·

Yuan Huang hummed a song and walked to the medical area of the spaceship and said, "Sister Bed, are you okay over there?" ”

"It's a bit tricky, the enemy has changed tactics and started to build large construction machines, which seem to be some trebuchets. I don't think that lightsabers and ionizing bayonets alone will be able to stop the huge stone throws, and I applied for the use of rail rifles for early sniping and thwarting the enemy's construction. ”

It doesn't matter if you snipe or something, right? Even if the city completely falls, Yuan Huang doesn't care at all, but he always feels that he can't open his mouth to refuse Sister Bed's request. In the end, Yuan Huang still approved it, hoping that the waste of energy of sniping or something would be less.

Yuan Huang began to get down to business: "Sister Bed, do you remember what Mobian and Hilde played during the break a while ago?" ”

"You're referring to the 3D printing feature that I use to make my cooking, mixing some herbs together? Remember, I have a record of the specific recipes, and I keep the rest of the samples. ”

"Very well, give them all to me, I'm going out with those pills."

Sister Bed was a little surprised when she heard this, and confirmed: "You know that none of those drugs have undergone any human experiments, so they are very unsafe, right?" ”

"Of course." Yuan Huang smiled, "I just met a gentleman named Fan Tong, he is a good person, and he plans to introduce me to some friends, and he is willing to do human experiments." ”

Sister Bed put more than a dozen bottles of haphazardly prepared potions in glass test tubes, stuffed them into her bag, handed them out from the wall window, and instructed again: "By the way, bring some first-aid injections too, it will be bad in case someone dies." ”

Yuan Huang clapped his hands and said, "Brilliant idea." ”

He grabbed a bag full of potions, carried it on his shoulder, stuffed a dozen tubes of first-aid injections under his cloak, and left satisfied. Swaggering out of the inn, he walked straight to the nearest teleportation station under the surprised eyes of his surroundings.

Bite!

Yuan Huang popped out a gold coin with his thumb and put it in the hand of the mage on duty at the teleportation station: "Trouble you, go to the Southern Fortress City." ”

"This ......," the mage on duty scratched his head in embarrassment, and said, "how can I charge you, you are a hero!" ”

Yuan Huang waved his hand: "It's okay, I'm in a very good mood." ”

During the war, the teleportation station was very tightly controlled, and idlers could not use it. In the past, Fan Tong was able to use the teleportation station only because of the task of urgently transporting ingredients, and this kind of control was the most stringent in the northwest fortress city of the war zone, and the customs teleportation station in the whole continent, and the rest of the country was fine, but no matter where the people who used the teleportation station were investigated, they were very careful.

The mage on duty took the gold coin into his arms, bowed deeply and apologized, "I'm very sorry Lord Zhongju, but the process of anti-illusion magic cannot be omitted. If you meet a bad guy who is pretending to be you, we little people will lose our heads. "With the approval of the source phoenix, he used the magic of illusion cracking on the source phoenix.

Although the source phoenix wearing a mask and a cloak seems to be very easy to be counterfeited by others, it is actually not. But this intricately crafted skeletal metal mask is not easy to imitate, and no one else can imitate the strangely structured metal prosthetic leg. Unless all of them are disguised with illusions.

Yuan Huang passed through the teleportation station and came to the Western Fortress City, humming a song all the way, and went straight to the small hotel where Fan Tong was hiding. He confirmed through the elite spider attached to Fan Tong that the destination was in sight.

Fan Tong sat in the center of the room, surrounded by seven or eight businessman-looking men and women.

Fan Tong looked around: "What?" So even if everyone is there? ”

One of the men frowned and replied, "It's a pity that many people are afraid of Dai Xingquanli's obscenity, so they find all kinds of excuses and don't go to the appointment. What's more regrettable is that the nephew of the "Prophet" - Jin Jingxia is absent. ”

Speaking of this, several people looked a little indignant: "That cowardly boy must be planning to flee overseas." I got the news that he has recently purchased real estate in the Northern New World, and I am afraid that he has been ready for a long time. ”

The "Prophet" was originally a chivalrous lord, but since he became the big boss of the merchant group, he was promoted to a loyal lord, and the original chivalrous title was left to his nephew. Compared to the shrewd and capable "prophet", his nephew is rumored to be a complete misbreed. Now he is planning to recapture the merchant group for his uncle, but he plans to protect his life.

Hearing this, Yuan Huang stopped and stood in front of the small hotel, covering his hideous smile with his hands.

it? The old bastard has a nephew? Wonderful!

"Forget it, as long as Mr. Yuanhuang is here, the righteousness of retaking the merchant group is on our side, everything is logical, just be careful and follow the steps. One or two less laggards are safer. ”

"That's right. Then again, we took a big risk by sneaking here. Just bribing the mages on duty at the teleportation station cost a lot of gold coins, and recently there has been tightened control everywhere. Fan Tong, you'd better have a very specific plan to say. ”

"Of course!" Fan Tong smiled proudly, "Everyone knows that although Dai Xingquanli has the name of the merchant group, it is solid, is there a reason for this?" ”

One of them replied disdainfully: "Because he holds in his hands the handles, contracts, and contracts of all of us, and in the absence of the Prophet, he is the creditor." And he also raised a large number of assassins and thugs. ”

Syllable! Fan Tong smashed his fist in the palm of his hand: "That's right, the latter point is the flaw of Dai Xingquanli's kid!" We were all afraid of those killers, so we had to bow down. And isn't the leader of his most proud killer organization, "Red Shadow", missing recently? …… In fact, it was not missing at all, but abandoned the darkness and went to the side of the "Prophet". ”

When the crowd heard this, they immediately whispered, and they were very agitated. "Is that true?"

The timing of the Prophet's sudden travels coincided with the mysterious disappearance of the top Assassin Red Shadow, and most people speculated that Red Shadow had betrayed Daiyuki Izumi and returned to the Prophet's command.

Fan Tong leaned forward and said excitedly, "Now that we have Mr. Yuanhuang, through whom we can contact the Prophet. As long as the "Red Shadow" returns, the assassins under Daiyuki Quanli will immediately become a mess. Isn't it a matter of minutes to recapture the Merchant Group? ”

- "Oh? Is it? ”

The question was not a voice coming from the mouths of a few merchants. The woman's voice was cold to the bone, and the murderous intent was awe-inspiring.

When Fan Tong and the others were happily planning how to recapture the merchant group, before they knew it, a woman was already standing behind Fan Tong like a ghost. She was very similar to the original Red Shadow outfit, with a black bandage-like strip of cloth tightly wrapped around her body, masked, and a slender figure with a strange posture. The short knife in his hand glowed with cold light.