When the bell tower rang ten times in a row, Yanjing became completely quiet. Even though the streets were as bright as day, at this time, except for the Hongmeng gambling venue, other places were basically closed, and even the regular Hongmeng gambling venue was closed.
——In this country where belief in the sun is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, gamblers believe that 12 o'clock at noon is the time to have the best luck, and patrons even think that piling during the day is the most cost-effective option (in fact, the physical strength during the day is also
indeed better).
To the northeast of the imperial court, when a group of patrol guards walked around the corner, Le Yu quickly passed through the street, and after climbing a few times, he came to a gloomy courtyard overgrown with weeds. But it was different from what he imagined.
Instead of quiet, there was a burst of noise.
I saw two warriors fighting in the courtyard. One of them was wearing a robe, a top hat, a gun bag tied to his trousers, and a terrifying meat saw knife on his waist; the other one was wearing a black and red hood.
, he seems to have no weapons, but it gives the impression that his whole body is covered with weapons.
However, these two people are not fighting, they are simply fighting - they don't even use fighting skills, they only rely on the power of fists and feet. You punch me and I punch you.
Le Yu wanted to rush over and shout, "Stop fighting, you can't kill someone like this."
Others seemed to have this idea too, and various provocative voices came from the swaying trees, the dry wells, the shadows of the big houses, and the dry ponds:
"Gouge his eyes and kick him in the crotch! Twist his fingers! Blow his nose out! Nujia, aren't you from the Rift Valley? How come you can't even defeat a blue man? What if Boss Shiweixian comes back and knows your tricks?
If you can’t beat me, you can’t beat anyone else, so just wait to be eaten by the boss!”
"That Tianji man's lower body is very weak, and there seems to be an old injury on his left knee. It's bone-piercing. Just hit his left foot! Just pierce his throat before he falls!"
"Tianji and Canglan are fighting like this? If you were in Youyun, you would have been fed to the dogs before you grew up!"
"If Youyun Dog has the seed, let's fight him!"
"Who is the dog barking at?"
“The dog is barking ‘who is the dog barking’!”
There was a lot of noise in the courtyard, but except for the two people fighting below, there was no one else at all. When the night wind blew through the dim courtyard, rustling sounds suddenly made the scene even more bizarre.
Le Yu found a random place to hide, wondering what on earth was going on.
"It's all caused by playing cards."
Le Yu was startled, then slowly turned his head, and found a middle-aged man wearing night clothes lying next to him. He was like a dead man, motionless before he spoke, and Le Yu couldn't be sure when he was hiding.
Although there was only thin moonlight here, we could still see that his face was extremely miserable, with several scars ruining his face to a mess, and it was even a bit uglier than Nero.
"How to say?"
"They came too early, and when they were bored, they came out to play cards and gamble. The loser refused to accept it, and the winner laughed at him? So they started fighting." The middle-aged man laughed and said, "Isn't it childish?"
"It's very childish."
"But it's actually normal? Even though they are all willing to come, who doesn't know that tonight is a narrow escape from death? Gambling, mating, and fighting are just ways of relaxing for these people who live on the edge of a knife all day long? After all, there is great terror between life and death? What if?
If you don't relax well, people's hearts will become abnormal sooner or later. What about you? How do you usually relax? Do you play cards?"
"I never play cards. I usually rely on writing novels to relieve stress. I love writing so much that I can't sleep unless I write 10,000 words every day." Le Yu said.
"Then you are quite perverted."
While they were chatting, the fight finally came to a winner: the man in the top hat carrying a meat saw kicked him over, but the man in the hood grabbed his ankles and spun around, throwing the man in the top hat against the wall.
It almost made a dent.
Cheers and yells suddenly erupted from the courtyard, and Leyu asked, "Who won and who lost?"
"The winner is the Brotherhood Death Warrior 'Nujia'? The loser is the Cursed Hunter 'Episode'. After all, most Cursed Hunters use weapons, and there are very few unarmed hunters, and the compulsory course for the Brotherhood Death Warriors is unarmed.
He is proficient in assassination and daggers, and even if he does not use combat tactics and relies solely on combat experience, it is difficult for a cursed hunter who often fights mountain barbarian monsters to defeat a brotherhood that specializes in killing people for a living." The middle-aged man talked eloquently,
They seem to be very familiar with these hidden forces.
"Their names are so weird."
"They are all code names. After joining these organizations, most people will take a name that fits the style of the organization and abandon their original names to avoid infringing on their relatives. The Brotherhood must be related to 'sin', while the Cursed Hunter is related to 'pain', killing
The code name of the Grass Messenger is linked to strength. The Three Guns Sect does not have this requirement, but every Three Guns disciple must be an orphan."
The middle-aged man glanced at Le Yu: "Aren't you Hidden Sword Assassins too? What's your code name?"
"My name is Yin Yin." Le Yu used the identity of Unit 2 without any pressure: "What about you?"
"Generally speaking, the code name is linked to the character's image." The middle-aged man said: "The dead brother of the Brotherhood named Nujia has an extremely vicious appearance, which makes people feel that he is angry at a glance; and the one named 'Bitter Bones'
'The Curse Hunter, his curse is probably related to the cold, that's why he was given such a title..."
"And I usually love to talk. When I talk, the scars on my face will become more hideous and uglier, so everyone calls me..."
Le Yu guessed: "Sang Biao?"
The middle-aged man glanced at him: "So everyone told me to talk less."
With that said, the middle-aged man stood up and walked out of the grass, clapped his hands and said loudly: "Okay, stop playing, it's almost the scheduled action time. Everyone is ready for the final battle. Take out the time tool to align the time. Let's press
Plan and act..."
"There is no one like you in the plan." In the shadows, someone asked coldly: "Besides, there are almost twice as many people here as there were at Midas... Are you cockroaches? How many days?
Can the reproduction be doubled?”
"There was an accident." The middle-aged man spread his hands and said: "In order to complete the task better, many good father-in-laws are willing to donate some manpower to support our activities, and our National Salvation Relief Association also has to squeeze out a group of people.
The manpower can be said to be both money and effort..."
really.
Le Yu knew that after Cha Huan made such a big fuss, the number of enemy invaders would definitely increase tonight. Unexpectedly, the number of enemies doubled. Cha Huan's side was probably about the same, and he didn't know if his old man's body and bones could bear it.
"According to the latest information, Qin Leyin has gone to the White Gold Tower to spend the night after 9 p.m. For safety reasons, and to complete the mission faster, better and stronger, tonight's operation requires a commander."
The young man said: "And this commander is me."
"Why?" someone immediately asked.
"Because I am the richest."
The courtyard suddenly became quiet, and a few sparse sneers slowly sounded: "Can you kill the enemy with money?"
"No, but I can use money to buy allies."
The middle-aged man snapped his fingers, and the courtyard suddenly became filled with panic. Even Le Yu's ice blood reacted - at least a dozen Fusion Realm warriors released murderous intent at the same time!
"Two-thirds of the people here will accept my leadership. You don't have to accept the others, but if something happens, don't expect us to save you." The middle-aged man said: "By the way, the remaining
The bottom third is not because we look down on you, but because there is something wrong with your contact information and we cannot give you money."
The questioner was silent, not sure whether he was thinking about how to respond or regretting not leaving the correct contact information. Anyway, Leyu regretted it now - he missed an opportunity for free prostitution!
"Who are you from the National Relief Association?"
There was a hint of respect in the questioner's voice, as if he had succumbed to the power of money, perhaps not hoping to make up for it.
The middle-aged man shrugged: "I usually like to talk a lot. When I talk, the scars on my face will become more hideous and ugly, so everyone calls me..."
"The ugly and nagging boss."
Boom!
At this moment, a dull thunder suddenly sounded from the sky and the earth.
Boom!
Everyone raised their heads and looked at the sky. The night sky was clear and there were not even a single dark cloud. Where did the thunder come from?
Boom!
When the third sound sounded, someone immediately leaned over to listen. However, the ground did not shake at all. It was not an earthquake!
Boom!
When the fourth sound sounded, everyone finally realized that it was not thunder.
This is the sound of footsteps!
And it's not the footsteps coming from the ground, but the shaking aftermath coming from the air!
"It's Cha Huan."
A figure suddenly appeared on the tallest tree in the courtyard. His eyes glowed with golden light, staring at the scene in the distance, and there was unconcealable horror in his voice:
