"Rumble..."
Not long after Chen Xing left, the roar of an engine came from the underground, and then a huge drill broke out of the ground, spinning toward the sky at high speed, and then gradually stopped.
With a "clang" sound, the iron door fell down and bounced a few times on the ground. A heavy iron boot stepped on it, making a rattling sound.
"Don't step on my car, okay? Big can."
The black man said with some dissatisfaction. No matter how broken the thing is, it is still his holy weapon. Even if a black man doesn't care much about face, he still has dignity.
"Get out of here, nigga!"
The Canned Knight was chewing a big cigar under his T-shaped iron mask, his voice was rough and hoarse, and he seemed to be in a bad mood.
"Blind Hunting, how many people are there?"
The Canned Knight pointed to a gray cloth shed in the distance, turned to the blind blue-blooded man who lowered his head and got out of the cabin and asked.
"About more than two thousand people," the other party replied.
"Are you sure the target is inside?" Canned Knight asked gruffly.
"If the target leaves the crowd, it will re-enter my mental vision, so..." The blue-blooded man with a black cloth wrapped around his head nodded and saluted, "Please believe in my professional ability."
"You'd better make no mistake," said the Canned Knight, his voice a warning.
The blue-blooded man bowed his head and backed away, saying no more.
Then the Canned Knight looked in the direction of the market, was silent for a while, and said to the man in black behind him, "Shadow Soldier, I'll go in and find someone, and I'll leave this place to you."
The latter nodded.
"Captain Rhino, there are so many people here, how are you going to find them?" The gardener stepped forward with a mocking smile on his face.
"What can you do?" Rhino Knight asked with a frown.
"In our hometown, the best way to deal with rats hiding in holes is to use smoke." The gardener pointed to the market, "Throw a few acid bullets in and you will find the person immediately."
For a moment, the can knight's brows furrowed deeper, as if he was thinking about the feasibility of the gardener's plan.
"I object." The shadow soldier who had been silent suddenly said, "We must control the casualties, otherwise it will attract the attention of the mastermind."
"Tch!" The gardener said with disdain, "A sandstorm in Da Fangzhou kills hundreds of thousands of people a year, but she doesn't necessarily pay attention to it."
"Natural disasters are different from man-made disasters." Canned Knight agreed with Shadow Soldier.
Natural disasters are force majeure, but man-made disasters are controllable. Doing it too much may lead to the intervention of the mastermind.
"I don't care what you do, but I want to remind you that time is limited. Once the Bloody Queen arrives, it will be a problem for us to escape," the gardener said.
"I know." The Canned Knight nodded and strode towards the market.
Before entering, the Canned Knight put away his holy weapons and returned to his appearance as a middle-aged strong man.
Potato Peel, a small market on the border of the Principality of Norton, radiates to more than a hundred planting farms around it.
The market is on a sloping site, and there are makeshift stalls and tents everywhere.
"I want to place an order for 100 tons of wheat. Can it be cheaper?"
"I want two hundred tons of corn at a better price."
"Brothers, my price is already very cheap. If the price is lowered, we won't even be able to afford fertilizer, let alone pest control and hire a company to harvest..."
A group of vendors wearing various traveling robes gathered around the stall, bargaining with a farm uncle wearing suspender jeans that exposed his muscles.
It’s mid-August, a month away from the harvest season. Grain vendors from all over the country flocked in to place orders in advance.
"This price is 30% more expensive than last year. You guys are really unkind!" said a grain vendor.
"There's nothing we can do!" The farm uncle looked helpless. "You know, there is civil unrest in Longhe this year, prices continue to rise, and the grain harvest is not very good. It is also very difficult for us."
"At your price, I might as well go to Qingguo to place an order. Although it's a long way there and costs a lot of gas, it's still much cheaper than yours."
"Brother, don't say anything. You also know that this year is not peaceful. When you purchase goods in Qing Country, you have to pass through the central wilderness. There are many robbers on the road!"
"Plus the cost of mercenaries is cheaper than yours!"
"Boiled chicken breast, egg white, pure vegetable drink!" "Protein/powder, fresh goat milk, multigrain cake!"
Snack vendors weaved in and out of the crowd, shouting. The things they sell are also very Norton-specific. Muscular uncles don’t like junk food like hot dogs and beer, but only like healthy food that is helpful for muscles.
"Have some chicken breast."
"Two copper coins, thank you for your patronage."
The Can Knight grabbed the paper bag from the vendor and threw two coins.
As soon as he took a bite, he spat it out, "Damn it, it doesn't even contain salt. Is it for human consumption?"
He cursed, smashed the paper bag containing the chicken breasts on the roadside, and continued walking forward.
As soon as the Canned Knight left, one of the vendors gathered in front of the stall turned around, a glimmer of light flashing under his hood.
He was Chen Xing. After entering the market, he immediately bought a traveling robe and pretended to be a vendor to blend in with the crowd.
He has spent most of his life hiding here and there. Pretending to avoid is his specialty and he is very professional.
The Canned Knight searched around and left without finding anything.
"How is it going?"
Outside the market, people gathered around the Canned Knight and asked about the situation.
"There is no way, there are too many people." Canned Knight spread his hands to express his helplessness.
"Take me in." The blind hunter, holding a guide stick, stepped forward and said, "As long as the distance is close enough, I can tell the difference."
"No..." Canned Knight shook his head, "Our opponent is not a harmless little white rabbit, but a real wild wolf."
"He is proficient in hiding, sneak attacks, and creating traps. We can't afford to lose you." Canned Knight said. Once Chen Xing rises up in the dark, attacks the blind hunter, and then teleports away, the mission will completely fail.
"Hmph!" the gardener sneered, "I have already said that if you want to drive away mice in the hole, you can only use smoke!"
The canned knight looked at the shadow soldier, his eyes
With inquiries in it. Although Shadow Soldier's code name sounds despicable, he is the most powerful being in the team.
He didn't know the other person's real name, but he only knew that the other person was once one of the ten kings' servants. Shadow Soldier is not only a code name, but also the only name that walks in the world.
Facing the canned knight's gaze, Shadow Soldier nodded slightly. The former received support and turned to the gardener, "Just do as you say!"
"Carry out encirclement operations!"
Following the order from the Canned Knight, the gardener launched the spirit-controlling stunt, and the vines of the Desert Overlord flower grew crazily, spreading to both sides.
In the blink of an eye, vines surrounded the entire market. Sharp poisonous thorns sprouted from the vines, and a gerbil that accidentally touched it turned its belly up on the spot and died. The vines grow sideways and then upward.
After several minutes of wild growth, a thorn wall five or six meters high was formed.
At this time, people in the market finally noticed the abnormality and screamed in surprise.
"Oh my God, what is this!" "We seem to be surrounded by plants!"
At the same time, the blind hunter outside the market faced the sky and opened his arms.
The sky suddenly darkened, and countless black shadows flew out.
"Quack quack quack!"
A large group of crows flew out of the space rift and circled over the market, making unpleasant cries.
Upon closer inspection, these crows were covered in rot, with their bones and internal organs exposed, and their shapes were very horrific.
"Corpse Crow!" "It's Yuling!"
The traders traveled all over the country, many of them well-informed, and they quickly recognized the nature of the crows.
Just as everyone was whispering to each other and guessing the reason for the strong man's sudden visit, a sound pierced the air quickly came.
Immediately afterwards, an acid bomb exploded in the center of the market.
At the location of the impact, not even a scream was heard within thirty meters, but the ground was covered with bones.
The acid splash range reached 100 meters, and for a while ghosts howled and screams pierced the eardrums.
Anyone who is splashed by acid may suffer from skin burns, or may be riddled with holes and become deformed.
An acid bomb took away thirty or forty lives on the spot.
The apocalyptic scene made everyone panic, and they rushed to escape from the market.
But the outside of the market has been heavily surrounded by poisonous ivy. Whenever he touches the poisonous thorns, he foams at the mouth and falls to the ground.
There were also elite evolvers among them, who wanted to cross the vines with their excellent jumping ability, but several vines shot out from the plant wall, intercepted them in the air, and whipped the escapees back like whips.
Unable to escape the siege of poisonous ivy, everyone retreated back to the market.
At this moment, a gap suddenly opened in the vine wall, and a strong man with heavy armor walked in.
His can-like helmet faced everyone, and a loud sound came from the T-shaped vent.
"There's a mouse hiding among you!"
"Pull it out, and you will live!"
"otherwise……"
The voice suddenly turned cold, "Every minute, we will fire an acid bomb until this place becomes hell!"
