Tanyang City at night seems to be brightly lit, but in fact the only real liveliest areas are wine shops, gambling houses, brothels and music halls.
The lights in other neighborhoods have already been turned off, and most people have gone to bed.
The only place to find information about Basari's residence in Tanyang City is the Black Cross Sect's stronghold in the city - St. Raofa Church.
The Black Cross Sect is a very complex sect. They are different from the orthodox sects overseas in that they do not believe in God, but in a so-called true god called Shi Ye Tian.
The Ten Karma Heavens represent the ten sinful karmas that people will always face in life.
In the teachings of the Black Ten Sect, only by believing in the Ten Karma Heaven can one find a way to atone for one's sins.
Therefore, many people in the Black Ten Sect have had criminal experiences.
Many of them are even repeat offenders.
The Saint Luofa Church that Zhang Rongfang found was the real headquarters of the Black Ten Sect in Tanyang City.
Night time.
St. Luo Fei's Church is an I-shaped white building that reflects a faint fluorescence under the moonlight.
The towering cross at the top was plated with a layer of real silver, and now it glowed even more silvery.
There are groups of strong bearded guards patrolling the outside of the church.
These bearded men were dressed in black clothes and black turbans. Some held thick long sticks in their hands, and some wore hard leather gloves inlaid with metal on their bare hands.
Looking from a distance inside the church, one can vaguely hear bursts of chanting.
Zhang Rongfang was like a giant python in the darkness, quietly gliding through the shadowed corner.
He ignored the patrols outside and instead inserted his five fingers into the wall, using his eagle claw technique to forcefully dig holes into the smooth and hard wall.
Whoosh!
He jumped lightly and jumped from the top of the wall to the inside.
After landing, several guarding hounds smelled something and barked in this direction.
But before they could bark a few times, Zhang Ronggang had already taken a few quick steps, and in the blind spot of the patrolman's view, he was close to the shadow of the side corner of the church.
After waiting for a few seconds, he drilled into the crack of the door with one hand, and the powerful finger force of the Eagle Claw skill immediately dug a hole directly into the door lock.
The door clicked open, and in a flash, Zhang Rongfang had already walked in.
Closing the door with his backhand, he glanced at the wall, where a row of black hooded robes used by believers were hung.
After taking off one piece, Zhang Rongfang draped it over his body, took off the scarf, lowered his head and walked inside.
If Basari still stays in the city, then the most likely place for him to live is here.
At least Zhang Rongfang didn't think that old man was still interested in living in Lelou brothel at such an old age.
And even if it's not here, someone who knows Basari's whereabouts might be found here.
After entering the door, there is a gray and white corridor with brown patterned carpets and oil paintings hanging on the walls on both sides.
Zhang Rongfang walked all the way inside and soon met a waiter carrying a silver plate.
The waiter's skin is dark, whiter than black people, but darker than yellow people.
Seeing him walking towards him, the man was stunned for a moment. Then he seemed to have discovered something and opened his mouth to shout.
But before he could cry out, his eyes suddenly turned into blur.
The waiter's throat felt cold, and the air in his trachea mixed with blood surged out.
He fell to the ground weakly and frightened. Before the plate and food in his hand even hit the ground, Zhang Rongfang took them over.
Picking up a piece of pastry made from milk and putting it into his mouth, Zhang Rongfang gently placed the plate aside on the ground, shook off the blood on the dagger, and walked in calmly.
In fact, if the other person doesn't scream as soon as he opens his mouth, he is not planning to kill.
But there are not so many ifs in the world.
Passing through the corridor, there is a hidden room on the right, and faint voices can be heard from inside.
It's just that this voice is not a language that Zhang Rongfang can understand at all, but another internal language of the Black Ten Sect.
Daling has a vast territory, and there are many ethnic groups and countries that are constantly conquered and integrated. The languages of each ethnic group are also unique, making it extremely difficult to integrate.
Zhang Rongfang frowned, he had not thought of this before coming.
But now that you are here, if you search carefully, you can always find some people who can speak Daling Mandarin.
Standing in front of the door and listening carefully, he paused and made sure there were only two people inside.
A scoff.
In an instant, he pushed the door open, jumped forward, and slipped behind the curtains of the room like a ghost.
On the carpet in the room, two bearded men were sitting cross-legged.
The two looked over in astonishment.
There was no one at the door.
One person stood up immediately, muttered a few words, and was about to close the door.
Suddenly, he heard a slight hissing sound behind him and turned around in confusion.
It's a pity that he can't see anything.
A cold hand covered his eyes.
At the same time, the other hand gently caressed his throat and neck.
"Can you speak Daling Mandarin?" Zhang Rongfang asked in a suppressed voice.
"...I will... I will! Spare your life, hero!" The bearded man was trembling like chaff and did not dare to move.
"Very good." Zhang Rongfang sighed softly.
Behind him, another bearded man sitting on the carpet had his neck broken in half and fell to the ground, bleeding.
This man just tried to resist, but he had no choice but to kill him in one fell swoop.
There's no way around it, this guy's skills are not weak, and he can shoot at least four levels of speed.
Zhang Rongfang was helpless. In order to avoid exposing himself, he could only kill people ruthlessly.
In a flash of lightning and flint, he realized how strong he was at this time.
If we purely count the number of times he has broken the limit, he is now considered a seventh-level master.
Although there is only one superior martial art, which is the Rejuvenation and Purification Code of the Great Dao Sect.
But the increase brought about by breaking the limit seven times is ultimately far more powerful than that of the fourth grade.
In this realistic martial arts society where the first rank requires at least three years, the seventh rank represents at least ten plus eighteen years of hard work.
And those who can practice martial arts for twenty-eight years and reach the seventh level are absolutely at the top of any force.
Even if the level increase becomes weaker and weaker in the future, the actual battle is far beyond the reach of ordinary people.
"Now, answer my question." Zhang Rong looked calm and whispered in the other person's ear.
"Elder Basari, where do you live?"
"Basari... Elder Basari lives at No. 10, Yinsha House! Right...in this church!" The bearded man replied quickly, trembling all over.
"It seems I'm lucky. Do you know what he came to the city for?" Zhang Rongfang sighed.
If everything goes well, this time we can get rid of this old man once and for all.
"I don't know...but I heard that it was to investigate information about Hai Long and the Lin family! You also know that our Black Ten Sect is best at intelligence." The bearded man said quickly.
"Take me there." Zhang Rongfang let go of the other person's eyes.
"Okay..." Click.
Suddenly there was a crisp sound, and the bearded man's neck was twisted and turned 360 degrees.
He was stunned, then immediately fell to his knees and became silent.
Zhang Rongfang wiped the dagger on his clothes and left the room.
The man wanted to shout just now, but unfortunately, the muscles in his throat exposed his intention.
To prevent exposure, Zhang Rongfang had no choice but to kill him.
After leaving the room, he continued inside, and not long after, he met two more maids.
This time, I was lucky.
After squeezing one maid to death, he stroked the neck of another and promised to take him there.
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Basari sat quietly at the desk, adjusted the glasses on his face, and carefully lowered his head to read a book on doctrinal scriptures that he had just received.
The author of this scripture work is an overseas Chinese, and the language used is not the universal Da Ling script, let alone the other two scripts he mastered.
So he could only use a dictionary to translate and read at the same time.
After watching for about ten minutes, he raised his head.
"Xiao Mo, bring me a cup of fine milk tea. I want it hot."
"Okay elder, do you want to add sugar?" came the response from outside the door.
"No, I want salt." Basari took a long breath.
"Yes." The sound of Xiao Mo's quickly leaving footsteps gradually faded away on the carpet.
After giving the instructions, he continued to lower his head, stabilized his glasses, and prepared to read.
Dang Dang Dang!!
Suddenly, there was the sound of rapid gong beating outside the window.
Someone was shouting and hurriedly saying something in the Hussi language.
The footsteps of people outside kept passing by, as if they were looking for something.
Basari's heart tightened, and after listening carefully for a while, the vigilance he had cultivated for a long time quickly took effect.
He stood up, put on his coat, picked up some important documents and money, turned around and walked towards the left wall of the room.
Walking to the wall, he reached out and touched under a whale-shaped oil lamp on the wall.
Buzz.
Suddenly, a round arched passage slowly opened on the wall.
This is a secret escape hatch to the outside.
Without hesitation, he quickly walked into the passage.
Buzz, the wall slowly recovered.
Bang!!
The door was knocked open, and Zhang Rongfang suddenly entered and looked at the wall that was slowly closing.
For a moment, his and Basari's eyes met at the same time.
Their eyes, one black and one yellow, paused at the same time.
At a distance of three meters, the crack in the wall was barely within reach, and it was already too late.
"You are dead!!" Basari was shocked, and his eyes quickly turned cold.
He never expected that Zhang Ying would dare to come to his door in person.
Although I don't know how this person got here, he can now sound the alarm from the secret passage. When the time comes, hundreds of people from all around will come to encircle and suppress him.
And a group of high-level experts who are stationed here in the church will also arrive one after another.
By then, it will be difficult for Zhang Ying to fly even if he has wings!
at this time.
Zhang Rongfang stepped forward and stepped heavily on the ground with the soles of his feet.
Bang.
Bang.
Bang!
Three steps in a row.
The flesh and blood of his right leg bulged and swelled with blood.
"Step back."
The pupils in Zhang Rongfang's eyes shrank, and the muscles all over Zhang Rongfang's body converged on his right leg like running water.
“Heavy Mountain!!!”
Suddenly, his right leg exploded with a scream, tearing the air, and bombarding the wall like a cannonball.
Boom!!!
The whole room shook and trembled.
Where the wall of the mechanism was about to close, a huge pit was kicked out on the spot.
The entire wall was smashed and tilted like a seesaw. There was no way to stop it and it could only be stuck in place, with the sound of gears rattling constantly.
Basari's face turned pale in the passage behind the wall, and he stared at this scene in shock.
Large pieces of gravel rained down from his face, the side of his neck, and his hands, leaving streaks of blood.
The wall was banged and finally tilted and fell to the ground.
At this point, the entrance to the passage is wide open.
Zhang Rongfang entered the passage, lightning slashed Basali's neck, and then he picked up the unconscious old man and rushed into the secret passage, where he quickly disappeared.