They all call me master

Chapter 643: Provocation!

Boom, boom!

Hidden in Tolan's rhythmic knocking on the door was the unique code of the 'Inland River Cult'.

The contact person in the room immediately opened his mouth and said——

"who?

If you are looking for 'Ms. Gwen', please come back at night.

She needs to go to work for 'Mr. Hux' during the day. "

This is the second code.

Ms. Gwen is a real person. She is also the owner of this house. She is also a conservative and respectful 'kind woman'. She is not only literate and able to count, but also can prepare some herbs. She works as a 'Hucks' on weekdays. Mr.'s family consultant will help Mr. Hux's wife manage their three children, similar to the roles of a nanny and a tutor.

Therefore, there is nothing wrong with this passage.

What really matters is the answer.

“Okay, I understand Ms. Gwen needs to work for Mr. Hux.

But I still want to meet you. "

Tolan replied.

The door opened.

The door was opened by Ms. Gwen's husband, Mr. Gwen.

A man who claims to be a historian is actually the secret son of the Neihe Cult.

"Hello, Mr. Tolan."

Mr. Gwen greeted gently.

Mr. Gwen, wearing trousers, a shirt, and glasses, has red curly hair, a clean face, but his palms are rough and there is some ink on his fingertips.

This makes Tolan always feel awkward when shaking hands.

He always felt a little dirty.

Dirtier than the clothes he was wearing.

Before coming here for the sake of cleanliness, the priest of the 'Inland River God Cult' could bear it, but after he was safe, the priest could no longer bear it.

"Can I borrow the bathroom?"

Tolan asked impatiently.

"certainly."

Mr. Gwen smiled, nodded, and pointed to the side of the room.

Tolan rushed in immediately.

Mr. Gwen's eyes were once again attracted by a piece of information that had just been translated——

"The God of the Inland River".

God has a form, like a snake, extremely long and thick.

The breath of God is extremely poisonous.

God's order...

"What's behind?"

Mr. Gwen rubbed his hair in distress.

The "Inner River God" in front of him was purchased from a used bookseller six years ago. When he purchased it, the book was no longer complete.

But the early common text of the empire still attracted him.

For this reason, he spent two months of his family's living expenses to buy it.

Then, it took me half a year to carry water for my wife's feet before I could translate safely.

In fact, the reason why Mr. Gwen joined the "Neihe God Cult", in addition to subsidizing his family's income, was because there were more books in the "Neihe God Cult" to help him translate "The Neihe God Chronicles".

"The following is: Snakes obey."

A calm and convincing voice came from behind.

“The snakes obey?!

This is so!

Is this the missing part? "

Gwen muttered following the voice almost subconsciously.

When the words came out of his mouth, he reacted suddenly.

Mr. Gwen, who claimed to be a historian, immediately turned around and looked behind him.

A man with an ordinary face but pale hair stood there, looking at him with a smile.

"Who are you?!"

Mr. Gwen asked.

Then, he picked up the cane placed next to the table.

Holding it tightly in his hand, it acted as a long sword, and the whole person was in a fighting and defensive posture.

It is obvious that this historian is not helpless.

"Hello Mr. Gwen, I mean no harm.

I'm here to clear up the misunderstanding.

Mr. Tolan, please put down the gun in your hand. "

Grindelwald said and looked in the direction of the bathroom - when Gwen asked, the sound of washing in the bathroom disappeared.

Then, with the help of the dog's vision, Arthur could clearly see that the priest of the Neihe Cult, who seemed to be a bit german, was taking out a small fire with a special shape, about the size of a palm, with a copper color as a whole. Gun, opened the bathroom door a small crack, and was about to raise the gun.

Although the character is special, in order to maintain his proper personality as a vest, Arthur does not want to get shot.

Therefore, when he opened his mouth, he gave Kulic an order to bite off Tolan's hand if he tried to shoot.

Cruel?

No no no.

The cruel one is Grindelwald.

It has nothing to do with him, Arthur Kratos.

Looking at Grindelwald standing there smiling at him through the crack of the door, Tolan hesitated.

Grindelwald's polite gesture and sincere tone gave Tolan the illusion that he would be convinced. In fact, Tolan always felt a sense of intimacy when seeing the man in front of him.

Is it because of that pale skin?

Or is it because of the pale hair color?

Or is it the cynicism and unruliness in those eyes?

Tolan didn't know.

Tolan, however, gave him considerable credit.

Although he did not put down his gun, the priest of the 'Inland River Cult' still walked out of the bathroom.

"Sorry to bother you.

If it wasn't an emergency, I wouldn't have barged in so rashly. "

Grindelwald said sincerely, and at the same time, he bowed slightly.

This made Tolan feel better.

Mr. Gwen on the side looked at Grindelwald curiously.

Or……

Mr. Gwen, a self-proclaimed historian, wanted to ask Grindelwald for more knowledge about the writings of the early empire.

However, it was obviously inappropriate in front of me.

Therefore, Mr. Gwen left the conversation to Tolan.

"May I ask you are?"

Tolan asked tentatively.

"I am the son of misfortune who was born in secret, the person favored by the god of death, the contemporary 'black cat', the 'lord of the cat sect', the champion of the South Los Swordsmanship Competition, the master of the Caesar Manor, the winter prayer, the winter guardian, Rin The destroyer of winter monsters, the leader of the [Black Cats] under Lord 'Psychic' Arthur Kratos: Grindelwald."

Grindelwald introduced himself, even though Tolan had already raised his gun during the process, the leader of the [Black Cats] still had no tremor in his voice. After completely introducing Arthur and saying his name, The leader of the [Black Cats] stared at Tolan with piercing eyes and said word by word——

“We all fall into other people’s traps!”

"Um?"

Tolan did not put down the specially made firecracker in his hand, and looked back at Grindelwald without hesitation.

"To put it simply, everything on the dock has nothing to do with my family.

Someone is plotting something evil and putting the blame on my family. "

Grindelwald continued.

"Is that what you said?

Where is the evidence? "

Tolan still held the firecracker in his hand, but his expression was a little loose.

Because Tolan himself found it strange that everything was planned, but mistakes were made several times, as if someone had insight into their plan.

Grindelwald, who had been paying attention to Tolan's expression, smiled and then lowered his voice and said——

"'Church of Pain'!"