The second master was picking through a drawer, and took a picture of a five-star hunter's equipment list in front of Qianye. Hearing the news that he wanted to buy it, Er Ye's reading glasses fell from the bridge of his nose, looked over the frame, and asked, "Which one is it?"
"Heiliu City, Seventh Division."
Second Master's eyes sharpened, and he immediately pushed the reading glasses back to their original position, and said slowly, "You want something very dangerous."
Qianye browsed through nearly a hundred items on the equipment list. He had just changed equipment recently, and these good items by hunter standards were basically useless. In the end, he only drew out a set of close-fitting light armor and some blank force bomb.
After finishing all this, Qianye put the list back in front of Second Master, and just then smiled, and said, "Dangerous? How should I say it? I just want some general information."
The second master said slowly: "Just last month, Wu Zhengnan was promoted to major general. Of course, this is not the point. The point is that among the numerous division commanders in the expeditionary force, Wu Zhengnan is certainly the most troublesome, and he can definitely be ranked first. 3. Although his surname is Wu, he is a member of the Weiyang Wu clan, but it is well known that he was a commoner when he started his family. It is needless to say what kind of mentality and means he has been able to climb to his current position. The Seventh Division and others are his private army. The area centered on Heiliu City and Sishui Base is like an independent kingdom, and even the headquarters of the expeditionary force cannot penetrate it."
After finishing speaking, the second master paused, and squeezed out a teasing smile on his dry and thin cheeks, "If you just want some general information, that's all."
Qianye raised his eyes, and Second Master's gaze came from behind the lens. After the two looked at each other for a while, Qianye smiled and said, "Okay, I want his recent transaction trends."
"One hundred gold coins, one message one hundred gold coins."
Qianye frowned. In the past market of Dark Blood City, one piece of information and one gold coin is already quite remarkable. Of course, both of them knew that the transaction Qianye was talking about would not be a formal transaction like the Seventh Division purchasing food and armaments, but an underground transaction. But one hundred gold coins is equivalent to the price of a second-level force gun, and the rewards for some four-star missions do not meet this standard.
Qianye said slowly: "Second Lord..."
The second master waved his hand, "It's useless to call it anything, it's still for the sake of your five-star hunter, the price after a 50% discount! You say you, it's not good who to choose, I have to choose Wu Zhengnan, I will collect it This kind of news requires preparations for the removal of all the informants in the Heiliu City area, do you still think it is expensive?" The second master put away his probing gaze and put on an attitude of indisputable price.
Qianye stopped talking and said directly, "How long will it take?"
"Five days, it's not peaceful outside now, it's more difficult to move around."
Qianye nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll find a place to stay first, and maybe go outside the city for a while."
"Yingnan's house is still there, no one lives in it. If you want, you can live there."
Qianye thought for a while and said, "Alright."
Second Master watched Qianye's back disappear outside the gate of the Hunter's House, and thoughtfully pushed the lens on the bridge of his nose. "Could it be that I was wrong? Whose child is this?" He already knew that there must be something wrong with Qianye's origin, but there are several people in the abandoned land who have no unspeakable secrets.
Speaking of Wu Zhengnan, Er Ye couldn't help but think of Yu Renyan who died in Dark Blood City. At that time, he was surprised that the two knew each other. Yu Renyan is the commander of Wu Zhengnan's "Dark Blade" special force, what is the connection
The second master grabbed the jug that Qianye drank from on the counter, shook it, and there was no drop left, so he put it back with a bang, then found out the task notebook and started writing. He's old, so he can't take care of that much anymore. Anyway, Yingnan has gone to the upper continent, and he won't be back in the short term. The Hunter's House just accepts and releases the mission. What the client wants to do has nothing to do with him.
Qianye walked along the familiar but somewhat unfamiliar streets. When he passed Nantang District, he thought of his small house for a moment, and the girl who was as fresh as grass and trees after the rain at night. Now he's back before a year has passed, but whether she's here or not, Qianye has no plans to go there.
The conversation with the second master just now is still circling in Qianye's mind. In fact, when he said in front of Song Zining that he wanted to go back to Yong Ye, he didn't think about what to do next. In Qianye's original thought, getting rid of the culprit seemed to be the only direct and effective way. Of course it is impossible for him to kill a general at this stage, but he will still grow, and he has the patience to wait until that day.
However, Qianye soon realized that things were not that simple. If his ultimate goal is to stop Population from trading with Hei Jing, killing Wu Zhengnan doesn't make much sense, because the profit network and trading channels are still there, and another agent will soon fill the position vacated by Wu Zhengnan . Today, Er Ye's words also hinted vaguely that an independent kingdom-like war zone that could not even be penetrated by the headquarters of the expeditionary force could not be operated in the interests of Wu Zhengnan alone.
The twists and turns of the streets soon came to an end, Qianye looked at the familiar gate in front of him, feeling a little nostalgic in his heart.
Yu Yingnan's residence has remained the same as before, without any changes. After such a long time, it has not been patronized by thieves, which shows that someone has been looking after it in secret. It's just that after a long time, a thick layer of dust has accumulated everywhere inside, and it took Qianye a long time to clean up before tidying up the sleeping place.
Qianye immediately set up many traps in the room, put the luggage away, and settled down. He ran Black Copper Street several times, and brought back several large bags of weapons, ammunition, and various tool parts, filling the warehouse and storage room. On the battlefield, force weapons are not the only choice, and the extremely limited number of uses limits their effectiveness. When facing a large number of cannon fodder and low-level fighters, gunpowder weapons can sometimes play better results.
Qianye finished everything, ate some food, and then quietly waited until the clock struck midnight.
He modified his appearance in the mirror, put on a heavy windbreaker, hid the twin flowers and shining teeth under the windbreaker, went out, and disappeared into the night.
An hour later, Qianye appeared in a dark alley on the edge of the northern district. In the deepest part was a tavern with no signboard and a dilapidated appearance. There were a few strong men sitting at the door with nothing to do, scanning everyone who passed by with fierce eyes. people.
Qianye walked straight towards the tavern, when a big man sitting by the door suddenly stretched out his hand, blocking Qianye's way.
"Not everyone can enter here. You have to buy a ticket first!"
Qianye waved his hand in front of him, and said calmly, "Is it okay to use this to buy a ticket?"
The big man saw the things in Qianye's hand in a blink of an eye, his face immediately changed, he stood up abruptly, and said respectfully: "Please come in! I hope you can find what you want inside."
"I also hope that I won't be disappointed." Qianye's voice was deep and slightly hoarse at the moment, and he sounded a little old.
After he walked into the tavern, several other fierce men at the door approached the big man and asked curiously, "Who is that?"
The big man glanced at them and said coldly: "You shouldn't know this! If you want to live longer, just ask a few less questions!"
Behind the mottled and whitish single wooden door is a much larger space than expected. The walls are bare bluestone, without extra decorations, and the floor is also bluestone, but it has been polished very delicately and smoothly. The overall style is simple and clean.
As far as a tavern is concerned, it is considered very quiet inside, with a dozen people sitting sparsely in different places, whispering to each other from time to time, as if talking about something, but their voices are very soft. There were also a few people who sat alone at a table, each with their heads down drinking their wine, without even looking around.
But when Qianye entered, the tavern was instantly silent, and all eyes were focused. He could understand the eyes of these people, it was a kind of vigilance against strangers.
Any place with a relatively fixed circle of contacts will have this kind of reaction to outsiders. But appearing in a tavern, where the door is open for business, is a bit subtle. Qianye then knew that he had found the right place.
Behind the bar, an old man with no distinctive appearance greeted Qianye and asked, "What would you like to drink?"
"Three glasses of white water."
The old man's expression changed slightly, he nodded and said, "Very good, but we need to wait a little longer. Find a place to sit!"
"The bar is good." Qianye said, and walked towards the old man.
When Qianye passed by a table, a short and wretched man suddenly approached Qianye, sniffed it with his huge nose, and suddenly screamed: "Aha, guess what I smell, the rancid smell of vampire zombies ! It’s as pure as a whole block of black crystal!”
The temperature in the entire tavern dropped suddenly, and almost everyone's hands were moving towards their weapons.
Qianye stopped in his tracks, turned his head to look over, and said flatly, "It's a waste to keep a nose that doesn't work well."
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, a misty crimson origin force radiance suddenly radiated from Qianye's body, and a few faint golden spots appeared in it, all of which floated towards that person in a flash.
However, the senses of the short and wretched man were different. He suddenly smelled a strange fragrance at the end of his nose, which was indescribably alluring. He subconsciously inhaled hard, and sucked up all those golden glows at once. go in.
In the second half of the process, the man's face was full of resistance and horror. He seemed to know that the pale gold light spot was fatal, but he couldn't resist the attraction of the strange fragrance at all, so he took a deep breath involuntarily. He strangled his throat desperately, wanting to yell, but he couldn't make any sound.
That huge nose quickly blackened and rotted, leaving a horrible hollow in his face! The wretched man fell on his back and passed out.
The entire tavern was silent, only two or three low exclamations sounded, and the eyes of people looking at Qianye were full of fear.
The strange fragrance only existed in the sense organs of that short and wretched man, what the onlookers saw was the radiance of the original force emanating from Qianye's body. Unleash the force, kill people invisible, that is the method that the generals have above.
Qianye scanned his surroundings calmly, and said nonchalantly, "Who else can't control himself?"