Dragon Zero

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In Ilseus City, a restaurant on the second floor outside the gate, a man, a woman and two people sit in a window-facing position, looking at everything that was sent out before.

The man wore white gloves on his hand and was holding a cup of coffee that was already cold. Although the clothes on his body were not gorgeous, the workmanship was very exquisite, and he used good materials. The women also wore white gloves and clothes with the same fabric, but the clothes were more neutral. They wore black-rimmed glasses. There was a little man's heroism in the eyebrows, and the nose was a little small. Little freckles. Her name is Kachinsi, she is Hillary's assistant, the man who is at the same table with her.

Hillary didn’t drink the coffee in his hand. He never drank the cold coffee. He put the cup on the table, like talking to himself, and like saying to the Kachinsi around him: “The strength of the prisoner’s gate They are getting stronger and stronger, they are growing stronger here, and the more difficult it is to recapture the vault under the mountain."

"Sir, yesterday I sent a letter from the other side of the city to ask about the mission." Kachinsi looked at the heavily guarded gate outside the window, and was a little worried: "More than a year later, the city guard delayed the progress of the matter. Very angry, he said..."

"Say what?"

"He said that if you can't do a good job, sir, he will do it himself."

Hillary's face always looked murky, and her eyebrows were always twirled, as if she had thoughts. He snorted softly, with a slight dissatisfaction in his tone: "City guard others are old, but their hearts are not old, and they always want to intervene in other people's affairs. My task has always been for me to report to the city master personally. Why should he ask?"

Kachinsi said: "Recently, the city owner is not in the city, and all the big and small things in the city are handed over to the city guard. The tasks including the husband are also within the jurisdiction of the city guard." She continued: "The prisoner's The door has already established a foothold here, and there is a territory sealed by the Saint Bíkía government. It is impossible to move away. Sir, I think we should go back to the city and ask the lord to send someone to support us Although the power of the Prisoner’s Gate is powerful, we are not in trouble. Podo Cassijer is always guilty of fighting against us for a vault hidden in the mountain.”

Hillary shook her head, his eyes scanning the people in the restaurant, and said: "Kachinsi, you have been with me for so many years after graduating from college, you still haven't learned to consider the problem comprehensively. In order to do this, How much blood is on our hands? Even one-tenth of those blood debts are enough to pay our lives. The reason why I was sent to secretly perform this task was that I didn’t want anyone to know the people behind us. If we please People in the city came to help this matter, but once they were found out, what would be the consequences, have you thought about it?"

"It's because I didn't think about the problem well. Please forgive me." Kachinsi sat like a student respectfully, listening to Hillary's lesson.

Hillary added: "I worked hard to train Mafia, in addition to using him, but also to keep him in front of him. Although the prisoner's door has no reason to hold the underground vault, he also There is no reason to pay it back. But what you said is a little bit reasonable. It takes patience to do things, but it can’t be consumed anymore. To deal with this kind of person, there is no way to intimidate. You have to find an exchange condition with him. Chips." As he was saying, Hillary's eyes swept to a figure in the passing crowd under the street outside the window.

When Kachinsi saw that Hilary seemed to find something, he followed it and saw a guy carrying a suitcase like a businessman in the pedestrians: "Hey, this person's back is so familiar."

Hillary took a closer look and said, "It's Mafia. He's actually here when he's talking about him. Kachinsi, checkout, follow me."

Not long after Mafiah arrived in Ilseus, he took the initiative to find Hillary after his cousin Gordon's advice. He thought about it. Although there were three underground vaults that Mafaia had built, he lost control. One, so guess that Hillary may appear here. Unexpectedly, luck was so good, just after dressing up outside the gate to understand the situation of the prisoner's gate, Hillary noticed.

"It's you!" Hillary suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, which surprised Mafia.

Hillary smiled softly: "I always thought you would come to me, but I haven't seen you for a long time, and I thought I was wrong. This is not the place to talk. Let's talk about it in another place."

...

A hotel room, five people, Gordon and Tagore are also here. Mafia and them sat at the table and said directly: "Since you are waiting for me, you know why I will come to you. I want to avenge, I want to re-establish the dead Mafia."

"Oh, I said Mafia. At this point, you still haven't made any progress. Revenge? Rebuilding the dead Mafia?" Hillary hummed and said, "What are you talking about with me till now? ?Is it necessary for me to contribute to you with only one mouth?"

Mafia didn't expect him to talk to him like this, and he froze for a moment.

Tagore also felt the atmosphere was wrong and felt that things would not be as easy to handle as they thought.

An angry expression appeared on Mafia's face. Although Hillary used to contribute to him, but he was polite to talk to him. He had never spoken like this, but now he has changed a person, turning his face faster than turning a book. . He said angrily: "What do you say!? How dare you talk to me?"

Hilary said with a sullen face: "What's wrong with talking to you, do you think you were Mafia?"

"I... why am I not me anymore?" Mafia stood on the table, clenched her fists tightly, and meant to start immediately.

Seeing this, Gordon quickly stopped and pulled Mafia back into his chair and said, "Don't be angry, don't be angry, say something. Please listen to what Mr. Hillary said."

Mafia pressed her anger and sat back in her chair.

Hilary said to Mafia in a high posture: "It is different now, you are defeated, death Mafia is gone, even if I help you, I can't get what I want. You still What are the qualifications for me to seek funding? Or better, what conditions can you come up with and let me help you?"

Mafia thought about it for a long while, and really couldn't think of what else he could talk about with him.

Hillary said coldly: "I am a businessman, and the investment will pay off. You want me to help you rebuild Mafia, but what can I get? With your ability to seal the knight? I can spend some money as well. Hired. It is not easy to find a seventh-level master in other places, in St. Bikya..."

"It seems that Mr. Hillary is not going to help my cousin Mafia?" Gordon showed a disappointed look, and Mafia's eyes were a little sad.

However, Tagore heard something in the other party's words, he said: "Mr. Hillary guessed that Mafia will come to you and come here to meet with us. I don't think you really intend to stand by and watch. Just say yes , How can you help rebuild the dead Mafia again?"

Hillary only took a look at Tagore who met for the first time. He said: "There are still people who understand the truth." He said to Mafia: "It is not impossible to want me to help you again, but From now on, it is no longer me who listens to your arrangement, but you have to listen to me."

"You let me be your man, take orders from you!?" Mafia's sigh of anger just came down again.

Hillary completely ignored his glare and sneered: "Now you are begging me, not I am begging you. You have nothing but the conditions to get your hands apart from taking your cousin into me. Consider Come and see me again. I stayed at the Besson Hotel these two days. Think about it quickly." Hillary touched the table and found that the white gloves were stained with gray. Then she took off the gloves and changed them again. Kachinsi is ready to leave.

"Wait!" Mafia stopped him.

Hillary turned back and said: "Think so quickly?"

Mafia gritted her teeth and swallowed her breath: "I promise you. As long as you can avenge me, rebuild the dead Mafia, my cousins ​​Gordon and Tagore will be yours from now on. !"

Hillary smiled, and smiled with satisfaction.

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