There is absolutely nothing wrong with my magic cards!

"Hehe, if it wasn't for taking money from Carlos, I would take this good opportunity to kill you now."

Carlos is the name of the false bishop.

"Clay" also made no secret of his killing intent, and it seemed that he was going to attack Fahim in the next second.

"I don't mind killing you rude guy here first."

Fahim said coldly.

Both of them, however, knew what was going on.

They can't fight among themselves at this time, even if there is a conflict, they can only endure it first.

"According to the agreement between you and Carlos, you should follow my command now, right?"

Fahim seemed to think of something and asked.

"No, the agreement between me and Carlos is that if he doesn't give me 5000 gold coins, I won't follow his command, but I didn't say in this agreement that I would follow your command."

"Clay" said with reason.

"You guys are really not afraid of death?"

For a moment, Fahim was shocked by Clay's impeccable logic.

It even feels that Clay is a bit of a dead pig and is not afraid of boiling water.

"Heh, I can't escape the punishment anyway. I want me to follow your command. There is no door. But I have already found the temporary stronghold that Carlos asked me to find. Come with me."

"Clay" said, turned around and walked forward.

"I will report your performance to Carlos in full, and you can be proud now."

It's not that Fahim can't do anything about Clay, he just needs to report it.

So Fahim followed "Clay", and the two walked in the tunnel one after the other.

Durkan, who was disguised as Clay, walked in front at this time, his left eye narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

Fahim, you got on the wrong bus.

204 Durkan drives tigers and wolves second season

Durkan, disguised as Clay, brought Fahim to the Innotek Club.

The venues of the gangster Yinnot clan are basically closed today.

But there are still guards in this club.

Durkan came to the Innotek club this morning in the appearance of Clay to greet the old steward.

Under the leadership of the old steward, Durkan and Fahim went to the VIP room together.

Then the old steward closed the door for them tremblingly.

This gentleman-like scholar in a dark green dress and a top hat looked particularly scary to the old steward.

He could smell death in this man.

Even the old steward had some terrible guesses in his mind.

But he didn't dare to say it, and he didn't dare to think about it.

Because even if it is true, as long as it is said, he will be the first to die.

......

In the VIP room.

"Are you really thinking about gambling?"

Fahim sat on the only two seats in the VIP room and put his top hat on the table.

Looking at Durkan, who was sitting across from the card table, Fahim couldn't help feeling that this stronghold was ridiculous.

It was as if he was going to play two games with Clay.

Although it is outrageous, it is unexpectedly reasonable to put Clay on him.

"Can't you?"

Durkan asked back with some displeasure.

"It seems that you will end up penniless because of this."

Fahim looked at the VIP room jokingly, mocking Durkan.

"Who said that? I have 5000 gold coins now, who do you look down on?"

"Unfortunately, I will soon ruin this city, you can only take the 5000 gold coins to lose elsewhere."

Durkan frowned upon hearing this.

He doesn't seem very interested in causing damage.

Moreover, the sabotage also affected his entertainment, which made him very unhappy.

Then Fahim opened the suitcase and took out some blueprints and strange alchemy props.

His pale fingertips lightly touched the surface of the drawing, and the parchment, which had been folded and unfolded countless times and worn out, made a small sound.

Fahim began to prepare for the layout of the large magic circle.

And Durkan sat opposite, waiting, seemingly bored.

After a few minutes.

"Fahim, are you interested in taking a gamble with me?"

Durkan yawned, looked at the work in Fahim's hand and said.

"You know I'm not short of money, why should I waste my time playing with you?"

Fahim's hand stopped slightly, and he looked up at Durkan.

"Then I'll bet you with these cards."

Durkan pulled out the purple cards he'd won from Clay.

Fahim looked at the cards.

Really a little heartbroken.

Because there are many film world products that cannot be produced.

"Wait until it's over."

After Fahim finished speaking, he resumed the work at hand.

"Then how long will we have to wait?"

Durkan asked.

"At least five hours."

"I can go to you!"

Durkan stood up irritably, slapped his bishop's certificate on the table, and said to Fahim:

"I'll add this, bet me now!"

Fahim looked up again.

Clay, the habitual offender, Fahim, knew it.

After all, Clay was the only bishop who dared to mortgage the bishop's certificate.

He was caught then.

Because no one could contact Clay through the bishop's certificate for a long time, he gradually attracted the attention of the false bishop.

In fact, Bishop False didn't doubt that anyone would dare to pledge the bishop's certificate at the beginning.

Until the false bishop sent his men to investigate, and all the stolen goods were found on the spot.

Clay also pleaded not guilty, and his attitude was extremely bad.

In the end, he was severely punished.

Fasim did not expect that Clay would dare to do such a thing again.

And the habitual offender is clearly still unafraid.

"Have you figured out what it means to bet against me?"

asked Fahim.

The bishop's certificate can be lost, but it must not be lost to other bishops.

This undoubtedly put the lifeblood in the hands of other bishops.

"Of course I didn't give it to you. If I lose, I will listen to you honestly within a week. After a week, return the bishop's certificate to me."

Durkan said.

"Are you serious? Do what you say? Even if I need to experiment with you, you will agree?"

Fahim seemed a little moved.

"Is this outside the mission plan?"

Durkan frowned, feeling that Fahim was a little greedy.

"Forget it, anyway, I can let Carlos command you."

Fahim sighed.

"Wait, let you do one experiment at most, and it can't harm my body."

Durkan looked compromising on the surface, but laughed inwardly.

This guy finally couldn't stand the temptation and took the bait!

"Hehe, don't go back on your word."

Fahim was completely moved this time.