Before the long plume of smoke, there were dozens of motorcycles of various colors, but strangely, there was no loud engine sound, only the slight sound of tires rubbing against the ground.
"The Ghost Convoy is back!"
At the gate towards the south entrance of Jicheng City, a guard was talking to his companions, with obvious envy in his tone.
"Did you see it? There is a package tied to the back of each car. It seems to be a bumper harvest this time. They have been out for more than half a month. They can get so many things in such a short time. It's really enviable. It's enough.
They have been squandering money in Chengcheng for a month."
Another guard echoed, thinking of those bustling gold caves in Ji City.
"You just know how to squander things that are worthless. No wonder you are still a two-star evolver now!"
A voice suddenly broke in from behind, and at the same time a slap hit the second guard on the head.
The two guards looked back and immediately called "Chief" respectfully.
The muscular figure squeezed in between the two guards, holding his hands on the gate, squinting at the approaching convoy below.
"Boss, I heard that when the boss of the ghost team got the ghost motorcycle career scroll, he got it from someone else. How stupid was this person at the time? How could he give such a good scroll to others?
, I heard that only one bottle of three-star evolution potion was replaced. Alas, look at the current ghost convoy, the boss is already a six-star evolver, and the weakest among his subordinates is four-star. Every time he goes hunting, he can hunt a large number of them.
Mutated life is amazing!"
"Hmph." The strong man who was called the leader by the guards smiled coldly: "Value has different manifestations in different periods. How do you know that the person who gave him the scroll is now worse off than him?
?Perhaps he has already relied on evolving into a three-star evolver earlier and has become a great master!"
At this stage, the only ones who can be called great masters are the seven-star evolvers.
The guard didn't agree, but he didn't dare to argue with the leader. He could only shrug behind his back to express his attitude.
"Also, although the Ghost Convoy is strong, in Jicheng, our Hung Hom Free Army is the boss. You must remember it clearly!"
The leader reprimanded his two subordinates, and waved his hand after seeing that they all lowered their heads and said nothing, "Go down and guard the door for them, and ask them to pay taxes according to the rules! If you are short of a penny, I will kick you to death!"
The two guards quickly got down the huge and heavy gate, led their men to open the small passage on the gate, let the ghost convoy in, and made them pay the city entry tax stipulated by the Hung Hom Free Army.
Looking at the noisy and proud convoy entering the city below, the leader folded his arms and watched quietly.
Perhaps sensing the gazes of others, the captain of the ghost team, who was riding the most dazzling blue motorcycle with a steering wheel, raised his head and met the leader's eyes.
The two of them looked at each other for a few seconds. The boss of the ghost motorcade curled up his lips and nodded, saying hello. At this time, the team's fees had been paid and the inspection had passed. These ghost motorcycles silently entered the road leading to Jicheng.
road, and in a few minutes, they will return to the human world.
After a while, two guards came up and reported to their leader. After hearing this, the leader gave a few more instructions, turned around and walked away.
"It seems something is not right, chief. Have you noticed anything?" A guard said, looking at the chief's back.
"I heard that my attempt to join the regular team this time was unsuccessful, and I have to continue to stay in our peripheral team."
"Hey, you don't want even a four-star evolved person? This Free Army is getting harder and harder to get into."
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Pushing open a creaking wooden door, Mo Lian's face lost the previous indifference, and instead showed a trace of disappointment. He lay slumped on the bed, and the wooden bed and door under him made similar sounds, plus
The simple furnishings in the room all illustrate the owner's predicament.
But suddenly Mo Lian straightened up his body. His four-star evolution level only took him a few tenths of a second to do this, but he immediately sat down slowly again.
Because a strange young man put a finger to his mouth, making a silent gesture, and Mo Lian confirmed that when he first noticed someone in the room starting to straighten up, the man was still in a corner.
But before he could stand still, this person was already face to face with him.
This difference can be instantly eliminated by others.
"Brother, you went to the wrong room."
Mo Lian forced himself to calm down. He sat on the wooden bed and tried to change his destiny.
He knew very well that his life was now in other people's hands.
Mo Lian didn't want to say that he was a member of the Hung Hom Free Army. Since this person dared to come in, he didn't care about his identity.
"I'm asking you to do a favor."
The young man in front of me said softly, "I need a complete list of positions above the battalion level of the formal troops of the Hung Hom Free Army. Can you give it to me?"
Mo Lian was stunned. He thought he was going to be robbed. There are too many such things in the apocalypse. Now there are powerful thieves and habitual bandits who specialize in sneaking into the bases of various forces to steal or plunder things. Many big forces will be targets.
, the Hung Hom Free Army is naturally no exception.
But this person just wants a list?
"The list must include names, positions, information about the troops under their command, as well as their residence and security status."
The young man seemed to understand Mo Lian's question and added.
"Brother, this is a bit hard for you." Mo Lian said with a bitter look on his face, "You know, I am just a peripheral member. If you want a list, I will work hard and maybe get you a copy, but your other
The requirements are really beyond my reach."
The young man tilted his head and said, "You don't know, but your brother does."
Hearing this sentence, Mo Lian's body trembled!
This is his biggest secret!
He also has a half-brother who is also in Jicheng and is a regular soldier of the Free Army! Although he does not hold a high position, he is also the deputy commander of a main battalion.
The two brothers secretly took care of each other and used their status as the leader of the Morian Gate Guards to gain many benefits.
No one except their parents and relatives knew about this, but these people died as early as the day the end of the world began!
And how did this person know?!
"this……"
"Actually, I can also find someone else. Your value is not as high as you think. You are not qualified to bargain. Do you know that?"
Mo Lian gritted his teeth and nodded helplessly.
The thing this person wants to inquire about is really not too confidential. It is probably only the personal security situation of these middle-level personnel who have some difficulties. For the rest, just pay a little attention.
"Okay, I promise you! Give me a few days!"
"No, you don't have that much time. I need to know this in two days. Remember, I just want it to be roughly accurate."
The young man patted Mo Lian's shoulder. The gate guard felt a pain there. He turned around and found that the white armor on his body had been pierced with a small hole on the shoulder, and a trace of blood seeped out.
He was startled and stood up in panic.
"I have to have some backup, have you heard of Mo Kuihua? Just like your last name, what was injected into your body just now is the juice from Mo Kuihua seeds. It is a chronic toxin that can only be detoxified by advanced detoxification agents.
, you give me what you want, I’ll give you a bottle of advanced antidote, and our deal is over, how about that?”
Mo Kuihua and Mo Lian have naturally heard of it. These are common mutant plants in the apocalypse. Their levels are generally not high, but they are indeed poisonous, so few evolvers touch them.
"Look at your belly."
The young man once again saw through the doubtful thoughts in his heart.
Mo Lian didn't care anymore. A needle could easily break through white-level armor, so he wouldn't take advantage of this opportunity to make a sneak attack.
He took off his armor and took a look. Some black spots began to appear in the center of his abdomen. They were not big yet, but they were quite numerous, with hundreds of them densely packed.
"Of course, there is another way, which is to get a bottle of high-level antidote yourself. Then you can tell your brother in the Free Army about me being here and ask him to capture me and hand him over for meritorious service."
"No, I believe..." Mo Lian's voice was a little hoarse. He completely believed that the young man opposite him had not lied to him, because he didn't need it at all, and the high-level detoxification potion was now worth the same as a five-star evolution potion. If he could get it
Even if that's the case, he won't still be a four-star evolver.
"Very good, the first deal is concluded, let's move on to the second deal."
"the second?"
The young man nodded, "Do you know about Anglas earrings?"
Mo Lian shook his head, he had never heard of it.
"Well, go ask your brother. If he doesn't know, just ask around. Don't force it. Once you figure it out, I'll give you a bottle of five-star evolution potion. If you can't figure it out, it doesn't matter."
Faced with such a person, Mo Lian had no choice but to agree.
"The third transaction, this requires me to meet your brother, on the day you give me the answer to the first transaction."
The young man was talking to himself, and then started the next sentence.
"The fourth transaction, I want to know the location where you or your brother obtained the ghost motorcycle career scroll."
Mo Lian was stunned. He instinctively felt that this was an opportunity to get out of the current predicament, although he didn't know what was special about the place where the ghost motorcycle scroll was found.
"You know all this?"
Everything this young man said was like a ghost that had been following the two brothers, as if he knew everything.
"Tell me, tell me, and I will give you a set of silver equipment."
Mo Lian's heart beat a few times unsatisfactorily. There was not a single piece of silver on his body, and everything on his body was of the white level. This was already the envy of many evolutionaries of the same level.
But he resisted his desire and refused to let go of this opportunity.
"No, this deal is at the end. If you don't agree, just kill me!"
The young man looked at him seriously for more than ten seconds, then nodded and said, "Okay."
Mo Lian felt relaxed and asked the question he was most concerned about: "Why me?"