He Comes From the Void

　　 One day passed while waiting. Sarah sat by the window from noon to night, watching the situation on the slaughter pier.

　　 As she expected, the dismantling progress of the sea armor dragon is very slow, even if the butcher with the best craftsmanship is called in, it can't get up quickly.

　　 In order to easily enter the body and cut off the internal organs, the sea armor dragon is placed in a straight line, so the back half of the long snake-shaped body is still exposed outside the slaughter room. It can be imagined where the progress is going on inside.

　　 Until the night fell, the intestines of the sea dragon were not cleaned.

　　 You must know that the fish’s internal organs are very easy to rot and must be disposed of as soon as possible. If you work overtime, you won’t run away.

　　 But the high-intensity work of dismantling the sea beasts certainly cannot last a whole day.

　　 By the middle of the night, the slaughter room on the wharf was over. In order to avoid being eaten by the swarms of large rats on the wharf, the workers stuffed the back half of the body into the slaughter room and set it up.

　　 Sarah felt almost done, so she put on her guns and put on her windbreaker and walked out of the room.

　　 pushed the door open, and happened to meet Kahn two in the corridor, also preparing to go out.

　　 "Is it time?" Kahn asked.

"Well, the meal is here, do you want to go together?" Sarah covered her long scarlet hair with her hat and lowered the brim of her hat. The long wavy hair covered half of her face, making it more charming. Up.

　　 She thought that Kahn and the two would go with her to devour the sea dragon.

　　 Sarah had sneaked into someone else's territory and stole things before, but it was the first time to steal such a big thing, and she was a little bit worried.

　　 "No." Kahn shook his head: "I'm going to pickpocket square."

　　 Sarah heard the square and thought that the two of them were going out to stroll around the market to increase their relationship, but when she noticed a rolled-up piece of paper in Kahn's hand, she realized that the two actually had other things to do.

　　 "Is this a reward order?"

"Ok."

"Who do you want to offer a reward? Is it not good for me to make this money?" Sarah didn't understand. It was obvious that the most beautiful and capable bounty hunter in Bilgewater was right in front of her. Why did they even deliberately go to the square? Leave the business to others.

　　 Is this looking down on her business ability?

Kahn shook his head: "There is no money to make, this is the empty glove white wolf. I just want to express a certain message through a reward order, so that a certain extrajudicial fanatic will hear the news, just like a shark smelling blood. ."

　　 "Oh, this is also part of the plan?"

　　 Kahn nodded nonchalantly.

　　 "Then I'll just enjoy the big meal." Sarah walked past the two of them, but was stopped before she walked out of the corridor.

　　 "By the way, remember to leave me a good sea dragon skin." Kahn suddenly exhorted.

　　 "What do you want that?" Sarah looked back with her head akimbo.

　　 "I want to order a pair of leather boots."

　　 "Leather boots? I don't think you need them." Thinking that skin armor can be mimicked into various clothes, she turned her eyes to Kai'Sa: "How about making a wallet and giving it to my sister?"

　　 She didn't dare to ask for it, otherwise she would be suspicious of provocation.

　　 "I didn't use it myself, this is another bait."

　　……

　　 Along the way, Sarah kept thinking about those words of Kahn.

　　 It seems that besides himself, he is also planning to use others to help him achieve some kind of ulterior secret.

　　 Even if she asked him, she didn't say anything, only that this was a part of overthrowing Planck and let her do her own thing first.

　　 Sarah clarified her thoughts. The most important thing is to let the Void Skin Armor evolve to full coverage first, and figure out what she has.

　　 The smell from the slaughter wharf drifted away with the sea breeze, and it was still so disgusting and unpleasant.

　　 Even if he soaked the face towel with the rum that Lide Humu was crying, and then covered his nose, he still couldn't stop the smell.

　　 But Sarah is used to the smell. Sometimes the wind is not in the right direction, and the smell of the slaughter pier can permeate the entire lower city of Bilgewater.

　　 Anyone who wants to live in Bilgewater, whether you are a liar or a gambler, a boatman or a captain, a poor or a rich person, will eventually get used to this smell.

　　 Not to mention, there are still many people who make a living looking to the dirty work on the slaughter pier.

A sea monster industry supports the economy of Bilgewater, and the waves are stained with blood, which means that people have money in their pockets; since they have money, they have to spend money in restaurants, gambling dens, brothels, etc. around the pier. Cave.

　　Most people in Bilgewater started to slaughter at the pier. If you want to make money, you have to endure the stench here.

　　 The dock has been part-time workers, and only a few members of the Hook Gang are patrolling.

　　 Yesterday, she killed the Slut Ripper here. Because she didn't cause any damage to the dock, she was treated as an ordinary vendetta.

　　 Therefore, the security of the slaughter pier is still so lax, which facilitates Sarah's infiltration.

　　 Sarah squatted in a dark corner on the pier, the end of the windbreaker had been dragged on the slippery ground, messy.

　　 Huge crates were randomly piled up every ten meters on the dock. Under the cover of the boxes, she approached the slaughterhouse on the dock step by step.

　　As usual, groups of wharf rats will follow the person who appears alone, waiting for the person to be drunk and unconscious to have a meal.

Each of these mice is the size of a dog shark. Its smooth and shiny fur resembles a reflective shark skin. Its streamlined body makes them a good swimmer. The shark-shaped mouth is for them to catch underwater. food.

If you don’t find a rotten sea snake or other carnivore, the position of the intruder may be exposed because the rat group follows ~www.readwn.com~ but Sarah unexpectedly discovered today that there is no dock rat following she was.

　　 She touched her tailbone, it might be her skin armor that scared the mice.

　　 Sarah waited in the shadows for a while, and several patrolling gangs wandered behind the slaughterhouse and disappeared from her vision.

　　 This means that she has two minutes to sneak in before they turn back.

　　 She trot all the way to the slaughterhouse in leather boots, speeding up her pace as much as possible without making too much movement. The echo of the waves hitting the pier and the cries of gulls in the sky will cover her footsteps.

　　 It only took less than twenty seconds, and she came to the door of the slaughterhouse. The top of the door was decorated with a huge metal skull buckler. She pushed the wooden door slightly, and then she found that the wooden door was locked.

　　 The key is in the hands of the patrol, and Sarah is naturally impossible to grab it.

　　 Fighting with a few men, she is a weak woman who can't avoid using a gun, and using a gun will cause more trouble.

　　 So she took out the dagger, stabbed the tip of the knife into the dagger, and started picking the lock.

　　 As a gunsmith dealing with precision instruments, this is not a difficult task, and the bounty hunter wants to enter and exit various dangerous places without picking the lock.

　　 This is a compulsory course. The number of locks she has picked is not ten thousand but eight thousand.

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