He Comes From the Void

After waiting for two days in the hotel room, the target character finally appeared in the field of vision for the first time.

He was fiery, with two guns slung around his waist, and a scarlet curly hair danced with enchanting and colorful walking, brushing the hearts of all the men around him like a willow, reaping his dreamy gaze unscrupulously.

In the crowd, she automatically became the focus, just like the legendary siren banshee.

Beautiful and touching, but extremely dangerous.

At this moment, she was carrying a box that kept dripping blood, and dropped it at random in front of the bounty teller, the size of which was exactly the size of her head.

What's inside is self-evident. For some people, it's bloody, but for others, this is what money should look like.

The cashier stepped down from the stage, squatted down and opened the box, and compared the blood-stained facial features of the reward target.

Standing here requires a strong psychological quality. He is accustomed to contacting all kinds of evil and dead, and being able to deal with everything with no expression on his face.

One of the most important things is to collect money to do things, don’t ask too much.

When the cashier checked the settlement, the red-haired woman came to the bottom of the bounty list and tore off several reward orders in a row.

At this time, she noticed some strange gazes coming from her side, moving back and forth between her and the reward order she had just torn off.

She followed her gaze and found two boys and girls with purple hair and purple eyes looking at her.

With a frown, she took the initiative to walk over.

"I know you. Someone told me that there are two young men with purple hair who are inquiring about me. It should be you? What? Kid. Did I steal the business from both of you?"

She slung one hand on her soft waist, and her fingers were very close to the exquisite ivory grips of the two guns. She could shoot the gun at any time. The warning in her eyes was full of warning.

Kahn curled his lips. He didn't expect that he was just inquiring about someone in the tavern, and someone backhanded his news to him.

But this does not affect.

He looked at the woman in front of him. Although the lordosis and back curl had grown into a stunner in the world, the green temperament had not completely faded.

This should be due to the earlier timeline. The woman in front of him should be only in her early twenties, a little bit different from the mature and charming Miss Doom in his memory, and her femininity is a little bit worse.

"It's hard to say robbing business, we are here to do business with you." Kahn replied indifferently, paying no attention to her small actions.

"Oh~" The other party was interested, his tone was contemptuous: "Tell me what business do you have?"

At this time, Kahn and the two have changed into Bilgewater's clothes. He is wearing a long windbreaker, black breeches, and bright leather boots, but there is no corresponding embossed epaulettes. It looks like he was cleaned out. The nobility of the household.

The girl behind him was more attentive. She was tied into a fish-scale shirt, the corners of her shirt were tucked into reflective seal leather pants, and she stepped on a pair of pointed leather shoes and high heels. The tightly-packed clothes highlighted the girl's figure but did not appear to be exposed.

Especially those long legs, even she would be envious.

It was the first time that she met someone who could wear these clothes with such a feeling. She was totally out of style with her upper body wearing only a black and white chest support and pleated sleeves.

One is introverted and cold, and the other is full of enthusiasm, as if two extremes.

Kai'Sa felt the gaze of the other party's scrutiny, subconsciously squinted her eyes, put her hands around her chest, and slightly covered her only shortcomings.

She really didn't understand how the pair grew up. She felt that even at that age, she couldn't reach this level.

After a brief contest of eyes, both sides had some initial impressions.

Miss Doom thinks that these two may be the sons and daughters of some very rich, and come to entrust her to do some private work.

But she didn't realize that she was wrong until the other party answered, and she was also very wrong.

"We can help you get the head with the most bounty." Kahn said.

It turned out that these were two whimsical little ghosts. Miss Doom resisted the urge to shoot and leaned forward to the two of them and lowered her voice to warn: "I don't care how capable the people behind you are, but I would like to advise you. Don't drag me to death."

While leaving these words behind, Miss Doom also left them behind.

She took a generation of heavy coins from the teller, and then took a few reward orders and left the handle square without giving them a chance to explain clearly.

Looking at the scarlet back, Kahn asked Kai'Sa: "How do you feel about her?"

"Too vigilant." Kaisha released her hands on her chest and put them on Kahn's shoulders: "Did you see the reward order she tore off?"

Kahn nodded: "We follow the clues to find her, and say it again in a place where no one is."

The two took each other's arms and left the bustling pickpocket square.

As the night fell, the two figures appeared at the slaughter pier.

The rotting corpse of the sea snake exudes a **** stench, and was eaten by the swarms of wharf rats.

"Smelly!" This was the first feeling that Kai'Sa came here. She could smell the stench from the slaughter pier from a long distance, mixed in the moist sea breeze, which made people nauseous.

But the fashion can be tolerated, until she came to the dock, the smell became stronger and stronger, and she finally couldn't help but speak: "I want to put on the helmet."

Without waiting for Kahn's consent, she put on the helmet, in the form of a mask.

"You'd better get used to it, we will come here often in the future." Kahn smiled, although the smile was distorted.

This odor is worse than the odor that the void dissolves all things.

It was the violent salty fishery of the sea beast Leviathan after it was opened. Its intestines were thick enough to hold people, and its internal organs stuck to the pebble pavement and exposed to the sun for several weeks.

In addition to sea beasts, there are guano left by tens of thousands of seabirds that stole food, and the blood-stained workers at the slaughter pier drowned everywhere. This odor that is so stinky, no matter how heavy it tastes, people will have to vomit into the sky.

"Why do we have to come here?"

"The reward order said that the **** ripper had a nightmarish stench when he killed someone~www.readwn.com~ and the slaughter wharf is the smelliest place in Bilgewater."

The Slut Ripper is a notorious serial murderer recently, who specializes in tricking women from the street into an uninhabited alley at night.

No one knows why he did such a frenzied thing, maybe it was the **** who broke his heart, but what he did seriously affected the business of various brothels, so someone offered a reward for his head.

"Are you so sure she won't let the smell here?" Kaisha wrinkled her nose, and she couldn't imagine a clean woman leaning here on purpose.

"Make money, it's not shabby." Kahn couldn't explain, but he knew that Miss Doom didn't hate the smell.

This smell means prosperity, it means returning home, and it means the huge wealth brought by sea beasts.

Even if she hates it now, after she takes the slaughter pier as her own, she will definitely fall in love with this smell.