Edward neatly put the remaining things on the table into the space bag, hid the bag close to his body, and then frowned - followed by a knock on the door, the voice sounded almost overflowing with tenderness, okay,
Or rather coquettish.
So when the door opened, the first thing that caught his eye was the soft body wrapped in two thin pieces of cotton gauze, standing proudly upright. Edward took half a step back to see clearly the owner of the voice... Unsurprisingly, it was a woman.
.
This woman casually holding a dinner plate has a face that is proud of herself. She is very young, but she is not immature like a girl - just like her body, she is plump and mature, and full of youthful vitality.
.
"Your set meal, um, of course, if you have any other needs, you can just ask..."
The corners of her ruddy mouth turned up, revealing a line of delicate white teeth. Her big eyes were one-third cunning, one-third fiery and charming, and one-third surprised. She looked at the boy who was a little shorter than her, but brown.
His pupils seemed to be burning with flames.
Edward's eyes wandered for a moment.
The custom industry is probably the same among intelligent creatures of both sexes. As the owner of the Hilton Express Hotel, Edward is very aware of the tricks of this industry - generally speaking, this kind of hotel is one with the inn.
In a culturalized place, it has long been the most common practice to raise a dozen girls who blur the boundaries between waitresses and maids. Although mercenaries are not necessarily richer than merchants, they are enough to understand the concept of lavish money.
Let them be the best friends of the daughters-in-law.
But this one seems a little different.
She did not dress herself up with the latest low-cut long skirt like those ordinary girls, but simply put on an ordinary shirt and men's trousers, and her short brown hair did not make any appearance.
There is no fashionable combing, and even if you look carefully, there is no special modification to the makeup. However, it has to be said that some innate qualities can never be compared with external modifications. Even if the skin is a little rough due to the dust, it is slightly thick.
Her beautiful lips, bright eyes and straight bridge of nose are all tempting.
In particular, she is obviously extremely professional and good at highlighting her own advantages - her slender and slender limbs are outlined in men's-like clothing. While looking at Edward, she intentionally or unintentionally increases the depth of her breathing to make the rise and fall of her chest more obvious.
She... doesn't even need a corset to set her off, she is already arrogant and delicate. The shirt is tightly folded, and under the two unbuttoned buttons, a large area of milky white smoothness is exposed. Judging from the shape matching, even if Edward unfolds
His fingers could barely cover the round curve.
Top quality goods.
Edward's throat rolled, and he made a judgment in his heart, not only because this woman was much better than the older ladies in his country shop who could work part-time as washerwomen - the most important thing was that,
Although this woman's eyes and eyebrows are filled with spring colors, the smell on her body is not like that of ordinary female branch girls, which is mixed with body odor and low-quality incense, making it disgusting. Instead, it has a rather elegant smell of bluegrass.
Therefore, the hunter hesitated.
Two worlds, more than forty years... together seems to be a long enough time, so is it going to end at this time today?
In the woman's light brown pupils, her eyes were like fire, on the woman's white chest skin, the red clouds were like fire, and in the woman's red lips, the incense-like breath that she exhaled with her voice was like fire - at that moment
, Edward seemed to be standing in the flames, listening to a subtle sizzling sound, which was the sound of the rope that maintained the balance in his heart being ablated bit by bit.
Or if just a little bit more weight is added, the balance will collapse, right?
The next moment, some unknown aspects turned into some very heavy weights, destroying the balance.
"Why are you so timid? Little brother...men must have courage! You have to try anything..."
Staring at the face of the young man in front of her, the woman chuckled frivolously. The tip of her pink tongue loomed between the delicate red lips and she licked the corners of her mouth deftly. She stretched out an arm as if to wrap her arms around the young man.
The shoulders, and the plump breasts, slowly pushed forward to meet the man's outstretched hand. "What a good man, why don't you give me a shot?"
So, the good man smiled, stretched out his hand... bypassed the softness close at hand, took the cold dinner plate, then slammed the door in front of her and closed the door tightly, looking at the fire-like eyes, color
Isolated from the breath, only a whisper that is incomprehensible is left: "Where did you learn such a sentence? No matter how strong your blood is, you will be soft after hearing it...I am not Taoshita Masaki!"
"What a hell! Damn little bastard! A waste, a guy without eggs! A soft chicken!"
It wasn't until a few breaths later that the woman seemed to understand what had happened to her. She stamped her feet hatefully and let out a series of low curses! Even in her rage, her voice was still very soft and charming,
It's a pity that the oak door will not respond to her gentleness at all.
So after pouring out all the curse words that she could think of in her heart, she finally had no choice but to turn around and leave...
When the woman turned around and walked out of the hotel, three or four people who were wandering in the lobby and on the street corner raised their heads at the same time. After slightly exchanging glances and hidden gestures, two of them stayed where they were, while the other two
Then he left slowly and met up with a woman in a hurry a few streets away.
"Sister Leya, is the information about the Golden Horse correct?" the shorter man said in a low voice. At the same time, he took off his burqa and handed it to the woman. Then he pulled out the short coat he was wearing, and tied the row around his waist.
Four or five daggers were covered up.
"That's probably true. That dwarf couldn't be more conspicuous. What's more, the scrolls they sold in the store were also obtained by us not long ago. Ninety-nine percent of them are them." The woman took the burqa in his hand and put it on her
His figure was completely covered: "What a wasteful bastard. That scroll cost 530 gold coins, but it was sold for 105 gold coins!"
"...Then, eldest sister, why did you come out so quickly? Don't you have any ideas?" The little man was stunned.
"Damn it, the Jinma gang didn't say that guy was a brat. His skin was still intact and his hair was missing. He was not interested in gadgets at all. What can I do? As for the other one... I didn't follow the wine barrel.
My hobby of playing games!" The blazing flame in the woman's eyes was still burning, but it had changed from lust to resentment: "Damn, I wasted five pieces of silver to serve as a tap for that old bastard. I should have known this was the case.
, I might as well..."
"Sister, Virgil said that as long as you get a little bit of that guy's hair or nails, you can..."
After hearing a few words from her, the little mercenary couldn't help but interrupt, preparing to remind her something. But just halfway through, the woman slapped him hard on the back of the head, beating him to pieces.
Wei Wei: "That loser Virgil usually earns so much salary, but when big things happen, he shrinks his eggs! What kind of magic can do everything? This time the whole army came out, and he also spent a lot of money on some bribery, and the result was
What? He actually let more than a dozen people escape from under his nose. In the end, let alone the real owner, he couldn't even find such a brat. He could only determine the approximate location! He also had to spend money to buy information from Jinma.
! Now I have found all the fucking ones, find a few people, arrest them and ask them, you will know, what kind of hair do you want!?"
"But eldest sister..."
The little mercenary wanted to say something, but the woman's fierce glare made him shrink back. However, the tall mercenary on the other side spoke, with a hoarse and dull voice that sounded a bit scary: "We are here
Lisuli doesn't have many connections, so if we do it rashly, it will definitely be very troublesome if the City Guards guys get caught."
"Whatever! Can't you still deal with those city guards who have shrunk? The longer you live, the more you go back! This time the price offered by the sponsor is too high, it's done, we can wash our hands now, and we can be popular in this life
If you drink spicy food, you can do whatever you want... If you are cheated, even if you rip off the whole group, you can't afford to sell your butts, let alone those half-elves who will arrive in Romandy soon. Do you think we have a way out?
What?"
"But the leader..."
"Brother, I'll go tell him!" The woman shook her head bitterly: "Gather the people here, and we'll do it tonight!"
"But long swords and crossbows are not allowed in the city... The city guards are very careful about the shops at the entrance of the city. There are often people there in the middle of the night. It's a bit difficult to go there to cause trouble..." The short mercenary said bitterly.
With a face on his face, he wanted to continue to dissuade, but he could only give in in front of the woman's gathered fists: "I know! I know, eldest sister, I will inform them right now!"
After calling a few times, the guy quickly turned the corner.
So the remaining two people hurried forward... but did not notice that in the corner more than a hundred feet away, under the shadow of a gray robe, there was a pair of bright eyes, taking in their every move.
In sight.
"Quite interesting..."
Edward shook his head. On this continent, cities like Lissouli were already considered medium-to-large in size. Although they were still not comparable to the modernized cities in his memory, they were still lively enough. Therefore, most of the conversation with the other party was
They had all been obscured in the din, and he could only speculate through a few words - but it was enough to deduce that these people were the opponents in the forest a day ago.
In fact, this trouble is really frustrating. If there is a chance, Edward would not mind explaining his position to that woman. Unfortunately, it is obviously impossible for the other party to listen to the defense of an opponent he has never met, especially this.
When someone among the gang died at his hands.
Mercenaries are people who are happy to grudge each other, and their dealings with the enemy are usually quite simple, and this small mercenary group will also follow this concept of right and wrong - one of their cohesive forces is this.
kind of mutual care.
Collecting bones and collecting corpses, and taking revenge are all very important parts of it.
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It's a bit stuck, the speed is poor, and I've coded less than half of it. I think it's better not to upload it all together, just stop it and continue coding. If it's too late tonight, I'll update it tomorrow.
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