The mysterious journey begins with becoming a pirate

"Those are the playthings of rich people, and also the playthings of extraordinary people. Under the guise that they can effectively relieve stress and purify the will body, they are sold in more high-rise entertainment venues in Damia. Including the 'Brilliant World' that you once said '." Florian looked at the three people opposite him and said.

He paused briefly and continued:

"The second news is that Heipi has a long-term commission to eliminate drug dens in Dalmeia. It has always been there, but no one has ever completed it. No one will pick it up."

"Because no one has released this commission at all. And the person in charge of this commission and the intelligence is my current adjutant. And there is no information about drug dens in the processing department."

He suddenly looked at Alok with a funny look and said with a smile:

"Look, how amazing it is."

Alok didn't talk, but said directly to Roger: "Tell me about the news you recently investigated about the drug dealer's drug warehouse."

"Of course, it's time for me to play a role as a qualified second officer." Roger boasted for a while, and then said:

"In the neglected area between Pier 2 and Pier 3. A small warehouse guarded by extraordinary beings, very close to the seaside. People come and go, but no one knows. Many drugs were transferred from there to a ship. Then put on the second-hand dealer who sells drugs."

"As for the deeper source of the drugs, I haven't been able to find out yet. But if you give me time to investigate carefully, I think there will still be traces." Roger said with a confident smile.

"Look. My men will be able to find out some information soon, and there is no help from historians." Alok also looked at Florian and answered what Florian just said, which meant something.

"I decided to take action tonight. Go and have a look at the scene. I wonder if you will come, Florian. I think you can also bring your adjutant with you."

Florian pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "I think it's okay. Fuck it. It's a pity that my adjutant will die in this battle."

"He is still a young child. As a second-level judge, he has not yet mastered more skills. He only has a standard extraordinary pistol issued by Black Leather after becoming a judge as a weapon."

"What a pity." Alok agreed.

He sighed and said, "When will you ask him out? I think you should leave now. I'll wait for you at the Tough Guy Bar on Pier 3."

"Okay." Florian replied briefly.

He also sighed, seemingly still grieving for his adjutant.

They didn't make any other plans. They divided their forces into two groups and went to the Tough Guy Bar to wait for the right time to solve the dinner problem. The other side is to conveniently solve the problem of possible traitors against the will.

Elok finally changed into his favorite combat uniform. A leather windbreaker and leather pants are fully equipped with all available weapons and equipment. It also made Sebas change into clothes more suitable for fighting.

He walked out of the door, still a little excited, almost reaching the critical state that the adventurous spirit wanted to reach.

No matter what the channel is, Elok's ultimate goal is to find El and find the anti-will.

Great progress would be made if there were a memory of a traitor against the will.

The adjutant is suspected, but it needs to be confirmed by Alok.

It is not ruled out that he is just a worker, or just a supporter pushed by the people behind the scenes.

But as long as it has anything to do with anti-will, this is a clue.

On the way, Alok seemed to suddenly remember something, looked at Roger and asked:

"By the way, have I finished making my bullets? They may come in handy today."

"Ah. Ha~~~" Roger laughed, then looked around, quietly took out a few bullets from his pocket and handed them to Alok.

Then he said with some reluctance: "If you hadn't asked, I almost forgot."

"I think you would have been corrupt if I didn't tell you." Alok replied angrily. "One whole crystal, just three shots? Are you making trouble. Or have you been deceived. Huh?"

"Ha, you have to ask them to charge some handling fees, Captain." Roger said with an innocent expression.

Alok frowned helplessly and said helplessly: "What skill? Tell me."

"It's the devil's third-level skill 'Fire Attack'. It condenses the power of ultra-high-temperature bursting flames into fists or other weapons, and then attacks with great force." Roger explained in detail.

He glanced at the empty bullet, still reluctant to part with it. After swallowing, he added:

"This can be regarded as the most domineering and most lethal existence among the third-level skills."

Alok weighed the three inconspicuous bullets for a few times, and felt the devil's breath on them so as not to think that Roger was lying to him.

Very skilled in alchemy indeed. Much stronger than Lorna.

He nodded secretly.

He put the two bullets in his chest pocket where he was used to putting bullets, then took out the Silver Pain, deftly took out a bullet, and then replaced it with the extraordinary bullet that represented the "Fire Attack" skill.

By the time they reached the Tough Guy Bar, the sky was already dark.

After sitting in the tough guy bar for a long time, Florian's figure appeared in Alok's sight.

It was already late at night, and it was the busiest time in the bar.

Behind Florian followed a man with a friendly look and a thin figure. His black eyes were rolling and he looked a little nervous. He looked around with Florian.

Alok sent Sebastian to lead the two to this side.

When the two came to Alok's table, he stood up and introduced himself: "You can call me Captain."

"This is the second mate."

"And this is the 'poet'." Alok pointed at Sebastian.

Introducing with code names is the rule of the road.

He hurriedly said: "Oh~~~ You can call me 'Belt'."

Belt? ? ?

This is a really good code name. Alok held back his smile, after all, the man in front of him was probably dying.

Alok had already started to check his memory, but in order to cover up and let himself check carefully, he deliberately said:

"Second mate, give this, um~~~ Mr. 'Belt' a basic introduction."

"Okay, no problem." Roger answered frankly.

"After the commission is completed, we will split the money 50-50, you and Florian will take 50%, and the three of us will take 50%. But if anyone doesn't contribute, don't blame me for not agreeing." Roger talked freely and made up stories.

"The location of the mission is nearby, but now only I know it. This is also a guarantee that I can get a share of the rewards."

"From now on, in order to ensure the confidentiality of the mission, no one can leave everyone's sight."

"The specific mission is of course to fight. But only the 'big guy' knows who the target is."

He raised his eyebrows, meaning to ask Mr. 'Belt' if he understood.

"Well, I know about this issue. Now I know whether you are reliable or not, and what your identity is?" The belt's eyes were still moving around, as if he wanted to know some other information.

"The rules of the underworld, don't ask these. Don't you understand?" Roger said with some disgust.

He looked at Florian fiercely and said, "Big guy, this is the brother you brought out? You don't even know the rules. He's so talkative, be careful not to see the sun tomorrow."

"Don't worry, don't worry. I will keep his mouth shut." Florian apologized.

During this period, Alok had checked this person's memory, but unfortunately, there were no more meaningful pictures except some pictures of accepting bribes from drug dealers.

He did destroy the news about drug dealers and not publish commissions.

He even helped drug dealers sell drugs and provided them with a protective umbrella.

But there is no evidence that he is a traitor against the will.

From the astral vision, there is no abnormality.

However, the picture of accepting bribes in the memory of the 'belt' is enough to make Alok excited.

Alok saw the face of the briber.