The night is dark.

The noisy steel chariots slowly fell into silence. Except for a few places such as the Hunter Guild, most of them were already asleep.

In a room with dim lights and smoke, the remaining members of the Blood Hand Gang gathered together. There were several tables in the room, and the ground was filled with extinguished cigarette butts. The atmosphere in the room was dull and depressing.

A man in a black vest took a sip of cigarette hard, then threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stepped on it and stared at the man with a tattoo on his arm opposite him with a fierce look.

"Last brother, should you give us an explanation for this?"

The tattooed man leaned on the chair and said weakly: "What are you explaining? I am also a victim of this matter! I also paid 30,000 yuan!"

The man with a vest had a fierce look in his eyes, and he seemed to be at risk of getting into trouble at any time.

"You have chosen the goal this time. You swear to tell us that this person is only a first-level person and has no background."

"Why is his strength so strong? Why did the city defense army come so quickly? Why did he know the people from the Wolf Tooth Guard?"

"Are you suspicious that I colluded with the city defensive army?" The tattooed man squinted his eyes and looked at the man with a vest.

"Qi Yuan is only the first-level. Before you start, you have confirmed this with the insect and beast detector. As for the city defense army and the wolf teeth hunting team, my hands will not be less blood stained than you in recent years. Do you think I still have the possibility of going ashore?"

The room fell into silence again. After a long time, the bloody hand, which had been closed and without speaking, suddenly opened its eyes.

"Who told you the news?"

The tattooed man's pupils shrank slightly, and his voice was said in a low voice:

"It was the news from the mice from the Hunter Guild."

Every task of the Hunter Guild means a considerable reward. These liquid funds are like bloody smell, attracting the attention of many people, and even spawning many news dealers who specialize in selling news. These people have a unified nickname - rat.

"You go and kill him!"

The tattooed man looked embarrassed.

"The city defense army is now staring at us. Should we wait until the limelight is over before taking action?"

Blood Hand glanced at him and said calmly:

"I'll give you a day. If you don't kill him, I'll kill you!"

The tattooed man lowered his head, as if he didn't dare to look at the bloody hands. In the shadows that others could not see, the corners of his mouth suddenly rose slightly and bent into a cold curve.

Da! Da! Da! Da!

The clear footsteps suddenly came from outside the door and were getting closer and closer.

The footsteps were very stable, and the people in the room suddenly changed their faces slightly. This room was a secret stronghold of the Blood Hand Gang, and it was impossible for anyone else to approach.

The bloody hand took out an insect and beast detector, and a red light spot was clearly displayed on it.

Level 3!

The person outside is a third-level!

Could it be the Wolf Tooth Hunting Team?

No!

Once they do it, they will sweep their acupoints, and they will never use this method!

Bloody Hand's eyes suddenly locked on the tattooed man.

"Did you do it?"

Bloody Hand stood up, took out the revolver from his waist, and the dark muzzle lowered the tattooed man's eyebrows.

The tattooed man looked up at the bloody hand, with a hint of madness in his eyes.

"You only understand this now, isn't it too late!"

Dongdong!

Two clear knocks came from outside the door, which made the Blood Hand and others in the room feel like they were facing a great enemy.

Bloody hands tied the tattooed man's neck with one hand, faced the door and blocked him in front of his chest, and then pressed his gun against his temple.

“Who is the person outside?”

The tattooed man's face turned red in an instant and he became difficult to breathe, but he still gritted his teeth and said with a grim smile:

"The person is outside the door, you will know when you open the door!"

The more he said this, the more nervous the others became, but facing a third level of unknown origin, they didn't even have the courage to shoot first.

Ordinary guns are already difficult to threaten third-level abilities. If the other party has no malicious intentions, it will become a provocation. How terrifying the third-level abilities are, they all know very well. If they want to leave here alive, they can only hope that the other party is willing to let them go.

Dongdong!

The knock on the door sounded again.

The members of the Blood Hand Gang took out their weapons and stared at the confined door nervously, as if there was a man-eating beast standing outside.

The room is located underground and has only one exit. As long as someone blocks the door of the house, the only way out will be blocked.

When the knock on the door sounded again, Blood Hand suddenly said to a first-order member next to him:

"You go and open the door."

The members who were named changed their faces, but they still obeyed the orders honestly.

The one outside may be very dangerous, but Blood Hand is not a good person either. It is definitely not a wise choice to disobey his orders.

He swallowed and moved towards the door step by step, as if there was a bottomless abyss in front of him.

Squeak!

The door opened inside, and a middle-aged man wearing a top hat and a black tuxedo appeared in front of everyone.

Facing several dark muzzles, the man in the tuxedo smiled and looked around for a week, his eyes did not change at all. He also seemed to be careless about the tattooed man pointed at by the gun in the bloody hand, as if he was just an irrelevant stranger.

“It’s all here, it’s great!”

The man walked into the room directly, but he didn't see any movement. The door behind him snapped and closed directly.

Without waiting for the bloody hand to speak, the man continued:

"Okay, from now on, follow my command and put down the toys in your hands first." The man said gently.

Before the man finished speaking, the Blood Hand Gang in the room seemed to be intoxicated. They all obediently put down all the weapons in their hands. Even the Blood Hand couldn't help but let go of the tattooed man and put down the revolver in their hands.

"Let's stand in front of me!"

The Blood Hand Gang obediently lined up in front of the man, like a puppet with a string of threads. The Blood Hand looked a little ferocious, as if he was trying his best to resist something. However, under the gentle gaze of the man, he finally gave up resisting and stood attentively in front of the man.

The tattooed man escaped from the bloody hand and stood behind the man in the tuxedo.

"Go outside and wait, don't let others in."

"yes!"

The tattooed man didn't dare to ask too much, and after exiting the room, he gently closed the door.

The man in the tuxedo glanced at the man in the vest. He immediately lowered his head, moved a clean chair, placed it behind the man in the tuxedo, and stood with the others again.

The man in the tuxedo sat down, leaned against the back of the chair, crossing his legs.

"I'll ask, you answer, no concealment is allowed!"

"yes!"

The man in the tuxedo locked the member of the Blood Hand Gang who opened the door.

"Tell me in detail what happened to you today! Start with you."

The person named intermittently repeated what he knew in detail.

The man in the tuxedo listened without missing a word, and then said to the second person:

"You say it again."

Soon the second person repeated the matter again.

Time and again, the man in the tuxedo made everyone, including Blood Hand, repeat it all, and fell into a brief silence.

The man in the tuxedo looked at the bloody hands.

"Stretch your arms out and show your strongest state."

The bloody hands stretched out, and a powerful force surged out, and the arms quickly expanded, turning into a state of insects and beasts full of scales.

On the forearm of the right hand, there was a clear wound the size of a bowl, with scales broken and flesh and blood scabbed.

The man in the tuxedo glanced at the wound, then stretched out his right hand, and the member of the Blood Hand Help next to him pulled out a silver dagger from his waist and placed it in his hand.

The man in the tuxedo smeared the blade with his left index finger, and a silver light flowed slightly, and the blade seemed to have become much sharper.

Looking at the sharp blade, the bloody hand's expression became struggling again, but in the end he did not retract his arm, nor did he take a step back, and watched the man in the tuxedo press the cold blade against the scarlet scales.

The man in the tuxedo used a little force with his right hand, and the blade drew a white line on the scales, but did not leave the defense that broke the arm.

Looking at the white scratches, the man in the tuxedo changed his face slightly. He didn't expect that the bloody hands could still maintain such a strong defense after grafting these arms.

This sword is enough to break the first level of defense, but it cannot even break the scales, which means that the defense of the arm is at least the second level.
To be continued...