The wild land shrouded in the middle of the night is filled with a strange atmosphere.
Groups of hungry coyotes circled an abandoned farm in the middle of an isolated wilderness under the cover of night.
In the pitch-black situation, there is only one flickering light, hanging above the barn door beam, swinging slightly. The flames in the cover flicker and dim, and may go out at any time, like a lonely wind chime in the wind, calling the surroundings.
Wandering lonely ghosts.
On the dark road, a black horse, carrying a windbreaker escort, walked slowly towards the farm. He brought the second light in the dark night, and also alerted the wandering wolves, making the
Help the beast stay further away from the barn.
The two lights gradually came closer, and the black horse escort also stopped in front of the barn door.
The strong wind picked up, blowing his windbreaker, and also blowing an old man sitting in front of the barn door, smoking.
There was a peeling wooden table, and an old man was sitting behind it. He was only wearing a sleeveless vest. His hands were dark and dirty, as if he hadn't taken a shower for several days. His face was also,
Dirt is trapped under the wrinkled skin, and an unkempt beard is messy in the wind.
The sparks from the cigarette butt were flying, and the old man took a deep breath, and then looked at the dark horse escort in front of him.
"Not many people dare to come alone at night, aren't you afraid?"
After hearing this, the escort in windbreaker got off his horse, tied the horse to the side, took out a stool, and sat in front of the old man.
"Like most maverick people, I don't like to be in public, so I do important things at night."
Hearing these words, the half-old man burst into laughter, revealing a pair of black and yellow teeth.
"Adolf... you are really an interesting and courageous guy. If you had been born a few decades earlier, you would have had a place in this wild land in the east."
Adolf knocked on the table twice with his left hand, flicked the dust off the brim of his hat with his right hand, and said, "Let's get down to business! How much did you pay to sell me that book?"
"What book?" The old man was pretending.
""Pandera's Eternal Fire"..." Adolf said casually.
"Oh? I don't remember having this book in my hand." The half-old man was still grinning.
Adolf frowned, then reached into his pocket, took out a few coins and slapped them on the table.
"50 legal points..."
The old man reached out and took the coin back, then clasped his index finger on his cheek and said, "Well... I do have this book, but you came to me last time and didn't buy it."
"That's because I need to confirm something, and I've decided to buy it now." Adolf stared into the other person's eyes.
Hmm...
The half-old man pretended to be confused, then stretched out five fingers.
"Five francs? This is not the price you offered last time." Adolf reminded the other party.
"No, no, no...it's 50 farka!" The old man chuckled and said, "You know, you always have to pay a huge cost to hide the stolen goods."
When Adolf heard this, his whole face darkened: "Are you kidding me?"
"Maybe you can't accept the price, but you have to understand that the value of goods will change with demand. The first time you come here, this booklet is an inconspicuous piece of waste paper to me, but you come here one after another.
If you test this item, its value will be different. In any case, this item is very important to you, isn't it?"
Adolf was gradually losing his patience with this cunning man.
This is a black market operating in the wilderness, known only to criminals on the road. Adolf came to hunt for goods for the first time and accidentally discovered the book "Pander's Eternal Fire".
At that time, he suspected that the book was related to the secret sect exiles in the Shadowless Empire, and that it might contain higher-level secret information.
The mainstream religion of the Shadowless Empire is the extinct Zoroastrianism, a study organization that teaches the secret of "fire".
However, he had doubts in his heart and did not buy it. He felt that this kind of thing would not easily appear in the black market run by criminals and should be buried in the remains of the Zoroastrian Cult in the East Indian Continent.
But later, he learned the title of the Secret History book during his exchange with Abigail and confirmed the value of the book. So he took advantage of tonight to come to buy something again, but he didn't want to be fooled by the guy in front of him.
A dish.
"10 farka, this is my limit..." Adolf opened his coat, and the two muskets were very eye-catching.
"No, my friend, 50 farka is not a penny more, not a penny less. I guarantee that this price will not change before you leave." The black market boss had a tough attitude, "And, I hope you want to
Be clear, don’t do unnecessary things, no one wants to bleed for a few dollars, right?”
As soon as the man finished speaking, four or five flames suddenly lit up in the several broken farm houses around him that were about to collapse. It was obvious that there were people hiding inside.
If a black market boss dares to sit alone at the door in the middle of the night, waiting for buyers to come, there must be a group of thugs behind him.
"I'm doing business for the Konor Gang. I advise you not to think too much about other things and just do the business honestly."
Adolf glanced around the farm, put down his clothes, stared at the man in front of him and said: "So, you should know where Augusta is?"
The black market boss's smile disappeared immediately, and he looked at Adolf coldly: "You shouldn't ask about that person..."
As soon as he finished speaking, a distant wolf howl suddenly sounded deep in the silent night.
Woo~~~!
Neither of them spoke for a moment, and the atmosphere instantly became quite strange.
The next second, another wolf howl came from the night.
Then, the second sound! The third sound!
Woo~~! Woo~~!
More and more howls appeared one after another, as if a pack of hungry wild wolves had surrounded the farm and were getting closer!
The black market boss felt something strange, and then gunshots suddenly rang out in the dilapidated houses around him!
After that, someone was screaming, mixed with the whines of wild animals, and the sounds of fighting and fighting.
The gunshots became more intensive, and the screams became more and more frightening to the listeners.
Something broke through the glass and dilapidated walls, rushed into the house and began to bite the gunmen hiding in the dark.
The black market boss suddenly felt something bad. He hurriedly picked up the long shotgun from the side and quickly checked the bullets inside.
Suddenly, two black figures appeared from behind Adolf. They opened their sharp bloody mouths, biting a human with a broken body and pulling it out hard. The man's stomach had been bitten, dragging large pieces of scarlet blood and flesh along the way.
Block, miserably asked for help from the black market boss at the door of the barn.
The black market boss stood there dumbfounded, his skinny legs trembling.
It was only then that he was surprised to find that the windbreaker escort in front of him didn't panic at all even though his back was to two such ferocious beasts.
Bang!!
The wooden board next to it was broken, and a wolf-head got in without warning, biting the black market owner's thigh!
Ah~~~!
The other party screamed, and the gun went off and fired one round towards the roof. Then he escaped and was thrown to the ground by the wolf.
Suddenly, blood surged.
"Save me~~! Save me!!"
Facing the black market boss's request for help, Adolf stood up and slowly approached.
The wild wolf that was biting each other suddenly let go of its mouth, turned to look at Adolf, bared its teeth, and then let the black market boss go and turned around and rushed into the night.
Adolf squatted down, looked at the black market boss who had lost a piece of flesh on his waist, and asked calmly: "Is the book here?"
The black market boss groaned feebly and nodded with difficulty.
Adolf smiled with satisfaction and continued to ask: "Where is Augusta?"
The black market boss was as angry as a thread, and the fear in his eyes was about to dissipate like a candle in the wind.
He raised his hand and pointed tremblingly at Adolf's back.
Adolf turned around in confusion and looked out the barn door, seeing the outline of the mountains at night...
Behind the mountain was the emerald lake with rippling blue waves, and he seemed to hear the sound of steam.