Castle of Black Iron

In the middle of the night, Wan Lai was quiet, especially since Heiyan City imposed a curfew, every time after twelve o'clock in the evening, Heiyan City, like a giant who has been busy for a day, fell asleep soundly.

Just like birds singing during the day and snakes and rats haunting at night, the night in Heiyan City, for some people, seems much more lovely than during the day, especially in the area near the train station where there is a mixture of three religions and nine streams. In the region, there are still many people who come out after 12 o’clock. Of course, if you are unlucky and caught by the patrolling city guards and sheriffs, you can only think that you are unlucky. The consequences of being caught after the curfew are What—a meal of flesh and blood, a period of hard labor in the Gransburg prison outside the city of Heiyan, plus being a joke on the drinking table of the heroes of the rivers and lakes during this period—what else, no more , For some heroes who are accustomed to the wind and rain, this later fruit is nothing.

There are many people who hold this kind of thinking, and because of this, after 12 o’clock in the evening, the bar called "The Treasure of the Viper" in a small alley near the railway station is especially lively with a strong pioneer style. . An honest and hardworking young man like Zhang Tie naturally didn't understand how rich the nightlife of Heiyan City was.

The newcomers Huck and Sneijder fumbled around the train station in the middle of the night before they found this bar called "The Treasure of the Viper". After the curfew, they opened the two doors outside the bar. Went in.

The "Viper's Treasure" bar is not big. After 12 o'clock in the morning, when the bar is busy, there are more than 30 people in the bar, most of them dressed as pioneers. Some people are talking loudly and laughing, while Laughing and touching the **** of the aging prostitute next to him, and some people whispered in the shadow of the bar lights, and occasionally two people sitting at the table can be seen covering them with wide sleeves. Your own hand and the other's hand are in the sleeves that are invisible to outsiders. Some are nodded slightly when they are satisfied, shook their heads when they are dissatisfied, and withdraw their hands when they cannot reach a deal. This is pioneering. The transaction method used by the readers does not use their mouths, but uses the hands covered by the sleeves to talk. This kind of transaction is extremely concealed. Only the two parties involved will know what the transaction is, even if they are sitting in front of you. Discussing what you will get rid of and the price of getting rid of you, you can’t even know that pioneers have their own sign language and communication methods.

When Huck and Sneijder entered the bar, many people just glanced at them and continued to do their own things. Others, those pioneers with more keen intuition, seemed to feel the difference between Huck and Sneijder. Dangerous, he placed himself on the bar table without a trace and the weapons around him quietly moved to him, placing him in a more comfortable position.

Huck and Sneijder just found a table to sit down, the slightly two-pointed barmaid has twisted her waist and walked in front of the two people coquettishly, bent down, and deliberately made herself a pair of low-cut skirts* *The eyes of the two were caught, "Two, what do you want to do?"

"Two glasses of black mulled wine, what can you eat?" Sneijder asked.

"Toast, peas, hot beef, crispy sausage!"

"Give us a copy for each of us!"

"Ok!"

The barmaid walked away, and seeing the food ordered by the two new strangers, many of the gazes that were quietly placed on the two of them were also turned away. Those who are going to the bar to make trouble rarely still have it before the trouble. A meal in the mood.

The food that Sneijder and Huck asked for was quickly brought up by the maid. Sneijder did not eat the food brought by the maid, but took out a piece of silver wrapped in his arms and dried it. After poking things like dead branches in each food and drink, and then looking at the color of the grass roots and silver threads on his hands, he can eat with confidence. After tossing all night, the two people are really hungry.

This method of testing poison with the roots of the soul-eater thorns wrapped in silver wire is also a skill that all pioneers have. The wonderful combination of silver wire and the roots of the soul-eater thorns can find a considerable part of it. Toxic substances, including the most discolored "powerful rat poison" that may kill a little bit of life. This is a pre-dinner habit that almost every pioneer will develop. Therefore, we see two People test drugs, and everyone is not surprised. The bar owners and maids are also used to it. In the bars where these pioneers gather, in addition to regular customers, many newcomers will do this. This is not intentional, but they have been raised. Into living habits.

The guests in the bar talking loudly are discussing that the Heiyan City Hall has once again increased the price for exploring and drawing the northern and western black areas on the map around Heiyan City, and the drawing of the rough map per square kilometer of those black areas The price has now increased to 46 gold coins, and for every kilometer extended, the price has risen by 5%. In the past few days, a few waves of pioneers who consciously have superior strength have organized groups to fish for gold, but who are they? It is unknown that a few can come back alive.

Huck and Sneijder finished their food, pretended to listen to the news in the bar for a while, and then they wanted to leave and asked the maid to come over to checkout. When Huck paid, he accidentally touched his wallet and dropped it on the ground. , Rolled out two gold coins from the purse, and then Huck quickly put the purse away, and after paying the bill, he and Sneijder left the bar.

After the two of them just walked out of the bar, a guy who had been sitting in a corner of the bar also stood up, and when he drank the glass of wine in his hand, he deliberately spilled some wine on himself, and then this The guy also followed out of the bar.

Everyone in the bar took it off.

"Squirrel Pound is finally waiting for tonight's prey, hey...hey..." Someone in the bar laughed badly, and then everyone left behind the three people who had just walked out of the bar. In the world, everyone has their own rules of survival. As long as others do not affect them, many people will choose to ignore the things around them. This is also one of the rules of survival in this era.

As soon as Squirrel Pound got out of the bar, he looked around and saw that Huck and Sneijder, who had just walked out of the bar, were walking towards the alley on the left. Then Squirrel Pound's eyes narrowed, and then it looked like a Like a drunkard, he chased the two men staggeringly. The two looked back when Pound approached, but they didn’t seem to care about Pound’s appearance of a drunkard. Slowly approaching Huck, then staggering, and when he reached out to touch Huck's arms, Pound's fingers just touched the corner of Huck's clothes, and Pound heard a sneer.

"It's too slow!"

Squirrel Pound hadn’t even realized what had happened. His hand had been grabbed like a human iron tongs. He was about to take out the old tricks and pretend to be drunk and yelling. A cold dagger was already attached. On his neck, the blade of the dagger had just been cut into the meat, and a thin wound was cut. Squirrel Pound immediately got a cold sweat, and then he was caught in his hand and mouth like a Huck chicken. He took him to a dark shadow in a blind spot beside the alley.

"Take me to see your boss, we have something to look for him!" The big guy who was holding him didn't seem to have much patience. He threw him to the ground and said straightforwardly.

"I don't know what you are talking about, I just... ah..." The squirrel Pound, who could not be called out by covering his mouth, looked down at his right hand in disbelief. Just now, he felt a cold right hand. , And then lowered his head and saw that the aorta of his right wrist was cut open by a dagger and he was bleeding. The wound cut by the dagger was like the mouth of a monster vomiting blood, scaring the squirrel Pound almost fainted.

"You probably have less than ten minutes to waste before your blood drains!" Sneijder, who was playing with a dagger, smiled at Squirrel Pound.

"Our boss is Bliss, the sixth-level black spider, and we have more than a dozen brothers. If you offend our black hand gang, you will regret it..." When the matter was over, Squirrel Pound screamed fiercely, but I didn't notice the trace of disdain on Huck's face while listening to this.

"Perhaps, but now you have only two choices, wait here to die, or take us to find your boss and let him save you..." Sneijder said nonchalantly.

...

Half an hour later, in the lair of the pickpocket boss Bliss near the Heiyancheng Railway Station, Huck and Sneijder were surrounded by more than a dozen gangsters who looked bad and surrounded them with weapons. The boss of the mafia gang continued to writhe all over his fighting spirit, and that surging fighting spirit slowly condensed behind him a huge shadow of a hazy, two-meter-high black spider, all the gangs of the mafia gang And the squirrel Pound, who was stepped on the ground by Huck and pinched his right blood vessel with one hand, looked at Bres with envy and excitement-a fighter who has reached the sixth rank, and a fighter who has already developed his fighting spirit. Sixth-level fighters are enough to make Bliss lead the black hand gang to get up and down near the train station in Black Flame City, and tear anyone who dares to challenge the black hand gang to pieces.

"What to do?" Huck asked Sneijder.

"You two, you have finished asking what you should ask. Our Black Hand Gang does not have the black-haired kid you are looking for, and the pickpockets around the train station are not like the person you described. Now, you are hurting my person. , Is it time to give us an explanation for the gangster, I want to regret it, it’s too late!" Breis grinned grimly, waved his hand, and all the gangster thugs also slowly approached Huck with evil expressions on their faces. And Sneijder.

"Kill them all, they have seen us, it would be troublesome to run away one!" Sneijder said.

Hearing this, Bliss, whose expression changed his face, roared and hit Huck’s head with a punch. As soon as Bliss started his hand, all the gangsters of the Mafia took their weapons to Huck and Snee. De shot.

Huck took a step forward and stomped the squirrel Pound's head like a watermelon with one foot, and then hit Briss fist with the same punch. The moment the two fists were about to meet, Briss face changed. Change, because behind Huck, in a fleeting moment, a huge figure also appeared, but compared with his own black spider, the figure behind Huck was a huge centipede with many feet. .

"Thousand-legged centipede, a seventh-order warrior, it's impossible..." Bres yelled in horror, and then the two fists collided, and Huck's fists smashed Bres's entire arm completely. Smashed, then hit Bress in the chest, and came out from behind.

With just one move, the pillars of the Mafia Gang collapsed. The front of the Mafia Gang had no time to react, but the first thought was to drop their weapons and turn around and start to escape.

Sneijder's figure resembled a snake, twisted weirdly, got out of the weapon gap that was about to come, and instantly appeared behind the gangs of the two black hand gangs who turned and fled, and the dagger in his hand was like The serpent's message was gently wiped from the necks of the two gangsters. Before the two fell down, Sneijder appeared next to the gangsters with almost the same dagger. Time wiped the necks of several people again. After several consecutive flashes, the person who ran the farthest had not yet made seven steps, and then everyone stood still, including the ones who attacked Sneijder first. Personally, all the gangsters' necks and trachea began to spurt blood, and then they almost fell together.

From the start to the end, it took less than five **** in total. In this house of the Gangster, there were only two people standing, and the strong smell of blood began to permeate the room.

"What to do?" Huck, who had just killed a bunch of people, asked Sneijder the same thing as if he had done a trivial thing.

At this time, Sneijder was just intoxicated and licked the blood from his dagger with his tongue. "Dispose of these corpses first. At least people won't find them within two days!"

"Is it burned?"

"The guy in that bar met us tonight. Unless the two of us can kill all the people there, if there is an accident here tonight, someone will think of us. And as long as two days have passed, we If you put a fire here, no one will think of us!" Sneijder said cautiously and oldly. "These guys are fighting around near the train station. This is their lair. There must be a lot of things they found. We searched and we might be able to find some good things. That black-haired kid dared to be there at night. Running around on the streets near the train station, he must be very familiar with this place and must come here often. We have been guarding near the train station these days. Whenever we see that kid, we will find a chance to take him down!"

"What if you can't find that kid?"

"If you can't find it for a week, then let's run away. Flee the Andaman Alliance and the Blackson Human Corridor. The farther you can escape, the better. Don't let the bosses find it, or the two of us will die miserably!" Sneijder said quietly.

"it is good!"

...

An hour later, Huck and Sneijder left the Mafia’s lair. When they left, they put a lock on the door of the Mafia Lair, pretending that they were going to the empty building. Under the prestige of the gang, no one dared to break in to see what was inside, and a big fire two days later could completely dissipate the black hand gang without leaving any evidence. According to ordinary people's thinking habits, who would have thought that the gangsters would have been destroyed two days before the fire.

The gangster, what is the gangster, when he left the house of the gangster, Huck spit on the house of the gangster.

...

When the Black Hand Gang was destroyed, it was exactly when Zhang Tie lit the bright spot of the divine palace, Zhang Tie didn't even notice it, because of an inconspicuous little wooden sign, he had been involved in a huge crisis.

At this moment, Zhang Tie only feels that his life is full of hope, and his youth seems no longer bleak...

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