Before the long plume of smoke, there were dozens of motorcycles of various colors, but strangely, there was no loud engine sound, only the slight sound of tires rubbing against the ground.
"The Ghost Convoy is back!"
At the gate towards the south entrance of Jicheng, a guard was talking to his companions, with obvious envy in his tone.
"Did you see it? There is a package tied to the back of each car. It seems to be a bumper harvest this time. They have been out for more than half a month. They can get so many things in such a short time. It is really enviable. It is enough. They were squandering for a month at the establishment.”
Another guard echoed, thinking of those bustling gold caves in Ji City.
"You just know how to squander things that are worthless. No wonder you are still a two-star evolver now!"
A voice suddenly broke in from behind, and at the same time a slap was placed on the head of the second guard.
The two guards looked back and immediately called "Chief" respectfully.
The muscular figure squeezed in between the two guards, holding his hands on the gate, squinting at the approaching convoy below.
"Boss, I heard that when the boss of the ghost team got the ghost motorcycle career scroll, he got it from someone else. How stupid was this person at the time? How could he give such a good scroll to others? , I heard that only one bottle of three-star evolution potion was replaced. Alas, look at the current ghost fleet, the boss is already a six-star evolver, and the weakest among his men is four-star. Every time he goes hunting, he can hunt a large number of them. Mutated life is amazing!"
"Hmph." The strong man who was called the leader by the guards smiled coldly: "Value has different manifestations in different periods. How do you know that the person who gave him the scroll is now worse off than him? ? Maybe he has already relied on evolving into a three-star evolver earlier, and now he has become a great master!"
At this stage, the only ones who can be called great masters are the seven-star evolvers.
The guard didn't agree, but he didn't dare to argue with the leader. He could only shrug behind his back to express his attitude.
"Also, although the Ghost Convoy is strong, in Jicheng, our Hung Hom Free Army is the boss. You must remember it clearly!"
The leader reprimanded his two men. When he saw that they both lowered their heads and said nothing, he waved his hand, "Go down and guard the door for them and ask them to pay taxes according to the rules! If you are short of a penny, I will kick you to death!"
The two guards quickly got off the huge and heavy gate, led their men to open the small passage on the gate, let the ghost convoy in, and then asked them to pay the city entry tax stipulated by the Hung Hom Free Army.
Looking at the noisy and proud motorcade entering the city below, the leader folded his arms and watched quietly.
Perhaps sensing the gazes of others, the captain of the ghost team, who was riding the most dazzling blue motorcycle with a steering wheel, raised his head and met the leader's eyes.
The two of them looked at each other for a few seconds. The boss of the ghost motorcade curled up his lips and nodded, which was regarded as a greeting. At this time, the team's fees had been paid and the inspection had passed. The ghost motorcycles roared silently into the direction. Through the passage of Jicheng, in a few minutes, they will return to the world of humans.
After a while, two guards came up and reported to their leader. After hearing this, the leader started to give a few more instructions, turned around and walked away.
"It seems something is not right, boss. Have you noticed anything?" A guard said, looking at the boss's back.
"I heard that my attempt to enter the regular team this time was unsuccessful, and I have to continue to stay in our peripheral team."
"Hey, you don't want even a four-star evolved person? This Free Army is getting harder and harder to get into."
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Pushing open a creaking wooden door, Mo Lian's face lost the previous indifference, and instead showed a trace of loss. He lay slumped on the bed, and the wooden bed and door under him made similar sounds, plus The simple Chen She in the room all illustrates the owner's predicament.
But suddenly Mo Lian straightened up his body. His four-star evolution level only took him a few tenths of a second to do this, but he immediately sat down slowly again.
Because a strange young man put a finger to his mouth, making a silent gesture, and Mo Lian confirmed that when he first noticed that someone in the room started to straighten up, the man was still in a corner. , but before his body could stand still, this person was already face to face with him.
This difference, he knew, could be killed instantly.
"Brother, you went to the wrong room."
Mo Lian forced himself to calm down. He sat on the wooden bed, trying to change his destiny as much as possible.
He knew very well that his life was now in other people's hands.
Mo Lian didn't want to say that he was a member of the Hung Hom Free Army. Since this person dared to come in, he didn't care about his identity.
"I'm asking you to do a favor."
The young man in front of me said softly, "I need a complete list of positions above the battalion level of the official troops of the Hung Hom Free Army. Can you give it to me?"
Mo Lian was stunned. He thought he was going to be robbed. There are too many such things in the apocalypse. Now there are special thieves and habitual gangsters who specialize in sneaking into the bases of various forces to steal or plunder things. Many big forces will be targets. , the Hung Hom Free Army will naturally be no exception.
But this person just wants a list?
"The list must have names, positions, information about the troops under their command, as well as their residence and security status."
The young man seemed to understand Mo Lian's question and added.
"Brother, you are forcing yourself to do something difficult." Mo Lian said with a bitter look on his face, "You know, I am just a peripheral member. If you want a list, I will work hard and maybe get you a copy, but your other The requirements are really beyond my reach.”
The young man tilted his head and said, "You don't know, but your brother does."
Hearing these words, Mo Leng's body trembled!
This is his biggest secret!
He also has a half-brother who is also in Jicheng and is a regular member of the Free Army! Although he does not hold a high position, he is also the deputy commander of a main battalion.
The two brothers secretly took care of each other and used their status as the leader of the guards at Moreng Gate to gain many benefits.
No one knows about this except their parents and relatives, but these people died as early as the day the end of the world began!
And how did this person know? !
"this……"
"Actually, I can also find someone else. Your value is not as high as you think. You are not qualified to bargain. Do you understand?"
Mo Leng gritted his teeth and nodded helplessly.
The thing this person wants to inquire about is really not too confidential. It is probably only the personal security situation of these middle-level personnel who have some difficulties. The rest is just a matter of paying a little attention.
"Okay, I promise you! Give me a few days!"
"No, you don't have that much time. I only know this in two days. Remember, I just want it to be roughly accurate."
The young man patted Mo Leng's shoulder. The gate guard felt a pain there. He turned around and found that the white armor on his body had been pierced with a small hole on his shoulder, and a trace of blood seeped out. .
He was startled and stood up in panic.
"I have to leave some backup, have you heard of Mo Kuihua? Just like your last name, what was injected into your body just now is the juice from Mo Kuihua's seeds. It is a chronic toxin that can only be detoxified by advanced detoxification agents. , you give me what you want, I’ll give you a bottle of advanced antidote, and our deal is over, how about that?”
Mo Kuihua and Mo Leng have naturally heard of it. These are common mutant plants in the apocalypse. Their levels are generally not high, but they are indeed poisonous, so few evolvers touch them.
"Look at your belly."
The young man once again saw through his doubtful thoughts.
Mo Leng didn't care anymore. A needle could easily break through white-level armor, so he wouldn't take advantage of this opportunity to make a sneak attack.
He took off his armor and took a look. Some black spots began to appear in the center of his abdomen. They were not big yet, but they were quite numerous, with hundreds of them densely packed.
"Of course, there is another way, which is to get a bottle of high-level antidote yourself. Then you can tell your brother in the Free Army about me being here and ask him to capture me and hand him over for meritorious service."
"No, I believe..." Mo Leng's voice was a little hoarse. He completely believed that the young man opposite him was not lying to him, because he didn't need it at all.
"Very good, the first deal is done, let's move on to the second deal."
"the second?"
The young man nodded, "Do you know about Anglas earrings?"
Mo Leng shook his head, he had never heard of it.
"Well, go ask your brother. If he doesn't know, just ask around. Don't force it. Once you figure it out, I'll give you a bottle of five-star evolution potion. If you can't figure it out, it doesn't matter."
Faced with such a person, Mo Leng had no choice but to agree.
"The third transaction, this requires me to meet your brother, on the day you give me the answer to the first transaction."
The young man was talking to himself, and then started the next sentence.
"The fourth deal, I want to know where you or your brother got the ghost motorcycle career scroll."
Mo Leng was stunned. He instinctively felt that this was an opportunity to get out of the current predicament, although he didn't know what was special about the place where he found the ghost motorcycle scroll.
"You know all this?"
Everything this young man said seemed like a ghost that had been following the two brothers, as if he knew everything.
"Go on, tell me, and I'll give you a set of silver equipment."
Mo Leng's heart beat a few times unsatisfactorily. There was not a single piece of silver on his body, all of which were of the white level. This was already the envy of many evolutionaries of the same level.
But he held back his desire and refused to let go of this opportunity.
"No, this deal is at the end. If you don't agree, just kill me!"
The young man looked at him seriously for more than ten seconds, then nodded and said, "Okay."
Mo Leng felt relaxed and asked his most important question: "Why me?"
"coincide!"
