Merchant of the Underworld

The Jiang brothers stuffed tobacco into their pipes and said without raising their heads: "There is an old saying in our line of work: Jiangnan spells dust, Jiangbei invites spirits, Lingdong offers sword and fire sacrifices, and Bianxi is poisonous! This man Although his technique is the Nine Nether Vampire Claw, the formula of this potion does not seem to be very pure, and it is very similar to the practice in Yunnan and Guizhou in Bianxi. The person who is most familiar with this method is Liang Mingli, and this is also his Strengths.”

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at Liang Mingli.

The dwarf old man was sitting on the chair with his eyes closed, almost asleep.

As soon as the Jiang brothers mentioned his name, he rubbed his eyes with his small hands, put aside the big backpack he had been holding in his arms, and stood up from his seat.

This guy is only about 1.2 meters tall and has a big head like a winter melon. He looks like a Wu Dalang.

He stepped on the chair, almost lying on the table, and could barely reach the iron plate.

I didn't see him making any moves, but he actually grabbed a wisp of black smoke from his severed arm. The black smoke was long and thin, continuous, and slowly formed a picture under the dancing hands.

It's a face!

The face was outlined by black smoke, suspended in mid-air vividly. This face looks very young, with slightly high cheekbones and deep-set eye sockets. He does not seem to be Han Chinese.

Immediately, Liang Mingli took out another cinnabar and applied it to the center of his eyebrows, and his face immediately came to life.

His brows were furrowed and he bit his lips tightly, as if in great pain.

Everyone here is an expert, and they can tell at a glance that this must be the owner of the broken arm, and the black smoke that forms the face is the frightened remains of that person.

Everyone has three souls and seven souls. After death, the soul drifts away, and people with a little cultivation can gather the soul and reappear. There is nothing strange about this.

But this man obviously only lost an arm, and his life was not lost. But this little old man can still pull out his soul with a broken arm, which is extremely amazing!

Snapped! I was surprised when Liang Mingli suddenly clapped his hands.

The man's face immediately twisted in extreme pain, and then, the black smoke dispersed, gradually forming another portrait.

This situation is extremely weird, as if there is an invisible hand floating in mid-air drawing sand paintings.

There are three people standing side by side in the painting, one of whom is the owner of the broken arm.

The three of them were lying on the snow, staring ahead. There was a large ship parked in the ice in the distance. It was obvious that this was the icebreaker we were on.

The black smoke flowed slowly, and the picture also started to move.

The images were all composed of black smoke, only black and white, like an old black and white TV floating in the air.

The square-faced man who was the leader of the three people made a gesture, and the three of them jumped up together and got into the black hole under the white snow.

According to the picture, it should be an ice hole on the river!

The three of them approached the ship very quickly like fish swimming underwater. One of the little men climbed up close to the side of the boat like a gecko, and then the other two also got on the boat.

The square-faced man made a gesture, and the three of them split into three groups and disappeared into the darkness.

The scene continued to flow, and now only the owner of the broken arm was left. He jumped up and down extremely carefully, avoiding the patrolling groups of mercenaries.

When approaching the entrance of the warehouse, they encountered a sentry point where two mercenaries were guarding with assault rifles. The passage is extremely narrow and there is no way around it.

The man waited for a while, then suddenly jumped up and passed in front of the two of them.

The two mercenaries swayed for a moment and then became motionless.

He continued to run forward, as if he was very familiar with the structure of the ship, twisting and turning, and went straight to the second floor, which is the guest room where we people live.

Just as he reached the end of the corridor, a figure suddenly appeared.

Although the light was shining brightly, making it blurry and blurry, it was still possible to tell that the figure was Wizard Hill. Because he was covered in black robes, even his head was covered tightly, and the metal mask on his face reflected a golden light under the light.

Immediately afterwards, the picture became chaotic and it was impossible to see clearly.

When the black smoke settled again, it turned into a severed arm, exactly the same as the one on the iron plate on the table.

Liang Mingli clapped his hands again.

With a snap, the black smoke dissipated, and even the arm on the plate turned into a puff of black smoke and disappeared.

With a clang, the ring on the index finger fell off and landed on the plate with a soft sound!

Liang Mingli spread his hands to everyone, as if to say: "My performance is over."

This ability surprised me even more.

This guy can not only extract the remnant soul from the broken arm, he can even extract memories - memories about the arm!

He regarded the arm itself as an independent living body, completely refining the memory, and then recreating it through the soul. This ability is really amazing.

For more than ten seconds, no one said anything.

I don't know if he was also shocked by Liang Mingli's skills, or if he had other ideas.

"It seems that this is the true image." William nodded and said, "Thank you Mr. Liang for solving the mystery! After the incident, we retrieved all the surveillance records, but did not find any images. They were extremely clever in avoiding them. All camera blind spots were covered, and even before that, we didn’t know that three assassins had infiltrated.”

"Based on what the images show, do you have any suggestions?"

"They are Japanese!" Karov said seriously with a loud voice: "In the years I lived in the ocean, I had many interactions with the Japanese. These people are very much like... ninjas."

"That's right, they are ninjas." The Jiang brothers also shook their pipes and said: "Judging from their body skills, they are from the Iga lineage. These three people have all practiced shadow escape, but their Jiuyou Where did you learn the vampire claws?"

Japanese ninja? What was their purpose of sneaking onto the ship secretly?

"The focus now is not to discuss which faction they belong to, but to find out what they are doing here? And, where are the other two people?" Fan Chong, a seemingly reckless guy, also put forward constructive suggestions. Views.

"died."

Hill's extremely special robot voice sounded again: "I was alarmed by the breath of death, and then I met this guy. I could feel that a total of four newly dead souls were born. I originally thought they were all Mercenaries, but since only two mercenaries died, the other two intruders should also be dead."

"Oh?" Upon hearing this, William paused in surprise, glanced at everyone's faces seemingly casually, and said with a slight smile: "Then, who did it?"