Story Quest - Demon Removal Guardian Path

Quest completion conditions: 1. Help Lin Feng eradicate the stronghold of the Jiuju faction in Xianggang (score +50). 2, the head of Jiuju's faction died (score +100).

Reward for completing tasks: 1. Rating +100. 2. Random reward*1. 3. Final reward. 4. Special rewards.

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Sure enough, it was triggered, and Fei Nan glanced at the conditions of the mission, which were not much different from what he had guessed before.

He noticed a detail that the reward for the death of the head of the Jiuju faction was actually higher than the one for eradicating a regional stronghold.

This shows that the difficulty of killing that boss is not low and should not be taken lightly.

"What clues do you have?" asked Uncle Feng.

Fei Nan thought for a moment and said, "I was tracking down a drug trafficking syndicate, and later I found out that someone was using the walking corpse to transport drugs, and it was probably the Jiuju faction. ”

"What a bunch of brutes, those guys are really getting more and more bottomless. ”

Uncle Feng scolded in a low voice, and said with some concern: "Being able to control the walking corpse, the other party's skill is obviously not low, and it is likely to be a master in the sect." ”

Fei Nan agreed: "If my information is correct, they have a stronghold in Xianggang, and it should be their head who controls the walking corpses." ”

Uncle Feng's expression was a lot more solemn: "You can't let them continue to harm people, do you know where their stronghold is?"

"I don't know. ”

Fernan paused: "But someone knows for sure. ”

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Shek O is located in the eastern part of the southern district of Hong Kong Island, across the sea from Stanley.

It's a remote and sparsely populated area, with little to no one except for a few fishing villages.

Unlike other industries, the fishing industry operates more at night, and fishermen drive their boats to turn on their headlights to attract fish in the offshore waters, and often reap a lot of rewards when they go down the net.

However, with uncontrolled fishing, there are fewer and fewer fishery resources in the offshore waters, and fishermen have to find ways to buy large ships to go out to sea.

However, only a minority can afford to buy large boats, and small fishing boats can only fish inshore.

After a large boat through a sieve, the life of a small fishing boat is even more difficult.

But the wisdom of the working people is infinite, and smart people can find a way to live anywhere.

The offshore waters are complex, and there is no port, so no one draws detailed charts, only experienced fishermen know the place well.

Except for the fishermen's boats, other boats generally do not come near here.

Ships that want to land here usually have hidden secrets.

This is an area where smugglers and smugglers are active, and they transport not seafood, but people and all kinds of illegal goods under the cover of night.

In addition to some of the brave locals in the offshore fishing villages, a large number of gray societies in Singapore and Matai are also taking advantage of this channel.

But they were unfamiliar with the nearby seas, which gave rise to a profession called a lighthouse.

The lighthouse is also fishermen, who still go out to sea at night to fish, but they will approach the reef and use their lights to illuminate the danger zone and pave a safe passage route in the grey.

They sailed out to sea, dropped anchor to sleep, and went home to play cards at dawn.

Occasionally, they cast two nets to make it easier to catch fish, and they don't care if they don't catch a catch.

Anyway, every once in a while, strangers will always come to their fishing village, invite them to eat, drink and have fun with big fish and meat, and there will be a big red envelope before leaving.

Tonight, the grey route was still busy, with a nondescript speedboat sailing across the sea and heading towards the shoreline.

The snake-headed drunken Kun, who usually likes to joke, is quiet tonight, and there are a dozen sturdy adult men sitting on the speedboat behind him.

He took a cigarette in his mouth, casually glanced back, and saw a tall, thin man in the lead looking up vigilantly, startled, and quickly avoided his eyes.

He has been in this business for a long time, and he knows countless people, so he can naturally see that these guys are not easy to mess with.

In the past, the smugglers he pulled were either as pale as vegetables, or they were terrified and shrunk their heads like chickens.

But these guys are different.

The tall man who looked at him just now, at least more than one meter nine tall, but very thin, his two arms were extremely long, and he almost touched his knees when he stood up, plus he had a pair of small heads with triangular eyes, and the whole person looked like a big praying mantis.

The guy had been motionless since he got on the boat, his face was expressionless, like a statue.

So when he suddenly looked over, he was startled.

The rest of the people, though not as tall as him, were quite strong.

Although they were all dressed in very ordinary clothes and looked inconspicuous, from the moment they got on the boat, they did not say a word, they were orderly, and they seemed to be extremely well-behaved.

Such a guy is either a soldier or an elite at the entrance of the lobby.

When they got aboard, they each carried a large black bag, of various sizes, but they were all very heavy, and Rotten Drunken Kun suspected that it was probably a firearm inside.

Scratching his buttocks, Rotten Drunken Kun couldn't help but look back again, but saw that the tall thin man with triangular eyes was still staring at him, and couldn't help but be shocked.

"How far is it?"

The triangular-eyed man asked him.

"It's coming, it's coming. ”

Rotten drunken Kun hurriedly replied.

Triangle Eyes closed his mouth and didn't ask any more questions.

Rotten drunken Kun turned around and continued to drive the boat, muttering in a small voice: "It turned out to be a neon man......"

It was the first thing they said to him when they got on the boat, and the triangular eye voice was hard to hear, a little hoarse.

Although Cantonese is spoken well, in terms of details, you can still hear the smell of raw fish.

He didn't care where these guys came from, he only cared about whether he could get the final payment.

This business came in a hurry, and the price was high, and he was afraid that these guys would regret it.

But after hearing the neon man, he was a lot more relieved.

Neon people have money, and they also talk about rules, and they are not afraid of not receiving the final payment.

Soon, the speedboat gradually approached the shoreline, and the drunken kun turned on the headlights and shone on the shore.

Phew!

With a sharp metallic roar, Rotten Drunken Kun felt a tingling pain in his waist, and when he looked back, it was Triangle Eye who pulled out a slender katana and pressed it against his lower back.

The blade of the katana is slightly curved, with some curvature, and it is more than one meter five.

I'm afraid that only the arm span of this triangular eye can draw the knife out of the sheath at once.

"Why are the lights on?"

Triangle Eye grasps the katana in one hand, and his arm is extremely steady.

He sat near the stern, but the slender blade combined with his arm span actually handed the tip of the knife to the back of the drunken kun in the driver's seat.

Rotten Drunken Kun stiffened and explained: "There is a reef near the coast, and I am afraid of hitting it, so I have to turn on the light to see clearly." ”

The triangular eye didn't say anything, the blade of the knife was flipped, and the back of the knife was against the tiger's mouth held in the scabbard, and the knife was put into the sheath, which was crisp.

Rotten Drunken Kun breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly said: "Don't worry, I'm the most disciplined, who doesn't know in the whole Xianggang? Since I have received the money, I will definitely send you to the place safely." ”

Triangle eyes stared at him silently, expressionless.

Drunken Kun swallowed his saliva, turned the steering wheel, reversed direction, and drove quickly to the shore.

Moments later, the speedboat stopped in front of a gentle beach.

Triangle Eye jumped out of the speedboat, waded through the water, and went ashore.

The other ten men also got up silently, jumped off the speedboat with their bags, and walked towards the shore.

Seeing this, Rotten Drunken Kun hurriedly pulled the cable and jumped down, fluttered and ran to a reef, made a few detours on it, and quickly chased after it.

"Wait a minute. ”

He held a flashlight and panted and said, "I made an appointment with the connector, and I have to call the signal for him to come out." ”

As he spoke, he ran up to the triangular eyes, turned on his flashlight, and shook it around the forest on the shore, paused for two seconds, and then shook it twice.

However, after waiting for a while, it was still dark in the forest.