South of Tianchen City, Wujing Lane.

This is the most mixed place in Tianchen City, and various characters from the three religions and nine streams often haunt.

If there is a place in the entire Tianyuan City, where does those people with a little status want to go the most, it must be Wujing Lane.

But at this moment, Si Qingyun came here alone.

It was obviously the first time he had come to Wujing Lane, and he was walking around the streets as he went, as if he was looking for somewhere.

Not long after Si Qingyun entered Wujing Lane, more than five people had already looked at him with their eyes, and some of the City Fox Society rats frequently looked at him with malicious eyes.

If he hadn't been able to perceive that Si Qingyun was different from ordinary people, he might have been beaten by someone at this moment, and then his money and property would have been looted.

"Brother, face sheng, I don't know what you have to do in Wujing Lane?"

Finally, Si Qingyun was stopped by a young man with a thin figure and fancy clothes, and a pair of eyes unabashedly examined him from head to toe.

Seeing that the man who stopped him was just an ordinary person, the eldest young master Si Qingyun's temper was almost about to flare up, but after thinking about what kind of place this Wujing Lane was, he still endured it and asked coldly:

"I'm looking for a Nian shop, you take me and give you a gold coin."

Hearing Si Qingyun's words, the young man's pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly, and he looked at him carefully again, then slowly shook his head and said:

"Then you're in the wrong place, there are no Nian shops in Wujing Lane."

With that, the young man turned around without hesitation, pulling his legs and preparing to leave.

"Ten gold coins, as long as you take me, they will be yours!"

Si Qingyun reached out and grabbed a handful of golden gold coins from his arms, rubbed them in his hand, and made a dull sound unique to the collision of heavy metals.

The surrounding city fox club rats, seeing a handful of gold coins in Si Qingyun's hand, couldn't help but light up one by one, but they were afraid of the fancy young man, and no one dared to approach.

Hearing Si Qingyun's words, the young man's footsteps couldn't help but pause slightly, and then slowly turned around, but he didn't look at the gold coin in Si Qingyun's hand, but squinted his eyes and looked at him silently for a while, before slowly nodding:

"Then you come with me."

Next, the two didn't speak again, so they turned left and right in Wujing Alley in silence, walked out for almost a mile, and finally stopped at the door of a small grocery store that looked so ordinary that it didn't even have a sign.

There are not a few pedestrians in the alley, but there is no one in and out of this shop, and it seems that business is extremely bleak.

A middle-aged man with a long beard under his chin, his entire fat body was lazily leaning on a recliner at the door, and he didn't seem to be in any hurry about this dismal business, but was taking a nap with half-squinted eyes.

It wasn't until the young man walked in with Si Qingyun that he twitched his eyelids slightly, glanced at the two of them with his peripheral vision, and then there was no other reaction.

"Young fat man, don't pretend to be dead, get up and pick up guests!"

The young man shouted directly, and then regardless of the middle-aged man's reaction, he turned around and walked in front of Si Qingyun, and stretched out a palm: "Ten gold coins!" ”

Si Qingyun almost collapsed, didn't you just have an expression like dung for money, and now you are asking me for money, do you want to change your painting style so fast?

However, in this unfamiliar place, Si Qingyun finally endured it again, took out ten gold coins and put them in the young man's hand, ignored him anymore, and then walked straight to the grocery store.

It wasn't until Si Qingyun approached that the middle-aged man who was lying on the recliner and was called "Young Fat" by the young man opened his eyes slightly again, and after glancing at it, he said slowly:

"Firewood, rice, oil, salt, sugar, tea, sauce and vinegar, go in and get what you want, and then check out after you come out."

Si Qingyun didn't go in, but looked at the face of the young fat man, and said softly:

"I came here not to buy firewood, rice, oil and salt, nor to ask for sugar, tea, sauce and vinegar."

"Oh? Then you're in the wrong place, there's nothing else for the store to sell. ”

Si Qingyun took a few steps closer again, almost standing in front of the young fat man's recliner, lowered his head slightly, looked at the young fat man's squinted eyes, and said:

"I came here to buy five or five dollars of Wujing spring water."

Hearing Si Qingyun's puzzling words, the young fat man's eyes finally opened completely, and after looking at Si Qingyun carefully, he reluctantly struggled to get up from the recliner, and walked slowly towards the grocery store with his short and fat body.

Si Qingyun was not surprised that the young fat man did not answer his words, but followed the body of the young fat man and walked to the back of the grocery store.

"Tell me, something."

After walking inside, the young fat man seemed to have changed into a different person, and his whole body exuded a powerful momentum, squinting his eyes slightly at Si Qingyun, and asked directly in a low voice.

"I'm going to kill two people."

"Oh, who's your name?"

"Guo Junyan, the eldest young master of the Weisheng Dart Bureau; Zhao Gang, the son of Zhao Wulong, the former dart master of VIA Dart Bureau. ”

"What is the strength of the other party?"

"Guo Junyan is a waste wood, and Zhao Gang is a one-star magic warrior."

The young fat man listened, nodded slightly, and then stretched out three fingers and said, "Three hundred gold coins." ”

"What, so expensive!" Si Qingyun couldn't help but exclaim.

"It's not expensive, it's not expensive, it's not expensive at all." The young fat man smiled slightly, and his fat face looked full of kindness, "You know, although the strength of these two people is not very good, but Guo Junyan is the eldest young master of the Weisheng Dart Game after all, and you need to take some risks to kill him." ”

Si Qingyun directly retorted: "His son is dead, and now he is alone, what risk can he have?" ”

"It's precisely because his old son is dead, otherwise this business would be far more than this price." The young fat man replied with a smile on his face.

Si Qingyun thought about it in his heart, and finally nodded in agreement:

"Okay, three hundred gold coins is three hundred gold coins, but there is one more person with them now, you have to make sure you don't hurt her, otherwise-"

Without waiting for Si Qingyun to finish speaking, the young fat man directly stretched out his hand to interrupt him: "There is another person? Then the price will have to be renegotiated. Who are the people who are with them now, and what is their strength? ”

Hearing that the fat man was going to raise the price, Si Qingyun couldn't help but be slightly stunned, but then he gritted his teeth and said:

"Sun Yabai, the daughter of Sun Fu of the Weisheng Dart Bureau, is also a one-star magic warrior, not only can you not harm her, but after killing Guo Junyan and Zhao Gang, you must also secretly protect her until she returns safely to Tianchen City. How much to add, you say. ”

The young fat man blinked and thought for a while, and then directly stretched out a slap:

"Five hundred gold coins, although a one-star demonic warrior can't get in the way, but it's still a little tricky to ensure that she doesn't hurt her."

Si Qingyun had no objection and agreed directly, but he didn't have so much money on him, so in the end he could only take off a piece of soft leather inner armor on his body as collateral.

"This is the inner armor made of the skin of the third-order demonic beast golden retriever, it is difficult to hurt by ordinary swords, it is mortgaged here now, and when you complete the task, I will take the money to redeem it."

The fat man's eyes lit up slightly, he took the inner armor and passed it over, and nodded heavily.

A deal was negotiated, Si Qingyun walked out of Wujing Lane along the road he came, but the young fat man closed the door of the grocery store and walked briskly towards the deeper part of Wujing Lane.

Half an hour later, somewhere in Tianchen City, a middle-aged man with an ordinary face on a wildebeest rode quickly towards the west gate of Tianchen City......