After being auctioned, I was taken by Long Aotian... [Xi Huan]

"Don't touch it!" Sero jumped up from the bed, holding the drawer with both hands to prevent the vicious dog from opening it, "This thing has leprosy!"

"Leprosy?" The vicious dog repeated, looking at the black belt with disgust, "Where did you get the leprosy?"

"Look, my lord, I don't care what I do, but you can't touch this kind of thing." Sero tilted his head, and his little brain turned faster than ever, "You saw it too, this gentleman... …His hands are covered with bandages..." He pointed to the man on the bed, "It's such a hot day, he was still wearing long sleeves when he came here!"

"Is that so?" The vicious dog turned to ask the honest old Hans.

The old man nodded frantically, and stammered: "Yes, my lord. This guest came to the hotel this afternoon and said he wanted to stay. Everyone in the hotel saw him wearing long sleeves."

The vicious dog narrowed its eyes slightly, pointed at the man on the bed and said, "Put your hand down and let me see."

"It's better not to, he is so ugly!" Sero said quickly, "The skin on his face is almost like a melted candle! There is no skin left on his mouth, just like the one you dug out in the cellar last year. The head that has been soaked in beer for several months is no different." He retched a few times realistically, and after he recovered his breath, he added, "If you get too close, you may be killed. Infected with leprosy!"

Sero's words obviously made all the vicious dogs and security officers uncomfortable. It was this vicious dog who handled the murder case that caused a sensation in Luohegang Town last year.Although the murderer was caught more than two weeks later, the impact it caused has not dissipated so quickly.

Two security guards followed Sero and retched a few times, and everyone—including Old Hans—covered their mouths.The vicious dog coughed a few times with a pale face—the head was displayed near the bulletin board in the town, and almost everyone in the town saw it.

"There are several rooms on the second floor, my lord!" Seeing that the other party's expression was a little loose, Sero hurriedly continued, "The person you saw may have come here, but he may have gone to other rooms. I have not seen anyone here enter the house during this time."

"My lord, it's not good if you stay here for too long and let that nasty bastard run away!" Selo started talking, blinking his eyelashes like flapping his wings. Butterfly, "I believe you will give that villain some color! If you can catch him, he will definitely make him look good! My lord, of course you can doubt and interrogate me. It doesn't matter what I do, let That bloody bastard gets away, it ain't worth it."

The vicious dog sized Selo with his fox-like eyes until he bowed his head in embarrassment. "Let's go." He finally let go of the poor little waiter and winked at his subordinates to leave.

Before leaving, the vicious dog still smiled at Sero jokingly: "You dare to bite a leprosy patient, what a little wild dog. Are you really not afraid of getting sick? Oh, no, no, no, idiots won't get sick!"

Se Luo exaggerated and smirked self-deprecatingly: "Yeah, I'm an idiot! I won't get sick!"

Old Hans was grabbed by the collar by the brutal dog and dragged away.The sheriff of Luohegang Town is different from other places. He once participated in the offensive and defensive wars of Gudes City. tough guy.Only someone like him with the same tough methods and attitude can suppress the numerous gangs and refugees in Luohegang Town.

After they left, Sero quickly bolted the door.He listened for a long time with his ear on the door, and all the guests staying on the second floor of the hotel were called without exception.After a while of flying around, the vicious dog left the Old Hans Hotel cursingly with the security guards who hadn't found anything.

It was broad daylight when they left.Sero finally breathed a sigh of relief, sitting on the cold ground, his head was in a mess.

What interrupted his train of thought was his feet off the ground. The mysterious man easily grabbed his neck and lifted him up.Sero felt suffocated, his two long legs kicked helplessly, his little face was flushed.

The man had already put on his clothes, his back was lighted, his handsome face was as strict as death.He holds a cold and sharp steel and sticks it to Sero's neck.

The light was too dark last night, and Sero couldn't see clearly. Now that the cold steel was pressed against the skin of his neck, he realized that it was not a weapon at all.The blade is about three inches long and the handle is short, which means that this knife can only be used to shave nails, and it can't stab people at all.

However, if such a sharp tool was pressed against his neck and his throat was cut, Sero didn't think he could survive.What's more, this person's fighting skills and strength are far above him.

"Ha... I... won't... ha..." He blushed and struggled with all his might, his hands feebly scratching the mysterious man's strong upper arms, and kicking the door panel with his slightly pink heels, "Ha ...inform..."

Suddenly, there was a violent knocking sound outside the door, shaking Sero's back which was pressed against the door panel to go numb.The man with a hoarse voice knocked on the door and yelled: "Last night, the noise started in the middle of the night, and it started again early this morning!"

Sero grabbed the arm of the mysterious man in embarrassment, trying to use his feet to step on the door panel to stabilize his body, so as not to let the suffocation feel so strong.

"Don't move..." The man's aggressive aura was too strong.His warning voice made Selo's muscles stiffen.The vibration and knocking from behind made Sero even more shy and embarrassed, at a loss.

The voice of Old Hans apologizing to the guest and begging for mercy came from outside the door. After he motioned for the guest to go downstairs, there was a hoarse and violent coughing sound unique to the old man.When he cleared his throat, the door knocking and shouting sounded again: "Cero! Damn slacker! How long are you going to sleep? Hurry up and serve breakfast! I didn't hire you to let you sleep !"

"Quiet..." the mysterious man whispered.

Sero closed his mouth, feeling the grip on his neck loosen a little.He slumped to the ground slowly against the door panel, and the hand holding his neck finally let him go.He knelt on the ground, panting loudly with his eyes wide open, the cold steel still clinging to his neck, he didn't dare to move, and couldn't speak, except for violent panting, he didn't dare and couldn't do anything out of the ordinary.

"Sero! What are you still dawdling about!"

The hotel was almost as old as the town of Rohegang, and Sero had no doubts about its age, especially when the dust from the top of the door panel was rustling in his hair.Old Hans hammered almost crazily, causing the dilapidated wooden door to groan and groan unbearably, and the next blow could smash the door panel, and when it fell to the ground on the spot.

The mysterious man raised Sero's chin with a knife: "Answer him."

Se Luo couldn't help hissing, his eyes were fixed on Feng Ren: "Yes... yes! I... I'm fine... ha... I'll... just... come..."

Old Hans left, and the steel attached to Sero's neck was also retracted into the leather scabbard of the mysterious man.Such a small knife was inconspicuous on his belt.It was so ordinary and unobtrusive that Sero hadn't even noticed that the man was carrying such a knife when he first met him.

But he still wears it close to his body, even when he sleeps, he hangs it on his waist.

Sero sorted out his thoughts for a moment, and was even more sure of this point - at that time, this guy, his knife, did not retract the scabbard.This made Sero even more curious.

What are they outsiders doing in Luohegang town?Is buying him a cover or something else?

The mysterious man put on a mask, and his voice through the leather was gloomy and dull: "Don't even think about telling the truth."

Simple and direct declarative sentence, but the statement is a fatal warning.Sero is not stupid enough to admit that for a moment just now, he really considered the idea of ​​running to find the vicious dog while ensuring his own safety.Really only for a moment, not long at all.

"No, no...I...not..." Sero grabbed the blanket that fell on the ground to cover his body in a panic, shrank into a small ball, stared at his feet, and took a big mouthful of air, "I...if If you... want to inform... then... you won't... ha... lie to save you..."

The silver hair that shone in the morning light was gathered together, and the mysterious man combed them back and put them under the hood, not a single strand of hair leaked out.Soon, his unimaginably perfect face was shrouded in shadows again.

"Go." He tilted his head at Sero.

Sero quickly got up, picked up the clothes he had thrown on the ground, and quickly put them on one by one.While he was dressing, the mysterious man stood in the shadows where the sun could not reach, observing him quietly.If Sero hadn't known earlier, he would never have noticed that there was another person in this room.

Under the gaze of the other party, Sero was a little embarrassed, but he didn't show too much.But when he was about to open the latch, something was missing.

He put his hands on his chest.

It was flat and empty, and there was nothing there.

Sero panicked for a moment. He muttered non-stop, and rummaged frantically in the house in circles.The man sitting in the corner didn't say a word, watching him silently and calmly, like a part of the shadow.

Finally Sero found his treasure under the bed, he carefully pulled up the leather rope connected to the small pocket, lightly patted off the dust on it and blew it. "My God, my God..." he murmured, talking to himself, "don't scare me like that, baby. What am I going to do without my Lady Luck?"

Opening the pocket, Sero poured out a coin from it, spread it in the palm of his hand, and looked at it lovingly. "Still, still..." He picked up the coin and put it to his lips and kissed it several times before repacking it, hanging the rope around his neck, and putting the pocket into the apron.Patting his chest, feeling the touch in the palm of his hand, Sero sighed softly, feeling extremely relieved.

"It's really great." This is his treasure, as long as he leaves him for a while, he will feel anxious and unbearable.

As far as the coin is concerned, it is not worth anything at first glance.It's not a real coin, not even metal.It's just a rough, crude circle.Shaped from terracotta to resemble a real coin, it is engraved with a winter jasmine on one side and a sea snail on the other.It's just a child's toy, and a penny can buy a lot of it.

Anyone else would be curious if they saw something as precious as Sero.But the mysterious man didn't. Perhaps his own real life was even more unreasonable than this little secret of Cerro's.

After Sero finished dressing, he nodded to the man sitting in the corner before leaving.

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Mysterious Gong: ... Mmm.Empty with nothing. (takes the opportunity to touch the chest)

Sero: Hey!When we say "nothing" we don't mean the same thing!