The stands were filled with brightly dressed men, among them graceful ladies and pot-bellied merchants, each with excitement engraved on their faces, their countenances distorted, screaming, and their eyes glowing with a red glow that seemed to be about to eat people.

Under the stands was a huge iron cage, stained with something I don't know if it was rust or blood, and it seemed that there was a foul smell coming out.

In the iron cage, a thin figure and a strong and tall figure confronted each other.

After a while, they attacked each other again.

The thin figure was agile and agile, and the tall man punched hard, and the range was so large that almost half of the space was enveloped in it.

Fists to flesh, flesh and blood flying.

The more tragic and bloody the picture, the more it can arouse the excited cries of the people in the stands, and the distorted faces show the naked humanity, ugly and dirty.

Wilde glanced at it for a few moments, then looked away and walked inside.

His presence caught the attention of some in the exchange, who looked at Wilder with curiosity and thought, or with a sinister smile.

"Newcomer? It looks so special. ”

The red demon mask on his face aroused the interest of some people.

Wilde ignored the stares that were on him, and walked to a dimly lit shop in the back.

The upper part of the door was covered by a yellow-white tattered curtain, and the lower part of the curtain was a counter connected to the wall, and inside the counter was a small space in which a man wrapped in bandages was sitting.

Wild stepped forward, lifted the curtains, and stood still at the counter.

"Newcomer?" The bandaged man's voice was a little sharp, and his eyes were grim, and he looked at Wild.

"Yes."

"The entry fee is 800,000 Bailey." He withdrew his gaze and didn't raise his head.

Wilde took out the paper ticket given by the old man, put it on the counter, and pushed it inside.

The sound of the paper rubbing against the counter made the person in the bandage raise his head involuntarily, his eyes stayed on the paper for a moment, and then he raised his head and looked at Wilde and said slowly, calmly and calmly: "Eight hundred thousand entry gold." ”

The tall body remained in a standing position, and the face under the red demon mask showed no expression, and he stared at the man in the bandage, without speaking.

The man in the bandage was also expressionless, perhaps feeling that a little explanation was missing, he looked at Wild, picked up the paper on the counter in his hand, and continued to say calmly: "This thing is useless. ”

"Is it—" The voice under the mask was muffled, and no emotion could be heard in it, but the temperature around it seemed to have dropped a little.

"Yes." The man in the bandage responded flatly.

Wilder didn't say anything more, pulled out a stack of Bailey from his robes, pulled back two tenths, and placed the rest on the counter.

The man in the bandage put the money away, and Wilde saw a smile in his bandage, and the corners of his mouth curved downward, and he didn't say anything.

"Occupation?" The man in the bandage said.

"Killers."

He nodded and said: "Turn right and there are bounties and task walls, and the tasks on it can be done, and if you choose whichever one you choose, you can remove it from the wall and register here, and you can also go here to receive the task money after the task is completed." As he spoke, he wrote Wilder's information on a table and took a picture of Wilder with his camera.

"It's a necessary process, and of course, you can also choose to unmask." As he spoke, he had filled out the paperwork, put it away and put it in the drawer at the back.

"Of course, I have some special missions here, probably whether they are bounty hunters or killers, it is more difficult to complete, and the time is not too short, if you are interested, you can also receive these tasks directly from me."

He was probably in a better mood than when he first came in, and after saying that, he walked out of the counter, walked past Wild's side, and walked to the right: "Come with me, I'll show you there." ”

Without saying a word, Wilde followed him on.

Soon, a horizontal aisle appeared at the end of the aisle, with scissors on both sides of the front wall, on which were written: For Killers, For Bounty Hunters.

The killer turned to the left, and Wilde followed the bandage man inside.

Inside, there is a huge space made up of six walls, divided into various areas, and the walls of each area are invariably plastered with task sheets.

"These are, you can pick and choose at will, there are some of these tasks that have been here for several years, and even some that no one has ever touched, these can be judged by yourself, they are marked with star ratings, one to five levels, basically, my advice to newcomers is to start from the first level, after all, life is more important, isn't it? Of course... No one will stop anyone who wants to send them to death, in short... Everything is your choice, if there is nothing to do, I will go out, you can choose yourself. With that, the bandage man left on his own.

Wild walked over to a wall and looked up at the task list on it.

His eyes were mainly attracted by the top task list, one of which read: Kill the former king of Dressrosa, King Liku, and the task is 500 million.

The star rating is five stars, that is, level five, which is one of the tasks with the highest mission level here, and the task list is also distinguished from other task lists below level 5, with more gold stripes on the edges, which looks more advanced.

The other five-star mission list Wilde also took a cursory look, one of the tasks was to kill Drought Jack, and the mission fee was 1.5 billion Bailey, which was half as much as the reward offered to him by the navy, and this amount was still given by the exchange, plus the amount that the exchange secretly wanted to earn, I am afraid that the amount would have to be increased by at least one or two hundred million.

There is also a five-star mission list on which the task also requires killing the leader of a country, and the task fee is 200 million.

It's a pity that these five-star missions have a common feature, no one has received them, or someone has ever claimed them, but they all failed without exception.

Wilder set his sights on the task list of other stars, and finally chose a three-star mission, assassinating a country's nobles, and the task fee was 58 million, which is a task with a relatively high reward among three-star tasks.

There are some basic introductions on it, such as the name of the mission target is Chisaro Vasaro, the location is in the Kingdom of Poru, and the status is a nobleman in the kingdom and a minister in the kingdom.

In addition, there is some basic information related, but it is not very useful, and I don't know when the information is, and a lot of information is not necessarily accurate, after all, people and things are changing with the passage of time.

There are fifteen red dots painted on the bottom of this task list, which means that the task has been claimed fifteen times, and all fifteen times have failed, and no one knows whether the killers who received the task died or gave up.

Wild Wild removed it from the mission wall and turned to walk outside.

When he returned to the counter, the bandage man was already inside, took the task list handed by Wild, glanced at it, he glanced at Wilde slightly, and then said nothing, sandwiched the task list and Wild's information together, and put it in another drawer inside.

"I have some information about this mission here, you need to pay half a million Bailey to get it, you can also choose to refuse, we never force people."

After he finished speaking, he paused and continued: "Of course, in order to avoid misunderstanding, one thing I must make clear in advance is that the intelligence is not 100% correct, as long as the error does not exceed 50%, then... We do not accept refunds or fault-finding. ”

"I know, then, I want this information." Wilde took out 500,000 Baileys and placed them on the counter, but his hand did not take them off the stack of Baileys.

Facing the bandage man with a faint puzzle and gradually sharpening eyes, Wilde said in an extremely calm and low tone: "What do you want so much money for?" ”

"I like it." He said.

Wilde removed his hand and let the bandage man take the money in, the 500,000 Bailey was a normal transaction, and he naturally wouldn't make any special attitude.

However, the previous 800,000...

Wild's eyes flickered vaguely a few times.

"What's going on?" Before leaving, Wilde looked at the big iron cage and asked.

"Oh." The bandage man glanced at Wild's gaze, and said in a reasonable tone: "The company wants to make money, and it can't be justified if such a large space doesn't hold one or two entertainment facilities to make a little money." You say yes, right? Mr. Red Ghost Rookie. ”

He seems to have taken it upon himself to give Wild's name or code name, and to include it in the material.

"Well, then... Bye. Wilde said no more, and walked towards the exit.

"Bang!"

A black shadow smashed in front of Wild, splashing dust and rolling down, and one after another watched the eyes of the show.

Wilder's tall frame stood still, his red demon mask making it impossible to see his true expression inside.

He stared silently ahead, as if he didn't see the bloodied corpse beneath his feet, smashed as a cargo.

"New here! Fighting? The door of the iron cage was opened, and a thin figure stood by the door looking at Wild's side, a hideous and bloodthirsty smile on his face.

The corpse on the ground was the tall one next to him when he came in before, and his entire head had been twisted one hundred and eighty degrees, obviously, this was the result of the battle.

The gaze under the mask moved down slightly, focusing on the corpse at his feet, and Wild's expression was cold and calm.

He didn't reply.

The bandage man behind him followed at some point, standing behind Wilder, and his tone seemed to state: "Coming to power as a killer or a bounty hunter to defeat the challenger will not only get a rich Bailey, but also a mysterious intelligence treasure chest provided by the exchange." ”

"No one knows the information in the treasure chest, and it could be that someone ate for lunch yesterday, or that the legendary Drought Jack is lying half-dead somewhere waiting for you to kill him."

With that, the bandage man stood silently in place.

"So—" Wild's hoarse voice sounded, and he turned his head slightly to look towards the cage.

The thin figure was bathed in blood, grinning at this, revealing a mouthful of cold white fangs, and smiling.

The stands quickly became lively, excitement and madness seemed to be contagious, and a pair of scarlet eyes stared at the scene inside the huge iron cage on the distorted faces.

Inside the iron cage, the two stood opposite each other, about ten meters apart, and the thin man looked even smaller in front of Wild.

It's like... A comparison between a child and an adult.

There were no referees, just brass bells hanging from the top of the iron cage.

"Hey... Your mask is so ugly, I'm going to take it off and tear your face in a minute. The thin, ugly monkey-like man's voice was unexpectedly deep, and he looked at Wild, his eyes shining with bloodthirsty light, and said with a sinister smile.

"Bang Bang Bang...!"

The brass bell is ringing!

And then...

The picture seemed to freeze, and everyone saw that Wilder's figure disappeared completely as if a gust of wind at the moment the voice sounded.

After that, the tall body had appeared behind the thin man, the thick palms opened, wrapping the thin man's head, the body twisted slightly, the muscles of the arms bulged, and then quickly inserted into the hard floor of the iron cage, and in the blink of an eye, stones flew, rubble flew and smoke filled!

Under the palm of his hand, the skull sank deep into the cracked hole, blood slowly flowed out, and the entire stand was silent.

Everyone is trying to remember, what just happened?

There was a dull expression on each face, and there was no reaction for a long time.

It wasn't until Wild opened the iron door of the cage and walked out of it that the uproar erupted!

"One move...! It only took one trick to..."

The incredulous look crept up to the faces of the people on the stand, and when they came back to their senses, they remembered the scene just now, and their hearts couldn't help but stop beating for a moment.

Then came the more excited and twisted screams, and a bunch of crazy people roared.

"Red Ghost!"

"Red Ghost!"

"Red Ghost!"

There was only one voice left in the entire exchange, as if it was welcoming the new king, or the novelty of the death of the old king, and the excitement was unparalleled as if the images and plots had never been seen before were like a stimulant piercing into the veins.

The bandage man froze completely, the whole person stood in place, he watched Wilde walking towards him, his heart seemed to slow down, and then a big hammer struck his heart fiercely, and he suddenly woke up!

He calmed down his disordered aura and made himself look more indifferent, the money had already been eaten, and it was useless to regret it.

He nodded slightly at Wild, clapped his hands, and turned his head sideways to the waiter who walked by: "Go to the warehouse and get an intelligence treasure chest, and in addition, take another 10 million Bailey." As he spoke, he handed the waiter a copper-yellow key.

The waiter took it and left.

"Red Ghost, don't mind if I call you that, do you?"

"Of course." Wild's voice did not show any fluctuation or emotion, and he deliberately lowered his voice to make his voice hoarse.

"The reward for defeating the Skinny Monkey is eight million, and there is also an intelligence treasure chest, all here, the amount is ten million, and the extra two million is my respect for you, you really gave me a surprise, Mr. Red Ghost."

When the waiter returned, the bandage man took what he had brought and placed it in front of Wild.

Wilde stared at him deeply for a moment, not piercing.

He took what he was supposed to take, turned around, and walked out of the exchange, ignoring the crowd that was frantically surging in the stands.

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