Glover frowned upon hearing this.

At this moment.

"What about you, Little Knife?"

A voice that had never appeared before came from the darkness of the warehouse:

"Who gave you support and came up with the idea in the first place?"

This is……

Hearing this voice, Glover was stunned for a moment, feeling familiar inexplicably.

Following this voice, a figure gradually approached from the darkness and slowly came to Catherine.

Neither Nekra nor Fogg spoke, they just stood there silently.

"You, who are you?"

Katherine looked at the approaching figure and frowned:

"Why, why are you covering your face?"

Masked?

The figure gradually became clearer:

The visitor was wrapped in airtight black cloth from head to toe, and even his eyes were protected by a pair of black goggles.

The next second, Glover's pupils shrank!

It's him.

he!

"Who is that? Is he from our gang?" Tsimikas asked doubtfully.

Glover ignored him, but subconsciously turned to Rolf in the corner, looking anxious.

Rolf also frowned fiercely and nodded to him.

That's right.

he.

It's that... black-clad killer with supernatural powers.

The one who broke into and killed the wool merchant...

Then the Star Lake Guards came and beat them to a pulp!

"Damn it, no wonder I was distracted for a while, I thought..."

Glover sighed and knocked his head hard,

Oops.

If he discovers...

Don't think about it, don't think about it, don't think about it...

Wait, the killer in black... what is he doing here?

Thinking of this, Glover pulled Tsimikas in front of him and lowered his body further to avoid attracting attention.

The killer in black passed by each gang member, and everyone was in a trance as he passed by.

Finally, he came to Catherine and looked down at her, unable to struggle.

"The reason I'm masked is because I'm ugly - revenge means I'm always ugly and hideous."

revenge……

Katherine's eyes barely focused.

etc.

"Your voice sounds familiar...Who are you? What grudge do we have?" She forced herself to sit up.

The black-clothed killer sneered.

"Guess, little knife," he whispered to the seriously injured woman at his feet, "who am I?"

Small knife, small knife...

Katherine's breathing quickened.

"You, why did you call me that?" There was inexplicable panic in her tone.

"Have you forgotten? I have called you this for many years," the black-clothed killer said in a calm tone, as if he was chatting at home, "If you didn't like it, why didn't you say it from the beginning?"

He lowered his head and spoke in a friendly tone:

"Pocket knife?"

I have called you this for many years...

Katherine struggled painfully to get up, but eventually fell down again.

"Take off the mask! Who the hell are you?" She began to panic, subconsciously looking at Red Viper and the Wanderer.

But Nekra and Fogg just turned away and remained silent.

There was silence in the warehouse.

Until the man in black spoke again:

"I remember that we specifically picked that day to do it because it rained heavily that day and we could better hide our whereabouts."

It's raining heavily...

Katherine was stunned.

"Cinza, Roda, Maurice, and even other masters in the royal capital at that time... As usual, we are fully prepared for every enemy who may obstruct us." The man in black said softly.

Kathleen's eyes slowly opened wide.

The words of the man in black continued: "As for the location of the attack, we first chose the underground street, but later the intelligence changed and changed it to an abandoned house - the intelligence said that the more irrelevant people present, the more they can interfere with the Black Sword's action pattern...

…”

Black sword?

Katherine looked at the man in black in disbelief:

"impossible……"

The man in black chuckled, seeming to sigh and feel sad:

"I remember that everyone was there at that time, working step by step, dividing the work and cooperating, including you, Xiao Daozi."

Katherine turned over suddenly, screaming in severe pain.

But she seemed to be trying her best to stay away from the man in black in front of her:

"You, you, who are you?"

"who!!!"

Phantom Blade screamed, his tone full of fear.

No one answered her.

Nekra tilted his head, as if he didn't want to look at the man in black, while Fogg frowned, hiding everything in his eyes.

Damn it.

Glover thought quickly: It seems that this black-clad killer is related to the Blood Bottle Gang, but... what is the relationship? What kind of hatred does he have with Kathleen?

The man in black chuckled, raised his head, and looked at the dark and dim warehouse.

"A century ago, Red King John was tyrannical and ruthless, resorted to militarism, banned alcohol and levied food, causing the entire Star Kingdom to be in dire straits, and the people were in dire straits."

He suddenly started telling a story, his tone was ethereal.

Katherine was stunned.

"In poverty and desperation, a retired soldier risked his head by smuggling grain and alcohol from the desert to support his family."

"The world is difficult, people's livelihood is difficult, people need wine, need to be drunk, need to dream, need to be numb and self-deception, so Dabing's business is getting bigger and bigger, the trade routes are getting wider and wider, and the number of people in the team is getting more and more..."

The next second, the man in black suddenly changed his tone:

"Until one day, he was finally caught by the king's pickets."

Katherine trembled uncontrollably as she listened to this story.

"The pickets carried his smuggled wine and asked him if he knew what was in the bottle. They also asked him if he knew that the prohibition on alcohol was issued by the king himself..."

"And the soldier, he pulled out his sword for the last time and laughed loudly..."

There is an indescribable coldness hidden in the words of the man in black:

"There is no wine in the bottle, only the blood of the people."
To be continued...