This aura is deadly

The taxi parked on the street, one street away from the Holy Angel nightclub.

Chen Ke got out of the car and just looked ahead from a distance to see a two-story small nightclub.

An exaggerated angel neon sign flashes light purple, and even from a street away, you can hear the exciting music in the building.

Chen Ke tightened his tie, adjusted his suit a little, and walked along the street looking for Hall. He took out his mobile phone and checked the time. At 9:12 pm, Hall should have arrived.

At the bus stop on the roadside, Chen Ke found Hall, who was leaning under the bus stop sign and playing PSP.

Chen Ke approached Hall and patted him on the shoulder.

Apparently, Hall was fascinated by the game. He was startled and looked up at Chen Ke.

"You're late, um... the suit is nice." Hall put the psp into his pocket.

"Let's get down to business... Do you know that spy?" Chen Kedao said.

Hall took out his mobile phone, opened a photo and handed it to Chen Ke. Chen Ke took the phone. The picture showed a Latino man with a shaved head, a pair of sunglasses, a pointed nose, and a smart... no, a liar's face.

"His name is Patsy. One of our spies is a clever guy. Heinard's previous actions were the information he provided," Hall said.

"Tell me about the vote that Heinard did. Maybe there will be some useful information." Chen Ke asked.

Hall lowered his head and thought about it. Chen Ke felt that he felt that there was something inconvenient to tell him. After Hall organized what could and could not be said, he finally confided something to Chen Ke.

Heinard is the older member of the postman, and the tasks he participates in are generally more important and higher-value errands.

Before joining the postman, Heinard had done smuggling business at sea. Although he was not a psyker, he often taught some illegal psykers and was very familiar with the sacred diamonds.

He can judge which sacred diamonds are more valuable by their color, and he also knows what those buyers want.

The smuggler group has established a huge "black network channel" at sea that is outside the safe waters. Although Heinard is no longer involved in the smuggling business, he knows the "black network channel" well.

It is difficult for you to trust a smuggler, even if he has quit and joined you. Rebellion will happen sooner or later, it just depends on whether the temptation is big enough.

Information from Heinard's last mission showed that there was a fresh batch of "cargo" from the "New Great Void" that was being prepared to be shipped out of the City of Opportunity.

No matter which unlucky enterprise worked hard to come up with these treasures, the postman will not stand idly by.

Heinard collected information from various aspects through Pazzi's intelligence network, and finally found the temporary hiding place of the goods, so he took three companions to visit.

"That's all, before you came to our gun store, he set off. And then the rest happened," Hall said.

"Do you know which spiritual company got that batch of goods out of the Great Void?" Chen Ke asked.

"It is said that Lescott Spiritual Property and Weber Spiritual Property worked together..." Hall said.

Hmm... Chen Ke frowned. Those two companies... Shrili and Parker were their investigators respectively, but they knew without even thinking that those two losers would never be exposed to such a black mission.

"Have you heard of HCP?" Chen Ke suddenly asked.

Their equipment boxes were piled in the Great Void, their camp was left behind, and the discouraged brother who seemed unable to leave the Great Void was also one of their members. To this day, he still doesn’t know whether HCP is the abbreviation of a certain spiritual company or the Management Bureau. A department dedicated to exploring the Great Void.

"HCP...?" Hall frowned, seeming to be thinking about something.

Chen Ke looked at Hall expectantly.

"I have no impression. I don't know. Maybe Pihom will know something. Bain can always get some weird information." Hall shook his head.

Chen Ke felt like he was holding a messy ball of wool in his hand, and there were many knots in the ball. He didn't know which thread to follow to figure out the whole thing.

Is the countdown to life an innate gift or a man-made curse? Chen Ke is also a little shaken now.

If there were too few clues in his hand when he first traveled through time, and he could only wishfully think that finding Pankiya would solve the mystery of his life countdown, then now, looking at so much fragmentary information in his hand, he didn't know. What should I believe now?

"No matter how those companies entered the Great Void, Chen Ke, I bet that they must have harvested piles of sacred diamonds when they came out," Hall said.

For the postman, the sacred diamond just means money. They are ordinary people who engage in banditry and do not have or avoid dealing with extraordinary things.

But now Chen Ke is no longer an ignorant rookie.

It is not difficult to understand that most spiritual enterprises secretly hide sacred diamonds for smuggling transactions through various means. After all, every industry has a gray and black industrial chain.

But those spiritual entities that take the initiative to open the door to the Great Void...

According to Chen Ke's knowledge, the only method he knows of to open the door is the deadly blasphemous dagger...

If this is just a concrete manifestation of "capital eating people", then he has nothing to say. But subconsciously, Chen Ke felt that the purpose of these radical consortiums was not simple.

The two came to the door of the nightclub and looked at the small place across the street. Chen Ke saw a sturdy security guard standing at the door. His hands were placed in front of his belly, which was a typical "belly guard". "With his posture, you can tell he is equipped with a gun.

The dark alley on one side is unguarded, so if you want to invade secretly, it should be a good choice. But without professional tools, there is no way to pry open the window and can only break the glass.

Chen Ke looked at the open-air bar on the second floor again. Several customers were sitting there. He didn't know what was going on inside the building. If a riot broke out, the customers in the bar on the second floor would be in big trouble, because there was nothing they could do about it. control……

"How are we going to get in? Just through the main entrance, in a big way?" Chen Ke asked.

"Let's go straight in, find that bitch inside, and then ask him clearly. He just went in to have a good time, so if we take him out, the people in the nightclub won't do anything to us." Hall rubbed his hands.

"Okay, let's do it like this." Chen Ke didn't have any better way, so it wasn't too late to go in first and make other plans.

The two swaggered towards the door of the nightclub, attracting the attention of the bodyguards.

"I'm sorry, you two...do you have a VIP card?" The bodyguard stepped forward to stop the two of them.

Chen Ke was stunned and looked at Hall, hoping that he would be prepared.

However, Hall didn't know that there was something going on in this nightclub. The two looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

"Ah... forget it, go in, you will leave soon anyway..." The bodyguard rubbed the back of his head, as if he was not that concerned about this job. As he spoke, he backed away from the door.

The two of them walked into the nightclub inexplicably.