Chapter: 570
A living person and a dozen dead bodies played poker for half the night in a dimly lit room. The more you think about this scene, the more terrifying it becomes, and the scalp tingles every inch of it.
Klein restrained his instinctive fear, looked at the pale twenty-eight or nine-year-old man in front of him, his brown eyes were full of malice, and his whole body showed a little madness. He pretended to be intimidated by the opponent's aura, and stepped back. One step later, Kaspers left the card room and closed the door.
The man asked in a low voice, "Are you looking for bodyguards?"
"...Yes." Klein swallowed deliberately.
The strangeness of the other party not only scared him, but also brought him a certain sense of peace of mind.
The stronger and more powerful the bodyguard, the safer he will be!
The pale man in the black vest raised his chin and said, "Why do you need a bodyguard? How much are you willing to pay for it?"
Klein didn't answer right away, but after thinking for tens of seconds, he said, "I'll tell you the specifics of the task first, and after you evaluate it, give me a price. If I can pay it, or have an equivalent item, then the transaction will be completed." If it is achieved, if the situation is the opposite, I can only give up and find someone else."
The man with malicious eyes didn't speak, but nodded slightly, motioning for Klein to tell the story.
Klein deliberately glanced at the living corpses, regarded them as normal poker players, and asked with his eyes, "Before answering, do you want to drive those guys out of the room?"
"No need." The pale man said in a deep voice.
Klein thought about it, and described it truthfully: "I offended a big shot, and there may be a big shot backed by the country."
Suddenly there was no movement in the card room, and there was complete silence. The slightly mad man with malicious eyes froze in place, as if he had turned into a plaster statue.
After nearly a minute, he said slowly: "This task is priceless."
"You go out."
ah? Klein didn't react right away, and he didn't realize that the deal hadn't been reached until the other party turned around and walked towards the card table.
You dragged a group of living corpses to play cards in the room, and you acted like a high-ranking and powerful person, but you were scared off like this? You are obviously a little crazy... Klein didn't know whether to cry or laugh and added: "That big man is not so free in Backlund."
The man in the black vest ignored him and sat down again, and the living corpses began to deal cards, check cards and throw chips.
Klein exhaled, exited the room, and saw Caspers Kanlinin, a half-century old man with a rosacea and a hideous wound, waiting outside.
"The deal was not reached." Klein spread his hands and said.
Kaspers didn't show any surprise, he pondered for a few seconds and said, "The price he asked was too high?"
"No, he thinks the task is too difficult." Klein didn't hide it.
Kaspers frowned slightly and said: "Maric is the scariest person I know, he is not even afraid of bullets, since he thinks the task is difficult, I don't think I can help you contact other powerful guys. "
"Unfortunately." Klein sighed.
Kaspers clenched his right fist, hit his left chest and said, "May the storm be with you."
Then I'll die... Klein smiled bitterly and said, "Thank you."
"You can try to help me ask the powerful guys in other places, and I will pay you a certain amount, um... I will come again tomorrow night."
After getting an affirmative answer, he left the Brave Bar with a little melancholy, not even interested in playing a game of billiards.
Am I being too honest? If the entrustment was described in a simpler way, Maric just now should have agreed... I just don't know how much he will ask for in return... Hey, it's not my style to ask others to help me face the danger while being concealed... As an Extraordinary, if he always goes against his true inner thoughts and his own principles, he might not be far from losing control... Klein half sighed and half relieved, then changed to a carriage and returned to Minsk Street.
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Klein restrained his instinctive fear, looked at the pale twenty-eight or nine-year-old man in front of him, his brown eyes were full of malice, and his whole body showed a little madness. He pretended to be intimidated by the opponent's aura, and stepped back. One step later, Kaspers left the card room and closed the door.
The man asked in a low voice, "Are you looking for bodyguards?"
"...Yes." Klein swallowed deliberately.
The strangeness of the other party not only scared him, but also brought him a certain sense of peace of mind.
The stronger and more powerful the bodyguard, the safer he will be!
The pale man in the black vest raised his chin and said, "Why do you need a bodyguard? How much are you willing to pay for it?"
Klein didn't answer right away, but after thinking for tens of seconds, he said, "I'll tell you the specifics of the task first, and after you evaluate it, give me a price. If I can pay it, or have an equivalent item, then the transaction will be completed." If it is achieved, if the situation is the opposite, I can only give up and find someone else."
The man with malicious eyes didn't speak, but nodded slightly, motioning for Klein to tell the story.
Klein deliberately glanced at the living corpses, regarded them as normal poker players, and asked with his eyes, "Before answering, do you want to drive those guys out of the room?"
"No need." The pale man said in a deep voice.
Klein thought about it, and described it truthfully: "I offended a big shot, and there may be a big shot backed by the country."
Suddenly there was no movement in the card room, and there was complete silence. The slightly mad man with malicious eyes froze in place, as if he had turned into a plaster statue.
After nearly a minute, he said slowly: "This task is priceless."
"You go out."
ah? Klein didn't react right away, and he didn't realize that the deal hadn't been reached until the other party turned around and walked towards the card table.
You dragged a group of living corpses to play cards in the room, and you acted like a high-ranking and powerful person, but you were scared off like this? You are obviously a little crazy... Klein didn't know whether to cry or laugh and added: "That big man is not so free in Backlund."
The man in the black vest ignored him and sat down again, and the living corpses began to deal cards, check cards and throw chips.
Klein exhaled, exited the room, and saw Caspers Kanlinin, a half-century old man with a rosacea and a hideous wound, waiting outside.
"The deal was not reached." Klein spread his hands and said.
Kaspers didn't show any surprise, he pondered for a few seconds and said, "The price he asked was too high?"
"No, he thinks the task is too difficult." Klein didn't hide it.
Kaspers frowned slightly and said: "Maric is the scariest person I know, he is not even afraid of bullets, since he thinks the task is difficult, I don't think I can help you contact other powerful guys. "
"Unfortunately." Klein sighed.
Kaspers clenched his right fist, hit his left chest and said, "May the storm be with you."
Then I'll die... Klein smiled bitterly and said, "Thank you."
"You can try to help me ask the powerful guys in other places, and I will pay you a certain amount, um... I will come again tomorrow night."
After getting an affirmative answer, he left the Brave Bar with a little melancholy, not even interested in playing a game of billiards.
Am I being too honest? If the entrustment was described in a simpler way, Maric just now should have agreed... I just don't know how much he will ask for in return... Hey, it's not my style to ask others to help me face the danger while being concealed... As an Extraordinary, if he always goes against his true inner thoughts and his own principles, he might not be far from losing control... Klein half sighed and half relieved, then changed to a carriage and returned to Minsk Street.
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