With his keen hearing, Ye Qi naturally heard the gunshots coming from behind him clearly; Ye Qi did not feel disgusted by such a slightly rough approach—although the previous situation was just a quick glance, the details in it Ye Qi is well aware of the degree of danger; if the situation is not controlled within the shortest possible time, then it will be an inevitable turmoil.
Perhaps in normal times, an ordinary person is not in the eyes of any existence in the dark world at all, but when this number reaches a certain scale, it will make the existence of the dark world have to care, especially people like demon hunters. It has its own rules, and this is especially true for organizations in the dark world that are not allowed to harm ordinary people at will—if they are some lawless dark mercenaries, they will hope that things will get bigger and better, and they will fish out of troubled waters; but demon hunters are It's different, when something like this happens, they can only stop it, and the sooner the better, the sooner the better.
After all, a group of ordinary people dazzled by Kimpton should not be underestimated - if any one is not handled well, bigger things will break out. Now it is just a fight, and the next moment it can be escalated into killing; It's not alarmist. Ordinary people are capable of doing things that even they can't believe at certain times, especially those with weak willpower and following the crowd.
What's more, among ordinary people, there is no such thing as fishing in troubled waters—so, if it were Ye Qi, he would only do it more directly and rudely.
Kill one person and save ten people, such words. Ye Qi would not admit it completely, but in his heart. It's not a complete denial—Ye Qi will make his own choice based on changes in the actual situation.
However, there is one thing that will not change, and that is the vigilance of the thousand-faced monster who caused the trouble just now—although the strength of the other party is far behind him, no matter the obviously improved magic eyes , or the Druid-specific Fairy Mist that he used later, Ye Qi had a good impression of the other party, and he was good at using everything around him to create his own advantage. The same goes for using Kimpton to create chaos afterward, and buying himself time to escape.
And such a person, as an enemy, is definitely not a good phenomenon. If he is good at using everything around him to create an advantage for himself, as long as he is taking the next step, he will do whatever it takes to win—for such an enemy. It is enough for Ye Qi to have the Holy See, and he does not want to have another one; if it appears and cannot be avoided, then it will naturally be killed in the cradle.
The improved magic eyes are obviously not ordinary magic props...
Then there was the mist of the goblins, plus what the quail said about being good at using all kinds of magic props...
Dealing with it should have a high level of alchemy. Maybe also good at potions!
And if the latter can also be determined, then the origin of the other party can be determined to be a wizard...
Ye Qi used the existing clues as a support, and began to speculate—the magic eyes before caused Ye Qi a lot of trouble; of course. This kind of trouble is not in terms of attack, but in terms of concealment and tracking; magic eyes are just as the name suggests. It is a means of using alchemy to achieve the purpose of surveillance and investigation; however, compared with ordinary magic eyes, the magic eyes used by this thousand-faced monster are much weirder.
In addition to the same functions as surveillance and detection, the opponent's magic eyes will explode, and quickly remind the user that magic eyes are magical, but because they can only limit a few targets, except in some inaccessible places Some places are still being used by wizards, and most of the time, they have been replaced by simpler and more direct magic warnings and detection traps.
After all, in places where there is a constant flow of people, the magic eyes can't lock the target at all. Instead, they will issue warnings for no reason. , Detect traps and other existences, and take corresponding measures once they are broken into - but the improved magic eyes of the other party have combined the advantages of both, and their warning effect has been improved to a higher level; Alerting and detecting traps requires someone else's touch, but this improved magic eye does not need it at all.
It should be that as long as there is more than a certain level of fluctuation in the line of sight, it will explode and send out a signal!
Ye Qi guessed the other party's improved magic eyes in this way—although the fairy mist, a potion unique to Druids, cannot be proved to be refined by the other party, but those who have been exposed to this potion undoubtedly still have research on potions ;Proficient in alchemy, with eyes for potions, the identity of the other party became clear in an instant.
Except for the wizard's castle in the depths of the Hailin area, Ye Qi couldn't think of any place in Lorant that could cultivate such an existence—the same experience as Merlin, or those who participated in the wizard's road to continue their experience A young wizard, or a dark wizard who has simply fallen
After guessing the identity of the opposing wizard, a more detailed guess followed.
However, Ye Qi could not be sure in the end—of course, compared to this uncertainty, Ye Qi was quite clear about the destination the two of them were going to reach: the hiding place of Sand Fox himself in Fort Landing.
Although Shadow said that he only knew how to contact Sand Fox himself, and guessed that Sand Fox was in Landinburg, Ye Qi believed that the other thousand-faced monster also knew the news and had confirmed it just as Shadow said. Where is the sand fox himself? Ye Qi suddenly came up with this guess after seeing the chaotic situation caused by the opponent throwing Kimpton.
A guy who is good at using everything around him to create an advantage for himself, even the enemy can use it!
Coupled with the aboveboard declaration of "continue to complete the goal" in the message on the other party's vinyl record, Ye Qi confirmed his guess even more, and even guessed a general idea of what the other party wanted to do—Thousand-faced monster is very important to kill Sand Fox himself. It is undoubtedly imperative; however, for the strength of Sand Fox himself. The Thousand-faced Monster is undoubtedly afraid, so he made many arrangements before, trying to create a situation where one hit kills him; however, he was inadvertently destroyed by him.
In the eyes of other people, this kind of destruction is going to be frustrating, but in the eyes of the thousand-faced monster, it is another opportunity; an opportunity to lead him to fight with the sand fox himself, and then the other party will benefit from it. Of course, the other side hopes more that he will lure most of the demon hunters into the battle, so that the other side can better fish in troubled waters.
Even if it's just a guess, Ye Qi can still think that the other party must have one or two human skin masks belonging to the demon hunter in his hand at the moment, and he only needs to pretend at that time. Mixed into the large army of demon hunters besieging sand foxes—at this time, the demon hunters came from various places in Lorant because of the secret city of wizards, and they were definitely not very familiar with them, so they had considerable loopholes to exploit.
As for how to let the witcher find the whereabouts of the sand fox himself
The other party must have a very ingenious arrangement; it will not be like now, worrying about being "lost", and having to "slow down" the pace.
Such a poor practice. After going through the chaos of the crowd, Ye Qi has already discovered that although he is not a person who is good at tracking, there is a shadow of a killer next to the other party, and he is undoubtedly very good at escaping and hiding his whereabouts; but that's it , after the opponent has created such a big advantage before. Still being followed by him, this is enough to explain some problems.
after all. Ye Qi is very clear about the level of his whereabouts search after leaving the detection range of [Blind Fighting Perception]. Although it will not be terrible, it is definitely not superb.
Want to win the fisherman's profit by fighting between rivers and clams
Then we have to see if you, a fisherman, have this ability!
With such thoughts in mind, Ye Qi smiled coldly, and his figure sped up again.
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Fort Landing, the western suburbs.
Unlike the entire eastern suburbs being occupied by the manor of the Northstead family, the western suburbs are where many wealthy businessmen and upper-class people gather. There are rows of small villas here, and in the past, a place next to a lake There are several manors that are neither too big nor too small, and obviously, the identities of the owners of these manors are naturally extraordinary.
Especially in front of the gates of those manors, some family crests and signs that can only appear in biographical novels support the extraordinary identity of these manor owners; therefore, even if these manors are mostly It is empty, but there are no blind people who will come here to patronize—in fact, as the largest family in the Bay Area and the nominal owner of Saas Harbor, the Nord family is not kind in the eyes of ordinary people. .
The "Blood Night" that appears every few years in the port of Saskatchewan is enough to make ordinary people shudder; after all, in the eyes of these ordinary people, those businessmen and big bosses are already very important characters; In the hands of the family, there is no room for resistance like a group of children; therefore, most people in the Bay Area have an inexplicable sense of awe towards the Northeast family—respecting their "food and clothing parents" and fearing each other powerful.
Therefore, thanks to the Northeast family's blessing, the western suburbs, where rich people live concentrated, have relatively good law and order—of course, this is also related to the large amount of taxes these rich people pay the Northeast family every year; different The highest government military and police in the urban area of Landingburg maintain law and order, and those who maintain law and order here are the children of the Northstead family.
In this regard, although the supreme government is dissatisfied, but under the strong demands of the local residents, it has to choose to compromise—
"Let a group of people who can only direct traffic and deal with funeral affairs protect me? I'm not crazy yet!"
This was the words that a wealthy local businessman shouted directly at the former mayor of Landingburg, and it was also the beginning of the compromise of the mayor of Landingburg by the highest government; after all, as the mayor of Landingburg Martin, he himself knows what the greatest role of the military and police under him is.
Therefore, as soon as you enter the rich area in the western suburbs, you will immediately feel a different feeling; not only the environment, but also the state of people's life—different from those tourists who come to Fort Landing, the people here Although everyone is smiling, this kind of smile has a little more confidence that ordinary people don't have, and the confidence in the eyes is so strong that it is almost substantive.
Generally, people call it: pride.
As the most likely heir of the Devaro family. Varan, no matter in terms of clothing, etiquette, or the smile on his face. They are all very in line with the aesthetics of the "locals" in the western suburbs, plus that handsome face, since Valan came here and was seen with his own eyes, he lived in the only few manors in the western suburbs After one place, he almost immediately became an important 'big man' in the western suburbs.
As for this, Varan enjoyed it very much, in the eyes of these people. He seems to have regained his original glory; therefore, after attending a Wizard's Secret Market at the beginning, he always circles around the banquets of various families in the next few days, even if something happens in the Wizard's Secret Market He didn't pay too much attention to such a big matter, but only glanced at the final report—although it was just a family-style demon hunter, what would happen to the joint efforts of the demon hunter itself, the supreme government and the Holy See? Such power. Varan is very clear.
This daring guy is dead!
This is the evaluation from the bottom of the heart of Varan, and it is quite gloating; however, today, just now, the "benefactor" who allowed him to escape the fate of dying in the Tower of Thorns said something. The remarks. But it made him feel panicked, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.
As the most likely heir of the Devaro family, Varan is still qualified most of the time, especially in terms of determination, which is far superior to his peers. Even compared with some old and cunning people, it is not far behind; it can make him panic. And things that can't be calmed down for a long time are naturally big things—
"Do you know about the robbery that happened in Wizard City?"
"It's not bad, isn't it?"
"That's what I did!"
During lunch, Varan, who told him that he had something important to tell his 'benefactor' the day before, rejected a banquet because of this, and got such news that he couldn't hold the knife and fork steadily and fell on the plate ——At first, Varan thought that the other party was finally going to talk to him about the so-called 'crystal mine', but what he didn't expect was such a shocking news.
Damn guy!
I knew it was impossible for such a so-called repayment of kindness to happen!
Varan shook his fist vigorously. If he was not sure that he was not the opponent's opponent at all, he would definitely teach the opponent a lesson. In fact, after the opponent said such a shocking thing, Varan instinctively immediately He wanted to capture the opponent, but the strength he was so proud of was so weak in front of the opponent that he was knocked away almost instantly.
"Master Varan, you will disappoint me if you do this!"
"Aren't we friends?"
"Don't worry, as long as you agree to my request, I will definitely repay you!"
The other party said such words with a smile as before, but the essence made Varan feel a bone-chilling chill—he knew very well what risks he would eventually bear once he agreed to the other party's words, and once exposed, he What kind of situation will it face.
However, if he was asked to inform, Varan would be unable to act—after lunch, the guy’s two subordinates followed him lingeringly; There is no cover, just appearing in his perception openly and aboveboard.
Of course Varan understood what this meant; it was not only a demonstration, but also a warning—the strength exposed by that undisguised breath proved that even if that guy didn't do anything, his two subordinates could include him, All the people in the manor were killed.
Damn it!
If it wasn't because I fell out of the top ten as the heir, how could you...
At this moment, Varan's heart felt as if someone had stepped on his face with muddy boots—the heirs of every family are precious resources, and as a family, they will naturally protect them with all their strength, as if they were As for the Devalo family, as long as they are the top ten heirs of the family, there will be several bodyguards who are responsible for safety; just like the few people who were hiding in the dark around Varan back then.
And if one of these people was still there, he wouldn't be so passive!
what do I do? !
Varan, who always thought that he could make a comeback and regain his glory sooner or later, fell into a state of entanglement and torture at this moment.
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"Boss, that little guy is about to collapse! Are we?"
A voice containing schadenfreude resounded in the living room of the manor, and a man dressed in a black cloak and leather armor, completely dressed as a dark mercenary, walked quickly in front of the boss he was talking about, stretched out The thumb made a throat-slitting gesture.
"Don't worry, the time is not up yet! Killing people is not easy? Wait a little longer!"
The middle-aged man sitting on the front seat of the living room spoke slowly—well-dressed, but implying that the middle-aged man has an extraordinary demeanor all over his body, especially when he speaks at a slightly slower speed. The clear and audible approach gave him a high-ranking, aristocratic demeanor just like before the holy age.
However, at this time, the words of this middle-aged man made people tremble.
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