"How about it?"
"Hmm! It's so sweet! There's no choking taste at all." Tian Lai Novel WW "W.⒉"
Late at night, the interior of the tavern was still bustling with the joint efforts of the drinkers, but for some unknown reason, the sound reaching the bar became much quieter. The little girl, who was no longer afraid, finally mustered up the courage to take the wine glass handed over by Hank. However, what surprised her was that the blood-red liquid actually tasted sweet like juice.
“The ice flowers from the Anderson Tinsel forest can perfectly restrain the pungent smell of alcohol, and are paired with fire snake fruits picked from Xifeng County. They dye the wine into a perfect red color and at the same time enhance the sweetness of the fruit. Excite it as quickly as possible."
As if he had completely lost his arrogance, Hank bowed slightly: "This is one of the few masterpieces I have made since I came here."
"That's really... our luck."
Shaking his wine glass, Duan Qing also smiled and echoed. At the same time, he looked helplessly at the green liquid in his hand, not knowing whether it would be better to drink it or just look at it. However, Mengzhu probably didn't notice the secret competition between him and Hank. She sweetly tasted another sip of fruit wine called "Ice Snake Orchid", and her two slightly slender calves swayed slightly: " It turns out Uncle Hank isn’t from here, is he?”
"I'm from the City of Liberty."
The man in the white shirt smiled and said: "It is a beautiful but dangerous city. My family and my mentor...are all there."
"Oh? I hope I can go and take a look when I have the opportunity." The little girl put her finger on her chin: "Maybe I can meet your family..."
"You won't stand a chance."
Hank laughed and said, "They're all dead."
"..."
Her fingers were frozen in the air, and Mengzhu, who was holding the wine glass, withdrew his gaze uneasily: "Then, that..."
"It doesn't matter, this is not a taboo topic." Hank's eyes narrowed again: "Not to mention..."
"I have buried the corpses of my enemies beside them."
Duan Qing and Mengzhu looked at each other, and then shuddered in unison.
"President."
A big man in black suddenly walked through the crowd and walked to the front of the counter. He called out first, and then looked at the two players sitting opposite: "The news has come back."
"You tell me."
"……yes."
Looking away from Duan Qing and Duan Qing, the man lowered his head again: "The meeting is over, and the congressmen have left."
"The results of it?"
"They made a deal." The man immediately replied, "All of the deals."
"It is said that... none of the aristocrats objected to Connelly's suggestions."
"……snort."
Hank, who was wearing a bow tie, lowered his head and was silent for a while, then sneered: "I know, you go ahead."
"yes."
Watching the big man leave, Duan Qing withdrew his gaze, and then unexpectedly saw the other man's eyes staring at him: "What?"
"Uh... what that person said just now..."
"interested in?"
"No...no."
The continuous events finally brought the two of them back from the illusion of special cocktails, and they finally recognized the fact that the man in front of them was a gang leader who could shake the earth with a single move. However, the grinning guy didn't seem to care that the two of them knew about this, and was even somewhat happy to see their slightly embarrassed reactions: "Hehehehe... I originally thought that you were also lawless adventurers, look. Come……"
"Your courage still needs to be exercised."
"...We just don't want to get involved in any trouble, it's not cowardly..." He waved his hands to explain, and Duan Qing retracted his arm with some sarcasm: "Well, maybe compared to you..."
"This is not what the person who did those things would say..."
Hank chuckled: "From Fenghua Town to Fars, what you did is nothing like what you are saying now..."
"You...how did you know? Could it be that you and the shadow..."
"Shadows can... hum."
Duan Qing's expression suddenly turned cold, causing Duan Qing to shut his mouth suddenly: "Don't compare our family of warriors with those rats."
"Uh...sorry."
Quickly retracting some of the news about Kima that he just wanted to say, Duan Qing gestured back and forth in the air, and finally apologized: "We don't know... what will happen between you and the shadows. Celebrating the holidays…”
"Our Warrior Home has no grudges against the Shadow Society." Hank shook his head: "But... I do."
Looking at his face with a scary smile, Duan Qing very wisely did not answer, but the next moment, the bartender holding the wine glass explained himself: "I know you will have some involvement with the shadow, but don't worry. , I am still a person with clear grudges, and you adventurers are just doing things with money."
"Speaking of this, I admire you even more."
He smiled again, then opened his hands and pointed around the tavern: "Unlike them, our Warrior House is a formal organization. Not only are there countless experts in the association, but also, like the Master Council, we are uniting this big organization. While all the soldiers on 6 are fighting, try to maintain a neutral stance. As for the scene you see now..."
He grinned: "It's just my personal management and preferences."
How dark is your past...
Rubbing his head with a headache, Duan Qing was about to say something more, but Hank across from him suddenly stood up: "Okay, I guess you guys have relaxed a little..."
"follow me."
"Ah?" The little girl on the side looked at the wine glass in her hand and said with some embarrassment: "Are these wines... all expensive? I... we will find a way to raise money..."
"Haha, cute little girl." Hank smiled and shook his head: "Although the price is high, these are all paid for by me. Besides..."
He pointed at the green wine in Duan Qing's hand: "You'd better drink it."
Gudong.
As the other party turned around and walked away, Duan Qing drank the unknown liquid in his hand in one breath, and then followed Hank's footsteps to a downward staircase behind the bar. The two strong men guarding there moved aside from the road here, and then with some inexplicable eyes, they gave a frightening salute to the two adventurers behind them.
"Where are we going?" Mengzhu, who felt as if he was underground and became a little uneasy again, took Duan Qing's arm and asked softly forward.
"I will not ask you adventurers to do anything for our warrior home...or the Valia Tavern."
Hank, who was walking in front, did not answer his question directly, but said without looking back: "I just hope... that you can help our business a little bit."
"Business? Is it something like what Rex was involved in just now?" Duan Qing asked with some suspicion, looking at this place that obviously looked like an underground casino.
"That's just a side job." Hank said with a smile: "If you want to make money... you can't just rely on that."
The three people walked to the bottom of the stairs, and then, under the leadership of the president, opened the door there: "Welcome to Tania's most secret place."
"black market."
As countless whispers came out, a slightly dim underground passage under the lights and earth and stones appeared in front of them, with countless passing masked people and humid air.
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"This gentleman! This gentleman...er, President Hank."
"These two are my guests."
"Yes Yes……"
Once again, he waved away the masked businessman who surrounded him from nowhere. Hank, who had an angry look on his face, raised his arms, put his hands behind his back again, and continued to lead the way in front of Duan Qing and Duan Qing, heading towards Marching deeper into the passage - from the moment Duan Qing and his two men entered this rough and gloomy place, it was filled with all kinds of passers-by wearing cloaks and hoods, as well as all kinds of black-clothed vendors. Some looked at them with strange eyes, as if they wanted to devour them, while others gathered around them without saying a word, selling all kinds of weird things to them. There are all kinds of magic powder, medicine, darts, crossbows, arrows and other objects that they can hardly see in ordinary times, some of which they can't even name.
However, according to Hank, it is best not to mess with such a shady dealer, because no one can be sure whether you bought more in this transaction or he "bought" more.
"Aren't the people here... unwilling to show their true colors?" Mengzhu also put on his cloak and quietly asked the leader in front.
"Businessmen, soldiers, parliamentarians, doctors...all those who don't want others to know their identity will come here."
Hank, who was walking in front, stretched out his hands: "So, everyone walking on this street is a person without identity, no matter rich or poor, beautiful or ugly, good or evil, or even life or death... everyone It’s all the same.”
"This is a different kind of equality, equality that exists in the dark."
"It seems..." Looking at a certain corner of the passage, Duan Qing was suddenly dragged away by a black shadow in the darkness. Duan Qing turned around and whispered: "People often disappear here...right?"
"This time it's me. If you want to come in the future..."
Looking back with a sinister smile, Hank chuckled and said, "Just be careful."
"It's so scary..." The little girl let out a normal sigh at the right time, and then hugged Duan Qing's arms tightly. The latter shook his head, and then said with a smile: "What are you afraid of? We are adventurers."
Adventurers are all immortal...but most of their equipment cannot be saved.
He didn't say the next sentence.
"Speaking of which... President Hank doesn't seem to be hiding his identity."
Looking at the middle-aged man in front of him who was still dressed like that, Duan Qing asked in a low voice, but what he got was a strange look from the other party: "It seems you haven't noticed yet..."
“The meaning of where we come down.”
"Um?"
"The black market is huge, much bigger than what you see now."
Still maintaining the pace of progress, Hank's voice was like a dark whisper, filling the warm air around them: "This was originally Tania's underground waterway, but it has not been used for hundreds of years, so gradually The land is occupied by people like us. However, the order here has been established longer than that time, and to this day... there are still many people fighting for the territory here."
"And the so-called territory... is actually just the entrance and exit."
"So that's it." Duan Qing whispered: "The competition underground still depends on the support of the power on the ground."
"You're right."
Looking back with approval, Hank nodded immediately: "The entrance we came down from before is the entrance controlled by our Valia Tavern, and it is also a sign that we control this place."
He pointed to his chest: "So... just like the guards above, we also need to maintain order here."
"The feeling of being a king sounds wonderful." Duan Qing shook his head and sighed: "But judging from the lawlessness along the way, the actual situation must be much more tragic..."
"Shadowy places naturally have their own ways to solve problems." Hank replied: "Since our Warrior Family is involved... we will also abide by this rule."
"Hehe...the thoughts of a strong man."
After comforting Mengzhu's emotions again, Duan Qing continued to ask: "So...how many such entrances are there in the city?"
"Almost all taverns in the city have such passages." Hank continued to walk forward: "There are also the Parliament District, the Noble District, and even the Cabin Castle..."
"You can find all the forces here." He blinked: "Even the Council of Mages."
"Is this place really so attractive?" the little girl finally asked curiously.
"There is a saying... that is very applicable anywhere in this world." Hank sighed: "With high risks... there must be high rewards."
"Here we are."
Saying this, he stopped somewhere in the passage, in a dark corner, and then pushed open an iron door.
"Welcome...oh, it's President Hank."
In the soft white light, an old but very energetic voice passed through the door and came from inside: "Why did I think of you today? Is there any good stuff?"
"I'm here today...to introduce two people to you."
After winking at the two people behind him, Hank took the lead and walked in the door: "Two adventurers."
A maintenance room in a certain tunnel - this was Duan Qing's first impression after entering this place.
The dark floor, red square tiles, old tables and shelves are randomly placed around this room, and the thing closest to them is not wooden chairs and benches, but large and small iron pipes crisscrossing the place. From here The walls extend back and forth to the corners of the room, then disappear into another part of the room. The white French lamp, which is the only light source here, is hung on the wall on one side, casting many horizontal and vertical shadows in the already very dark room. However, thanks to the small space here, Duan Qing can also be in such an environment. For the first time, he saw clearly the structure of the room and the figure of the hunchbacked old man standing behind the partition wall.
"Oh?" At this time, he was also looking at the two people who had just entered: "Adventurers? What a rare visitor..."
"Wow--"
A girl's exclamation ran through everyone's ears, and then echoed throughout the room as Mengzhu entered: "So much equipment..."
In front of their eyes, various items and equipment were placed haphazardly on the shelves around the room, shining with all kinds of lights of their own quality. (To be continued.)
