One Eyed Monster

　　 Estef had no interest in listening to Godin’s words to the two teenagers who claimed to be explorers.

　　 The matter of the governor-general of Rostov, he did not care too much. He will not lose his position because of the mishandling of this matter, nor does he want to use this matter to oversee the political situation.

　　He is Estef, the vice president of Liuli City, who hasn't moved forever. He will not disturb his quiet nerves for the slightest profit.

　　 His nerve is not affected by money, nor by power...

　　 That nerve will only jump around the number five, and there is only one factor that touches that number, and that is power.

　　 Estoff pursues power, but he pursues power in a special way.

　　 Unlike others who blindly seek to gain power, Estov just likes to challenge power.

　　 He always combines this kind of challenge with his own luck.

　　 In other words, he is a real gambler.

　　 Gamblers often believe in their luck.

　　 Estoff leaned on the sofa, the head of the guard court covered his face, his legs were on the box beside the sofa, and he looked like a drunk **** after the dinner.

　　 But in fact, this **** didn't even attend the dinner party. He just grabbed a few pieces of meat in the kitchen and dealt with it.

　　In the eyes of Mayor Barbasa, this **** is a stranger inside and out.

　　 Estef naturally didn't care about this. He didn't want to eat slowly with the mayor's group. He didn't want to miss any chance to deal with the powerful.

"Master Godin, it's really not our intention to throw you away, it's the son of his own will, you see, he dumped us now." The two teenagers who claimed to be explorers belonged to Hussetas Follower, Estoff can still feel the embarrassment that the two people gobbled up at the dinner, although he had never seen it with his own eyes.

　　 This kind of observation ability is the combatant's ability to smell color. In Youweien Continent, the six major professions all have the same basic ability, that is, perceiving spiritual power, but due to the different ways of using perceptual spiritual power in the six major occupations, different skills have also been produced. Fighters hear color, alchemists hear quality, good hunters hear secrets, fine scholars hear numbers, diligent ones hear sounds, and sorcerers hear degrees. The combatant's ability to smell the color is to capture the emotional color of the surrounding spiritual power in the process of perceiving the surrounding spiritual power. Estov's spiritual perception has been able to distinguish the subtle changes in the emotional color of the spiritual owner. Although his temporary ability is not enough to feel all the colors of spiritual power emotions, the dozen or so color combinations he recognizes can still make him clearly experience the expressions of those spiritual power owners.

　　 Don't look at him lying halfway in the house with his eyes closed. In fact, he knows everything that happened in the house better than anyone.

　　 He hadn't seen it with his own eyes, but he could know that these two teenagers who claimed to be explorers were the little servants of the Governor-General.

　　 The emotional color of these two teenagers is obviously yellow with flames. The arrogance when burning and the humble and dim when extinguished are easy to recognize. Obviously these two teenagers are also the sons of the upper-class people of Rhone, and these upper-class people seem to bow in front of the governor and arrogantly in front of the civilians. Like a very powerful dog, Estoff thought to himself.

　　 "Master Godin, you have to believe us, we really didn't lie to you. How could the son listen to the words of people like us."

　　 Estef sighed in his heart. Even if he was 10,000 unwilling, his ability to smell **** still brought back the noise of the group of people in the next room.

　　 Estef felt that these people were really stupid. There is no need for language disputes to play any substantial role. The key point is still these stones and gold bars.

　　 It is a pity that I am not an alchemist and cannot perceive the inner quality of these inanimate bodies.

　　 or a high-level hunter, may be able to find some secrets from the residual spiritual power...

　　 Even incompetent scholars can deduce some of the disconnected details from these incomplete relationships.

　　 It is a pity that the guys next door are a gang of politicians and fighters who have changed their tastes, and their concern is much higher than the nature of things.

　　 Estef gradually let go of his mind. His fighter skills told him that for the time being, there was no red or black emotions around him, only a slight flame color and chaotic blue...

　　 Wait, why is there a sudden purple in this space...

　　 Estoff cried out in his heart, and immediately took the pipe from his arms with his right hand.

　　 At this moment, he feels that the number five has started to jump in his mind!

　　 So he let go of his cocked feet on the box, brought the hat on his face to his head again, and stood up firmly.

　　 "I never liked concealment, whether it was concealment or concealment, I never liked it very much." Estov lit his pipe and smoked quietly.

"Those things that should be you are yours after all, and things that shouldn't be you are not yours after all. Only people who suffer from gains and losses will like to use concealment to hide things on their bodies. Are you right, friend?" He closed his eyes. , Enjoying the smell of tobacco spinning in his lungs, his tone seemed to be chatting with an old friend.

　　 But there is still no movement in the huge office!

　　 "I like boxes. When you open it, you can see the contents, but when you close it, no one can see it." After speaking, Estov stretched out his hand to the opposite side and squeezed it hard.

　　 In an instant, the diagonally opposite side of Estov was faintly swaying, and then there was a touch, and there was a scar on the wall.

　　 "Nice skill, under my attack, it can still maintain the concealment technique. It is really interesting." Estov immediately tilted his body after speaking, only to hear a creak, and there was an extra hole in the sofa behind him.

"interesting."

　　呲, there was another sound, Estov's head tilted, and although he had escaped a blow, a bloodshot appeared in the corner of his eyes...

　　 bang bang bang, Estov flew his fingers, and made a continuous counterattack in the direction of the door.

　　 "Uh..." With a thump, a shadow staggered back on a corner of the wall.

　　 "Are you willing to show up now? The arrow of spiritual power just now is quite powerful, my friend!" Estov smiled and wiped the blood from the corner of his eyes.

　　 "You, too, there is no one yet. You can hit the hidden me. You are the first!"

　　 The slender figure with his head bowed in front of him is wrapped in a large purple cloak.

　　 "High-level hunters have different strengths."

　　 "To each other, each other."

　　 "Gold bars can buy your skills, just for that son?"

　　 "Things, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is not, as you think. Some things don't need gold bars."

　　 Estef put out the pipe in his mouth and shook his head: "I have always believed in my luck. After the stone appeared, you were my fifth opponent, and my lucky number was five."

　　 "Gamblers, sometimes, they miss."

　　 "But I am not a desperate gambler, I am not sure I can beat you."

　　 "Then, what do you think?" Zipao didn't talk much, every sentence was like a punch.

"Me?" Bang-Estoft kicked open the box next to him. "My gambling is over. I still want to keep some betting books. I think about it. The crow that ran away didn't fight with me, so you It’s my fourth opponent, my luck hasn’t come, my friend!"

　　 "Then, so what. What can be changed."

　　 "Friend, you are not sure enough to kill me, so take what you need. There is not much aura on these stones and gold bars, and time is short."

　　 "You, interesting, fellow." After speaking, the purple-robed man stretched out his hand and stroked the stone and gold bar.

"I'm just eager to challenge the power, and the others are not interested. So I am only responsible for letting you show up. As for whether those idiots can catch you, I don't care." Estef put away his pipe, "Below them The crowd is coming."

　　 "They are not threatening."

　　 "You are a high-level hunter, you are really strong." Estoff smiled.

　　 "No, yours, hidden, superior."

　　 "Thank you." Estoff's heart was stunned, but he was relieved after a while.

　　 That’s right, because of the strength of Godin’s group, it’s impossible to touch this guy’s hair...

　　 He quietly felt outside the office, Godin and Rust gang hurried over.