Sword and Magic and Taxi

Green's eyes widened and he smiled slightly, staring at the robber opposite with a very innocent expression. He was good at this expression when he was a poker player and could easily distract the other person's attention. Sure enough, after only a short while, the young man guarding him looked away from each other and glanced around the room aimlessly.

There wasn't much to see in this room, just a basement with no ventilation windows that had been used to store miscellaneous items. Since the house was converted from a residence into a rental, all the original clutter has been cleared away, leaving only the impressions of where the cabinets were once stacked and the remaining wooden strips of some broken boxes in the corners. Green twisted his wrist, hooked and pulled with his slender fingers, and the rope that tied him began to shift, and the knot slowly came into his grasp.

There is still a smile and gaze on his face, and his ten nimble fingers are busy. After figuring out the binding method used by the other party, Green quietly untied the rope buckle, and then quickly tied it into a flexible buckle that he could control. If he encounters a dangerous situation, he only needs a flick of his wrist to break free.

Mike's things were stolen, which put him in a very embarrassing situation, especially since Mike had asked if there was a way to ship it out two days ago. The reputation and credibility that I had finally established in the town, and that I was finally able to get rid of my past identity as a gambler and start a new life, would I want to be destroyed by these stupid thieves?

It's not wrong to say that they are stupid thieves. From their conversation, Green pieced together the whole story. The group wanted to find a window to spy on a target, but ended up in the wrong room. The stupid thief—although he didn’t know what he looked like yet, but from the sound of his voice, he must be a small man—he broke the lock of Mike’s room and swaggered in.

The tools that the middle-aged man put in the right room naturally wouldn't fly to Mike's room on their own, so a few thieves rummaged around and found a bag of salt. They seemed to understand that they were in the wrong room and left in a hurry.

As for what targets they want to monitor and what goals they want to achieve, Green doesn't care. He only cares about the bag of salt. Now that we have figured out the opponent's number of people and equipment, we can now consider taking action.

There were footsteps outside the wooden door, and two more people came. Green still maintained his original expression, breathing to speed up his heartbeat and excite his body. Especially a pair of hands, this is his special skill.

With a creak, the other party walked in. In this way, there was a crossbow, two short swords, a spear, a whip and an unknown number of throwing knives in the basement.

Green, our leader has a proposal. The short man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks straightened his body and said with a majestic look: You have forgotten that you have seen all of us, shut your mouth, and then leave the town for a while. If you If you agree, you can get out.

Can you give me back what you took away? Green said: You are doing big things, so these petty profits should not be in your eyes, right?

Hmm... The short man thought for a while and thought he had come up with a good idea, so he said: If you don't say anything within a week, this matter is not non-negotiable. But if you want to take it all back, basically It’s impossible.”

Oh, great, I will say nothing and come back to you in a week.

The corners of the dwarf's mouth were slightly raised, and he was laughing at this ignorant person. Let alone a week, they won't be here in an hour.

In that case, let's make it a deal. You can leave now.

No, wait a minute, I need to keep him for a few minutes. The other thief licked his lips and looked at Green with a creepy and weird look. He unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his hairy, muscular chest. I'd like to talk a little longer with this famous gambler from the past.

Do you know who I am? Green blinked.

The thieves looked at each other and laughed. Some of us have seen your grace at the gambling table. It was really enviable at the time. If it weren't for the fact that you were once a thief, how could we give you this opportunity? The Iron Claw Guild hopes that you can join and resume operations. In old business, you don’t need to take risks, you just need to be able to watch one or two venues and ensure that no other players cheat.”

I...I'll think about it. I just hope you can keep your promise. I...have no plans for this yet.

Haha, you will change your mind. The hairy-chested thief laughed twice and impatiently pushed his companion away. Then he closed the wooden door, his eyes lingering between Green's legs. I don't know how long you can last. I'm looking forward to a surprise from you.

Well, I don't think this is a good idea. Green unzipped the rope buckle behind his back and wrapped the rope around his hand calmly. His eyes were full of panic, mixed with surprise and fear.

I like your current expression. The hairy-chested thief squatted down and touched his hands upward from Green's knees: In a few minutes, you will definitely change from straight to curved.

Green would not let those hands touch his key parts. After all, this does not conform to the mainstream aesthetic views of the majority of readers. His arms rotated from back to front like windmills, while wrapping the rope around his opponent's neck, and also tied a rope buckle to press against the throat of Mao Pecs.

The sudden change was completely beyond Mao Chest's expectations. The last breath of air in his throat could only turn into a hoarse and low Uh... He stretched out his hand to try to grab Green, but Junkrat had already prevented this move. , turned over the opponent's shoulder and hid behind him.

Put your knee into the center of your opponent's back and pull hard on the rope. In panic, Mao Chest Muscle pushed down the chair, losing the chance to use it as a weapon and the only possibility for him to save himself. The rope was pulled so tightly that the neck bones made an overwhelming rattling sound. Green did not relax at all. His dexterous hands were now like vices, and he was afraid that even the steel bars could be twisted.

He was so angry that he used force on his hands and cursed in his heart: If you know my identity, you can't leave. I won't allow anyone to ruin my current life. What's more, you, a disgusting guy, still want to do that kind of thing to me. If you succeed, how can I survive in the future?

But from his mouth came a voice that was enough to cause goosebumps, half of which was ecstasy, and the other half of which was fear: Oh... this is impossible... how could this happen... you... please stop...

The sound came faintly through the door panel. Several thieves heard this and looked at each other with knowing smiles.