League of Legends God-level Summoner

"Bang." Throwing the female body with only the upper body remaining into the darkness of the tea room, the man clapped his hands and took out a small iron box from his pocket. After opening the box, you could see the odor inside. A light and fragrant tobacco.

He took out a piece of rough paper from the drawer next to him, shook the tobacco and rolled it into it, lit it with a match, and then handed the tobacco box to Lu Chuan.

Lu Chuan didn't speak, just shook his head and sat down beside him.

The guy still seemed to regard Lu Chuan as his working partner and started to complain.

"Hey, when do you think this day will end? I work in such a dark place every day, and deal with corpses every day. Although the pay is much higher than other places, I always feel that life is very difficult, especially I see those women who are tortured to death every day... Sigh." His complaints floated into the air together with the green smoke from the cigarette.

Compared with his complaints, Lu Chuan has always been taciturn. The more he talks, the greater the possibility of being noticed, so it is best to keep his speech as concise as possible.

"What's wrong with you today? You usually talk so much."

"I have a cold, cough..." Lu Chuan pretended to cough twice, and the buddy stopped pursuing him and started talking to himself again.

"You should know about the girl I dragged in just now, right? I told you some time ago that she is a very petite and cute girl. She used to be the girl in the inner room. Later, because of some problems at home, she had no choice but to come to the third room. Lou, it's easy to make money here, but... once the money is made, people die." The man took a puff of the cigarette thoughtfully, and then shook the ashes that had been burned to ashes.

Lu Chuan remained silent.

In fact, he could have stopped what happened just now.

But he held back.

Because the other party is just a person who is not familiar with him, and his current identity cannot be exposed. If there is any commotion here, I am afraid that his identity as a 'stowaway' will be announced soon.

He didn't know what kind of strange masters Noxus was hiding, but when he could stand still, it was best to keep a low profile.

At this moment, footsteps came from the stairs.

The buddy was refreshed and patted Lu Chuan on the shoulder, "Business is here, receive the guests well, and remember to take out the woman in room XII I told you about later, throw her into a dark room, and call it a day." Take it to be cremated.”

After giving Lu Chuan instructions, he hurriedly stood up and stood at the door waiting with a respectful attitude.

Lu Chuan leaned against the wall and squinted outside from the corner of his eyes, his pupils shrinking slightly.

Morrison!

The guy Lu Chuan was looking for finally arrived belatedly, and he was just a person.

"Sir, what room number have you reserved?"

"No. III." Morrison spoke slowly, his voice sounding very serious. It's just that the oily face makes his face look a little funny, especially when he has a straight face.

"Okay sir, please follow me." The man nodded and bowed in front, opened the golden door with the key, and led Morrison in.

But Lu Chuan's eyebrows twitched slightly at this time.

A murderous aura!

An invisible and biting murderous aura was revealed inadvertently, but it was quickly restrained.

But he was still captured by Lu Chuan.

Whose is this killing energy?

Obviously not Morrison, Lu Chuan directly excluded him, and the buddy who had been staying in the tea room with him just now was only at the brass level, and it was impossible to release that level of murderous intent.

And it is absolutely impossible for a guy who was deeply emotional about the life and death of others just a moment ago to become a murderous killer.

But apart from these two people, no third party broke into his sight.

However, Lu Chuan's consciousness told him that Morrison was in danger, and someone was obviously following him behind his back.

Lu Chuan's goal is to get close to Morrison, and at the same time use the power of the peace faction in his hands to persuade Noxus to give up the idea of ​​​​taking action on Demacia.

So once something goes wrong with Morrison, it will become very difficult for him.

Pulling the brim of his hat down to cover his eyes, Lu Chuan followed closely and slipped in before the golden door closed.

"Let me do the next thing." Lu Chuan walked quickly to the buddy, whispered to him in a low voice, and then gently pushed him aside without letting him agree or not.

The guy stared at Lu Chuan in surprise, as if he was still wondering why he had become so dominant today, but it was not easy to show this in front of guests, so the guy nodded slightly, and then handed over the key in his hand. Passed it to Lu Chuan.

"Sir, please come this way." Lu Chuan lowered his voice and walked in front to lead the way for Morrison.

Morrison seemed a little distracted, so he didn't notice that the waiter who was leading the way had changed midway.

When the two of them arrived at the door of Room III, Lu Chuan stood still, took out the key, opened the door, and made an inviting gesture to Mo Linsen.

Morrison walked in, and Lu Chuan followed suit.

Then gently close the door.

"Click." With the sound of the door closing, Morrison suddenly remembered something. He turned his head and stared at Lu Chuan with a somewhat panicked look on his face, "You...what did you come in for? This is you." Is there a place I can come in?”

Lu Chuan slowly took off the hat of his robe, revealing a strange face that Morrison had never seen before.

The two of them had never met before.

Morrison took a step back subconsciously, "You...what do you want to do?"

"Sir, I don't mean any harm, I just want to talk to you." Lu Chuan made a gesture, trying to calm Morrison down first.

In fact, he didn't want to use this method of forced entry. If possible, Lu Chuan planned to approach Morrison in a smoother way, but the current situation was a little special.

"Let's talk? What to talk about?" Morrison's vigilance became highly concentrated, and at the same time, his hand slowly reached into his pocket.

In that pocket, there might be something that can save his life.

"Calm down, calm down first, sir, actually, I don't want to approach you in this way, but the current situation is a bit..." Lu Chuan flipped his wrist and held a blood-drinking sword in his hand.

Just when Morrison was about to take out the contents of his pocket, Lu Chuan suddenly turned around and slashed at the door with his sword.

The door was not smashed by the sword, but there was a sound of swords clashing.

"Ugh!"

Then, a figure slowly emerged.

"Oh? You have a very keen sense of smell, but it's just adding another corpse to the gutter."