I lived two hundred years

Chapter 450 Money

"If you can't find a way, find a way. This is not a reason for you to shirk your responsibility." Paladin lifted the steel rock and threw it to the ground.

Gang Yan didn't dare to resist, he lowered his head and said nothing.

Looking at Gang Yan's appearance, Paladin was so angry that he almost vented all the resentment he had just received on him.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps.

Paladin turned his head to look, but the ghost spur came back.

"My lord, I have captured all the relatives of those merchants."

Seeing Paladin looking over, Ghost Thorn immediately said excitedly.

Paladin's complexion didn't improve at all.

The president has already issued an order, and Elder Liuhuo has compromised, so what's the use of arresting the businessmen's relatives?

"Let them all go."

"what?"

Ghost Thorn couldn't believe what he heard.

He worked so hard to arrest him for a long time, but Paladin actually changed his order and asked him to release him?
"I said, let them go."

Paladin didn't care about the ghost's emotions, turned up the volume, and roared loudly.

"Yes."

Ghost Cricket was stunned for a moment, not daring to continue talking nonsense, he responded and retreated.

"Wait, don't be busy with that first."

Paladin suddenly thought of something, and called Ghost Thorn back again.

Ghost Thorn looked surprised, not understanding what happened to Paladin today.

Bu Er Dao touched his handle and thought of other things.

"Ghost Thorn, you and Gang Yan go to find that Modu. Doesn't he want to find someone from the Assassin's Guild? You go and help him. Be sure to invite the gold medal killer to kill that Stryker."

Paladin's eyes turned, and he came up with a plan to get rid of the fire.

He didn't know why Stryker had the president on his side, but as long as he was dead, it would be over.

Who will come out of nowhere?
At least, in Yellow Crystal City, no.

Paladin thought for a while, and added: "Don't go to the mission hall, find a gold-medal killer who takes private jobs. You can help Modu, but you can't expose yourself. Don't let anyone know our connection with him."

"Mo Du probably doesn't have enough money to hire a gold medal killer." Gang Yan couldn't help reminding.

"Of course I paid for this money."

Paladin felt a little heartbroken, but there was no other way.

If Stryker can't be solved, he won't be able to get out of the current predicament, and he will only become more and more marginalized in the future, and even be pushed out of Huangjing City.

At that time, he would have no chance to worry about money.

At that time, his money had already been embezzled by the wolves who watched him.

Feeling Paladin's determination, Ghost Thorn and Gang Yan felt uneasy.

Bu Er Dao is firm in his mind to leave.

Although Bu Er Dao is Paladin's subordinate, his essence is more like a high-level mercenary.

Come and go much more freely.

Of course, whether Paladin is willing to let people go is another matter.

Paladin didn't notice Fuji's psychological changes.

He has already put all his eggs in one basket, and his whole body is in a state of madness of gambling. He only has the predicament in his mind and nothing else.

Mo Du touched his pocket, counted the coins inside, feeling anxious and helpless.

It has been almost ten days since he came to Huangjing City, and he still hasn't found a suitable killer.

He tried to get the help of the Assassin's Guild to find it, but there was no news of it.

He was not surprised by this.

The silver coins he bribed to the waiter might not be enough to put between his teeth.

But he couldn't come up with any more money.

If the waiter was given more money, he might actively help, but Modu had no money to hire a killer.

In fact, the money he has now is not enough to hire any official assassin named by the Assassin's Guild.

If he had enough money, he would have released the mission directly in the mission hall long ago, so why wait bitterly outside the Assassin's Guild.

His target is those new killers, the fee is low, and he won't be too fussy.

Such a killer is hard to find.

"I can't wait any longer. Stay here. I'm afraid I don't even have the money to stay in the hotel, so why would I hire a killer?"

Modu made up his mind to give one-third of the money to the waiter of the Assassin's Guild, asking him to find a cheap assassin for himself as soon as possible.

"The hateful Assassin's Guild won't let me get credit. I've already poisoned Stryker, and I just need to kill Stryker's cousin. I'm the only heir to the White Eagle family. By then, I'll have money , how could you not pay back the arrears?"

Mo Du complained, pacing back and forth in an alley outside the Assassin's Guild.

"If it wasn't for that bloody cousin Stryker hiding in the castle all day, why would I be like this?"

Modu gritted his teeth, looked at the Assassin's Guild, wanted to go there, but couldn't move forward.

After all, he felt sorry for his one-third of the money, and his determination began to waver.

"Idiot, you don't know yet. Stryker is fine, and he chased you to Huangjing City. If you continue to hesitate here, you will only be caught by him and suffer all kinds of torture from the nobles."

Two cloaked men came out from the corner of the alley.

The person walking in front was thin and his tone was full of sarcasm, which instantly ignited Mo Du's anger.

"Who are you? How do you know this?"

"It doesn't matter who we are. You just need to know that we have a grudge against Stryker."

"Impossible. Stryker has been poisoned to death by me. You must be lying."

"To death by poison? Do you think those ordinary poisons can kill a Holy Emblem? Don't be naive. Modu, you never know how terrible Stryker is. Under his kind smile is a terrifying monster that you can't imagine."

"I do not believe."

"How long will you continue to deceive yourself. Haven't you heard about the owner of the Reunion Inn? Stryker's name has already been heard in your ears, you just don't realize that they are the same person."

"No...it's not like that..."

Modu shook his head frantically, trying to deny everything in front of him.

"There is no time to talk nonsense with you. Stryker will find you soon. Your only chance now is to hire a powerful killer and kill him before he finds you. Otherwise, you will live forever In his nightmare."

"That's right. I'm here to invite the killer. Since Stryker didn't die, let him die again."

Modu thought of the scene of Stryker being wiped by the killer and fell to the ground, showing a morbid smile.

The cloaked man snorted coldly and threw a heavy object on Modu.

Mo Du just woke up.

However, he was instantly attracted by the heavy object that hit him.

It was a heavy bag that fell to the ground with a crisp and pleasant sound.

Modu was very sensitive to this sound, and immediately heard that it was the sound of gold coins colliding with each other.

Not silver coins, let alone copper coins, but gold coins.

Looking at the bulging bag, Mo Du's heart fluttered.

There are at least a hundred gold coins in this bag.

(End of this chapter)