In Lupoli, the gloomy rain has spread over the entire bustling city. All the bustling crowds on the street have dispersed. Only a few pedestrians holding umbrellas are left, and they are all hurriedly walking towards a place that can bring warmth.

place, but no matter what the weather is like, there will always be an ambiguous temperature and fiery atmosphere in one place, and that is the bar.

It was a small bar located in Xicheng District. The neon was dim but very poetic. When a gorgeously decorated door was pushed open, it would make a creaking sound, like a vague whisper, or something like

Then say welcome to everyone who walks into the bar.

Casa is wearing a black raincoat. In fact, it is not a raincoat, just a robe, but the rain-stained robe always reminds people of a raincoat. His long hair is easily reminiscent of a black blood descendant.

In terms of appearance, in Wuyue, black-blooded people are always taciturn. People in Wuyue can easily distinguish themselves from black-blooded people.

Because these beings with black blood are all different in their eyes, but Kasai doesn't care about other people's opinions. He noticed some unfriendly looks from the moment he entered the bar. As a leader of the generation, he has long been aware of these looks.

Already immune.

He walked straight to the bar, where the bartender was wiping a crystal glass and asked him in Wuyue accent:

"Need something." Kasa said calmly:

"A cup of Baileys Pure."

The bartender raised his eyebrows after hearing this. This inconspicuous action was noticed by Casa. Although it was only for a moment, it was enough to show that this bar is not simple.

At the entrance to some underground information sites, a special code word is needed, called a cut. This way of speaking is required in these special places, such as bars here, or some romantic places, there will always be people selling information.

Informants, of course, their information will not be free.

And it is only sold to some people on the road. If a person does not understand the rules of the road, it is very dangerous for him to know certain information, so these underground information stations are only open to people of his own kind.

"What's the weather like today?"

The bartender asked, not stopping what he was doing. He looked at Casa. At first, this young man was just a young boy in his eyes.

But now he felt that there was something about Casa that he couldn't see through, which made him feel uneasy. As a bartender, the ability to observe people's emotions was fundamental, but he couldn't see any clues in Casa.

"The weather is fine, but rats are running around the streets."

After he finished speaking, the bartender called over a sexy waitress. She was wearing a leather skirt and a sailor top that revealed a large area of ​​white.

Casa looked at the waitress for a few seconds before coming back to her senses. The waitress bent down and made a gesture of invitation. Zola was a sensible person and would not be distracted by such a clumsy temptation, so she took care of herself.

He walked towards the inner room of the bar.

A corridor leads from the interior to the wine storage room. The waitress is walking in front of Casa with her leather skirt twisting. She is naturally trying to seduce Zola. The waitresses in every bar like this are not just ordinary waiters.

If they set their sights on a prey, they will use all their eighteen martial arts skills on the prey, and let the men obediently dig into their pockets to offer them gold or jewelry.

, and these waitresses are all masters of love.

Casa, who has gone through many trials in the Knights of the Round Table Academy, is very accomplished in controlling his own mind. Indeed, sometimes he will have ambiguities with these barmaids.

But his tricks to deceive women are very bizarre. When he was doing tasks in the past, he could always get some useful information for himself from some waitresses. This time, he had no intention of playing ambiguous.

"This is it, sir, please go on your own." Outside the door of the wine storage room, the waitress stopped and gestured to him with a charming smile. After Casa threw her two gold coins, she left knowingly.

.

Because in the waitress profession, if the prey is willing to have a long talk with you, he will take out four gold coins as a subtle language, but if he takes out two gold coins, it is hinting to her to get out of here. Of course.

Of course, those who understand will not get entangled any further.

He pushed open the door of the wine storage room, and behind the door was a huge warehouse filled with wine. He walked to the wine shelf and found a wine barrel named "Bailey Pure Pure".

There is a key to the underground information station: a soul spell. Only by driving this soul spell can the secret door to the underground information station be opened. Naturally, this spell is not free.

He pulled out a gold brick from the ring, bitten a mark on the edge of the gold brick with his teeth, and then threw the gold brick into the wine barrel. After a few seconds, a fluorescent rune rose from the bottom of the barrel.

Casa held the rune in his hand. In this wine storage room, there was only one painting hanging on the wall, which was the work of a famous artist. He pressed the rune into the center of the painting, then took a few steps back, and

The door suddenly appeared from the wall.

"It's a very discreet underground information station. The most complicated information station Harry mentioned is probably this one." Casa muttered, walked into the door, and after just a few seconds, walked through a long corridor, and then

We came to a room that was closed on all sides. In the middle of the room, a masked man in black robe was sitting in front of a table. There was a pile of white paper on the table, and there was nothing else.

"Hello, how can I help you?" The voice of the man in black robe was hoarse, and it had obviously been processed. Kasa took out a few pieces of paper from the ring, and a token. This token was for a black-blooded descendant.

The person asking for information must identify himself, otherwise the information obtained will definitely be false, because real information only circulates among trusted organizations or individuals, and there is no organization behind a strange guy.

, and they don’t have any underground intelligence credibility. If this information spreads, it will be very difficult for them to do things.

"Are you...Mr. Kasa...please wait a moment." The man in black robe was very respectful. After all, as a core member of the Black Bloods, as long as you are still in the Fog Moon Empire, you will be respected by all subordinate organizations.

After all, this organization has the largest information database and the most elite information collection organization.

The man in black robe took out a few pieces of paper from a pile of paper, and an obscure spell came from his mouth. A second ago, the paper was still white, but just a moment later, the paper was filled with words. The man in black robe

He looked at the paper in his hand again, and after confirming that it was correct, returned it to Casa along with the original paper and token.

He did not leave his chair during this process. Zola took one look and put the ring away. After leaving a gold brick on the table, he turned and left. All underground information stations liked it.

When dealing with black-blooded people, because the price they give is the most reasonable, and they will always pay a lot more based on the value of the information, so every information station treats these black-blooded people as the God of Wealth.

Casa walked out of the wine storage room and returned to the bar. The atmosphere changed, because he clearly felt the presence of murderous intent. These murderous intents were emanated from the drinkers, and they unanimously locked themselves in.

In the eyes of drinkers, people who can enter the back room of the bar are either bartenders and bar owners, or rich people. Obviously he is not the former, so he will be gloriously reduced to the latter, and the fate of the latter is to be

These greedy drunkards rob.

"It seems that you robbed the wrong person." Casa said. He knew that although the city was in chaos, no one dared to openly challenge the city's authority, so as long as the actions in secret were not discovered, no one would do it.

Investigate these matters in depth.

Just when Zola finished speaking, before the words fell, several tall men in tattered clothes in the corner of the bar had already stood up, with fierce looks on their faces, and the silver sharp knives in their hands were held behind their backs. Except for these few

The man and a few scattered people also took out their weapons silently. Kasa was not a person who liked to suffer losses. He had already held a sickle in his hand at some point. It seemed that in an instant,

More than a dozen people rushed towards him. At this moment, a fierce flash flashed across his amber eyes, and a bloody aura emerged. As a black-blooded person, he naturally possesses powerful racial talents.

He pulled out a giant scythe, and in an instant, a cold light flashed through, and the knives in the hands of more than a dozen people were suddenly cut off by the scythe, and the cut was extremely smooth.

"Summon·Shadow Scythe"

A martial skill of the summoning technique was used by Kasa, and those men were cut off by a scythe before they could react quickly. No matter how strong the physical strength of ordinary people is, they will not be stronger than a soul master. Being a soul master is the most important thing.

The key is not to practice soul skills, but to have a body stronger than ordinary people. Except for soul masters, all other soul masters will make their bodies very strong. After all, the battle between the strong must be

It's bloody.

After cutting off a few ordinary people with one knife, a few more soul masters came to his door. He had no desire to do anything to these low-level soul masters. They were obviously people who could master soul power, but they didn't want to make progress. This

In Casa's eyes, such people are not even considered ants.

"Swift Cut"

The scythe shot out like a thunderbolt, and a huge silver scythe shot out like a bolt of lightning, snatching away the lives of those soul masters in the surprised look. Kasa was already familiar with killing people, and several people were holding them on the side.

The cannon was aimed at him, but the hand holding the steam cannon was trembling. Casa glanced at him sideways, and with a disdainful cut, a huge sickle flew out and directly pinned the man to the wall.

It is said that steam cannons do more damage to soul masters, but only those who can use them skillfully can defeat him.

However, facing Kasa, a genius who is familiar with steam technology, the power of this firearm is infinitely close to zero.

"Sorry bartender, I have to trouble you to clean up this garbage." After saying this, Casa threw a few gold coins to the bartender. The bartender continued calmly without saying a word. The rain outside had not stopped, but Casa had already left.
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