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Chapter 89 The Lucky One in the Late Night

Damn, didn't the divination show that there was no danger? What's the situation now?

The man was cursing in his heart, and at the same time his thoughts were racing in his mind.

This person is definitely an extraordinary person, and his sequence is unknown. Judging from his invisible performance in the darkness just now, he is an assassin... or a sleepless person...

He raised his hands above his head, but still held on to the compass:

"It's useless anyway, why not give it to me? Just pretend you haven't seen me..."

Joyce was almost annoyed by the other party, he sneered:

"Do you think I'm a fool?"

"of course not……"

Halfway through his words, the man quickly rolled to the ground and tried to roll to the window, pretending to jump out of the window and escape the scene.

How dare you be so arrogant when a gun is pointed at you! Doesn't he know that within seven steps, a gun can be fast and accurate?

Joyce subconsciously pulled the trigger, only to find that the revolver in his hand misfired...

How can this be?

In the half second that he was surprised, the masked thief had already rolled around, squatted on the ground, and was about to rush to the window with a lunge, smashing the glass and escaping smoothly.

Seeing this scene, Joyce made a movement and gently hooked his right index finger, because he had "Reaching for the Stars" on his hand.

This magical item is of the type that can be carried around, but it cannot have other magical items on it. As for the negative effects of sealing its own abilities, just choose the most useless ability to seal it, and it will have little impact on daily battles.

The ability to "reach for the stars" takes effect.

Since Joyce knew nothing about the path of the thief in front of him, he only had one extraordinary ability to succeed in stealing: the ability to make himself lucky in a short period of time.

Monster path...he thought.

…………

On the other side, no gunshots were heard, and the rolling man felt happy. He kicked his feet hard. After calculation, the force was enough to make him break through the glass and jump out of the window.

Even though this would alert the guards outside, he had no better choice.

However, when he exerted force, the soles of his feet slipped.

With a "plop", the man fell to his knees, but immediately bounced up again, but at this time he had lost the chance to escape.

I saw Joyce holding a dagger in his hand and stabbing himself menacingly. The man hurriedly shouted:

"Onyx Peacock!"

Joyce stopped the dagger in his hand just in time, just a hair's breadth away from the thief's neck.

There was the sound of "kick, kick, kick" going upstairs outside the door. The guard who was keenly aware of the abnormality knocked on the door and asked:

"Mr. Baron, are you okay?"

Facing Joyce's stern questioning eyes, the masked man swallowed involuntarily. He knew that he had guessed correctly. The man in front of him belonged to the assassin path.

"I know the whereabouts of an onyx peacock."

He said softly, and pointed to the dagger close to his neck, indicating that he would not lie.

Joyce did not relax, staring closely at the man in front of her, keeping her wrist steady, and replied as if she had just woken up:

"It's okay, it's just that I had a nightmare. You can continue patrolling."

The guard outside the door relaxed after hearing this and agreed:

"Okay, Mr. Baron, you can call me at any time if anything happens."

With the slight sound of people going downstairs, the whole house returned to silence.

Joyce took off the mask of the man in front of him and saw an ordinary face, not handsome at all, with a square face, slightly wider eyebrows, smaller eyes, and a wry smile at the corner of his mouth.

He asked sternly: "What do you know? Tell me everything, otherwise I will let you die without any body parts."

The man secretly complained in his heart, he was just stealing something, how could he meet such a strong Beyonder? He should obviously be only Sequence Eight...

"Speak quickly!" Joyce moved the dagger in his hand.

The man raised his hands again:

"My name is Robinson, and I am the 'lucky one' of Sequence Seven. You must have guessed it, because my 'lucky' was stolen by you just now... You have a magical item from the 'Fire Thief'? You are so lucky.

!”

"Tell me the important point." Joyce said impatiently...Why can't this guy understand the situation? Is this the time for you to talk a lot?

"Okay, okay, I said..." The man explained sincerely:

"I don't know you at all, and I never wanted to hurt anyone. My purpose is just to get this compass."

It's a pity that he gave the "Eye of Social Death" to Mr. Hunter to test the loyalty of the soldiers... Joyce did not have the ability to test lies, so he had to ask:

"Then what's the use of a compass? And what's with the agate peacock?"

The man who calls himself Robinson is so slow that he holds the compass to his chest:

"Of course the compass alone is useless because it is incomplete. I have a pointer in my hand. Putting the two of them together can open a hidden treasure location."

"There is an agate peacock there, I saw it with my own eyes."

During the day, she was still thinking about where to buy "Agate Peacock Eggs", but she didn't expect to get clues at night... Could it be that her luck had gotten better? Joyce was secretly happy, and asked calmly:

"How did you know I wanted an onyx peacock?"

The man smiled confidently and said:

"I know many low-sequence extraordinary abilities. Based on your performance just now, it is easy to find that you are an Extraordinary of the Assassin Path..."

As he said that, he looked at Joyce with a strange look.

"Why should I believe you?" Joyce pretended not to see it and asked again.

The man had already thought of a countermeasure and blurted out:

"We can go to the treasure location together, so that we can prove whether I am lying... Before that, I will put all the compasses and pointers with you. In this case, even if I want to eat the treasure alone, I can't do it.

"

It sounded sincere, giving himself the right to move forward and retreat freely... Joyce was already inclined to accept it. After all, there were clues about the "Agate Peacock", and he tried to find out the other party's loopholes:

"Aren't you afraid that I will choose to leave you and go to the treasure location alone?"

The man chuckled twice, suddenly realizing his identity, and turned into a dry laugh:

"Without me, you wouldn't even be able to find the treasure."

After thinking for a moment, Joyce made a condition:

"To ensure that you keep your promise, I need you to hand over your blood and hair."

"Since you know the Assassin Path, you must know that the Beyonders of the Assassin Path have the ability to curse, right? As long as I find out that you lied to me, I can curse you to death from a distance."

"But you are only Sequence Eight..."

The man asked subconsciously, but before he finished speaking, he noticed Joyce showing a sarcastic smile:

"Where do you think I got my potion recipe?"

There is a "witch" behind him! It can't be the "witch sect", right?

The man licked his dry lips and regretted his reckless actions even more. How could he have thought that the residents living in a place like Stone Street were actually members of the "Witch Cult"!

"Can I refuse?" he asked hoarsely.
Chapter completed!
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