Looking for me. Lee Austin instinctively held his lower back, stood up and left his seat, distanced himself, and looked at the man who spoke.
It was a young man with bright blond hair, a pair of sapphire eyes, handsome, elegant and indifferent. He stood in the dirty and chaotic bar, like a bright white rose blooming in the quagmire.
Such a dazzling man entered the bar, and no one noticed?
Lee Austin stared at the young man in white as snow, his pupils stained as pale as granite, and shouted in a deep voice:
"Who are you?"
As an experienced poison master, he instinctively felt the danger. He asked questions to delay time. It only took two seconds, and the petrification skill would be activated after two seconds.
Regardless of whether the man in the white suit is friend or foe, it is right to control him first.
"After reading it, you are definitely Austin." The blond man nodded slightly, then picked up the glass from the bar and threw it casually. There was a bang from the ceiling, and the surveillance probe was smashed.
Then, he raised his hand and pinched Lee Austin's neck. There was a "click" sound, and Lee Austin's neck was bent.
At the same time, Zhang Yuanqing, who was disguised as a handsome blond boy, raised his left hand and flicked it on his chest.
"puff!"
The force penetrated his chest, and a blood arrow spurted out from behind, splashing on the drinker next to him.
Lee Austin's thick lips trembled, the pale color in his pupils extinguished, and a Level 3 Breaking Bad actor died like this, without even having time to say his last words.
The bartender behind the bar was wiping his glass and turned a blind eye to this scene.
The drinker who was splashed with blood did not react and continued drinking.
Zhang Yuanqing pulled out the large-caliber pistol from Lee Austin's waist, pointed it at the bartender's head and shot twice.
"Bang bang!"
The bartender's head was like a torn watermelon, his skull was opened, white and red splattered, his body tilted, and he fell heavily.
Zhang Yuanqing took out his mobile phone and took a video of Lee Austin's body. Then he put away the mobile phone, removed the illusion, pointed the gun at the ceiling, and pulled the trigger.
The loud sound of gunshots drowned out the noise. The patrons and prostitutes in the bar were suddenly startled, squatting down with their heads in their hands, or looking for cover, which was so skillful that it made people feel distressed.
The gangsters watching the scene in the bar took out their pistols and pointed the black muzzles at the young man in the white suit.
Suddenly, these gangsters seemed to have lost hope in life. They aimed their guns at their temples with numb expressions and pulled the triggers.
Amidst the continuous gunfire, the gangsters fell down one by one.
At this time, Zhang Yuanqing turned his head slightly and looked inside the bar, sensing an extreme malice and anger approaching.
He is the enemy of the Saint Realm.
There were too many ordinary people in the bar. He immediately used the illusionist's emotional manipulation ability to create panic, causing the guests in the bar to lose their minds, rush to the door in terror, and flee screaming.
In the corridor leading to the interior of the bar, a black shadow shot out.
This is a half-human, half-animal monster with a human body, but the head on its neck is the head of a hellhound. Its fierce eyes are blood red and violent, and its bloody mouth full of sharp fangs spits out wisps of corrosion.
Extremely potent black smoke.
Aberrant!
Zhang Yuanqing's mind quickly flashed through the information about the aberrations. The core skill of the aberrations is the word "distortion". A certain part of their body will be deformed, and thus they will have corresponding extraordinary abilities.
This is similar to the sorcerer's transformation, but once the deformed person becomes deformed, he cannot return to his normal human appearance.
In the Middle Ages, most legends about demons originated from aberrations.
In addition, the aberrants also have "poison smoke" and "demon" skills. The former is a strong corrosive toxin, and the latter is a physical bonus. The passive skill is "cold blood", which keeps the aberrants in a state of calm forever.
There will be no compassion or loss of reason.
This passive skill counteracts the illusionist's mental manipulation.
"Devil Dog" Henry, who rushed out of the passage, quickly glanced at the bar, ignoring the customers who were running away in panic, and fixed his eyes on the bartender and Lee Austin's body.
He immediately looked at the young man in a white suit in front of the bar. His throat bulged, he opened his mouth and spit out a black mist as thick as syrup.
Zhang Yuanqing ducked sideways.
The black mist shot away and hit the floor covered with wine, making a deep crater with a hissing sound.
"Devil Dog" Henry's throat bulged again, and he was about to launch black mist when the enemy's figure suddenly disappeared from his field of vision. The blond young man with blue eyes disappeared.
The next second, he felt a sharp pain in his chest. When he looked down, a black and white short blade stabbed out from the back of his heart.
He only had time to let out an angry and unwilling roar before his body quickly shriveled up and his soul and vitality disappeared.
"Level 4 aberrations are not challenging." Zhang Yuanqing muttered, raised his hand, snapped his fingers, and turned into dreamlike starlight.
The next day, eleven o'clock at noon.
In Queens District, outside the restaurant, Zhang Yuanqing came alone, disguised as an ordinary-looking white young man, standing on the street, looking inside the restaurant.
He carefully sensed the emotions of the old white man Kevin in the private room of the restaurant.
Nervous, looking forward to it, impatient, no problem. Zhang Yuanqing nodded slightly and entered the restaurant.
Now that he is a casual cultivator, he must be careful in any action he takes. He must be on guard that the actions in the bar last night have attracted the attention of Heavenly Punishment. The Heavenly Punishment Enforcement Department followed the clues and found Kevin. Today's meeting is to invite you to the urn.
Or maybe it's the game of the Bio-Alchemy Society.
Although the possibility of both is very small, we have to guard against it.
Entering the restaurant, he first went to the toilet, changed back to his "Zhang Qingyang" appearance, and then opened the private room door with ease.
In the same small private room, in the same position, the old white man Kevin sat anxiously and nervously, glancing at the door of the private room from time to time, and drinking coffee more and more frequently.
He took another sip of coffee and subconsciously looked at the door. This time, he saw the door to the private room opened and the bounty hunter from a foreign country walked in yesterday.
Kevin's eyes lit up, he raised his butt uneasily, and stared at the bounty hunter.
Zhang Yuanqing glanced across the private room, paused briefly on the two suitcases at Kevin's feet, then pulled out a chair and sat down, put his phone on the table, unlocked it, and pushed it to Kevin:
"The task is completed, please accept it!"
Kevin almost grabbed the phone and clicked on the video with a sullen face.
The video only lasted for five seconds. Lee Austin's body was lying on the ground with blood dripping from his chest. The photographer kicked the body with his feet to ensure the authenticity of the video.
He watched the short five-second video more than a dozen times.
After a long time, Kevin put down his phone, looked at the young bounty hunter with bloodshot eyes, and said:
"I have my own channel and I want to verify it."
"This is your freedom." Zhang Yuanqing nodded and murmured in his heart: The King of Fear would be very happy if he heard this.
Kevin took out his cell phone and dialed the police sergeant's number.
"Old man, did the police department catch that bastard Lee Austin?"
"Oh, my old friend, you don't have to look for Austin from now on, because he was killed last night. You can have a good sleep."
Kevin hung up the phone silently.
He took a deep breath, as if to suppress some emotion, raised his hand, asked the bodyguard to place the two silver suitcases on the table, and said:
"You are an excellent bounty hunter. Take your reward. This is the most cost-effective business I have ever done in my life. Thank you!"
Zhang Yuanqing opened his suitcase with a snap, and the bundles of grass-green bills were enchanting.
"Happy cooperation!" He closed the box without verifying the authenticity and said with a smile: "You are a smart businessman and you should know the consequences of giving me counterfeit money."
Kevin nodded, shrugged, and smiled: "I have asked the chef to prepare lunch, but now I just want to be alone for a while."
Zhang Yuanqing sensed the other party's emotions and smiled: "Goodbye."
He carried two suitcases and left the private room elegantly.
As the door of the private room closed, Kevin's upright posture suddenly collapsed. He leaned back on the chair, lowered his head, held his face in his hands, and his shoulders trembled.
A hoarse cry came from between the fingers.
New York County Bank Headquarters Building, 104th floor, Minister's Office.
Asano Ryo, wearing a small suit and white shirt, stood with his back straight and said:
"Minister Wei Ni, I have sent you the list of Yuanshi Tianzun's gang members. Regarding Yuanshi Tianzun's relics, I have found out clearly. On the eve of the trial, Fu Qingyang and Guan Ya visited him. All the relics of Yuanshi Tianzun were given to him.
Two people received it, but other gang members did not receive it."
After a pause, she added: "I didn't find any information about the portable speakers. In addition, according to Guan Ya, Yuanshi Tianzun did not leave the Demon Lord's props to them, and should have returned to the spiritual realm with his death.
"
Winnie Berendt, who has returned to the spiritual realm, had a flash of disappointment and sadness in her beautiful eyes, "I know Fu Qingyang, who is Guan Ya?"
"She is Fu Qingyang's cousin and Yuanshi Tianzun's girlfriend."
Minister Wei Ni nodded slightly, did not continue the topic of Demon Lord and Yuanshi Tianzun, and instead said:
"Now go to the 106th floor, conference room 6, there is a meeting that you need to attend."
She didn't explain why and just lowered her head to read the document.
Asano Ryo knew it was time to leave and bowed to retreat.
After leaving the office, Asano Ryo called Emma, the assistant minister, and told her that he was going to the 106th floor for a meeting.
Emma said: "The Bacchus Club and the Merchant Guild are fighting fiercely, and Heavenly Punishment is involved. It is a time when we are short of manpower. Your next job is to cooperate with the enforcement department to investigate the case and arrest the criminals."
Asano Ryo said: "Yes!"
After hanging up the phone, she took the elevator to Conference Room 6 on the 106th floor.
This is a small conference room. There are more than a dozen executives sitting around the long conference table. A middle-aged man with a slicked back hair is standing in front of the projection screen, saying something in a low tone.
Seeing Asano Ryo coming in, he glanced at the work badge hanging on her chest, pointed to a seat for her to sit on, and continued:
"The surveillance at the scene was destroyed, but according to the witnesses' confessions, traces at the scene, and analysis of the autopsy reports, the person who killed Henry the Cerberus and Lee Austin was proficient in illusions and could manipulate emotions. He was suspected to be an illusionist from the second district.
But judging from his powerful melee fighting ability, he looks like a night wandering god."
Lee Austin was killed? Yuan Shijun moved so fast. Asano Ryo was taken aback, and habitually lowered his head to avoid the scout's Insight Technique, even though there were no scouts at the scene.
[Ryo Asano: Mr. Yuanshi, Tianpu has noticed your actions last night. They may investigate you, but the internal analysis of the execution department believes that you are not an enemy yet, so the investigation intensity will not be too great. 】
[Ryo Asano: I have reported to Minister Winnie according to your instructions, and she really didn’t ask any more questions.]
[Master Tongtian: Well done, Liangjiang, your next task is to get close to Wei Ni and win her trust. Assisting the Enforcement Department in arresting criminals is an opportunity. If you have the opportunity to be promoted through meritorious service, I will help you. 】
[Asano Ryo: Yes, I will definitely not disappoint your expectations.]
[Master Tongtian: Liangjiang, the organization has just entrusted you with something. Enter the database of Tianpu and search for a person named Chen Shu. If you have any information, please reply to me immediately. 】
【Asano Ryo:Understood.】
At a snack shop in Chinatown, Zhang Yuanqing put down his mobile phone, picked up crystal shrimp dumplings, stuffed them into his mouth and chewed them slowly.
After finishing a stack of shrimp dumplings, he ordered a bowl of wontons. While eating, he opened the Bounty Hunter app and logged into the backend.
The background showed that the task had been completed. He successfully passed the assessment and officially became a bronze hunter, and could take on tasks within 10 points.
Zhang Yuanqing returned to the main interface, browsed the bounty tasks, and found that there were many bounties for hunting members of the Dionysian Club, Merchant Guild, and Heavenly Punishment overnight.
This should be lawful, with evil organizations offering bounties to each other.
These tasks are mainly about the two sides fighting for civilian cultivators, which also shows that the conflict between the two camps has become more intense.
"Let me see if there are any tasks I can take on."
Zhang Yuanqing swiped the screen and scrolled to the bottom. There were many and complex tasks under 10 points, including debt collection, searching for people, stealing, responsible for security, and even instigating murder, rape, and bank robbery.
It's definitely not worth touching the legal and moral bottom line for those points.
Even the evil profession is unwilling to do it because the reward amount is too small and the moral value is very expensive.
"Let's start with low-level tasks such as debt collection and finding people." Zhang Yuanqing casually accepted the debt collection task, put down his mobile phone, and took a few bites of noodles. As soon as he finished the bowl of noodles, Asano Ryo's reply came.
[Ryo Asano: I found Chen Shu’s information. There’s a lot of content. I’ll send you a document.]