King of Black Mist

Fire clouds spread across the sky, scorching the sunset. The melted sunset flows on the roof of the tower building, like a layer of orange-red gauze.

The distant bells chiming the time, striking the red-hot dusk like a hammer.

Li Changzhou and a pigeon looked at each other.

The pigeon stood on the stone road, its wings like hands in its pockets, like a gentleman in a suit looking back, saying: "Brother, what's the matter with you? You scared me."

"Peace?" he asked.

Pigeon's head was twisted a little deeper, and he was a little more confused.

"Nuclear peace?" he asked again.

"Goo!"

"Thank you." Li Changzhou put his hand on his chest and bowed, making an unknown salute.

Europe, Czech Republic, Prague, 19:00 local time, temperature 10℃.

Physical condition, strength 2 points, constitution 7 points, agility 7 points, intelligence 7 points, charm 9 points - strength is not needed, it is recommended to win with appearance.

Li Changzhou left the alley, found a woman, and asked Banco Casino where to go.

The Banco Casino near the Flame Tower has a small door. When you walk in, you will see a long corridor that can only accommodate two people passing side by side. Near the door of the long corridor are two large vases, and at the back is a gambling machine.

The red carpet underfoot stretches straight to the second floor.

He didn't go in, but went to the left. Next to the casino was an American restaurant called Fridays.

Li Changzhou had no money, so he just sat on the table and chairs in front of the restaurant and waited for someone.

Europeans came and went, with hair of various colors and eyes of various colors.

The imposing building across the road has a wall like a Xia Kingdom city wall, and the two houses are connected by an arch bridge.

Li Changzhou remembered the names of architectural styles such as Romanesque, Gothic, Baroque and Renaissance, but he didn't know what these styles were exactly.

Seven minutes later, Yang Qinglan walked out of the alley opposite.

As night came, there were more and more pedestrians on the road, but she saw Li Changzhou first, and Li Changzhou saw her first. People with outstanding appearance are always more attractive.

Li Changzhou smiled uncontrollably.

Yang Qinglan who was crossing the road seemed to be smiling, but after checking the passing vehicles, when she looked at Li Changzhou again, her smile disappeared again.

"Qian Xia isn't here yet?" She walked across the sidewalk, came closer, and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

"No." Li Changzhou pointed to the opposite side, "Sit down."

The waiter who just asked Li Changzhou if he had ordered food came over again to ask, and Li Changzhou still replied: "Thank you, there are still friends who are not here.", and then smiled apologetically and handsomely.

Pedestrians walking on this street, just like drivers looking at traffic lights, will definitely look at the two of them.

There is a cross-racial effect between different races, which is face blindness among ordinary people, but no matter what skin color you are, as long as you are really good-looking, you can break this effect.

The two of them are really good-looking.

"Qian Xia's appearance has been seen by all the contestants. I hope she can join us smoothly." Yang Qinglan looked around and used his senses to detect whether there was any hostility.

"rest assured."

With her, Li Changzhou relaxed and looked as lazy as if he had gone out for a late-night snack.

"There might have been danger before. Have you forgotten that she is no longer a human being?"

"Not a human being?" Yang Qinglan was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses.

She smiled and said: "I forgot, she is now"

Before they finished speaking, a snowy owl swooped down from above the two of them, and its fierce and sharp claws clasped Li Changzhou's shoulders.

"I heard you two talking bad about me from afar!" The snow owl pecked Li Changzhou's face.

"What are you doing!" Li Changzhou turned away his face in disgust, "You want to kiss me and come back as a human being."

"I'm dear, I'm kissing you, I'm kissing you! I like you so much!" Every time he said a word, the snow owl would flap him with its wings.

Yang Qinglan coughed lightly.

The two of them already attracted the attention of these Czech guys, and with the addition of a handsome and beautiful owl, someone stopped and pointed their cell phone at them.

Li Changzhou whispered to Snow Owl: "Go find an empty house, put my photo in it, and come back here in half an hour."

When Li Qianxia took off, she slapped him again.

Li Changzhou rubbed his eyes, feeling scratched by feathers, which was the same feeling he had when Li Qianxia's ponytail flicked his eyes.

"Let's go." Yang Qinglan said.

He blinked and stood up.

The two turned around and walked into Banco Casino, which is a casino.

They had no capital, but before Li Changzhou could take advantage of his charm and win over his appearance, a woman took the initiative to come over and talk to them.

I really want to talk to him.

Li Changzhou has a tall and straight figure, and he smiles a bit like a libertine, but also a bit like a handsome young man with privileges. He walks calmly and leisurely with his long straight legs.

"Hello." The lady has gray cat eyes.

"Hello." Li Changzhou smiled.

The lady's heart seemed to have been scratched by a feather, her heartbeat was a little faster, and she was a little expectant.

"Are you Asian?"

"Yes." Li Changzhou nodded and glanced around the casino. The lady stared at his handsome profile.

"I've never been to a casino." He looked back and explained with a smile.

The lady's cat eyes almost sunk into those bright black eyes.

"The first time is the best, please try it." The lady smiled and gave him a 100-kronor chip.

She wanted to give Li Changzhou more, and even asked him if he was free at night, but Li Changzhou refused.

Then it was Yang Qinglan's home court - when giving her the chips, Li Changzhou smiled apologetically at the gray-eyed lady.

"Look around." Yang Qinglan whispered, sitting at the dice table.

With 7 points of intelligence and 7 points of perception, I played for half an hour with more wins and less losses.

During this period, Li Changzhou was responsible for vigilance as she said.

The female croupier was wearing stockings that were, well, flammable.

Yang Qinglan, who had accepted a large amount of chips at this time, glanced at him.

In every corner of the casino, there stood a bodyguard wearing a white shirt and black suit pants, with his hands folded in front of him and a headset on his waist.

He looks like a boxer, which is scary, exactly like the one in the movie.

To be honest, even the appearance looks the same to Li Changzhou.

Half an hour later, when the two left the casino, the lady reached out and pinched Li Changzhou's arm lightly, glaring at him angrily.

Li Changzhou smiled and grabbed a handful of chips and gave them to her.

Yang Qinglan watched all this.

So, as soon as he stepped out of the casino door, Li Changzhou sighed and said with great sadness: "Capitalism! Corrupt activities!"

He straightened his collar and restored himself to the spirit of a socialist successor.

When sitting in front of that store this time, Li Changzhou finally had the money to order.

The two of them drank Zak stout, ate fried pork ribs, blew in the evening breeze, and admired the street view of Prague. They looked like a traveling couple.

"Miss Yang, guess what I thought of when you walked out of there just now?" Li Changzhou pointed to the alley across the road.

Yang Qinglan looked in the direction he pointed, then looked away and asked him: "What?"

"A sweet dream came out of the alley. For a moment, I felt that there was no sound on the road, and the elite of the era stopped talking."

"Raymond Chandler's sentences." Yang Qinglan took a sip of orange juice and looked at him with clear eyes as if seeking explanation, "Are you plagiarizing?"

"Why hasn't Qianxia come back yet?"

Yang Qinglan smiled sweetly, with a hint of anger at the corner of her mouth. She was a thousand times more beautiful than the gray-eyed lady. It was indeed a sweet dream.

When Li Qianxia came back, she saw the food on the table and kissed Li Changzhou fiercely again.

"Here, here, I'll keep it for you!" Li Changzhou held her beak (mouth) and handed her a rib.

The snowy owl pecked at it, its button-like eyes showing happiness at this moment.

After almost eating, the three of them left the main road and came to an alley.

Li Changzhou looked at Yang Qinglan. Yang Qinglan nodded and made sure there was no one around. The three of them twisted and swirled and were sucked into the vortex.

Li Qianxia was looking for a loft-style apartment. In addition to the bathroom, the bed, kitchen, and living room were all in one space.

The second floor is a small platform with only a bed and a small wardrobe, which are still connected to the overall space.

"How is it here?" Li Qianxia turned back into a human and asked them.

"Yes." Yang Qinglan looked around and nodded, "It's inconvenient for men and women, but safety is the most important thing now."

"Let my brother sleep downstairs and the two of us sleep upstairs."

"I don't care." Li Changzhou picked up the photo that Li Qianxia posted before and hid it under the mattress of the big bed in the living room.

"Qian Xia, after dark, you find some safe and hidden place to put the photos." He explained.

"Wait for me to rest for a while." Li Qianxia threw herself on the bed.

Yang Qinglan checked every corner of the room and confirmed that there were no cameras.

Li Changzhou also leaned on the bed and turned on the TV. There was no news about terrorists preparing to attack Prague.

Didn’t the mayor of Prague receive the message?

Or is this Prague just a projection of reality?

"By the way, brother." Li Qianxia turned her face away from the quilt.

"Huh?" Li Changzhou changed the channel.

I heard that Czech movies are good.

"Now that all the players know about me, will they come to assassinate me? I don't mean now, but reality." Li Qianxia asked worriedly.

"Do you have a grudge against them, or do you have something good up your sleeve?"

"No."

"Then why did they risk their lives to kill you?"

"Well, maybe there is one? For example, a white card who likes to kill people for no reason?"

"After we go back, we'll discuss it with Zheng Qing." Yang Qinglan, who had checked the room, also joined the discussion, "The country doesn't want to see players taking action in the downtown area. If we pay more attention, we should be fine."