Mystic Holy See

May 14, 9:00 am, Silver Peacock Club.

"Mr. Black Mamba, is it really okay for us to do this..." In a grocery room where tools were placed, Michaeli looked at Sunderland, who was undressing, with some unease.

There was a young man lying on the ground, wearing a waiter uniform, obviously a staff member of the club.

"no problem."

Sunderland calmly took off the other party's and his own clothes, and put on the waiter uniform.

Michelle turned her head embarrassedly, she was still a big girl.

"But sooner or later, it will be found out that it is fake news." Mickley couldn't calm down when he thought of hearing other people talking about 'Mayo Sen' on the way here last night.

"Once we attract the attention of a church or official organization..."

"Don't worry." Sunderland interrupted her, "Master Ferro is a follower of Feiyue and Cang Yue, and other churches will not interfere in this matter, and the Church of the Double Moon Goddess... Oh, they will not interfere either. "

"What about the official?"

"They are too late. Mayo Sen is just a gem designer, and his level of alert is not enough. The official concern is what the channel of the Fibonacci Empire is to enter the country."

Sunderland was not impatient, he knew that Mr. Mentor asked him to bring Michael out, one of the purposes was to let her absorb the experience.

He tidied up his silver-white bow tie and continued: "Because it's fake news, it's impossible for them to find out anything. Even if they want to ask 'Mayo Sen' to talk, it will be after the challenge ends today."

News came out on May 13th, and May 14th is the challenge time. This speed will catch many people by surprise.

What's more, he wasn't doing the big thing of killing people and stealing goods, he was just simply receiving a bounty.

Michelle put a little snack.

Sunderland said: "You have to remember, Michaely, that you can give all kinds of opinions and imagine any possible bad situation before the action, but once the action starts, you need to do it, not the time. Doubt it all the time."

Michelle pursed her lips and replied in a low voice, "Yes."

She was a little frustrated. Mr. Black Mamba made a lot of sense. Her behavior would not help the task, but would drag her back.

Sunderland actually wanted to say that 'immediate decisions are also very important', but considering that the timing is not right, Mikri will not be the organizer for the time being, so for the time being, he will be in the mood to be a teacher.

After changing into the waiter clothes, and then putting his clothes into the black ring, Sunderland stretched out his hands and asked, "How does it look?"

"Well," Miko nodded vigorously, "it doesn't seem to violate the peace at all."

Sunderland twitched the corners of her mouth, always feeling that this comment was weird.

The two hid the waiter who was only wearing underwear, and then Sunderland sent Michaely out of the Silver Peacock Club through the back door—they invaded last night and didn't go back all night.

Sunderland always avoided the sight of the surrounding, did not let the security personnel and the management of the clubhouse look at his face, and successfully infiltrated the clubhouse staff.

At 11:00 in the morning, there was already a hustle and bustle outside the Silver Peacock Clubhouse. Many Brando citizens came from everywhere to watch the excitement, including reporters from many newspapers.

Brando where the Silver Peacock Club is located is not high-end. The quality of the security personnel can only be said to be average. The number of people gathered is increasing, and they are under great pressure.

This pressure came to the top after Master Ferro and his assistants arrived. There were five of them, and three of them were mercenaries with knives and swords.

He won't bring a bunch of mercenaries here, the main purpose of hiring them is to prevent theft...

"Master Ferro, kill that son of a bitch!"

After being called out by Master Ferro, 'Dog Son' instantly became synonymous with 'Mayo Sen'.

The loud shouts of the citizens successfully stopped Master Ferro.

He is only about 1.7 meters tall, and his waist is hunched, but his eyebrows are raised and his eyes are sharp. At first glance, he is an old man who is not easy to mess with.

It is true that his fiery temper is as famous as his artistic achievements.

He waved his right hand vigorously, and his voice was like a bell: "Don't worry, that son of a **** will definitely lose today!"

After he finished speaking, he turned around handsomely and strode into the Silver Peacock Club amid the enthusiastic voices of the citizens.

The management of the clubhouse stepped forward respectfully.

Master Ferro asked, "Is the son of a **** here?"

"Not yet."

"Humph!" Master Ferro snorted coldly, "Take me to the lounge."

"Yes."

Sunderland confirmed the location of the lounge on the second floor. After waiting for 10 minutes, he cleaned up his appearance and went downstairs with a smile on his face.

The two mercenaries stood guard at the door one by one, their expressions dignified. When Sunderland came along the corridor, their eyes almost locked on him.

Sunderland showed a nervous and scared look just right, and walked unsteadily to the door.

"What's the matter?" one of the mercenaries asked solemnly.

Sunderland respectfully handed an envelope with both hands and said, "This is a letter from the other party to Master Ferro."

The mercenary stretched out his hand to take it and said briefly, "You step back."

"Okay, okay." Sunderland walked away immediately, and when he turned the corridor, he saw a mercenary walking into the room with an envelope.

He smiled slightly and quickly left the clubhouse through the back door.

On the other hand, after the mercenary entered the lounge, he handed the envelope to Master Ferro's assistant.

The assistant took it and said to Master Ferro sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed, "Teacher?"

"read."

The assistant responded respectfully, and immediately opened the envelope.

Just as he was about to read the content, his expression changed, and he leaned over and muttered a few words to his teacher.

Master Ferro hurriedly took the letter and browsed it at a glance:

"Dear Mr. Ferro Wiseman, hello.

I'm sorry to send the letter to you in such an impolite way. I'm very sorry for that.

"The Chant of the Wind Spirit" has been retrieved by us. In order to avoid unnecessary troubles, please go to Liri Study Room, No. 3 Anthony Street, at 10 o'clock tonight, with your assistant and with the remuneration we deserve.

Looking forward to your arrival. "

Master Ferro was both happy and annoyed, and scolded, "Grandson dog!"

He was naturally happy. He had almost lost hope without news for half a year, but he was also annoyed. Today, all of this was fake, so what Mayo Sen didn't come at all!

"Teacher, this?"

Just as the assistant was about to say something, Master Ferro interrupted him with a wave of his hand: "We'll talk about it later."

There are mercenaries by his side, so he won't spread the news.

The other party took a lot of trouble to invite him out, just to avoid risks - from him, from the Church of the Twin Moon Goddess.

Although he was annoyed, he recognized this behavior.

Also afraid of trouble, he thought that if he wanted to get the gem back smoothly, it would be best not to let the news reach the Church of the Twin Moon Goddess.

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