hunter rule

Zhao Guangli is not Shen He.

Naturally, it was impossible to obtain the use of specially approved intercity trains from the city hall, but with Connor's status, it was easy to advance the departure time of the steam train.

When Zhao Guangli got off the train at Neil France East Station, it was already close to three o'clock in the afternoon.

Neal Francis is the capital of Black Iron Castle, located at the southernmost edge of the Sky Drive Alliance.

Compared to the Black Iron Castle which cannot be seen on the map, Neal France still has a strong presence.

It is said that this place was once a disaster area where demons were raging. After the day and night efforts of human professionals, it was once again returned to the territory of the Sky Drive Alliance.

These histories have long been lost to research. There may still be records of this in Neil France's library, but to Zhao Guangli, this is not important.

Huge city walls wrap around magnificent buildings, and steam towers in the distance emit violent and terrifying white smoke.

The entire city appeared in front of Zhao Guangli.

"Is this Neil France?"

Zhao Guangli looked into the distance and had to say that the layout here was much more impressive than the Black Iron Castle.

Pedestrians were in a hurry, but the whole environment looked much better than the Black Iron Castle.

Zhao Guangli carried the black box and walked out of the station. A large number of people gathered at the station at this moment.

This is a situation that is easy to see in any era.

Around the capital, young people from dozens of small cities are preparing to show off their talents in the capital in order to pursue their dreams.

In Zhao Guangli's sight, there were many young people with immature faces, their eyes filled with longing for the future.

In such a capital city, there are obviously many more opportunities than in a small town in the countryside.

"Hiring, hiring!"

"Machinery factory decoration worker! Food and accommodation included, salary negotiable!"

Zhao Guangli was surrounded by noisy sounds and noisy people.

Zhao Guangli frowned and then squeezed away from the crowd.

The crowd seemed extremely crowded, and this appearance should be the norm for Neil France.

"This is just an ordinary passenger station. It is responsible for the transportation of Nielfrance and several surrounding towns. If you want to leave the Nielfranci area, you must use the only military 'Bird Killer' Station' left."

Zhao Guangli walked through the crowd while thinking.

Bird's End Station is in the hands of the military. Without orders from the military, not even Neil France's city hall can make arrangements.

While Zhao Guangli continued to think, a strange feeling was noticed by Zhao Guangli.

At this moment, Zhao Guangli seemed to feel something, and his eyes looked in a certain direction.

………………

A thin, yellow-haired man trotted furtively from the station and easily turned into a small alley.

Even in a place like Neil France, the area where ordinary people live is still not particularly good.

Huang Mao stepped through the muddy puddles with an expression of joy.

In the alley, several figures began to appear, and then gathered together.

"Skinny Monkey, how was the harvest today?"

One of them was a skinny, bald man with a bare upper body and a cigar in his mouth: "Look at you...the harvest is good today."

The man known as the Slender Monkey could not hide his joy: "Caught...caught a fat sheep."

The man took out a small black wallet from his wrist, which felt heavy to the touch.

This is the first lesson for young people when they come to Nielfrance. The pickpockets here will personally pour a bucket of cold water on the young people who are burning with dreams.

Such a blow is not unacceptable.

But very unhappy.

The "Fat Sheep" bald man's eyes were a little bright: "Open it quickly and take a look."

The black wallet was opened by the thin monkey, and dozens of silver coins flashing with white light made several people's eyes dizzy.

For ordinary people, using silver coins as the unit of measurement for currency is really a very luxurious thing.

"Good boy... unexpectedly..."

The bald man's voice was a little rough: "There are actually so many!"

"Get rich...get rich!"

"Skinny Monkey! Let's go to Central Street tonight and have something good to eat!"

At this moment, footsteps came from the other end of the alley.

Shouhou and the others were stunned and looked in the direction of the footsteps.

A young man wearing a deerstalker hat appeared in front of several people.

"Being generous to others is obviously a very low moral level thing."

In the darkness, Zhao Guangli held the black box and lowered his deerstalker hat.

Unexpectedly, the first thing I did when I came to the capital was to interact with these low-life people.

Zhao Guangli sighed and looked at the people in front of him.

Shouhou and others were stunned for a moment, then looked around.

There was only one person, Zhao Guangli.

Their expressions ranged from surprise to grinning. The bald man pushed away the person in front of him, clasped his fingers vigorously, and slowly approached the young man in front of him with a sarcastic smile.

"It's really interesting." The bald man said with a ferocious smile, "He actually delivered it to his door himself."

Zhao Guangli didn't speak, just shook his head.

"Just right."

The young man said softly at this moment: "If you want to understand a city, you always first ask the rats in the underground sewers."

Immediately, the bald man's expression changed from a smile to something a little off.

His expression became a little ferocious and strange.

His arm turned into a strange spiral shape in the next second.

The bald man froze, and then began to scream violently and painfully.

Hysterical, hoarse.

Zhao Guangli was wearing gloves and didn't have much expression on his face.

"Super...supernormal."

The skinny monkey's face suddenly turned pale.

Kicked...kicked the iron plate.

Stealing things from people with extraordinary abilities... I probably didn't pray to myself when I went out today.

Zhao Guangli originally thought that these pickpocket groups would swarm him, but he didn't expect that in the capital, even these pickpockets knew about the existence of extraordinary beings.

This actually saves some effort.

The group of pickpockets in front of them didn't dare to express their anger and let their bald heads roll on the ground and howl.

"Okay, let's ask a few questions."

Zhao Guangli lowered his head and looked at everyone with pale faces.

"You...please ask."

The thin monkey bent down at this moment, with a nervous smile.

"Don't be so nervous."

Zhao Guangli tried to be kind: "Neil France, has anything big happened recently?"

"event?"

The thin monkey was stunned: "The rich people of Emerald Lake recently held a treasure auction in Dongcheng. It is said that the transaction price was as high as several hundred gold coins..."

"A steam explosion occurred at Ferres Machinery Co., Ltd. It is said that many ordinary workers died..."

"Mr. Ferrer, the mayor of the city hall, just missed his fiftieth birthday two days ago and held a birthday party in his manor... It is said that all the powerful people in Nielfrance went there..."

Shouhou is indeed a model of the lower class. He has a wealth of information about the entire capital, and he seems to know something about every industry.

Zhao Guangli smoothly took his wallet away from the hand of the thin yellow-haired monkey.

"What else is there..."

he asked nonchalantly.