Durin's Diary

Chapter 433 Open the door

"Maybe we can be more direct." Du Lin said softly to the lady in front of him.

"What's the direct way?" the blonde female boss asked curiously.

Du Lin stood up, his left hand instantly changing to four fingers, and then changed back before anyone could react: "Come with me, I know you've been watching me from the second floor since my first move."

He walked to the second floor. A security guard wanted to stop him, but was stopped by their boss, who followed Du Lin upstairs.

Du Lin came to the window, which was a one-way glass window and he could see everything downstairs directly.

Du Lin watched everything in front of him until she closed the door and took the long sword from the weapon rack on the wall: "Who are you?"

"One of your guests." After saying this, Durin snapped his fingers, and the dagger of the Triarch flew out, nailing the left hand of a stealthy dwarf along with his dagger to the ground.

"Adults are talking, and children are acting recklessly. People may die." After saying that, Du Lin reached out and caught the musket bullet shot by his boss - it was just a lead bullet with too slow initial velocity. In Du Lin's eyes, it was like a snail.

"who are you!"

The female boss dropped her sword and stood at the door, looking ready to run away at any time.

"Durin Elsh, the new master of the Triarch." Durin stopped playing around and transformed back into his true self, showing the woman the crest on the back of his hand. "Your left hand is deformed, with only four fingers. It looks like you used to work in an assassination parlor, but now you're working on your own, right?"

"I never think that embracing freedom is a wrong thing. I will not join the Crimson Group, but I also don't like being a member of the Three Saints. I don't have any family, I just want to live a free life." Although she spoke tough, her trembling hands betrayed her.

Because she knew that she couldn't run away from Du Lin.

"I don't care. Many families have returned to the Three Saints Society. I don't need a hen like you who can't lay eggs." Du Lin replied with a smile, and with a wave of his hand, the dagger returned to his hand.

At the same time he cast a healing spell on the dwarf, who looked at Durin in shock.

"Then what are you doing here?"

"A guy named Joseph cut off his middle finger. He might be connected to the disappearance of a pair of children from the grassland elves known as Purple Eyes. It's also believed to be related to the deaths of their parents. I was wondering if you knew him."

"He is my customer, I can't betray him." The female boss hesitated and decided to refuse.

"Really? I'm giving you two choices now. One, tell me where Joseph is. I'll leave, and you and your adopted dwarf son will live. Two, I'll personally flip your head off. Before that, I'll skin your adopted dwarf son alive in front of you, because those two children are likely to become sacrifices to the Church of Chaos. I don't have much time. You decide my next move. I'll only hit him a dozen times."

After saying that, the table in the middle of the room grew legs and ran quickly to Du Lin. Knives appeared on the table one after another. Du Lin looked at the little dwarf in front of him with a kind face.

The latter fell for Du Lin's suggestion and laughed even uglier than crying.

When Du Lin counted to two, the lady couldn't bear it any longer. She pointed downstairs and said, "He's downstairs now."

"Who is it?" The dwarf had already climbed onto the table by this time. Upon hearing this, Du Lin followed the woman to the window. Under her guidance, he saw a middle-aged man with a goatee.

"Thank you." Du Lin clapped his hands, turned his head and snapped his fingers, and the dwarf immediately jumped up from the bed.

"I'm sorry to have frightened you, but please understand that to find these children, I can transform into the most terrifying demon." With that, Durin stood up. As he reached the door, he turned and tossed a silver coin onto the table. "As a token of your cooperation, this is the Triarchal Order's silver. If the curse ever becomes uncontrollable and you feel you're still far from death, then come to the Everburning Lair. I won't demand your loyalty. Instead, out of friendship as a fellow assassin, I'll offer you a chance to live. After all, you should know that your former companions are now free from the curse, right?"

After saying that, without waiting for any explanation, Du Lin went downstairs.

He smiled and walked behind the middle-aged man.

It is normal for people to look at the cards in the card room.

The middle-aged man did not turn around until the coordinates that Durin had taken were responded to by members of the Three Saints Society, and until the two legends, Uryula and Oro, entered the card room.

You could hear a pin drop in the entire card room.

Because the people who came were wearing white robes with the symbol of the Three Saints Society.

Du Lin reached out and pressed the middle-aged man's shoulder: "Mr. Joseph, do you remember your classmate Sora?" "...Who are you to him!" After seeing who was coming, the middle-aged man found that he was no match for Du Lin in terms of strength. Feeling that there was no possibility of escape, he did not dare to turn his head.

"I'm one of his juniors," Du Lin said as he used his mage's hand to pull out his wallet and settle the bill for the table. He then gave the three families ten pounds for tea and comfort money. "I want to ask your poker friends a question."

"You ask." The three smiled flatteringly.

Dulin took the cigar from Uryula and motioned for Oro to pick up the middle-aged man. The four of them walked to the door, talking and laughing. Dulin took out a wad of money and slapped it on the counter: "I'll pay for everyone's table today. Have fun!"

The card room, where you could hear a pin drop, immediately came back to life, and everyone was praising and thanking the kind Changtang Dragon - they did not associate the Zhulong in front of them with Du Lin, which was a good thing, as it meant that another Zhulong had appeared.

Du Lin said goodbye to everyone warmly, then walked out of the card room and into the alley.

There were several legends standing nearby, and the middle-aged man no longer looked like a middle-aged man, but had become an old man.

Du Lin looked at them and said, "Did you kill Ousmane Hopper and his family?"

He shook his head and looked at Du Lin in surprise: "Aren't you here to find us because you want us to kill Ross Hopper's family?"

Old Enrique, who arrived late, just walked into the alley, and Dulin asked Oro to let the two in.

Old Enrique was stunned when he came in: "Didn't you kill the Ousmane Hopper family and take away their children?"

"Please, we are killers, not psychopaths who kidnap children. Everyone knows that if Lord Durin finds out about kidnapping a grassland elf child, he will kill the whole family!"

At this point, the old man looked at Du Lin and said, "How come you are also a Candle Dragon?"

Didn't lie.

Eleven and Daju both said so.

Dulin looked at the circle under his feet and was silent for a while. "I am the Dulin Elsh you mentioned. We came to you because of the murder of the Ousmane Hopper family in Nice. However, what you said is inconsistent with what you said in the hall of the Ross family."

"This..." Looking at Durin's projection, the old man was a little embarrassed. "After all, your dragon scale is worth a lot of money. If I follow you and pick up even one, it would be worth thousands of gold pounds."

How can it be true if it is so outrageous? They are too superstitious.

Eleven is a collapse.

I've seen a lot of big oranges.

This is nothing. I've even seen people say that a kiss from a saint can give you blessings, but when you leave the city, you get eaten by zombies.

"No, why would someone put a bounty on my scales?" Du Lin looked at his old men.

"Everyone says that if the scales of a powerful Zhulong like you are made into an amulet, it will definitely protect the child from harm." Old Oro replied.

"What the hell." Du Lin cursed, then looked at the old man: "Then let me ask you, is Osman Hopper on your wanted list?"

"Yes, but we didn't answer it."

"Who answered it?"

"The Crimson Group took it. The boss said that the group's ideas were too tough. I'm afraid we can't withstand the retaliation of the Northerners." The old man was stunned at this point: "You don't look like Northerners."

"Yes, we are from the Three Sacred Order. Do you know where the Crimson Group is? I think there might be some grudges between us."

Du Lin asked with a smile.

Behind him, the old guys all laughed the same way.

(End of this chapter)