Chapter 92: The Storm Rises Again

  The guest suddenly became furious, pushed away the seductive bar girl with his hand, and stood up abruptly. The people around saw that the atmosphere here was a bit tense, but instead of stepping forward to stop him, they even cheered.

  "Brother, what's so exciting?" Mo Xinkai said with a smile, he didn't take the guy in front of him seriously at all, wasn't it just a fight?

  "Fight... whoever wins, I'll buy him a drink!"

  "Five gold coins, bet on that big guy winning, dare you bet with me?"

  "Do you think others are fools? That big guy is a fighter, I bet he wins!"

  The crowd's shouting grew louder, the guest's face changed unpredictably, and he didn't dare to really take action. A fighter alone might not be a big deal, but add in his companions, and it was no longer optimistic. If all of them were seventh-rank or higher professionals, their overall combat strength wasn't as simple as 1+1 equals a few. A well-coordinated mercenary squad's combat strength could increase exponentially.

  The guests on the second floor were also startled, a short and stout man with a big beard looked down, just saw Han Jin, his eyes suddenly flashed a kind of hatred light, the hatred was so strong that Han Jin, Xian Ni Er and Lei Zhe three people simultaneously felt something, raised their heads to look around.

  That short and stout man had already bent down, the lights in the bar were too dim, plus there were many guests, and the wide railing on the second floor blocked the view, so Han Jin and others didn't notice anything, thinking it was just their own illusion.

  At this time, the boss of the bar came up with a smile and softly persuaded Mo Xinkuo and that customer. Mo Xinkuo was not afraid of fighting, but he didn't want to take the initiative to cause trouble either. That customer had a way out, and finally threw down a gold coin in annoyance. Without waiting for the boss to find change, he strode out.

  Whispers rose in the bar. Some people loudly cursed the old boss, blaming him for ruining a good show, but the old boss had also been through some scenes and was not angry or upset. He smiled and spoke softly all around, and the small storm passed like this.

  About an hour later, Han Jin and others walked out of the bar one after another. Mo Xinkai was very happy and even opened his collar to hum a little tune. In fact, there are many joys in life. Everything is at your feet, the key is whether you are good at discovering them.

  It was already very late. There were almost no pedestrians on the street. Everyone chatted and laughed as they walked back and forth. Today was no different from usual. At least, not for them. They had just turned a corner. Lei Zhe suddenly stopped in his tracks. He said in a low voice, "I need to find a friend. You guys go back first."

  "Friend?" Han Jin was taken aback. Lei Zhe's words seemed too sudden: "Do we need to go with you?"

  "No need. I can handle it myself."

  Han Jin hesitated for a moment. Lei Zhe should have something to deal with, but that's his private business. He didn't want to pry into it, and even less did he want to stop him: "Then go ahead, the earlier you leave, the earlier you'll be back."

  "Don't worry." Lei Zhe smiled and then quickly walked into a small alley.

  "What's Leizhe doing?" Mo Xinkai asked, looking at Leizhe's back.

  "There must be something urgent." Han Jin looked a bit embarrassed, wanting to take someone to help Lei Zhe, but if Lei Zhe found out, it would easily lead to misunderstandings. If he didn't help, he felt uneasy.

  "He won't be in trouble." Xian Ni'er said calmly: "Lei Zhe and Mo Xin Ke are two different kinds of people, he is very steady, very clear-headed, knows what he should do and what he can't do, let's just go back and wait for him with peace of mind."

  "What does that mean?" Mo Xinko asked in anger, his good mood already lost by half: "Two kinds of people? Then I'm a very shallow and muddled person? And then my actions won't be trustworthy?"

  "What do you think?" Xier and Sanniel stood in the same camp, to be honest, she thought she had been gentle enough today, but didn't get what she expected, so she was very disappointed.

  "Alright, alright, let's hurry back, don't keep Sasuke waiting." Han Jin said with a smile.

  Mo Xinkē took a look at this one, then looked at that one. He had to admit, he couldn't mess with either of these two women. In the end, he could only mutter a sentence and walk forward with his head down. Now, his good mood was completely gone.

  The crowd walked back to their homes, and the courtyard gate closed amidst a burst of laughter, everything returned to calm.

  After a good while, a stealthy figure emerged from the corner of the street, gazing at the courtyard for half a moment before slowly withdrawing his head, taking note of the surroundings. He turned to leave but suddenly froze in place because a gleaming dagger was pressed against his throat, its icy chill seeping into the depths of his soul.

  "You've already followed me this far, why must you still follow?" a figure hidden in the cloak said faintly.

  That person was stunned, and he immediately recognized that the person in front of him was one of the targets. He thought the other had an urgent matter to leave, but unexpectedly blocked himself here. His heart was both shocked and afraid, but things had come to this point, and he could only pretend to be confused: "G... sir, what are you doing? I... I only have these on me, please spare my life..." He slowly reached into his pocket and pulled out a pouch of money.

  "Do you know what the biggest taboo for a low-ranking thief is?" Lei Zhe didn't even look at the money bag: "It's to follow a high-ranking thief, that way you'll die very miserably."

  "Sir, I...I don't understand what you mean."

  "You don't need to understand either, just turn around and move forward." Lei Zhe said slowly.

  "Ah..." The man's smile accompanied him as his neck suddenly flashed to the side, and a dagger appeared in his hand, stabbing straight at Lei Zhe's heart.

  Lei Zhe's arm swung lightly, and a faint cold light flashed by. The person only felt dizzy in front of his eyes, and then found that his right wrist was firmly grasped by someone else. Although the opponent's figure was not majestic, his strength was surprisingly strong. He could only feel that his wrist was about to be pinched to pieces, and he had to loosen his dagger.

  "Don't you remember what I just said? You'll die a terrible death." Lei Zhe sneered with a mocking smile.

  That man suddenly felt a flow down his cheek, and when he wiped it with his hand, he first found that his hand was full of fresh blood and some shiny things he didn't know what they were. Then he discovered that one of his eyes couldn't see anything, but he still couldn't feel any pain. This eerie contrast made him want to go crazy. Just as he tried to let out a scream, the icy dagger returned to his neck, and then he heard a voice colder than the dagger: "You have one more chance to disobey my order, believe me, if you know what the price is, you will regret it."

  That person opened his one eye and looked at Leizhe with a terrified expression. After a while, he slowly turned around and walked towards the courtyard in front of him.

  Lei Zhe knocked on the gate a few times, and heard two people walking towards the gate. Then he heard Xian Ni Er's low cry: "Huh? There's the smell of blood!!"

  "It's me." Leizhe spoke up first, lest Xian Ni'er suddenly jumped out and gave him an arrow.

  The door opened quickly, and Xian Ni'er opened the door to see that one-eyed dragon, and was stunned for a moment. Then she dodged to one side and let Lei Zhe press the captive to come in: "What's going on?"

  "This kid has been secretly following us." Lei Zhe said in a low voice.

  "You go in first." Xian Ni'er said as she closed the courtyard door, Qiuli came out from behind the tree and looked at the one-eyed dragon with tension.

  Lei Zhe pushed the one-eyed dragon to continue walking inside, while Xian Ni'er quietly came to the big tree at the foot of the courtyard, jumped up and rubbed against the trunk, silently drilling into the branches and leaves, fully focused on observing the surrounding movements.

  Han Jin and Mo Xinkai in the house were also startled, "What's going on?" Han Jin asked while looking at the miserable one-eyed dragon.

  "This guy is following us."

  "You said there was something to be done... just to catch him?" Han Jin asked.

  "Hmm." Lei Zhe nodded: "At that time..."

  "I know you're right." Han Jin patted Lei Zhe's shoulder, and at that moment, Stillberg, Hillina, and Little Joseph were all present. If Lei Zhe had spoken out about being followed, someone among them would have definitely looked around nervously, and the outcome wouldn't be what it is now.

  "Damn it, dare to follow us?!" Mo Xinko cursed, his heart was relatively soft, seeing the one-eyed dragon with blood all over his face, he didn't want to take action anymore, otherwise he would have gone up and beaten him severely.

  "Sir... I'm going to die..." The one-eyed dragon said in a trembling voice, although he tried his best to close his injured eye tightly, but still couldn't stop the gushing blood. In this short period of time, the blood had already stained the soft armor on his chest red and wet half of his pants.

  "Don't want to die? Don't want to die, then tell us the truth. Who told you to follow us?" Han Jin said in a low voice. As for Lei Zhe, he was satisfied with all other aspects, but felt that he was too ruthless and had used an irreparable method just for following them. Xian Ni'er said that Lei Zhe was a calm and sober person, but this evaluation was somewhat excessive. He was indeed sober, as no one else had noticed the follower except for Lei Zhe, but such violent means were absolutely not calm.

  "He wants to kill me." Lei Zhe added awkwardly, as if sensing Han Jin's feelings.

  "Huh?" Han Jin's expression gradually turned cold, if it was just a follow-up, that's nothing, maybe just out of curiosity, but wanting to hurt Lei Zhe, that's serious.

  "It was... it was Master Blacksmith under General Jason who hired me to follow you." The one-eyed dragon replied quickly, then begged: "Sir, spare my life, I don't want to die like this."

  "General Jason?"

  "Jeson is the commander of the Western City Cavalry, with great power." Lei Zhe looked at the one-eyed dragon coldly: "You didn't lie?"

  "Sir... I'm going to die, how dare you still tell lies?" The one-eyed dragon said in a trembling voice: "Spare me, sir!"