The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

"ah!"

Rafiq's heart-piercing exclamation came from the corner of the carriage. In fact, he was immersed in admiration for Thomas last second, so he didn't react at all when he heard the gunshot.

Until he saw Thomas' body was blown away by the impact of the gun, the blood on his lower body soaked his pants, and he screamed, as if he might die at any moment.

Rafiq didn't really realize what was going on.

A shot was fired, and the man shot Thomas directly!

Dying, Thomas is dying, what next?

He will definitely kill me!

Tremendous fear dominated Rafik, and he screamed out of nowhere.

But in the next second, the muzzle of the black hole appeared in front of him, and he heard a voice without ups and downs, "Be quiet..."

"Or I can help you."

Well!

He raised his hand and pressed his mouth firmly, not letting himself make a sound. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and his eyes were wide open.

Boom boom boom.

Sigmund tapped lightly on the table, "Mr. Thomas, what do you think about my proposal just now, the transfer fee of one gold pound should be reasonable?"

"Madman, you are a lunatic!" Thomas said tremblingly. At this moment, he felt extremely regretful. If he could choose again, he hoped that he would never see this person.

"Help me, I don't want to die." He covered the wound on his lower body, recalling all kinds of information related to first aid treatment.

"I'm talking about a deal with you, your injuries are not important." Sigmund stood up, "Is it too weak to see clearly, I'll bring you closer."

He walked around the table to Thomas, unfolded the contract in his hand, and showed him page by page.

"Crazy, I'm going to die!" The pain and fear made Thomas' tears flow down uncontrollably. He felt that his body was getting weaker and weaker, and his brain was becoming dizzy.

"help me!"

"Think carefully about what I just said about the transfer of that manor..."

"I agree, I agree! Please save me now!" Thomas exhausted his last bit of strength.

"Think clearly." Sigmund said solemnly, "We are all decent people, and there is no such thing as forced buying and selling. You sold that manor to me voluntarily, right?"

"Yes, I voluntarily!" Thomas nodded desperately.

"That's good!" Sigmund smiled, "Come on, sign it."

But at this moment, Thomas didn't even have the strength to raise his hand. Sigmund looked at him quietly, with a strange smile suddenly appearing on his face.

"What, did you go back on your word? Why didn't you sign?"

"No, I didn't." Thomas shook his head hurriedly.

"Then sign it."

"I...I..." Tilting his head to one side, Thomas felt that he was taking in less and less air, but exhaling more and more.

Just when he thought he was about to die like this, a foul-smelling viscous liquid was suddenly poured into his mouth, and then there was a sharp pain from the wound on his lower body.

ah!

He couldn't help screaming and struggling desperately.

But after a few breaths, Thomas found that his spirit was getting better and better, and there was a huge itching from the wound on his lower body, as if the torn skin and muscles were growing rapidly.

This made him couldn't help stretching out his hand and scratching a few times.

"what happened?"

"I'm not dead!" Thomas cried with joy.

"Congratulations on saving your life." Hearing Sigmund's voice, Thomas' shoulders shook, and his body shrank back subconsciously.

madman.

This is his only evaluation of Sigmund now.

"Sign it, Mr. Thomas." Sigmund knocked on the table.

"No problem, I'll sign it now!" Thomas nodded frantically.

"Be careful, don't rub the blood on your hands on the paper."

"Okay, okay." At this time, Thomas had a submissive face, and he no longer had the pride and arrogance just now.

"Happy cooperation!" Nodding in satisfaction, Sigmund folded the contract and put it away. After finishing all this, he picked up the blue rose on the table again.

"Trouble." He couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Mr. Henrik, you can tell me if you have any troubles, and I will try my best to help you if I can." Thomas looked cautious.

"You can really help with this matter." Sigmund nodded earnestly, "I think you will take revenge on me after what happened today. Do you think I should kill you directly, so as not to Will you come to trouble me in the future?"

Deserved.

His teeth chattered, and Thomas' body trembled. He knew that the man in front of him was not joking, but was really planning to kill him.

"No, don't worry, Mr. Henrik, I promise you, I promise I will stay away from you in the future, please don't kill me, please don't kill me!"

Sigmund, who was sitting across from him, frowned, and his face was tangled. He was really thinking about this issue seriously, if this kind of thing happened at sea.

When they met for the first time, Sigmund would shoot and smash Thomas's head, but here is Abetus, and the influence of the Skalid family among the nobles is very important.

It's not that it can't be killed, but the contradiction is too small, and it's hard to explain to the Duke if he really kills this guy.

"There is a way!" He suddenly clapped his hands.

"I'll let you go back." Sigmund said to Thomas, "Because of resentment, you will definitely take revenge on me. When the conflicts are almost accumulated, I will kill you directly at that time, that's it!"

"At that time, no one will trouble me because of your death." After speaking, he patted Thomas on the shoulder with a smile.

"Go back and get ready, I'll be waiting for you."

The last sentence made Thomas piss in fright.

Is this the brain circuit of a normal person? I have been dealing with a lunatic all night, but this lunatic is also the new CEO of the Bureau of Investigation.

"What are you talking about, Mr. Henrik?" A sincere smile appeared on his face, "Although we had a little conflict tonight, we got along very happily afterwards, haha, nothing happened, How can there be any revenge?"

"As the youngest CEO, I am full of curiosity and respect for you, yes! That's it!" Thomas convinced himself frantically.

He was afraid, and he knew that the next time there was a conflict, he would definitely die.

"Remember what you said." Sigmund sighed, stood up, and gave Thomas one last look.

"I gave you a chance, and I look forward to our next meeting."

Looking forward to a ghost!

Thomas decided that after going back, he would leave Abetus as soon as possible, and he would never step in any place where this lunatic appeared in the future.

When he came back to his senses, the man sitting opposite had disappeared, leaving only him and Rafik huddled in the corner in the carriage.

"What about tonight..."

Halfway through the conversation, Thomas realized that Rafik had passed out at some point. As for whether the fainting was real or fake, it didn't really matter.

"You're finally smart." He muttered softly.

Then, as if thinking of something, Thomas suddenly lowered his head and checked the injury on his lower body.

After a long time, Thomas screamed hoarsely in the carriage.

Because Sigmund's previous shot hit him between his legs.