As a black shop owner, vision is the most basic quality.
The old man looked at it for a long time, closed his eyes, thought for a while, and couldn't help but speak: "Your 'Tiger Fighting Technique' is very good, but there is a strange feeling! I can't explain it!"
"The parts that could involve mysterious power have been bypassed and replaced with more complicated and refined content, using muscle power instead. It has a somewhat unnatural taste...right?"
Fang Xian secretly rolled his eyes. This world doesn't even recognize such things as true anger.
"Yes, that's the feeling! But I have to admit that it has reached a certain extreme in finding weaknesses and fatal blows, as well as that exquisite method of exercising... What it is really suitable for is not [
Warriors] or [Assassins], but ordinary people! In other words, special soldiers with strict training."
"Yes, universality is its greatest advantage."
Fang Xian smiled and rubbed his right thumb and index finger: "Then should we discuss the price issue next?"
The old man's expression changed. He felt that he seemed to be too obsessed and showed something, and his face suddenly became serious.
…
Half an hour later.
Fang Xian took a money bag and walked out of the tent with a smile on his face.
Behind him, the old man had a speechless expression on his face: 'Why does it feel like this little guy has changed? What a young lamb he was before, how come he has become a vampire now?'
His eyes narrowed slightly: "If it weren't for the fluctuations of soul confusion, I would have doubted whether his body was occupied by other creatures, or was influenced by a great being..."
After thinking about it, the old man looked at the pile of drafts in his hand, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face: "Forget it... Regardless of this, the organization will be very interested in getting this information... Maybe I can get enough credit.
, apply for transfer from this position..."
"A piece of information was sold for 100 gold fishes, and this accompaniment...it's not bad..."
After walking out of the park, Fang Xian touched his arms and found a voodoo doll, which was said to be the legacy of a real gypsy witch and was filled with the power of a curse.
But in fact, the power of the curse on this doll is true, but it is very weak.
If it were used on an ordinary person, to the extent that it would make the other person sneeze at most, its value would be greatly reduced, and it would go from being a convenient tool for sinister people to a junky thing like a prank prop.
Fang Xian was keenly aware of the weakening power of the curse above, and righteously condemned the old man's attempt to use it to pay off most of the gold, and successfully used it as an add-on to the transaction.
"The power of the curse is very weak, but I may have a bonus in casting curses. You can give it a try..."
Fang Xian returned to the dock area, thought for a moment, and instead of going to the apartment, turned towards the warehouse.
As far as he knew, there was a stronghold of the White Wolf Gang in an abandoned warehouse.
If you're lucky, you might be able to hear some news.
In the night, Fang Xian's body gradually became hazy, the same color as the surrounding buildings, and gradually became transparent.
——[Invisible Skin]
This was the camouflage of a transcendent chameleon. After putting on such a layer of camouflage, Fang Xian stepped forward and began to run wildly.
Whoosh!
After a run-up, he climbed up the wall and used his huge explosive power to jump between the roofs of various buildings.
The extraordinary level of control allows him to make only a slight sound every time he places his foot, just like a cat.
It didn't take long for the warehouse area of the dock to arrive.
…
In a certain warehouse.
White Wolf Gang stronghold.
"Your Excellency Karl Hepburn, please come in!"
A young man with fair skin, blond hair and blue eyes was invited into the temporarily renovated office.
The boss of the White Wolf Gang, Fels, who was sitting behind his desk and looking at a document, raised his head and said in a low voice: "The mission failed... You concealed the target's information. He is not the first-level mystic at all.
!Unfortunately...for this reason, the agreement between us will be invalidated..."
"I just got the news today that Daniel Roland applied for graduation... His promotion happened yesterday. It was an accident, an accident that none of us want to see."
Karl Hepburn's momentum remains authentic.
Snapped!
Fels put his hands on the desk and stood up suddenly, like a lion entering a predatory state: "I don't care so much, Karl, you broke the rules, you know?"
He pointed outside: "The reason why my White Wolf Gang can survive here is not only because of the hard work of my subordinates, but also because I abide by the rules and pay not a penny in protection fees, and... absolutely not
To touch some dangerous areas, and a student who was expelled from the mysterious academy is completely different from an outstanding graduate... Damn it, he is still a descendant of a noble family!"
Fels gasped and stared at Karl: "I'm telling you now, I won't do this business anymore, and the deposit will be doubled back to you!"
Snap!
Karl applauded, with a somewhat joking look on his face: "Wonderful speech, wise decision... But... can you really stop because of yourself? A graduate of the Mysterious Academy? His application has just been submitted and cannot be rejected, but there are ways to contain it...
...If a graduate has debts that he cannot repay, once it becomes a big problem, the impact will be very bad and the tutor will resent it. As for the aristocratic status...this will be solved by another person. You only need to transfer his debt contract to me!
"
Karl Hepburn continued: "You have no idea who the Roland family has provoked. The real big shot has not yet come forward, and what I have here is only a small part of the plan."
"You, an outstanding student of the Mysterious Academy, are just part of the plan?"
Fels looked ugly and wanted to plug his ears.
He knew that he was involved in a huge conspiracy vortex.
Even if it's just a small gang that wants to be a big shot's white glove, it might be rounded up by the police one day and thrown out as a scapegoat.
…
"Sure enough, it's not Daniel's fault but the Roland family's fault?"
"But this little aristocratic family seems to have encountered a financial crisis in the past two years and is in dire straits. How could it attract the attention of a really big shot?"
outside the warehouse.
A bat hung upside down by the window, then suddenly flew up, flapping its wings, and came to a plant.
There, an originally transparent figure emerged, muttering to himself.
——【Animal Friendly】
Using its ability, the rats, bats, etc. near the warehouse became Fang Xian's eyes and ears, allowing him to hear the conversation clearly.
"It seems... the Roland family still has some secrets?"
Fang Xian frowned: "There is some trouble..."
According to his true nature, he didn't want to care about this kind of thing, but after all, he took Daniel's body, even after death, and he had to repay it.