Thriller: I created an alien asylum

The logistics staff wanted to take him there.

Ao Qu raised his hand to stop them: "No, give me a coordinate."

The logistics staff immediately reported the coordinates, and they only felt a gust of wind blowing in front of them. In a blink of an eye, Ao Qu's figure disappeared in front of them.

...

Wu knocked on a window that looked very ordinary with a special rhythm.

A voice sounded behind the window: "How many kilograms of oil fruit do you want?"

"Nine kilograms of oil fruit and one kilogram of sake."

The window was opened a little.

A man wearing a mask and a hat appeared, and he lowered his voice and said: "The dark market is not open yet. Are you here to take the task or hand in the task?"

"I'm here to reserve a stall in the dark market."

The man in the hat: "The deposit is 10,000 yuan. Do you want to pay by card or cash?"

Wu thought about it, and he happily took out several wallets, took out a lot of money from them, and collected 10,000 yuan.

The man in the hat looked at the wallets of different styles in his hands, which were obviously not from the same owner, and couldn't help but twitched his mouth.

Another low-class person.

But he was silent, didn't say anything, just quietly took the money, and then gave Wu a special card with a stamp.

"This is your stall, No. 17, don't go wrong, the dark market will open after 12 o'clock tonight and last for seven days."

After the hat man finished speaking, he immediately closed the window.

Wu walked outside.

Bo was waiting there alone. In order not to be too ostentatious, this time he changed out of the exaggerated armor and changed into a set of casual clothes.

Now he was fiddling with the zipper on his clothes, which was a little uncomfortable. The clothes were too light and had no defensive ability.

"My lord."

Bo saw Wu coming out, hurried over, and stood behind him vigilantly.

This time, Wu went to the other world as a vanguard, but did not take him with him, which made him worried for a while.

After all, Wu's combat ability was indeed not very high, and Bo, who wanted to follow Wu, would naturally worry about Wu getting hurt.

"You don't have to be too vigilant. I'm S-level after all. Moreover, fate favors me. Unless I volunteer, I won't encounter any danger."

A witch who can see fate, to some extent, also has a certain ability to seek benefits and avoid harm.

Moreover, for a witch to become an S-level trickster, his strength must be at the passing line, so he won't have to surrender when facing weirdness or danger.

Bo silently took the wallets in his hand. These wallets were empty, with nothing in them, so he threw them into a trash can on the street.

Wu specifically went to remote places, and sometimes, he deliberately took a few turns. It seemed aimless, but in fact, it seemed to have some goal.

Click!

There were several staggering footsteps in front of him, accompanied by occasional shouting and cursing.

"Damn! That bitch! How dare he look down on me!"

"Brother, he is so ignorant, why don't we go find him later and beat him up so he will behave."

"You know nothing!"

"Yes, yes, yes."

"How about we go have a couple more drinks?"

"Are there two people in front? Hey, what are you looking at?"

Several drunk people stopped in front of Wu and Bo.

The leader looked at Wu's outfit and Bo, who looked like a college student in casual clothes, and couldn't help but sneered.

"Hey, who are you wearing such strange clothes?"

"I hate these liars who pretend to be ghosts and so on the most. Come on, take off his clothes for me!"

Several people burped and walked towards Wu with unsteady steps.

Bo immediately blocked Wu in front of him. Without saying a word, he punched the leader in the face.

I saw that his face was crooked and one of his front teeth was knocked out.

"Boss!"

His younger brothers were sobered up by the shock of seeing this.

They hurried to help their boss up.

The leader was stunned. After a long time, he covered his face and pointed at Bo: "You... you wait!"

Bo pressed his fingers and knocked them down in a few strokes.

Then, he skillfully took out several wallets from them, pulled out the cards inside, and threw them back at them.

Not many people can carry cash with them these days.

However, it seems that people in this gray area generally like to use cash for transactions.

Bo counted the gains this time, only thousands of yuan.

It seems that they just went out for a wave of consumption and didn't have much money left.

"Let's go."

Bo stood up immediately and clapped his hands, as if he was disgusted with something.

The few people lay on the ground, groaning softly, and didn't dare to shout, for fear of calling the evil spirit back to beat them up again.

After most of the night.

There is a legend circulating on the street.

A hero who robs the rich and helps the poor appears in this city. Don't go to those remote places to rob, collect protection fees, drink and cause trouble, otherwise you will be beaten.

At the least, you will be injured and lose all your money. At the worst, you will be thrown directly to the police station and be in jail.

Wu took Bo for a walk.

Bo realized that although this world was classified as SS~SSS, which can be called an extremely high-risk world, as long as those evil gods did not descend, this world was not dangerous at ordinary times.

The places they went to were all places with strong weird energy and a high probability of weirdness.

However, the weird things they encountered along the way were all low-level weird things, and there were very few with green faces and above.

Bo then relaxed his tense nerves.

"Even so, I still don't agree with you to participate in the dark market. The underground world is much darker than the people on the surface. Perhaps there are some dangerous people hidden in it."

"I'm just looking for a few destined people."

Seeing that he couldn't beat him, Bo had to follow behind Wu, and secretly swore in his heart that he must protect Master Wu even if he risked his life.

Twelve o'clock at night.

The moonlight is getting darker. At this special time, most people should go to sleep.

However, somewhere in this city.

A group of special people from all over the world gathered.

They all hid themselves behind masks and wore the most popular and ordinary clothes, making it impossible to see their true identities.

This is the dark market of Shucheng.

The entrance is a hidden secret passage, which is built under an abandoned construction site.

The entrance to the passage is deep in the alley of another street.

When Wu walked in, he found that the camera outside the alley had been scrapped due to disrepair.

Generally, cameras in public places like this should be repaired by professional personnel.

But this camera looked like no one had repaired it for a long time. One reason was that it had been forgotten, and the other was that the person who opened the dark market probably used some tricks.