The Secret Code of Monsters.

Chapter 863: Riding, Carriage and Night Exploration

Three hundred taels is not a lot for wealthy people like Roland.

But when You Lan reached the dark corner and negotiated the price with the feminine man, the other party shook his head and said that there were some other "cases" involving the donkey and the person could not be handed over to them.

Rose liked this sentence.

Why buy something from someone if you can get it for free?
then.

That night.

Two women in hunting suits, one tall and one thin, stepped on the window sill and carefully climbed onto the roof.

"Let's go, Rabid Dog."

"Miss, we..."

"Why are you not following the rules? You should call me a 'thug'."

"No..." Under the moonlight, Halida looked a little embarrassed: "...I don't remember the way to the gambling house."

Don't remember the way?

So they spent half the night preparing?
Like two spies who want to overthrow the country, you two are working out a 'plan'?
"How can you be so stupid?!" Rose stamped her feet, angrily: "You don't even remember the 20-minute journey? You're not even as smart as a pig - why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Halida lowered her head silently.

"Miss...then you..."

There was a hint of awkwardness in the air.

Rose slowly turned her face away: "I don't remember either."

puff.

The snort of laughter caused Rose to turn around and glare.

"Shouldn't you be in the room with your 'delicate and fragile Saint Lady'?"

Roland squatted on the roof and sprinkled the crushed meat in front of the wild cat that was about to call its friends.

"I'm not sick. Shandel just has a little discomfort in his nose."

"I didn't ask her if she was sick," Rose said with dissatisfaction, "She rode with you and stayed in your room all day. I don't care if she did these things. What happened between you two has nothing to do with me. But in front of Christine, I beg you to be kind and not ruin the reputation of Shelley and the Inquisition."

Rose has been very angry these past two days.

I had originally planned to ride on the same horse with Roland, but ended up being tricked by that gray-haired bitch.

Then, she planned to spend the whole night drinking with someone - but that gray-haired bitch ruined it by saying, "Miss Vansittart is drunk. Come on, Christine, get her into my room."

Forget it.

She even pretended to have a headache, aches in her buttocks, and aches all over her body before sneaking into Roland's room, as if she was so weak that she was about to be blown away by the wind...

Ok.

Then pollute the whole world.

Rose was extremely annoyed.

Why doesn't this woman follow the rules at all?

It turns out that the Elephant Gang never does this.

There is a tacit understanding between gangs.

Gangsters, wire-hooking gangs, jewelry borrowers, and shippers - especially wire-hooking gangs. They knew very well that when two gangs of thieves targeted a family at the same time, the result of the fight would be either death and blood, or both gangs would be arrested and locked in a cold cellar for half a year.

Generally, when encountering such a situation, Rose would discuss it with the leader of the opposing team and agree on the rules in advance.

And every time she met someone, they accepted her 'proposal'.

No one is a fool.

What's wrong with this woman, Shandel Kratov?

She has already taken a bite of the apple, shouldn't it be my turn?

Rose doesn't like people who don't follow the rules.

Especially those who don't follow her rules.

Roland stroked the cat without looking up. "She has reflected on it and said that what she did before was really undignified. Hasn't she been accompanying Ms. Christine recently?"

"That too..." the girl insisted.

"She also said that when we set off, we will ride together with Ms. Christine...but she wanted me to ask for your opinion, after all, you and Ms. Christine...are quite familiar with each other."

pause.

Rose opened her mouth.

That person... is definitely not that kind.

How could someone who doesn't follow the rules--

No.

Maybe it's not the rule.

Think about Shandel Kratov's background and his "identity" in the eyes of Christine and Yolanda.

Realizing that it might be the two ropes of education and decency that came into play, Rose first laughed at someone in her heart, and then stroked her hair nonchalantly.

"That's all right with me. But what should I do if she rides with Christine?"

Roland's eyes flickered: "How about we ride one?" Rose paused for a moment.

"Then...don't forget to ask Ms. Christine for her opinion."

"Of course." Roland patted his trouser legs and stood up, making a gentlemanly invitation. "Now, can we go steal something?"

Rose grinned and kicked Halida.

thump.

Heels clattered on tiles.

The flames swept across the sleeping ancient town.

The night seemed as bright as the day to him.

Roland fell into the alley as light as thin paper, and Rose and Halida were ready to follow.

at this time.

The clever and clever maid suddenly thought of something.

"Miss, didn't we buy a carriage?"

Rose squinted: "Are you trying to prove to me that your memory only stops at the morning—"

carriage…

Fake!

Carriage! Carriage!
What's the point of riding a carriage when you already have one?
Shandel Kratov!
…………

……

The 'despicable' Miss Cinderella Kratov has been blamed again.

Apparently she had said nothing of the kind to Roland.

But someone really wanted to have fun.

——What’s even more interesting is the route to the gambling house.

Roland didn't remember either.

He could only rely on the 'arrows' formed by the flames in his sight to move forward or left or right.
-
If I took them out to the wilderness and spread out a blanket and said we were going to have a picnic...

“It’s something you can do.”

"Alas, what would you do without me?"
-
Yam always says that.

"Don't compare me to humans...ah, I found something interesting recently, Roland...no, no, let me think about it."
-
You also fall in love with diced carrots, right?

The topic the wrench was about to talk about seemed to be very serious. Instead of fighting back as usual, it fell strangely silent after Roland's words.

The arrow floating in the distance is still there, but I didn't respond.

Roland wanted to ask more questions, but Rose caught up with him and kicked him in the butt first.

"You two adulterers and whores!"

The angrily thief spoke in Oriental dialect, leaving Roland confused.

"what?"

"I want to compliment you two on your match, Roland Collins!" The girl who caught up with him was still not satisfied, and she clenched her fist and hit him on the chest a few times: "Yolanda taught me to call you and..."

She didn't tell Yolanda that the word would be applied to Roland and Cinder.

"Did you know we bought a carriage?" Rose asked.

Roland blinked and asked in confusion, "It seems like we were all there when they bought the carriage?"

"No, I mean..."

Rose glared at him.

"I say, if we have a carriage, what's the point of 'riding together'? Have you discussed this in advance?!"

Roland suddenly realized what was going on and shook his head: "This won't delay anything, Rose."

He explained softly.

"Yolanda looked at the carriage frame and found that only two horses would be enough. You see, I have made all the plans. Two horses will pull the carriage..." Roland said with a long smile.

Simple addition and subtraction are not difficult for Rose.

"…one more horse."

She whispered something, muttering, "You and Halida can ride."

"Of course I can't ride with Halida."

Roland picked up a strand of hair and tucked it behind the girl's ear. After hesitating for a moment, he leaned forward and whispered to someone's red ear:
"That's for you and Yolanda."

A long silence.

"Roland Collins!!"

A woman who is both embarrassed and furious will be attacked without mercy.

"You weren't ashamed when you swallowed the sword, but you became different when you stood up straight - humans are really weird."

(End of this chapter)