Steel steam and flame

Brod's body jumped on the ground because of fright. He forced himself to sit up. Under the light of the flare, at some point, without any notice, a man was lying next to him. I can’t say it’s right next to each other, but the distance is definitely within the limit for any surgeon.

Brod was stunned on the spot, his fatigue affecting his reaction ability and senses. When he remembered to draw the gun and hold the tactical knife, the man on the side just raised his hands, and what he wanted was on those hands.

"You'd better lie down and rest. I have no ill intentions. If I wanted to kill you, you would be a corpse on that street." The man next to him said, "Because of your wrong judgment, we are dozens of kilometers away from the city. I have to run back later." The man looked over and said, "One hour and seventeen minutes, my endurance is pretty decent."

Brod looked ahead blankly, the wilderness was dyed light red by the flares. He didn't listen to the man's instructions and lay down, but he didn't do anything else either. Unlike myself, the natural expression on the man's face when he looked at him just now, as well as the gentle breathing and heartbeat he noticed at this moment, all proved that the person next to him did not seem to be exhausted at all.

Rather than saying it was exhaustion, it would be better to say that running for more than an hour was just a warm-up exercise for the man. After realizing the fact, Brod "hummed" to himself a few times, as if he was mocking himself. He sat up and leaned back, pressing heavily on the soil.

"Did they hire you?" After a while, after Brod had recovered most of his breathing, he said, "I don't think that thing would allow them to do this. Your price will definitely not be cheap, probably It’s over ten million holy coins. I’m not worth the price.”

"What did you say?"

"It's easy for you to kill me. But you didn't do it, probably because you wanted to use these actions to make me realize the gap." Brod said to himself, "Okay, I realized it, very profoundly. I understand. If you don't kill me, you probably want to take another sum of money from me, as money to buy your own life. There are mercenaries and bounty hunters doing this kind of thing, especially when it involves superhuman beings. A mission in a distant location. Eight million holy coins, I can only afford so much."

"However, they are really willing to spend so many holy coins to buy my life. This is something I didn't expect. I always thought that when I came to the small country and disappeared voluntarily, I could put all the past things behind me." After he finished speaking, Gu sighed. Brod seemed to become cheerful at this moment, and also seemed to have completely severed contact with the past.

"Are you born in the Empire?"

"Huh?" Brod replied reflexively. After that, he heard that something was wrong. He immediately sat up and looked at the man beside him. He seemed to notice something from the smiling face. "What do you mean? You and the Chasnow family have nothing to do with each other." Relationship? Not a person hired by them? "

The man nodded, "How can I explain it to you? Anyway, wait a few more minutes. When the other two people come over, I think you can understand it quickly. I'm just surprised that you were born in the empire. I didn't get any information about this. . However, taking advantage of this rare time, we can talk about other things, such as the Chesno family you mentioned." After speaking, he patted the ground and motioned to Brod that it would be better to lie down.

Finally, he lay on the ground, but Brod didn't speak, as if he didn't want to talk about it.

"Is the Chaisino family famous? I don't seem to have heard of this surname when I was in the empire."

"It's not even famous. He is the absolute ruler of the shadows in a large area. He has close connections with all walks of life there, whether it's the dark world or the surface transactions, including the management departments of various cities, etc. Inseparable connection. If you know the hereditary Marquis family, you should understand the weight of it."

"Marquis, no wonder I can't remember. I originally thought that I hadn't been back for a while and misremembered the surnames of those families." The man sighed, but it was not about the title of Marquis, but that it had been more than a year. Recalling There is something suspicious about the empire's information.

Brod smiled and said, "Yes, Marquis." Full of doubts and a sense of contempt for the man, "It seems that you have not stayed in the empire for a long time. It seems that the Marquis is suppressed by the big families above." , but in the eyes of other forces and families, a hereditary marquis is like a mountain that cannot be crossed."

"I agree with you, then can you tell me why the Chaisino family hired me,... suppose to hire others to hunt you down? It shouldn't be, since it is a Marquis family, they don't even have this power?"

"No, you..." Brod felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere at this time. He sat up again and looked at the man next to him, "Sir, I think..."

"You can call me Soriato, but then you still have to call me 'boss', so just call me boss. As for 'Soriatu', just know it." Cassia looked at Bu Rhodes smiled, "It's better to lie down. The other two will arrive in a few minutes. It's a surprise. You'll understand when you see them."

Brod then lay down again, since it was much more comfortable that way. However, he remained silent and did not speak.

"You killed someone in the Zesnow family, and that person is still very important?" Cassia continued, "However, this speculation is a bit wrong. If the person who died is important, then there will definitely be protection around him. With you Judging from the current strength, there seems to be no way to deal with those protective personnel. Is it because of your own identity? The Chaisino family is worried that it cannot directly dispatch personnel from within the family, but needs to hire bounty hunters? "

"Another point, you seem to know the Chessino family very well, you can hear it in your words. I feel so." Cassia continued, "Are you from the Chessnow family?" Brod on the side had a subtle reaction. , "But since you don't want to talk about it, forget it."

"Killing a person who has the status of an heir." After a while, Brod took a long breath, "But that time had a lot of luck and accidents. Of course, it's pretty much what you guessed. I'm from the Chasnow family. Otherwise, there would be no chance to get close to the heirs. I just think it’s unfair when I think about it, but now it’s gone, it’s still due to my own reasons.”

"Mr. Broad, you should also be an heir, right? Judging from the surgical development project, your state in the first ten minutes should be the fusion of the two projects. There is no strength and family support, and there is no one in it. Identity is probably difficult to obtain. Another point is that in the Marquis family, most of them seem to retain the distinction between direct line and collateral line. The person who died should be the direct line status, and Mr. Broad, you are an insignificant collateral line. "Cassia said, "I don't know if my guess is correct. It should be correct. I still know something about this, although not a lot."

"Basically the same." Brod replied, and Cassia fired two flares again at the same time.

"So there is a reason why the Marquis is suppressed by the Twenty-Third Grand Duke's family. Even if things like yours still exist in the Grand Duke's family, as long as they are handled properly, it will be the capital for his promotion. In other words, the internal affairs of the Grand Duke's family The tolerance is unparalleled by other noble families."

"Mr. Soriato, are you from the 23rd Grand Duke's family?" Brod still sat up. He felt that talking about this kind of topic while lying down felt awkward.

The silence turned to Cassia's side, but after a while, Cassia sat up and said, "The other two are coming." As he said that, he fired out the last-minute flare, stood up at the same time, and looked forward.

For more than half a minute, in the last light of the signal flare, the two panting people finally came into sight. Two bright flashlights were turned on at this time, illuminating the ground in front of Brod.

"Boss." Xiwei and Tretke came over and then looked at Brod, whose eyes kept flicking back and forth between Cassia and them. "We haven't seen each other for a few months. Brod, how was your discussion with the boss?" Already?"

"I'm very happy," said an indifferent Broad.

After returning, the four went directly to Brod's residence, which took three hours. It was already eleven o'clock in the evening when they came back. A few people sat at the dining table in the small living room. Brod brought the wine and sat on the side.

"This is the list, please confirm it." Cassia took out the prepared paper and handed it to Brod. "As I said when I came back, you can think about it, but you only have two days. I hope you will join me. , Mr. Broad.”