Tianhong did not wait for Xiao Citron, but accelerated his pace. The general direction was good, so he would definitely find the location of the military camp based on his own ability.

Suddenly, he hid behind a small building, and Little Citron ran over with panting.

"Huahua Teng, are you going to run to death? Why are you walking so fast?"

"Shut up!" Tianhong made a silence move, and nervously poked his head out to look forward.

The entire Qiansheng Town seemed to be built in a basin, and the lower the northwest direction was. Tianhong found a small river passing by in front of a building, and there were still many guys playing in the river.

It was no big deal, but he was careful and vaguely felt that what was placed on the shore was the equipment of mercenaries. He didn't dare to be 100% sure, but it was easy to recognize that armor, guns, swords and halberds were thrown randomly on the ground.

Little Citron was still gasping for breath, but came up with a mysterious look on her face.

"Get out, stay away from me!" Tianhong was not angry.

Xiao Xiang didn't care, and directly stuffed the things hidden behind her into Tianhong's arms, and poked her head out without saying a word and looked in the same direction.

This neighborhood may be relatively remote, with not many pedestrians passing by. But when they passed by in groups of three or three, they were still staring at them like fools.

Tianhong looked back and saw that Little Citron was lying behind him like a dog peeing, holding one of his legs, with her strange posture extremely indecent.

He hurriedly pulled out and hid back to the building: "What are you doing? Mark the territory?"

"What does it mean?" Xiao Xiang also hid back, but did not understand that Tian Hongyi was referring to it.

Tianhong shook his head helplessly and focused on what it handed over.

An ordinary black box looks a bit old. Although there are no flies gatherings on it, it is still unharmed.

Tianhong pulled open the box and dropped something equally black from it.

He picked it with his toes, threw away the box, and took the black thing into his arms.

It's a telescope! Tianhong saw it at first sight. His black outfit was a high probability that it was a military item at first glance.

He was a little puzzled and looked at the smiling little Citron in confusion.

"Just run back just to get this?"

Little Citron nodded vigorously.

"Why?"

"When I bought milk tea, I sensed the existence of my companions, but you didn't say anything. This means that you are an ordinary mortal, such as heavenly fire and hellfire. I know you are just joking to scare me! This telescope can help you observe the movements of the opponent, know yourself and your enemy, and you can never lose all your battles!"

Tianhong snorted: "I'm pretty fine!"

"That's necessary!" Little Citron raised her head proudly.

Tianhong didn't know much about military things, and his knowledge was also reported through short videos and TV news and TV series. Seeing that the telescope eyepiece was marked with alphanumeric numbers of 62 bars, he felt that this thing was probably a 62 military telescope.

He can't remember what the field of view of this thing is. But it should be enough to observe the river, after all, it's not two miles away.

Adjusting the focal length, he looked at the river again.

Sure enough, those guys must have been mercenaries, like humans, and half of them have animal heads, and there are indeed many equipment thrown on the shore in a mess.

Moreover, there are four guards standing guard in front of the building, and they all seem to envy their companions who are playing in the water. But their responsibilities are just that they are looking there, and their bodies are still standing honestly and straight.

The feeling coming from behind was a little familiar, so he quickly shook his shoulders and pulled back to the original place. Little Citron, this guy, was urinating like a dog, lifting one of his legs, and looking very curiously out of sight.

"What? Are you in the river with you?" Tianhong asked.

Little Citron retracted her body and shook her head vigorously: "No, don't talk nonsense!"

"If there is one, just say it quickly, so I'll cut them all in a while."

Little Citron stomped her feet and replied shyly: "No! What are you talking nonsense? There is a muscle-filled person who is really handsome!"

Tianhong can't make any complicated expressions now, otherwise he would have written all over his face with contempt and giving it to the mother opposite him.

"Which building is used for your office?" Tianhong quickly changed the subject so that the fake girl could become serious.

Xiao Ci nodded: "That river is the underground tributary of the Wangchuan River that gathers here. It is said that the Feng Shui is excellent, so both the underworld and our office location are chosen here."

"Where are the office staff before the rebirth town?"

"Most of them have been incorporated, and those who resist have either been beaten to death or run away."

Tianhong changed his tone quietly: "In other words, there are not many mercenaries, but many traitors! The reason why the underworld can maintain basic normal operation is because of the existence of these traitors!"

"How can you say that?" Xiao Xiang was a little surprised. "Some guys turned into cigarettes when they died. How many people can be afraid of the disaster? Besides, they also serve the underworld, don't they follow that leader?"

"You can see it openly!" Tianhong glanced at the opposite side, "You discovered that your companions existed before because they were plundering people's fat on the street, right?"

"You've noticed it?" Little Citron was still extremely surprised. "We call it a symbolic charge for some protection fee! Otherwise, who will protect them? Especially those who do business here!"

Tianhong nodded: "I admire you! Today I understand what a shameless expression is!"

"What are we going to do next?" Little Citron always skipped Tianhong's derogatoryness beyond his ears.

With the nine-toothed rake on the ground, Tianhong said firmly: "You help me keep this weapon, I will kill it directly!"

"Isn't it just a broken rake? Can it be lost?" Xiao Xiang was a little disdainful.

Tianhong nodded: "It's very expensive. Please help me watch it. This thing can buy you ten thousand piles of garbage you saved!"

"What? Ten thousand piles? Then, that's one, ten, hundred, thousand, ten, ten, ten, ten, ten, ten, ten, ten, ten, ten, ten, ten, ten, ten, ten, ten million, tens! If it were red tickets, it would have to be several bills? I've never seen that much money, you actually brought it by your side, and asked a stranger to help you keep it!"

It couldn't help but lower its body to caress the nine-toothed rake that it had just looked down on, and its eyes were filled with small money. If it weren't for the quick whisper, its saliva would have dripped on the rake.

Tianhong sighed deeply and said, "It costs about six or seven hundred red tickets, so it is very expensive. I can't take it with me anymore. Please show me your advice, don't let someone steal it later!"

"Don't worry!" Little Citron didn't raise her head, but instead wiped the dust from the rake.

It wanted to move the rake a little, but found that no matter how much effort it was used, it could not lift it up a millimeter.

"It's quite expensive. Even if you sell iron, you can sell it for billions! It's enough for me to pay a month's military salary!"
Chapter completed!