After waiting in the hotel room for two days, the target character finally appeared in sight for the first time.

He has a hot figure, with a pair of guns on his waist, and his scarlet curly hair danced with his enchanting and colorful walking posture, brushing across the hearts of all the men around him like thin willows, reaping his imagination unscrupulously.

In the crowd, she automatically became the focus, just like the legendary Siren Banshee.

Beautiful and charming, but extremely dangerous.

At this moment, she was carrying a box that kept dripping blood and came to the bounty cashier to throw it away casually, which was exactly the same size as her head.

The things inside are self-evident. For some people, it is bloody, but for others, it is what money should look like.

The cashier walked down from the stage, squatted down and opened the box, and compared the bloody facial features of the reward target.

Standing here requires strong psychological qualities. He has become accustomed to contacting all kinds of evil and dead people, and can deal with everything without expression.

The most important thing to pay attention to is to collect money and do things, don’t ask too much.

When the cashier settled the bill, the red-haired woman came to the bounty list and tore off several reward orders in a row.

At this time, she noticed some strange gazes coming from beside her, moving back and forth with the reward order she had just torn off.

She followed her eyes and found two young men and girls with purple hair and purple eyes looking at her.

With a slight frown, she took the initiative to walk over.

"I know you. Someone told me that there were two young purple hairs asking for my news. It should be you? What? Little kid. Did I steal the business of both of you?"

She held one hand around her soft waist, her fingers were very close to the exquisite ivory grip of the two guns, and she could shoot the gun at any time, and the warning in her eyes was full of warning.

Kahn curled his lips, but he didn't expect that he just asked someone in the tavern, and someone told him the news.

But this does not affect it.

He looked at the woman in front of him. Although she had grown into a beauty in the world with a bulge, her youthful temperament had not yet completely faded.

This should be because the timeline was early. The woman in front of her should be in her early twenties, which is somewhat different from the mature and charming Miss Doom in his memory, and her femininity is still a little worse.

"It's not worth robbing business. We are here to do business with you." Kahn answered calmly, not caring about her little moves.

"Oh~" the other party became interested and said contemptuously: "Tell me what business do you have?"

At this time, Kahn and the others had already changed into Bilgewater's tresses. He was wearing a long windbreaker, black breeches, and bright leather boots, but there was no corresponding patterned epaulette. He looked like a nobleman who had been left home with a clean house.

The girl behind him was much more attentive, with a fish-scale shirt and a corner of her clothes trousers in reflected seal leather pants, and a pair of pointed leather shoes and small high heels. The tightly zipped clothes highlighted the girl's figure but did not look exposed.

Especially those long legs, even she would be envious.

The first time she saw someone who could wear these clothes like this here, she was completely different from her style when she was wearing only a black and white pattern chest support and pleated sleeves on her upper body.

One is introverted and cool, the other is in full swing, as if there are two extremes.

Kasha felt the other party's scrutiny eyes, subconsciously narrowed her eyes, wrapped her hands in front of her chest, slightly covering up the only lack.

She really didn't understand how the other party's heavy weight grew. She felt that even if she grew to that age, she would not reach this level.

After a brief battle of eyes, both sides had some preliminary impressions.

Miss Doomsday thought that these two might be the children of a wealthy man, so she entrusted her to do some private work.

But until the other party answered, she realized that she was wrong, and it was still very wrong.

"We can get the head with the most bounty for you," Kahn said.

It turned out that these were two whimsical little devils. Miss Doom resisted the urge to shoot, leaned over and leaned over to them and lowered her voice to warn: "I don't care how capable the people behind you are, but I would like to advise you, don't pull me if you want to die."

While leaving this sentence behind, Miss Doom also threw the two of them behind.

She took away a heavy currency from the cashier, then grabbed a few reward orders and left the handlebar square, without giving the two people a chance to explain clearly.

Looking at the scarlet back that was moving away, Kahn asked Kasha: "How do you feel about her?"

"So alert." Kasha let go of her hand holding her chest and put it on Kahn's shoulder: "Did you see her torn off the bounty order?"

Kahn nodded: "Let's follow the clues to find her, and say it again when there is no one."

The two of them held each other's arms and left the bustling pickpocket square.

As night falls, the figures of the two appeared at the slaughter pier.

The rotten sea snake corpses emitted a bloody stench and were eaten up by groups of rats on the dock.

"It smells so smelly!" This was Kasha's first feeling when she came here. She could smell the stench from the slaughter pier from a distance, mixed with the wet sea breeze, which made people feel nauseous.

But the fashion could bear it until she arrived at the dock, and the smell became stronger and stronger, and she finally couldn't help but speak: "I want to cover my helmet."

After saying that, without waiting for Kahn to agree, she covered her helmet in the form of a mask.

"You'd better get used to it, we'll be here often in the future." Kahn smiled, although he was very distorted.

This odor is even worse than the odor emitted by the dissolving of all things in the void.

It was the violent and salty fishy emanating from the sea beast Leviathan after it was opened. The intestines that flowed out were thick enough to accommodate people. The internal organs were rotten and stuck to the pebbly road for several weeks and were exposed to the sun.

In addition to sea beasts, there are also bird droppings left by tens of thousands of seabirds who steal food, and the blood-stained workers at the slaughter piercing are drowning everywhere. This smell of stench is a scent that makes people with a strong smell, even if they have a strong taste, they will have to vomit their stomachs.

"Why do we have to come here?"

"The bounty order says that the slut Ripper exudes a nightmare stench when he kills people, and the slaughter dock is the smelliest place in Bilgewater."

The Slut Ripper is a notorious serial murderer recently. He specializes in tricking women on the street into unmanned alleys at night.

No one knows why he did such a crazy thing. Maybe it was because of a bitch who was heartbroken, but what he did seriously affected the business of various brothels, so someone offered a reward for his head.

"Are you so sure she won't smoke the smell here?" Kasha frowned, she couldn't imagine any clean woman who would deliberately lean here.

"It's not shabby to make money." Kahn couldn't explain, but he knew Miss Doom didn't hate this odor.

This smell means prosperity, return with a full load, and means great wealth brought by sea beasts.
Chapter completed!