"Mute, go and wait at the door. The food truck will be here soon."
Sheya, who successfully became the "leader", ordered his newly recruited younger brother Li Rui.
It's midnight, but half of all the peripheral members are awake.
They don't need a normal schedule here, but because they have to be on call, someone must be awake 24 hours a day.
Just now, Sheya received a message on the walkie-talkie that the food delivery truck had returned from outside and asked someone to go outside to get it, so she subconsciously called her little brother.
Because Li Rui has always been taciturn, he was called mute by them.
He was happy to do this chore because it allowed him to go out and check things out.
After leaving the lounge, in principle Li Rui couldn't run around and should wait at the gate blocked by two cars. However, the management of this stronghold was very chaotic and no one cared about it. Anyway, in the eyes of the official members of the Blood Knife Alliance. , peripheral personnel just make up the numbers.
The purpose of letting them come here is not so much to defend against the enemy, but more importantly, to serve as cannon fodder.
Of course, many official members also survived as cannon fodder, provided that they did not die in the process.
No matter what, after Li Rui left the building, he held his breath and used the cover of night to sneak along the wall deep into the compound.
He summoned a faint mist to make his figure hazy without letting people notice the fog. After all, this kind of weather does not often appear in dry and chaotic lands.
However, no one looked into the yard. The sentry was mainly focused on the outside.
He passed through a field of used containers, several piles of building materials covered with tarpaulins, and finally came to another independent small building, and then pressed against the wall.
Walking along the shadows, to be honest, Li Rui was very used to it and didn't feel guilty. After all, he had to do things like unloading the electric fans in the elderly activity center in the middle of the night.
He glanced at the yard gate and sentry that were far away, and found that no one was paying attention, so he jumped up to the big tree next to him, and then clung to the window on the second floor.
The corridor was pitch dark, and there were three people sitting in the corner at the end playing cards. I don't know what they were playing, but it wasn't Landlords anyway.
The rooms on one side are all large iron doors with heavy locks hanging on them. Ordinary people will definitely not be able to open them. Even if an extraordinary person wants to open them, they will probably have to cause some noise.
Li Rui didn't dare to jump into the corridor. If he didn't rely on the fog, he didn't have any sneaking ability and would be discovered.
He jumped down from the tree lightly and walked around to the other side to take a look. Those rooms were all sealed with cement, and only the exhaust fans were turning silently.
"I don't know what kind of goods are inside."
Li Rui thought to himself that such conditions were not suitable for Tibetans. If they were traitors from the Cangyun Society who were to be handed over to other forces, they would not be placed in such a room.
But Liang Qiucheng's information is that the target seems to be here, or at least related to here.
He couldn't figure it out, but he couldn't waste any more time, so he went back downstairs to the peripheral staff, then trotted to the door and brought back several bags of food.
Bread, bacon, sausage, cheese, and raw vegetables with some kind of sauce.
If it weren't for carrying out a mission, Li Rui wouldn't even bother to look at this kind of thing. He doesn't pursue much material enjoyment, and the only thing he likes is to eat delicious food.
"Mute, where did you come from?"
Snake Eyes asked as he ate.
"Bancheville." Li Rui replied.
"Oh, next to the Dragon Kingdom."
Snake Eyes said, "No wonder, it would be much better to have a raincaller over there."
Someone next to me asked: "Have you been there too?"
"certainly."
Snake Eyes was quite pleased with himself, "There is a powerful character in that place called Blood Tiger. I've even seen him."
The two brothers, one at level 18 and the other at level 19, even looked up to Li Xiaolin, who was already at level 25 and well-known at that time.
The old Jianghu named Peng Si wanted to suppress the arrogance of the two brothers in order to ensure his position in this gang, so he coughed and said, "Really? But as far as I know, Xuehu is dead. "
"What?"
"The Blood Tiger is dead? It's impossible. There is no power in Bancheville. Who can kill him?"
Pence said: "I heard that he accepted a commission and went to the Dragon Kingdom before, and then no one saw him again. He must be dead. Could it be that he was captured alive?"
Bang Chi Bang Chi.
Everyone turned around and saw Li Rui nibbling on lettuce leaves.
At this time, someone else bubbled up: "In my opinion, Li Xiaolin is nothing at all."
Everyone turned around to look at the speaker, with disdain on their faces.
Although everyone here does not have the same level, it is estimated that none of them are above level 20. How dare you despise Li Xiaolin?
However, the man was not in a hurry: "I mean, there are more powerful guys who have been there recently."
It was late at night, and the TV was not good to watch. Everyone was interested in gossiping with each other, so they gradually gathered around.
"Do you know the soul-chasing witch? A woman named Lin Hong."
"I know, he is from the Fire Eagle, the killer guild. He seems to have formed a team with a few other people."
"Could it be said that they also"
"That's right."
The person who broke the news was even more proud. After all, possessing intelligence can be regarded as a kind of ability. "It's the same with them. They haven't been heard from since they went to Dragon Kingdom. Just recently, Fire Eagle is in a state of distress. I heard that the employer has a big background."
Bang Chi Bang Chi.
Li Rui started to nibble on another carrot.
"You kid, you just know how to eat!"
Snake Ya smiled and scolded, "You have to care about the important things on the road. Why are you so heartless?"
"Maybe he just doesn't understand," Snake Eyes said.
No one paid attention to a guy who was silent while eating.
"Don't make a fuss about it either."
Pence began to rely on his old age again, "Anyway, the three major countries, Dragon Kingdom, Western Kingdom, and Polar Alliance, are so powerful that even the Holy Blessing High Court cannot compare with them. It is normal for a few mercenaries to die there."
"Right."
Snake Ya probably realized that this old guy seemed to be trying to steal their limelight and came out to increase his presence. "Guys like the black-clad Death God are all in the Dragon Kingdom. In comparison, the Blood Tiger is really nothing."
There is also a gap between those who are nicknamed strong!
What animal is named after, dog, wolf, etc., is generally not as good as a priestly nickname.
And the specific images are not used casually. If it is a character that makes people fearful and frightened, it is easier to use words such as death, evil spirit, and ghost. If it is a camp like the Holy Blessing High Court, which at least superficially represents order, then It will be more glorious and upright.
As the saying goes, names can be wrong, but nicknames can't. After all, they represent other people's impressions.
Everyone's discussion gradually began to spread out, and it didn't take long for them to start commenting on the strongest people in the chaotic land. Just listening to the tone, you couldn't tell that they were just a bunch of low-level transcendent beings of more than ten levels. I'm afraid you would think that they were a bunch of people. The boss who controls the entire world.
Just when the interest was at its peak and the atmosphere was at its hottest, the intercom suddenly rang.
"Everyone come to the gate with weapons, now, immediately!"
(End of chapter)
