The corner of Huo Jinyang's mouth twitched and he chuckled: "Dad, that's just right. If I were to die, wouldn't you have no useless son, only a genius son?"
"Huo Jinyang! I think you did it on purpose! After you go to the academy, I can't control you anymore, right? Do you know who the people at the temporary recruitment site are!"
"Dad, don't be angry. If you get angry, there will be no one to take care of you. Let's not talk anymore. I'm busy working hard first."
Huo Jinyang hung up the phone with a bang, and turned off the phone in one breath.
"Okay, it's okay. The tool man has finished using it, let's continue."
Several people looked strange, as if they did not expect this kind of development. The good-for-nothing son of the Huo family is not well-known in the security world, but today...
Yeah, very brave.
"Brother Ming, it's nothing serious. Tell me, what should we do next?"
Huo Jinyang was actually holding back some resentment, but it seemed like it was the first time in eighteen years that he let it out.
Their location is Mianbei City, just next to the Military Academy. This is a famous gathering point for temporary workers in Jiuzhou's security world. There are countless deceptions and abductions. It is the most chaotic place near Jiuzhou, and all three religions and nine streams are gathered here.
Qiming thought for a while and didn't care about the Huo family's twists and turns: "Where is the recruitment point in Mianbei City?"
"Brother Ming wants to pretend to be a temporary worker? But after all, we are not gangsters on the street. I'm afraid we will be easily recognized."
Impersonating?
Does he need to pretend?
He led the team to a remote alley, and as expected, he found a group of homeless people gathered here. Qi Ming stepped forward.
"Change clothes?"
The homeless man on the ground was dirty and had disheveled hair. He glanced at the fair and tender young men and immediately showed a malicious smile.
"Want our clothes? Yes! 300 Kyushu coins for one, take the money."
After hearing this, Huo Jinyang dug into his pockets on the spot, but Qi Ming blocked him behind him with a long knife.
"It's probably going to be snowy again tonight, so just forget it if you don't want to."
He is a young man from the wasteland, and he knows what is the most difficult thing.
I know that in the world of eternal night, many, many people will die every stormy night.
Qi Ming was about to leave, but several homeless people turned against him and blocked their way.
"Little baby, it's your first time to enter society? Our territory is something you can enter and leave whenever you want?"
Unexpectedly, without saying a word, Qi Ming drew his knife on the spot, slashed the man's neck one centimeter in front, and inserted it into the wall.
"This is indeed my first time. How about you teach me how to break through?"
Qiming didn't want to cause trouble in the security world, because he heard about the existence of the Security Bureau and people couldn't kill people at will in the city.
Otherwise, it would be easier to strip the corpse of its clothes.
The man broke into a cold sweat.
"Don't, don't be impulsive. It's because we have blind eyes and don't recognize the mountain. You don't remember the faults of villains, please let us go."
With just one stab, they realized that this was a serious scumbag!
This young man turned out to be a Yuan warrior!
Regardless of the starting point of Yuanwu practitioners in the military academy, in fact, in the huge security world, not even one thousand percent of the people who can afford to buy the demon's poison and antidote for awakening!
They are all people who have lived from before the end of the world to the present, and they all have more or less the same habits as before the Nova Catastrophe.
Little did they know that Qiming, a guy who was born in the wasteland, could really kill someone without caring.
"Take off your clothes and don't make me say it a second time."
"Okay, okay, let's take it off right now." The homeless man trembled and passed Qiming's blade.
In the end, Qiming still left their original clothes with these homeless people. After all, they couldn't carry their clothes on their backs and go out to do temporary work.
It's really cold on Blue Star without sunlight. Who knows if people who freeze to death will be found by the administration.
Putting on the tramp's old cotton-padded jacket and randomly grabbing a handful of mud and smearing it on their hair, they looked no different from the tramp.
"Are we really going to be temporary workers? We already said they are temporary workers. Can we really find out any information?"
Huo Jinyang was a little hesitant. In their group, weren't the temporary workers all professionals who took the blame?
“Temporary workers are the most uncertain group of people, so they are also the most likely to hide secrets.”
"But Brother Ming, I heard that places where temporary workers are recruited are controlled by gangs. Can we just go in like this?"
Huo Jinyang finally overcame his resistance to homeless people's clothes. When he heard that he would have to work as a temporary worker, he was a little bit conflicted.
After all, the work that temporary workers do is not only dirty and tiring, but also risking their lives and thankless. He, a pampered young man, has never experienced this.
Wu Youyou gave him a disgusted look. He was so weak and irresistible.
Qiming shook his head: "You won't know until you see it."
As for the local gangs, it's easy to deal with.
"Boss, the new guy wants to make a living, give him a way."
According to the local temporary worker recruitment points given by the Huo family, Qiming could tell at a glance who was the leader here and threw over two insect fire types.
This was also what Huo Jinyang was about to come over. The three of them didn't know what Qiming was doing, so they just followed behind.
The middle-aged man who looked like an old ruffian weighed the fire in his hand: "You came from the wasteland?"
Qiming nodded.
It is difficult to enter the security world from the wasteland, but there are many ways, including legal and illegal, but this is not within the jurisdiction of their Ax Gang.
The middle-aged man threw back a fire to Qiming, trying to determine their identity. It was too simple: "Take a bite?"
Wu Youyou's pupils were so shrunken.
What? What did you say? Isn't that fire? Isn’t the fire the core of the devil?
Isn’t the devil poisonous?
But Qiming didn't hesitate at all. He bit into it with a "click", and it was crunchy.
The light green in his pupils flashed away, but Qiming showed no abnormality.
The man was satisfied.
If the biggest difference between the natives of the wasteland and the people of the Anjie is probably the difference in resistance to the poison of the demon god, after all, the wasteland is a place full of poisons.
He has seen a lot of wild dogs from the wasteland. In that kind of place, fire is really used as food. Just one bite will make you feel full of energy all day long.
However, if someone from Anjie takes such a bite, the demon's poison will instantly erode their nerves, making them unable to hide themselves.
Therefore, the young man in front of him must not be an undercover agent.
As for how he came to Anjie, it has nothing to do with him.
"Come in! There are year-round stalls on the roadside, and occasionally there are temporary workers' trucks. If you work, I will give you the head fee. You earn for your labor. Make an agreement in advance."
"I see, thank you."
Temporary workers have a way of survival as temporary workers, and many jobs are not that safe and legal.
The Ax Gang controls this territory, and those who come to work are his resources. As long as they are not swept away by the administration, there is no big problem.
Huo Jinyang and the other three were so out of breath that they followed Qi Ming into the alley.
Qi Ming actually took another sip of fire out of habit. After all, this food is much more nutritious than ordinary food.
"Brother Ming, antidote."
Huo Jinyang secretly gave Qiming the medicine because their captain worked too hard to complete the task.
Qi Ming waved his hand directly: "No, I'm used to it."
The expressions of the three people changed again and again.
