At 11:00 a.m., the red sun was about to rise to the center of the sky.

In the southeast outskirts of Nuocheng, there is a dark and shabby seven cat hotel.

The hotel was originally famous for the seven wild cats wandering nearby. In fact, the number is no longer the standard seven. Every year, many kittens are abducted by infamous villains, but more are born.

The number has been maintained at about ten.

Near the hotel.

A black greasy cloak, Jurgen, walked with disheveled hair, in the bumpy mud, the thin horse's face was covered with bruises that had not yet dissipated, and a wound that had scabbed across the bridge of his nose was the most eye-catching.

The man carried a heavy linen bag on his shoulders, his beard was sloppy, like a savage who had just returned from a primeval forest.

The yellowish-brown cowhide boots under her feet were trapped in the mud and lifted up again.

A series of "puff..." sounds were made.

Under the white walls of the hotel, a fat orange cat kept "meowing" and screaming.

"Puff...meow..."

"Puff...meow..."

For a moment, outside the Seven Cat Hotel, it seemed that a crappy musician was holding a small concert.

Jurgen slowly turned into the narrow and dark alley with a charcoal pen and drew a dagger symbol on the moss-filled wall at the entrance of the alley.

Entering the middle section of the alley, leaning against the wall, I closed my eyes and waited for a while.

"Click, click, click..." The sound of rapid footsteps came from the other end. A man covered in a gray cloak with a hood covering his head tightly covered his head passed through the alley. He passed by Jurgen and left from the exit opposite the alley.

I wandered around the seven cats for five minutes.

The man suddenly turned back.

"Good Muskrat, bring the children with me." He whispered and quickly to the bounty hunter, unzipping his hood, revealing a fair-skinned, slightly fat and solemn face, with slender eyes, but sharp eyes like a falcon, and the fat on his cheeks also hangs down like a bulldog.

"Um..." Jurgen frowned and opened his eyes, and a hint of tension flashed through his dark pupils.

Before he could speak, the experienced fat man had already glanced at a corner of the sack on his shoulder.

What other kids are there?

All the fuck is the dried yellow straw!

The fat man's face suddenly changed, he turned around and ran away.

"despair--"

He just took a step forward.

The ghost figure fell down and jumped out from behind the high wall above the alley, blocking him and blocking his escape.

A pair of amber vertical pupils and cold faces suddenly appeared in her eyes!

"despair--"

The same sound came from behind.

Two agile men surrounded the fat man.

He lowered his head and raised his hands to surrender.

...

Outside the suburbs of Noucheng.

A dark secret room.

Jurgen and his slinger were all tied to chairs.

He widened his eyes and looked around.

Oaks, Resor, and Govin Samsa surrounded the two with sarcastic eyes.

"This guy is called Sebastian..." Gowen said, "A member of the city council runs two tailor shops in the commercial district. It is dedicated to serving well-known big shots."

The fat man looked extremely nervous.

"I won a seat of parliament by donating money." Gao Wen increased his voice, as if he was talking to the man, "I have been joining the parliament for less than two years."

"Then why did Mr. Sebastian attack Gowan? What gave you the confidence to make you dare to provoke several masters and myself?"

"Just rely on this bounty hunter helper, or your two stores?"

The fat man pursed his lips and said silently.

"Several masters, I have said everything and did as you told me. Can you spare my life?" Junshen's cheeks turned pale, and Jurgen begged bitterly.

"Shut up first!" Ox made no choice but to stick tape to his mouth with tape, his eyes turned to the fat man, as sharp as a knife, and cut him on his body with one knife.

"Mr. Congressman, since you are unwilling to tell the truth, we can only use some means...the witch hunter's seal?"

"No, that's too cheap for you! Hold on to the pain, you probably won't be able to maintain the most basic decency."

"Your carefully designed pants and clothes will be filled with shit and urine..."

"Don't! I'll say!" the fat man shouted.

"Hisser Olof, a few masters, please calm down!" Sebastian's face was stiff and flattering smile, and his eyes flashed timidly, "Since you have caught me, I know everything, tell you all!"

The witch hunter raised his chin at him.

Three pairs of eyes condensed on him.

He sighed, and for a moment, he left him in panic, as if a spotlight was hitting his face—eyes, eyes, nose, lips, all turned into sad angles, and swollen cheeks showed vivid and deep sadness.

"I had no choice but to do this. Before I came to Noor City, I lived in the northeast, Tritog, the capital of Redania. I ran a tailor shop and lived with my daughter Marian. I lived a simple and happy life. After my wife died of dying from childbirth, I regarded Marian as the pearl in my hand, and I was afraid that it would melt if I held it in my palm."

"But God has no eyes! Four years ago, my little Marian suffered from diphtheria. I tried to find good medicine but failed. She died of complications."

A teardrop was squeezed out from the corner of the fat man's red eyes, and a turbid snot was surging from his big nose. "In order to forget this sad thing, I moved to Nuocheng to start my life again. With my superb skills, my business was booming and gradually opened up the situation."

"I didn't expect it... Two months ago, by chance, when I passed by a civilian area, I saw a wandering girl..." His lips were trembling, tears flashed in his eyes, and a happy smile appeared on his face, "She looks exactly the same as my little Marian!"

"I was shocked, I was crazy! Is this the grace of Eternal Fire? Send another daughter to me and make up for my past regrets?!" He almost shouted, "I swear, I will adopt her and let this little wanderer live a happy life like a princess."

"But she was driven away by a few little villains at that time! I chased after her like crazy, shouting!"

"She runs faster and faster..." The man showed deep self-blame on his face, "Because of my damn weight, I just passed by her."

"I mobilized all my strength to find the girl, and I still hung up the commission on the bulletin board. But after a busy life, I realized it in the end..." The man glanced at the witch hunter and collector in awe,

"She joined our orphanage?" Oaks said, his amber eyes looked at the man deeply.

“That’s right…”

"What's her name?"

"I don't know, but her hair is as dazzling as the sun at noon. She is about seven or eight years old, with a thin and small girl with delicate facial features."

"Why don't you go to the orphanage openly and talk to us..." Gao Wen asked, "If you are sincerely kind to her, maybe she is willing to go with you."

Sebastian's cheeks shook, swallowed, and glanced over the three of them with a timid look.

"You...you have a bad reputation in the past...the orphanage is built in that remote place, and I thought it would be used for another purpose...how dare I make excessive demands to you."

Gao Wen laughed and shook his head. He almost forgot that he had a perverted identity.

"Isn't this a snatch from the tiger's mouth? I'm afraid you'll deal with me..." Sebastian turned to the silent bounty hunter beside him, "I can only hire a skilled hunter, and God will take away my Marian when you don't pay attention."

"It was me who was not considerate well... I was guilty... I offended you all!" He struggled on the chair, his face full of guilt, as if he couldn't wait to kowtow to the few people for apologizing!

"I'm willing to accept any punishment!"

"But please, let me meet that child!"

The room fell into a long silence.

The three listeners exchanged tacit eyes.

"Puchi..." Oaks suddenly sneered, and the originally touching atmosphere was instantly broken.

He pretended to behave and clapped, "Mr. Sebastian, I have to say that your acting skills are great."

"The movements of your eyebrows, the frequency of blinking, and the muscles on your face are all impeccable." Gowen Samsha continued, as a shapeshifter, he spent most of his life playing other people, and he had his own theory about performance.

"But that's the biggest problem..." Resault smiled and continued, "You were kidnapped by a few mutants, plus the infamous collector... Collector, I mean the past, forgive me... Sebastian, you can liven up a father who is worried about his daughter in such a critical situation."

"Overy perfection is the biggest flaw!"

"So you have studied in the theater. Is it their contracted actor?" Oaks closed his hands and pinched them with a crackling sound, showing a hideous smile at the fat prisoner.

"Swish--"

A sharp scalpel is inserted into the tabletop.

"Since you like acting, let's play with you, and you'll play a righteous man who would rather die than surrender."

"We play the cruel executioner who tortured and tortured." Ox smiled at Takawan.

"Collector, please go out first. The next scene may be a bit less harmonious."

Gao Wen was not worried when he heard this, but a hint of excitement flashed across his face. The interest and taste of this body urged him to stay and participate in this bloody torture feast.
To be continued...