Take off the eye cloth and untie the rope.[][]..[]

Xia Lan stood beside him and watched the painful scene of Hermiya and Ms. Andrelin embracing the painful scene. Time flies and years fades. She is waiting foolishly, obsessed with taking a look, just because she has regrets and refuses to let go. Some people you think can meet again, but this side is worse than not to see each other. The pain of meeting, the pain of parting, and the tears that condense on the corners of your eyes can't tell the heartbroken in your heart.

"Mr. Xialan, you must know Hartley's real name. Please tell me, okay?" Hermiya's mother sobbed and sobbed, covering her tears in her face with her hands.

"Is it meaningful?" Xia Lan asked with her head tilted.

"I just want to know that what I have been looking forward to over the years is not a false dream." Ms. Anderin cried.

Xia Lan shook her head, but he did not answer, but walked straight out of the warehouse. He was very clear about the importance of a woman's plea and Holebass' friendship. Therefore, he expressed his choice with his actions.

"Mr. Xia Lan, are you unwilling to tell us this little request?" Seeing his mother so sad, Hermiya suddenly stood up and shouted at Xia Lan's back as she walked away. "Did you forget what you said to us in Brito?"

"I haven't forgotten, but I have never given you any promises." Xia Lanzun calmly said.

"I understand! It turns out that you and that man are the same person! You united to deceive us together!" Hermiya said hysterically as if she had lost her mind.

"Do you think too much." Xia Lan shook her head and said without looking back: "This is not the place you should stay, go back to the hotel."

Stopped under the street lights in front of the abandoned warehouse. Xia Lan looked at the dark end of the street. Baifan District. The abandoned warehouse, No. 52 and No. 132, seemed to have some connection of fate. Why did Sir Holebath choose the place of the kidnapping here? Coincidence? Unexplained.

After returning to the hotel, Hermiya immediately began to pack up her salute, and she decided that Port Louis could not stay anymore. They had to leave here and leave the sadness that made her mother. She once thought Xia Lan was the one who stood on their side, but she didn't expect that he was essentially no different from that man.

"If you want to give up treating your mother's condition, I don't mind you choosing to leave."

At this time, Xia Lan's voice came from outside the door.

Hermiya stopped her hand movements, and her lost sanity gradually returned. She clenched her fists with red eyes and her clear face was full of reluctance and anger. Yes. The main purpose of their coming to Port Louis was to cure her mother's condition, and meeting the man was second. If she really chose to leave willfully, she would regret and feel guilty for the rest of her life once her mother died of illness.

Hermia turned around and looked out the door, but Xia Lan's figure had disappeared.

Sitting on the ground, Hermiya hugged her legs tightly, her head drooped on her knees, and tears slowly slid from her eyes unyieldingly. If they hadn't come to Port Louis with Xia Lan, so many things wouldn't have happened tonight. However, since then, they had no room for regret.

The midnight bell echoes slowly in Port Louis, accompanied by the hazy night and the cool sea breeze. It slowly intoxicates in the dim lights, and its thoughts flow quietly in the speechless.

"Pilar, what's going on with your neck?"

Back at the Governor's Mansion, Sir Holebas got off the car and saw the butler greeting the door. However, the bloated gauze wrapped around the other party's neck was extremely conspicuous.

When the other party was about to speak, Holebas suddenly waved his hand and said, "Let me talk when I go back."

Soon, the group arrived at the beautifully decorated bright living room, signaling the servant to retreat, only Pilar and two expressionless men were left in the huge living room.

"Pilal, you can say that something happened in the mansion?" Holebas absent-mindedly picked up the tea and took a sip.

Pilar didn't say anything, but just observed Holebas before asking carefully: "Sir, have you met that young man?"

"Hmm? How do you know?" Holebas was slightly stunned. He put down the teacup and said with a look of condensation: "Did you say you've seen him before?"

"Yes, because the wound on his neck was caused by the other party." Pilar smiled bitterly, and then he removed the bloated gauze around his neck, revealing the ferocious wound that had stopped the blood inside.

"Pilar, is it because too many leisurely days that slow your skills? I didn't expect you to lose to such a young man in shame." At this time, a man standing next to Sir Holebas said sarcastically. "I guess your whereabouts are revealed, right?"

"Neshid, don't forget who left the wound on your chest back then!" Pilar said coldly at the guy who spoke.

"If you... if you weren't Lord Jazz, I would have recovered the shame of that year!" Nesid said hatefully.

"Welcome at any time!" Pilar said disdainfully.

Holebas frowned slightly and said, "Pilar, is that young man really so powerful?"

"I guarantee my life, and my opponent's strength is definitely above any of us. If I don't make a mistake in my estimate, his strength will be about to enter the peak of my superior position." Pilar said solemnly. "If the opponent is an enemy of us, I can be sure that we will definitely die under the opponent's sword."

"How is that possible? Pilar, are you sure you haven't exaggerated?" Nesid disbelief.

"If you want to die, I'm glad to advise you to try his strength." Pilar sneered.

"But he is so young..." Holebas couldn't help but wonder when he thought of the other person's appearance.

"He is a genius, a genius beyond our imagination." Pilar said with a solemn expression. "If you can win over such a strong man's loyalty, I can guarantee that in the future, you may even become the president of the Esdaq Trade City Council with his power."

Suddenly, Holebas was silent for a long time.

"We will meet again, let's stop here today. I'm tired and need a rest."

Holebas stood up, waved his hands with exhausted expression.

"Just--"

Listening to Pilar's slightly anxious voice, Holebas frowned and said, "What's wrong? Is there anything else?"

"That's right, look...my injury today..." Pilar pointed to the scars on his neck and smiled awkwardly.

"Go to the treasury to report it yourself."

Holebas, who was familiar with Pilar, shook his head in displeasure, then turned around and left.

"Slaves!"

As Holebas left, Nesid glanced at Pilar and said in disdain.

"whispering sound--"

In this regard, Pilar ignored Neshid without caring about this. In his eyes, people like Neshid who only know how to practice but not understand the interests of life are simply a waste of their lives in this world!

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The idea was not very good these two days. It was quite smooth at the beginning, but gradually it suddenly seemed like a power outage, and I was at a loss. (To be continued, please search for Piaotianwen, the novel is better, updated and faster!
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