As rumored, the top management of the Rosicrucian Society are all high-ranking people. This person is only in position 9, but he is actually friends with a Duke. I don't know who is the big shot under his mask.

Hilton asked tentatively: "Then we will work together."

"Naturally, nice to work with my friend."

9 of Hearts picked up the wine glass and poured Hilton a glass.

"Cheers, cough, this wine is a bit spicy." The 9 of Hearts choked a little.

"It's just spicy. We all drink this after we fight with people at sea."

Hilton did not pick up the wine glass, but picked up the bottle and drank from the bottle.

"Nice to work with, my new friend."

"Cold." Annick stood guard outside a mansion wearing a coat, his legs shaking with cold.

"Be careful, today is a show for big shots." Director Ron, who was dressed in a formal dress, reminded himself.

"Tsk, why do you want people from our branch to guard the Speaker's birthday? Judging from the jurisdiction, it shouldn't be the police from the King's District who are responsible for security."

After hearing Annick's complaint, Director Ron came closer and said.

"The higher ups decided to set up a bureau. You and the Speaker are very likely to be assassinated by the transparent man Hilton. So on the pretext of the Speaker's birthday, many important people gathered here. I don't believe in such a big temptation. Hilton doesn't

Take the bait."

Annick slapped his head when he heard this.

"Even you know about it? How can the trap to ambush Hilton be successful?"

"What do you mean by even me? My position is very low. You stand your ground here and don't embarrass me."

"Yes, yes, by the way, if you let me be the bait, you can't provide some protection."

Only then did Annick realize the danger. As an awakened person, even if he was a pseudo-cultivator, he would be at most a weak superpower. Against a spiritual person, he would definitely be dead.

"Master Black Shadow wants to mingle among the guests to prevent Hilton from jumping over the wall and killing innocent people. Don't worry, Mr. Spencer will send a clone to keep an eye on you."

The clone? Where is it? This dead guy is also willing to go out.

Annick looked around for several times but didn't see Spencer's clone.

"He's in the sky, transformed into a bat. Just stay calm and watch. I'm going to discuss the budget with a few congressmen."

Feeling at ease? Looking at this semi-clear sky, Annick felt uneasy. He stood guard in front of the gate like a security guard. Fortunately, the parliamentary policeman in white uniform opposite was even worse, with three V's on his shoulders. The senior police chief had to be like himself.

Standing guard in front of the door with a rifle.

"Little brother, you were also sent to guard the door. I am not bragging to you. I know every congressman passing by here."

What's there to brag about? The key is do they know you? Annick complained secretly.

"Ahem, senior, you are so impressive. How many years have you been working as a parliamentary police officer?"

"It's been more than twenty years, let me tell you, I know many of the quirks of these congressmen. For example, the speaker likes to be pretentious when speaking and deliberately raises two syllables. There is also the one over there who is trying to chat with the lady.

The handsome guy with blond hair is actually bald."

...Annick knew why this senior, who was nearly fifty years old, was sent to guard the gate with him. He talked too much and was gossipy. It would be a pity not to be Rita's colleague.

"Senior, do you smoke?"

"It's smoking. Why do you want to buy me a drink?"

"It's not that I don't smoke. What I mean is if you want to steal one, I'll watch it for you."

"Good idea, thanks brother."
Chapter completed!