This is a bar street, with a mixture of fish and dragons, busy traffic, and loud music every night, making it very lively.
Wu Xiaode got out of the car, held up the clown mask on his face, walked quickly, walked around the front of the street, and knocked on the small side door of a bar.
The camera on the door was pointed at him.
Wu Xiaode took out the card and waved it casually.
Waited for a few breaths.
The door opens.
Wu Xiaode walked in.
"Mr. Clown, you are quite unfamiliar," the waiter in charge said.
"I did come less often." Wu Xiaode said.
"Are you looking for fun, or are you doing business?"
"Do business."
"Please follow me." The waiter smiled.
It was only around eight o'clock in the evening, there were not many people in the venue, and the music was very soft.
Wu Xiaode followed the waiter all the way inside and entered a box deep in the bar.
"welcome."
A bald man wearing sunglasses was sitting on the sofa, smoking a cigar and raising his glass of wine towards Wu Xiaode.
There were five or six charming and beautiful women sitting on the sofa.
Several burly men stood or sat guarding the door, their faces full of fierce and unruly expressions.
"I need to buy some things." Wu Xiaode said.
The bald man drew a few random strokes in the void in front of him, and a soft female voice suddenly sounded in the box:
"Customer No. 3057, platinum card, year of use: four years, anonymous."
The bald man clicked his tongue twice, blew out a smoke ring and said: "This platinum card has not been used - you must still have a lot of money in your account - if you want to spend some money, my brother will take you to have fun all night today.
?”
"No need." Wu Xiaode said calmly.
"You sound like you are not yet eighteen years old. Tsk, being able to get this card means that you can spend the money on it as you like - come, how about I show you the truly prosperous side of the world?" said the bald man.
He grinned, revealing a mouth full of yellow and black rotten teeth.
"I said no," Wu Xiaode said.
The atmosphere suddenly became solemn.
"Go, get out, get out." The bald man waved to his side irritably.
Those beautiful girls stood up one after another and walked towards the door of the box.
The thugs surrounded Wu Xiaode.
"You kid——"
The bald man was about to say a few more harsh words, but suddenly stopped.
I saw the clown suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed lightly on the wall.
A handprint several inches deep appeared quietly.
In addition to cement, the area covered by the handprint also happened to have a steel decorative plate.
The steel decorative panels were also pressed into the wall——
It looks like it's made of paper.
The clown said nothing and sat there quietly, as if nothing had happened.
The bald man paused for a moment, then suddenly laughed and said: "Come on, good brother, it's our first time meeting, come and sit down, let's have a drink together -"
"What are you dumb girls doing here? Feifei, Xiaoxiao, and Lili, let's serve the distinguished guests together!"
The girls laughed and surrounded Wu Xiaode.
"I don't need these. I'm in a hurry and I have something to buy right away." Wu Xiaode's voice sounded from behind the clown mask.
"Okay, okay, it's up to you."
The bald man asked the girls to retreat, poured a glass of wine himself and handed it to Wu Xiaode, and then asked: "Brother, what do you want?"
"An identity."
"How long?"
"Seven days."
"Seven days?"
"Yes, my time is very precious. Seven days... is almost enough."
"No problem, come and choose."
The bald man snapped his fingers and said, "Qianqian, the twenty-first category of service provides holographic images for customers to choose from."
A burst of light and shadow suddenly appeared in the box, condensing into images of men with different appearances.
Wu Xiaode looked at these images and asked: "Are they reliable?"
"Absolutely reliable. These people are all with me. After you choose them, they will disappear for a day, and you will appear on the streets of the Empire State Number One as them -"
The bald man said in a serious tone: "Anything that happens on this day will be blamed on them, even if it is murder."
"I guess it's not cheap," Wu Xiaode said.
"Of course, because brother, you have card number 3057 and are our platinum customers, so you can enjoy such services - the price is naturally worthy of the service content," the bald man said.
Wu Xiaode looked towards those figures.
These people are tall or short, fat or thin, and of different ages.
"If I choose this fat man, is there any way for me to dress up as him?" Wu Xiaode pointed at a bald fat man and asked.
"Injections speed up cell metabolism and temporarily show an aging posture. There are also specialized modelers who will put fat glue on your body. There will never be any problems with facial modeling. Face masks can be directly generated; as for the pupils, they are also 3D printed.
Please feel free to use special optical contact lenses.”
"It's very professional, not bad, but how to deal with the height?" Wu Xiaode said.
"We have specialized martial arts masters who provide one-time bone reduction services. It's a bit painful, so you can choose a pain-free package." The bald man shrugged.
"Very good, I want this person's identity." Wu Xiaode said.
He pointed at a thin young man.
"Qianqian, read the data." The bald man said.
"Yes," the female voice began to read: "Name: Zhang Chen, a farmer in the first suburb of the capital, who has been farming in Plantation No. 51 until now."
"Innocent identity." The bald man said.
"Okay, it's him." Wu Xiaode said.
The box door opens.
Several men walked in, looked at Wu Xiaode and said, "Guest, please follow us to complete the modeling."
Wu Xiaode stood up.
The bald man also stood up, laughed and extended his hand: "Brother, welcome to the underground world. You are really outstanding. I seem to have seen a rising star."
Wu Xiaode held his hand and said, "Do you have any guns for sale?"
"Brother, it's hard to get a gun. It would be troublesome if we had that thing." The bald man said sincerely.
"Okay, I understand, thank you this time." Wu Xiaode said.
The bald man smiled and said, "You are always welcome."
Wu Xiaode followed those people out of the box.
After he left, the bald man breathed a huge sigh of relief, sat down on the sofa, grabbed the bottle of wine, drank a lot, and murmured in a low voice:
"Hell, it's really a hell, it almost scared me to death..."
One of the subordinates said in confusion: "Boss, it's just a fingerprint on the wall. Although this skill is good, it doesn't make you so polite."
Several other subordinates nodded in agreement.
The bald man tilted his neck and drank a lot. He drank the bottle of wine completely, and his face became a little more red.
He stood up, walked to the wall, and said in a low tone:
"Do you know why I am the boss and you are not?"
The thugs shook their heads in confusion.
"vision."
The bald man said, stretched out his hand and tapped lightly next to the handprint.
Crash--
Bricks and stones kept falling down, and the entire wall several meters high sank inwards.
The fingerprint from before is gone.
A giant handprint over one meter long and several meters deep appeared on the wall.
The bald man ignored the surprised shouts of his men and took a few steps back, looking at the huge and ferocious handprint.
The unconvinced subordinate before said tremblingly:
"Boss, what the hell is this? Just looking at it makes my legs tremble..."
The bald man snorted coldly and cursed: "You are a bunch of little bastards. Now you know how to be afraid. They don't even look at you. Now get out of here and do your work!"
The thugs were completely convinced now, and they bowed their heads and walked out of the box one by one.
Bang!
The box door is closed.
The bald man took out a handkerchief and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and murmured in a low voice:
"Damn, I was scared to death."
…
Under night.
Changhong Street is brightly lit and bustling with people.
Wu Xiaode walked slowly along the street, and suddenly looked towards the window of a shop.
News is being broadcast on the big screen in the window.
The dignified and elegant female host looked serious and said to the camera: "The murderer's methods were extremely cruel. The two victims were tied to chairs and burned alive... The murderer's name is: Wu Xiaode, who committed arson and murder. He is currently at large. Please invite the general public.
Be vigilant, special combat teams have been dispatched..."
Wu Xiaode stood still.
Two patrolmen in black uniforms walked past him without looking at him.
At this moment, Wu Xiaode's appearance had changed into a person named Zhang Chen.
Zhang Chen is a farmer in the suburbs. He has a clean identity and is extremely ordinary among the crowd. He will not attract anyone's attention at all.
Wu Xiaode's eyes flashed and he looked into the void.
The thick book with black cover was quietly opened, revealing a line of small ice crystal letters:
"Are you sure you want to issue a commission?"
"I'm sure."
Wu Xiaode said silently in his heart.
The opportunity to issue a commission is obtained when you complete the ancestral spirit.
Wu Xiaode plans to use it.
I will go to the Death Cave soon.
If Xia Huilan could be kept safe and sound, he would have less worries in his heart.
I saw a line of small words in ice crystal appear again on the Book of the Dead:
"Please find a remote, quiet, and uninhabited place so that this book can be commissioned on the wish wall."
Wu Xiaode thought for a while and remembered that there were several demolition areas in this urban area. The houses were half demolished and no one was inhabiting them anymore.
——Just go there.
Just as he was about to take steps, a piece of news on the big screen suddenly attracted his attention.
I saw the host reading: "The earthquake in the Western Ocean has just passed, but the coastal cities did not experience any tsunami. This is quite fortunate, but it also makes us feel strange."
"Now let's connect with the frontline reporters."
The camera turned.
I saw a middle-aged man standing on the causeway on the coast, with a helicopter parked next to him.
He held the microphone and said: "Friends in the audience, I am standing on the coast now, but the tsunami did not arrive as expected. As you can see, the sea is calm...wait a minute, that is a mirage!"
He turned sideways and pointed in the direction of the sea.
On the distant horizon, many huge shadows rose silently, spreading in all directions.
The middle-aged reporter gushed: "It's really spectacular. Everyone knows that a mirage is a virtual image formed by the refraction of light reflected by an object through the atmosphere. It is an optical illusion..."
His voice suddenly stopped.
Because the huge scene on the sea gradually became clear.
It was a huge palace complex shrouded in ice and snow.
On the walls of the palace complex, black skeletons stood one after another, holding various weapons, with dark will-o'-the-wisps flashing in their eyes, looking towards the coast.
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