Chapter 139 An assassin who doesn't want to be a thief is not a good undead
"Hey, hey, hey! Brother An! What are you doing!?"
Long Aotian's loud voice rang out. He was now bound by flames. A circle of burning flames formed a halo that bound Long Aotian's neck, arms, waist and legs.
Long Aotian was forcibly tied into the shape of a stick, and no matter how he struggled, he could not break free.
I think my brother Long was wise all his life.
It has always been my brother Long who has restrained others, so how could I ever be restrained by others like this?
"Andrew! Do you want to fight? Are you drunk and crazy?"
As Long Aotian shouted, he couldn't help but be secretly shocked. After all, he was a level 28 player, but he couldn't even break free from Andrew's magic.
This Andrew, is he probably a level 50 NPC?
"Ah, it turns out to be Brother Aotian."
Andrew saw the person coming clearly, felt guilty, and apologized repeatedly: “I really didn’t mean to restrain you, I thought there was an enemy behind me.”
"What enemies or no enemies? In the Northern City, there are no enemies! We are all friends!"
Long Aotian took a look at the flames bound on his body. Although the flames did not hurt him or even burn his clothes, Long Aotian could still feel the faint tingling sensation in his bones and the intense burning sensation of the flames.
Long Aotian believed that if Andrew was willing, this fire binding would definitely cause considerable damage to him, or would he be killed instantly?
It seems that there are indeed many powerful NPCs in the continent of Esk, and players still have a long way to go to upgrade.
"Why don't you let me go!"
"I'll be right there."
Andrew's face was red and he couldn't hold his wand steadily, but that didn't stop him from casting magic.
An excellent and powerful magician who can cast spells in any state.
Andrew shook his right wrist and tapped his wand lightly: "Cancel the magic!"
The fire restraints disappeared, the light that was like daylight disappeared, and the embarrassment of the stable ghost players was hidden in the darkness again.
"Shit, luckily he didn't look back!"
Bai Xiaosheng was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat: "How could this fellow Long Aotian not be able to keep an eye on a magician!"
Author Update Short He raised his head weakly, muttering in surprise: "He really didn't find us?"
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“Andrew.”
Long Aotian stretched his arms and legs and asked, "Why did you get out?"
"I'll go get the hangover medicine. It's in my carriage."
Andrew pointed in the direction of the stable: "Also, I seem to have noticed something wrong there just now. It seems that someone has entered the stable. It might be a thief."
"What!"
Long Aotian looked at Andrew seriously: "Are you telling the truth?"
"Yes! My senses have always been sharp!"
Andrew nodded: "I'm going to check the stables. Many of my magic potions and magic scrolls are there. They can't be lost."
"No, I'm asking about the previous sentence. Go get some hangover medicine. Are you serious?"
"This...Brother Aotian, is there anything wrong with me doing this?"
“Andrew, I treat you as a brother! Why do you treat me like this?”
Long Aotian yelled in dissatisfaction: "I didn't even take the hangover medicine, and you cheated? If you don't take the hangover medicine when drinking, we can still be good brothers in the next life!"
After saying that, Long Aotian ignored Andrew's refusal and hugged Andrew: "Come on, let's continue drinking! Those who drink hangover medicine are not real men!"
"But, in the stables..."
"Someone come!"
Long Aotian yelled, and several players wearing human skin came out of the tavern holding wine glasses: "What's the matter, boss?"
"Go check the stables!"
Long Aotian pointed to the stables and said, "If you find any suspicious people, arrest them all!"
"Are you relieved ?"
Long Aotian looked at Andrew and pulled him to the tavern. "No matter what, let's drink well today. No one will dare to cause trouble in the Northern City! We have hundreds of thousands of undead armies!"
"Even if there is a thief, he will definitely not escape the detection of the undead! The undead are particularly sensitive to the breath of living things!"
Long Aotian patted his chest and said, "If you're still worried, I promise you! If anything is lost in your carriage, I will compensate you tenfold!"
“That makes sense.”
Andrew nodded, and then he thought that apart from the Lion Empire, no one would dare to provoke this group of undead.
Hundreds of thousands of undead are almost the entire military force of a small country.
As for thieves, Big Brother Aotian has already sent people to guard the stables, so nothing should be stolen.
"But……"
Andrew watched the human players walk towards the stables. He suddenly turned around and said, "Brother Aotian, I have one more thing to ask."
"explain!"
"Can we please stop drinking? I really can't drink any more."
"I! Treat! You! As! My! Brother! But! You! Don't! Drink! With! Me!!"
"Stop yelling, I'll drink! Okay?"
Andrew was in agony. This man was yelling so loudly next to his ears that they were about to explode.
But he was still so enthusiastic. Not only did he urge people to drink, he also kept picking up food for them. No matter how you look at him, he was just a man who loved making friends. There was no reason for people to get angry.
The human players ran to the stable, pretended to search around, and turned back to shout, "No one is there, everything is normal!"
They reported, and at the same time turned their backs to the stables, their restless hands gesturing frantically behind their backs: "Quick, quick, quick, search! Hurry up!"
Andrew was still a little worried, but Long Aotian had already dragged him into the tavern.
“Bang!”
The door of the tavern was closed, but Long Aotian was still worried, so he locked it with a "click".
Andrew looked at the locked door of the pub and couldn't help feeling a little desperate .
"Master Dean, I'm sorry, Andrew might get drunk to death in the Northern City today, and I might not be able to complete your mission..."
Long Aotian shouted, "Boya! Boya! Where are you? Bring me eight more barrels of barley beer!"
Andrew fell to the ground with his buttocks, his legs went weak and he couldn't stand up.
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Bai Xiaosheng ordered in a low voice: "Hurry up! Search quickly!"
Near the stable stood several Aotian Club players wearing human skin, claiming to be guarding the stable, but actually secretly keeping watch for the ghost players.
Andrew could never have imagined that the people who sneaked into the stable were not thieves, but a group of ghosts and the undead gang of Long Aotian.
"Shit! Twenty-eight magic scrolls! Here they are! They are all high-level fire magic scrolls!"
"Look what this is! Flame Cat's Eye Grass! The Magician's Guild is offering a reward of 100,000 gold coins for this precious magical material!"
"Look here, oh my god! A level 45 purple magic suit! From wizard robes to magic wands, it has everything! It's definitely high-level equipment!"
"I also have three sets of magic suits here, a level 40 purple suit! The suit effect strengthens the magic recovery effect by 50%! It is also effective against the breath of the undead! My God! This is the legendary magic artifact!"
"Take it away, take them all away!"
The author's update was short and weak. He was extremely excited and waved his hand: "Brother, pack everything up and take it away!"
“Don’t take it away!”
Bai Xiaosheng said in a low voice: "Didn't you hear Long Aotian say that if one is missing, we have to pay ten times the compensation. Shouldn't the three major clubs pay for it? With so many top-grade equipment and high-level magic scrolls, can we afford it?"
"The last time we played together, we emptied our family's wealth. Now you want to compensate us again? Do you want the three major clubs to go bankrupt?"
"But, Brother Bo... there are so many good things!"
The author's update was short and weak, and he sighed: "Brother Bo, as the saying goes, a thief never leaves empty-handed!"
"Are you a thief?" He suddenly asked, "Aren't you an assassin?"
The younger brother straightened his chest and said seriously, "If possible, I am willing to change my job and become a glorious thief! An assassin who doesn't want to be a thief is not a good undead!"
"Are you planning to change your job to a thief? You are greedy for other people's things!"
Bai Xiaosheng was furious at his lack of resistance: "Get down to business and put everything back where it belongs!"
"Brother Bo, it shouldn't be a problem if we take this thing away. If we don't admit it and don't compensate them, do they dare to fight in the Northern City?"
"No, this may affect the world-class mission."
Bai Xiaosheng pondered for a while and comforted the ghost players: "Anyway, let's take note of how many good things there are in the convoy. When the investigation is over and the envoys return, we will find a chance to ambush them!"
"I'm not afraid of thieves stealing, I'm afraid of thieves thinking about it."
The author's update is short and weak. He smiled, and the empty eye sockets on his head glowed brightly: "So exciting!"
"Search quickly!"
"okay!"
After a while, he suddenly shouted in the command channel: "Found something! There are two letters here!"
"Oh? Let me see."
Bai Xiaosheng hurried to a carriage and opened the letter.
"A letter from the Lord of Light and Abel?"
Bai Xiaosheng frowned and began to read carefully. The more he read, the more frightened he became. Finally, he couldn't help but slap his thigh bone in anger and said, "The Temple of Light is really a bad place!"
