Entering late April, the weather in Jingxi is getting hotter, while it is still a bit cold in the Imperial City. As we continue to go southeast, the weather in the city has become so bad that people can only wear short coats and move a little. Will be sweating all over.
Humidity and sultry heat are the most common climates in Wusi City throughout the year.
In order to withstand this hot and humid weather, ordinary people making a living in Wushu City must rely on external forces to help them resist this physically damaging climate.
Spicy and spicy, it makes people sweat, and its entrance can remove the dampness and heat that invades the body. It is also the most mainstream food taste around the city of fusi.
Compared to Jingxi, although the spiciness here in Wushiteng City is not as good as that in Jingxi, the numbing taste is definitely the best in the land of Jingjiu Dynasty. Ordinary people would not be able to eat the food here at first, and their tongues would be numb every time.
When Tan Bin first arrived in the City of Wasted Death, he hated the food here. Even if you eat a bowl of boiled vegetables, you will be served a red plate of spicy dipping sauce. Can you believe it?
The worst thing was not when he ate it in, but when he pulled it out. The burning feeling made Tan Bin feel as if he was being tortured. He even vaguely remembered that there seemed to be similar torture in the torture room?
But it’s okay not to eat. Tan Bin has good skills, a machete that looks impressive, and he has a good body and bones, but he is not a monk after all. He feels uncomfortable staying in a humid and stuffy place like the City of Death for a long time, and he can easily get sick from being suffocated. , so I gritted my teeth and forced myself to adapt to the special spicy diet here.
It's amazing that after the first half year of suffering, Tan Bin really got used to the spicy taste. I don't know if his taste and stomach were numb. Anyway, when he left the City of Wasted Death and tried the light food, he felt that it tasted the same. It was hard to swallow, and I felt uncomfortable without seeing the red spicy oil for three to five days.
Nowadays, Tan Bin feels that he is not much different from the people born and raised in Wusi City, and he can even change his accent on his own.
"Head! After this trip, can you let me play for two days? That thing in my crotch is almost rusty. I'm going to find a place to rub it!"
Tan Bin had just finished slicing the dough in the bowl when a tall, dark-skinned man standing next to him smiled and leaned over to talk. His words were obscene, but he spoke very naturally.
Just get used to it, these guys in sports cars and boats are all vulgar and like to speak directly. In addition, every time they go out and come back, it takes ten and a half days, which is really uncomfortable for these bull-like guys.
Tan Bin is now the leader of Hengshun's convoy in Fusi City. He has more than 200 people and nearly 100 large vehicles under his control, divided into two convoys.
The person who came over to talk was the captain of a knife team under Tan Bin. In his spare time, he looked like a carefree man. He was alone and his only hobbies were drinking and shopping. Half of the money earned here goes to women.
Tan Bin has no intention of meddling in other people's private affairs. As long as he does his best when he is at work, why should I care about you after work? It’s not like a hairless baby, but someone still wants to watch it?
"Is the work done?"
"Now that you've finished your work, sir, you can go and look around. Our knife team has finished all the work it's our job to do, and there's nothing wrong at all. The brothers have already gone to pay their wages, and many of them are feeling uncomfortable. Please leave us alone for two days. ? How about just one day!"
Tan Bin drank the noodle soup in the bowl, and then said: "Just one day, if I don't return to the team then I will break his legs. Including you!"
His eyes widened, and the tall guy next to him lowered his waist, and his flattering smile became brighter. He quickly thanked him, turned around and ran away triumphantly.
The buildings in Fusicheng City are not cheap, and the girls are not good either. Tan Bin usually goes to the border town to solve the problem instead of here.
After dinner, Tan Bin went out for a walk after explaining what was at hand, and went to a pub as a habit. Not long after, a guest came to the table behind him, a short and unkempt man with a lot of hair and beard.
"You arrived before me again. Is your car and horse racing so busy?"
"Don't worry, I just came back from a trip to deliver goods. I'll meet you, and then I'll go back to take a shower and sleep. I'm exhausted from driving around on the boat for half a month."
The two of them had their backs to each other, neither of them looking back. There was half a step between them, and their words could barely be heard clearly.
"Tsk, you guys are pretending to be alike enough. If you had this ability when you first came here, I wouldn't have seen your tricks. Forget it, some of the things you asked for last time have been found out, and some others have to wait. . In addition, you will have to pay extra next time if something like this happens again. It’s too dangerous.”
A special short thick copper bar reached Tan Bin's hand without leaving any trace when he was handed the tea. At the same time, a small box was handed into the other party's hand by Tan Bin.
The copper bar contains information, and the small box contains mid-grade spiritual stones.
Tan Bin has conducted this kind of transaction with the other party no less than ten times. The other party's reputation and ability to obtain information make the large price not so difficult to accept. Even after so many cooperations, the trust between the two parties has improved significantly. At least there is less tedious testing of each other when we meet.
"Dangerous? Is there anything in this industry that is not dangerous? Don't be careless with me. I've already raised the price for you once this year. How can you find a second home in this city for such generous buyers like us? Just be satisfied!" It was precisely because of the familiarity that Tan Bin understood the other party's character better. He was the kind of person who liked to complain and raise prices, so he would not let go easily. Now that the intelligence funding here is the highest in Blackwater, Tan Bin is also under great pressure.
"Tsk, tsk, you're still so stingy. Forget it, let's go." As soon as he stood up, he seemed to have thought of something again, and added: "There have been a lot of spies in the city recently. I don't know if they are your people. In short, you'd better collect them." A little, otherwise it would be a pity to die."
After saying that, the man left the tavern and disappeared into the street.
Tan Bin put the copper bars into his storage bag, then sat in the tavern for a long time before getting up and leaving. As he said, after returning, he took a cold shower before taking out the copper bar and looking at it.
Intelligence collection is a matter that tests people's abilities in all aspects, especially for people like Tan Bin who are responsible for the intelligence of a place. It’s not just collection, but also analysis and sorting. The final report must be useful, rather than piecing together a bunch of dispensable things to report.
A lot of the contents in the copper strips are usable, and they are more in line with Tan Bin's requirements. There is no random information mixed in to fool people.
An hour later the information was sorted out. Tan Bin immediately used Thousand Miles of Notes and passed it out several times. Afterwards, he was thinking about the reminder given to him by his previous informant.
Blackwater has indeed been planting spies in the City of Fusi recently. Has this attracted some people's ideas?
