Later changes] As Li Feng entered the racecourse on foot, "Evil God" suddenly sighed:
“This place is really big!”
Hearing this, Li Feng suddenly became energetic and regained the feeling when his companion showed off to him, a rookie who had never been here before, and immediately replied:
"That's~~~"
This tone sounded like he was the owner of this western suburbs racecourse.
Li Feng stretched out his hand and pointed:
"There is a zoo there, which displays rare animals captured from various places in the mainland. However, I have never been there, Mr. Li... Most of the people who go there are rich people who bring their children here."
"There is a circus over there, and next to it is a story park. Well... there are usually a lot of people, so it's hard to queue up."
"The most open place in front, yes, the place as big as the stadium is the racecourse. It is the predecessor of the western suburbs racecourse. There are performances and competitions every day."
"Evil God, you don't know! My friend said that once, several well-known rich people in Kyushu City came to the racecourse together, and each of them spent a lot of money. As a result... there was a homeless man begging for food that day. I spent five copper yuan on a random horse racing ticket there, and ended up winning unexpectedly!"
"Win 146 gold yuan in one game! Haha, that's smoke coming out of the ancestral grave!"
"The homeless man became a millionaire and married a beautiful wife in her early 20s."
The evil god's voice was filled with disdain: "You believe this too?"
Li Feng suddenly became anxious when he saw that the other party didn't believe him despite his pretense:
"This is true! Everyone knows about the racecourse in the western suburbs!"
The Evil God sneered: "Even if this is true, it is just a marketing campaign for this western suburbs racecourse."
"Marketing?" Li Feng was a little unfamiliar with this term, and asked after being stunned:
"Lord Evil God, what is marketing?"
There was a hint of ridicule in the evil god's voice: "The Western Suburbs Racecourse deliberately created a story about a homeless man getting rich overnight, so that some fools could also want to get the luck of the protagonist..."
Li Feng immediately understood the meaning of "evil god", but he still refused to believe it and muttered in a low voice:
"You must be guessing, there is no evidence at all."
"Haha..." The Evil God laughed, changed the subject and asked:
"Let's leave this matter alone. I just want to ask you, how is the homeless man doing now?"
When Li Feng heard this, he immediately stopped and showed a thoughtful expression:
"I know this. That guy often came here to gamble and lost most of the money he won. Well...it seemed that he was deceived and lost all his money. His beautiful wife also ran away secretly."
"He hasn't appeared for a long time. I wonder if he is still alive."
The evil god suddenly laughed out loud: "Doesn't this explain the problem? The Western Suburbs Racecourse has recovered most of the marketing costs."
Li Feng was stunned when he heard the words. He didn't know why, but the more he thought about the evil god's words, the more reasonable he felt.
The evil god's voice was somewhat sighing: "Haha, wealth that is too easy to obtain is often easier to squander. Later, even if the results are a little better, he will become a homeless man again..."
"So what if the God of Luck favors him? He is a homeless man who begs for a living. With his ability, he is not worthy of having so much wealth. So what if he gets lucky and gets rich overnight? Even if you give him a large amount of property, what will happen? How? With his ability, he will definitely not be able to keep his wealth, and will only return to his original appearance. This is the way of heaven."
Li Feng was thoughtful after hearing this.
This time he did not speak, but walked silently, walking a little heavily.
After walking along the road for a long time, this time it was the evil god who spoke first.
"Huh?"
Li Feng looked up and saw two guys wearing Supervision Office uniforms passing by, and then he spat fiercely:
"Black dog!"
This nickname of the inspector is widely circulated among the people... Mo Zhi groaned in his heart, but he suppressed the source of the symbols hidden on Li Feng and remained silent until the two inspectors After the officer walked away, he asked:
"Why is there an inspection here... no, a black dog? Isn't this the property of the Webster family? If I remember correctly, the Webster family should not be in the same group as the inspection office. "
The Webster family is a radical faction represented by the Prime Minister. They advocate the use of Talisman and ideally eliminate Pandora's influence on the federal government. These factors inevitably determine that the Inspectorate, as a subsidiary agency of Pandora, is incompatible with the radical faction, and even has constant friction.
But right now, this situation is not quite right. Mobi can clearly feel the talismans of these two people. One is red level and the other is orange level. Neither of them can run away because they are punishers, and Looking at the two people walking side by side but casually, they looked more like patrol guards at the western suburbs racecourse than coming to investigate some case.
Li Feng was quick to speak and said immediately:
"Master Evil God, don't you even know this? This is really my first time at the Western Suburbs Racecourse."
"This is the territory of the Jiuzhou City Inspectorate. Well, I mean this is indeed the property of the Webster family, but it has always been guarded by the Inspectorate. They send special personnel and teams to take charge of the security here!"
"Indeed..." the evil god's voice came.
After Mobi heard what Li Feng said, he immediately read his relevant memory contents to confirm that he was not lying.
Is this place really covered by the Inspectorate?
Li Feng chuckled: "Since Lord Evil God doesn't know, then I'll explain it to you. I'm a frequent visitor here!"
"In our western suburbs racecourse, I think there are three types of people who cannot afford to offend!"
"Oh?" Mo Zhi was very interested in what he said.
Of course, what he was concerned about was not the problem itself. The three kinds of people he couldn't afford to offend were nothing to him. What he was more concerned about was the phenomenon that appeared when Li Feng said this.
He can use Fuyuan to access all of Li Feng's memories at any time. In other words, Li Feng is like a computer filled with movies, and he can read all movie archives instantly.
However, Mo Dashengzi had no way to deal with Li Feng's thinking process. For example, he could not read the answer from the other person's memory on the topic he was talking about. Obviously, Li Feng also obtained the answer after his own thinking and summary. The conclusion of these "three kinds of people".
In the memory, it does not directly show who these three people are, or even if there are some clues, it is impossible to determine the conclusion he is about to analyze and speak.
If we use this analogy... Mobi can read all the data on the hard drive of Li Feng's computer, but he can do nothing about the operation of the software on his computer.
This is probably the complexity of intelligent creatures like humans. You can understand all the memories in his consciousness, but you are not sure what he will do next. Maybe an abnormal excitement of nerves, maybe a stubborn thought, will Let his real-life stress behavior break away from his original habits.
This is easy to understand. For example, the anger that breaks out suddenly after being suppressed for a long time is unpredictable. You can never be sure at which second it will explode!
Perhaps, this is one of the drawbacks of the mind-dread ability... Mu Bo came to such a conclusion and felt that he had a deeper understanding of his own abilities.
After finishing this thought, Mo Zhi took back his thoughts. At this time, Li Feng had already finished his answer. The Great Sage Mo could look back at it from his memory.
Li Feng said:
"The first type of person who can't afford to offend at this western suburbs racecourse is the racecourse guards wearing black uniforms, called Black Hands! These people...well, these people are all thugs of the Webster family, They are all armed with guns and very skilled.”
"In this racecourse, no one who causes trouble will be taken care of by these black hands."
"Secondly, there are those dignitaries who even Black Hand has to go out to greet and protect. Haha, this is easy to understand. People who can be protected by Black Hand personally are naturally valued by the Webster family."
"The third type...are white shirts. I don't know much about these people, Lao Li. I just know that they seem to be the VIP customers of this racecourse. Once they enter the racecourse, they will be greeted by the service staff. Wear the white shirt used for the logo..."
"I don't know much about Bai Shi, Lao Li. I just heard from my friends that you should never stay away from these people."
.........This is what Li Feng said when Holy Son Mo was thinking just now.
The word "black hand" touched an unpredictable nerve like lightning, and quickly connected him to last night's assassination.
The dead orange-level contractor was dressed in black, with thin black leather gloves on his hands.
Is he the black hand?
Unpredictable quickly got the answer from Li Feng's memory.
Li Feng had seen gangsters, more than once. In a casino with a noisy environment and prone to trouble, there were quite a few gangsters.
They never speak easily, but stand silently like guards everywhere...
That's right, the orange-level contractor was wearing a black hand, and he was originally from this western suburbs racecourse!
In this case, it undoubtedly further proved Mo Zhi's original guess that the other party just wanted to lure him here.
The clue was not only the identity tag that contained three hundred taels of silver, but the other party didn't even change clothes that would reveal his identity.
...
Seemingly seeing no reaction from the "evil god", he even asked aloud:
"Evil God, are you listening?"
"Yes, yes!" Mo Zhi replied.
"The person in front is the one in white, outside the crowd." Li Feng shook his head and pointed in the direction of the "evil god", as if this being who could talk to him through the air was beside him.
Mo Zhi followed his direction and looked over, but he was suddenly confused.
The direction Li Feng pointed was a monkey mountain in the adjacent zoo. In the distance, dozens of monkeys could be seen jumping up and down on the rockery in a huge iron cage...
The white clothes Li Feng was talking about were exactly the staircase auditorium for viewing Monkey Mountain. The angle between the two of them was just right so that they could see part of the auditorium through the iron railings. Among them, there was a man sitting in a sleeveless white shirt with a quilt on him. He was extremely tall. woman.
She sat there, occupying two seats by herself.
The reason why Mu Zhi's head is covered with black lines is because this person is too familiar, it is the giant ape Tang Man.
As expected, this half-spirit-level venerable obeyed the orders of Second Young Master Qin and came to the western suburbs racecourse to help explore the way. However, no one could have imagined that this half-spirit would come in as a tourist without any scruples. look like.
That's right, Tang Man was half-spirited, so he didn't have to worry about anyone threatening him in broad daylight.
It's just...is this really right? Without even a hint of pretense, this is really an open investigation!
It’s a silly investigation...it’s so unpredictable that I almost don’t know whether to laugh or cry.
Moreover, as a half-spirit, Venerable Tang actually watched monkeys in the zoo, and looked at them with great interest, seeming to have forgotten the real purpose of coming here.
"Uh..." The evil god felt that his non-existent tongue was a little knotted.
Li Feng thought he was surprised by the giant ape's figure, so he made a joke with a sneer on his face:
"This woman... is really strong. I don't know if she has a husband, if so."
"His husband must be quite strong, otherwise he would have fallen apart."
"Haha..." Mu Zhi laughed silently and ordered Li Feng:
"Move forward! Get a closer look at her."
Li Feng was a little surprised: "The evil god is interested in women?"
"Stop talking nonsense!" Mo Zhi said casually.
.........
Li Feng had agreed to the unpredictable conditions a long time ago, so of course he listened to his words at this time and immediately walked towards Monkey Mountain pretending to be a tourist.
I found a corner where I could hide my identity. I could see more clearly this time. Venerable Tang was lying comfortably on his seat. Not only was he watching the relatives in the cage with great interest, he was also looking at them nonstop. Put a banana in your mouth.
Unexpectedly, I feel like I have some enlightenment.
That’s right, the same kind!
Tang Man's title is Giant Ape. Could it be that seeing monkeys has a blood-based closeness?
Or is this Tang Banling's emotional obsession or something?
Mu Zhi lowered his head and pondered for a few seconds, but suddenly his heart moved, and a bold idea came to his mind.
After thinking about it for two seconds, he looked through Li Feng's field of vision and locked his eyes on a vendor buying candy in the park. Then Li Feng said:
"Go to that vendor and ask him to do something for you!"
"What to do?" Li Feng asked.
"Give him some money and ask him to send a message to that strong woman." Mo Zhi ordered carefully.
Li Feng was stunned and thought for more than ten seconds in disbelief before murmuring:
"Evil God, it turns out you really like this type."
"Stop talking nonsense..." Mo Zhi was speechless again.
.........
Li Feng immediately stepped forward according to the instructions of Holy Son Mo, and spent only ten copper coins to get the vendor to happily agree, and the latter happily squeezed through the stands and went directly to Tang Man, who was half lying in the audience.
Unpredictability made Li Feng leave here and hide in a corner where Tang Man couldn't see. He squinted at Tang Banling's situation from a certain angle.
Under Tang Man's surprised expression, the vendor whispered something to her. Tang Man's huge body tensed up visibly, and the muscles on his body slowly emerged.
"What did you say, the Holy Son is here?" Tang Man grabbed the hawker's neck and shouted.
The vendor's face turned red and he quickly explained: "That's right, someone asked me to send you a message that...the Holy Son is here."
"Let me go quickly! I'm dying..."
Only then did Tang Man put him down, and while looking around the audience, he asked roughly:
"Who asked you to deliver the message?"
The vendor had regained his ability to speak after a violent cough. He pointed downwards and scanned the downwards with his eyes, trying to find the real culprit who almost killed him with ten copper coins.
However, he suddenly froze in place: "Huh? That person is gone."
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