"An upper class room with the highest position. >> Prepare a copy of the latest good stuff for sale at this base. Entering the stronghold, Qin Liang entered a hotel and threw a gold coin to the guy who greeted him warmly.

Although this stronghold is not large, although the sparrows are small, there are many taverns and inns. However, the price of accommodation here is more than three times that of the town, and the security is less than a tenth of that of the town.

A common occurrence in the hotel is that the next day, when the guys enter the room to clean up, a dead body is dragged out of the room. Dead people are a normal thing for such a stronghold. Almost every room in every hotel has had its own deaths.

The face of the guy holding the gold coin in his hand smiled like a flower, and he led Qin Liang to the top room very enthusiastically. Then he prepared food and wine for Qin Liang, and soon after that, the information that Qin Liang asked for was sent.

For this information, in fact, the hotel guy doesn't sound very difficult. Because these people have brought their goods here to sell them. And if you want to sell at a good price, you naturally need to let many people know. Therefore, anyone who is familiar with this stronghold will know if they inquire a little.

Looking at the information in his hand, Qin Liang waved his hand to the guy, and the guy exited Qin Liang's room with great interest. For guests like Qin Liang, they also receive a lot of money throughout the year, after all, although it is not safe here, there are indeed a lot of good things sometimes, and the prices are lower than those in the city.

Therefore, knowing that there is no way to guarantee the safety in the stronghold, the front foot may be killed after the transaction is completed, and the thing will be snatched and sold again. But there are still plenty of adventurers who choose to trade here.

So after glancing at the information on the intelligence, Qin Liang threw the paper on the table. Then he swept away the food and drinks on the table, although everyone in the stronghold had to be guarded against. The guys and owners of the inn are the ones to watch out for.

Because there are often dead people in the inn, except for the money that is exposed, people are targeted. It's hard to rule out the suspicion that the hotel guards are stealing. So even if you can rest in the base. Many adventurers don't usually touch the food here when they stay in a hotel.

However, this matter was obviously nothing to Qin Liang, and with Qin Liang's physical fitness, the average poison was useless to him at all. Higher-grade poisons can be detected. What's more, Qin Liang is also involved in poison, and the small hotels are not qualified to poison him.

After eating, Qin Liang walked to the windowsill, which was the fifth floor of the hotel. This inn is the tallest building in the entire stronghold, and the fact that someone has built a five-story hotel in a stronghold where security cannot be guaranteed shows that the owner behind this hotel has a lot of money.

Of course, it can also be seen that the relationship between this hotel and the owner behind this stronghold is extraordinary. Or maybe he's the boss behind the scenes. However, these things had nothing to do with Qin Liang, looking at the lights in the stronghold below, the staff of the curse appeared in Qin Liang's hand.

Wen Jie actually lifted the curse and didn't die, which made Qin Liang a little surprised, you must know that as long as he makes a move, he will not leave his hand. With Wen Jie's injuries at the beginning, even if he escaped, his life would not be long, but he didn't expect that he didn't die but broke through his strength.

The cursed staff flickered with black light, and a layer of invisible ripples spread out in all directions, quickly bringing feedback to Qin Liang. Wen Jie had been cursed before, although he didn't know what means were used to temporarily suppress it. However, it wasn't very clean, and the Staff of the Curse easily locked onto where Wenjie was.

In one of the largest bars in the base, it's hard to imagine such a luxurious box in such a small base.

There were several people in the box, and Hong Liang was also here in addition to Wen Jie and Aman. Then there was another man and a woman. At this time, several scantily clad women sat around the men, these women were from the East, some from the West, and even a few of them were from the dark race.

Aman's big hand was rubbing the chest of the woman next to him, and the woman was half-pushing and half-pushing, with a shy look on her face. From time to time, he used his hand as if he inadvertently rubbed Aman's lower body, and the clothes on Aman's anxious body disappeared one by one, revealing a particularly developed body with a hair system, ready to pick up the gun and get on the horse.

And Wen Jie, who sat next to him. It's a sip of wine. Although big hands will take advantage of the women around them from time to time. But the woman next to him showed a painful look, which was really painful and not pretended. Because of every stroke of Wen Jie. will leave a purple mark on the woman's chest or thighs.

Obviously, after being cursed and his face changed drastically, Wen Jie's heart became a little distorted. He felt very happy when he saw others suffering, especially the helpless appearance of the woman around him who was obviously very frightened, but did not dare to resist, which made Wen Jie's heart feel extremely satisfied.

Once again, he landed his hand on the nipple peak of the woman's chest. Wen Jie slowly tightened his palms, as if he was going to grab the woman's **. As for Wen Jie's actions, the people present only watched with more interest, and even the woman's companion did not show the slightest sympathy.

The status of the women in the colony is no different from that of slaves, and their greatest value is to please their guests. Meet all the needs of the guests, not to mention meeting Wen Jie, who likes to torture women to bring satisfaction. Even if you meet these women who are more perverted and have experienced them, some of them are even directly abused and killed. They have long been numb to this.

For example, the woman who was ravaged by Wen Jie, every time Wen Jie stretched out her hand, she was scared to death, but she didn't dare to dodge in the slightest. Otherwise, as long as Wen Jie showed the slightest displeasure, the boss sitting opposite her might throw her underneath to receive those adventurers who had been holding back for an unknown amount of time and being toyed to death.

"What's wrong?" Suddenly, Wen Jie slowly tightened his face, looking at the woman sitting next to him, with a painful and pleading look on her face, Wen Jie's face changed with great satisfaction in his heart. Tearing off the last trace of obstruction on his body, Aman, who was about to pick up his gun and get on the horse, was closest to Wen Jie, and immediately noticed the change in his breath.

"It feels like someone is watching me." Wen Jie frowned slowly, the curse that had not been eradicated by his side just now moved, this was not a good phenomenon. But what surprised Wen Jie was that the throbbing of the curse this time was not to break through his own suppression and continue to spread. It was as if something was causing it to throb.

Even Wen Jie felt a slight excitement from these curses, although the curses were a great harm to Wen Jie. But these curses had been in his body for so long, and there was a somewhat inexplicable feeling between the two. Therefore, there was a slight change in the curse in his body, and Wen Jie was keenly aware of it.

"Someone is peeping at you, is he already here?" Aman was stunned for a moment. He was originally interested and ready to make a move, he let go of the woman in front of him, and sat there like that, without any cover, and his face slowly became extremely fierce.

"I don't know." Wen Jie shook his head, and his palm stroked the lump on his face that was condensed by the power of the curse like a tumor. Just now he just felt the power of the curse throb, and he disappeared before he could feel it carefully.

"He's going to be fooled, right?" Hong Liang, who had been sitting next to him without making a sound, asked.

Compared with before, the current Hongliang seems more stable, and of course, it also looks more gloomy. Especially those eyes, which have changed from their original brilliance to dead fish eyes. It makes the people he stares at very uncomfortable.

"As long as he's not dead, he'll definitely come." Wen Jie said through some gritted teeth.

When Qin Liang first made a move to kill him. He felt Qin Liang's strong murderous intent. So as long as Qin Liang knew his traces, he would definitely find someone to kill him. And he was no longer waiting for Qin Liang to appear here, and then cut Qin Liang with a thousand cuts.

Because the instructor who trained him said that even if Wen Jie increased his strength in the future, the curse power on his face would be dispelled little by little. But now the part of the face where the Cursed Path gathers will be permanently necrotic, and unless Wen Jie can ascend to the throne and reshape his body, the tumor-like lump will always grow on his face.

"Ladies and gentlemen, don't worry, I don't dare to say that this bar is 100% safe. But as long as the person you said named Qin Liang dares to walk into this bar, I will let him come and go. The woman sitting across from Wen Jie said with a coquettish smile.

It's the same as Wen Jie's side. There are also two beauties sitting next to the woman, and at this time, the clothes on the upper bodies of the two beauties have been torn off by the woman, and the two hands are fiddling back and forth on the chests of the two women, and the smile on the face looks like a man is playing with a woman, which makes people feel extremely weird.

For Aman, who was naked at this time, the woman showed a provocative look. However, Aman did not pounce on it with a beastly hair. Even if this woman is much more beautiful than the so-called beauty who accompanies him or something.

Rumble!

The entire private room vibrated suddenly, and a hole the size of a bucket appeared in the wall, and the box that had been noisy and drinking fell silent. Only snapping. Crackling blood slammed into the ground.

"Ah......" the barmaids screamed, even though they knew their slave status. The final ending must be to be toyed to death by a guest with a perverted penchant. He has become numb to life and death and ravage, but at this time, he still can't help but torture everyone's eardrums with a high-decibel sound.

Aman, who was originally sitting next to Wen Jie, was stunned in place at this time, and he was covered with blood at this time. Especially on the face, the blood is mixed with some white pulp. And Wen Jie next to him had turned into a headless corpse at this time.

Hong Liang, who was sitting a little farther away, was trembling constantly at this time, and his eyes like dead fish eyes showed a frightened look. He had been looking at Wen Jie just now because of what he was saying, so he could clearly see the scene where Wen Jie's head was hit by a Yuan Force Bullet and exploded like a watermelon.

Although Hong Liang has also killed people, and even tortured opponents. But none of those murderous scenes can compare with the process that I just witnessed. The image of Wen Jie's head exploding in an instant rushed directly into Hong Liang's soul, making his whole body tremble like a spasm.

Bang!

The woman who was originally sitting opposite Wen Jie kicked over the table in front of her, and her body instantly hid under the sofa. At the same time, one of the cushions on the sofa flew out, directly covering the large hole in the wall.

Several bottles flew out of the kicked table, hitting the heads of several screaming escort girls. The room that had been a harsh voice fell silent in an instant. Because of the urgency of the situation, the woman didn't grasp the proportions of her actions, and the three escort girls died directly after being hit by the wine bottle. But no one cared about them anymore.

The woman's movements woke up Aman and Hong Liang and hurriedly looked for a place to hide. The man who had been silent by the woman's side pulled out a wheel gun shaped like a desert eagle from his waist, bent his body and left the room in an instant, and walked quickly in the direction from which Yuan Li catapulted.

Standing on the open-air balcony of the hotel, Qin Liang disassembled the elemental sniper rifle that still exuded a blazing aura and put it into his war backpack. Then he jumped straight from the balcony and left the colony before it was in a state of confusion because of the shot he had just taken.

Just now he used the Staff of Curse to sense where Wen Jie was, Qin Liang didn't expect that he would accidentally lock Wen Jie's location. Qin Liang, who originally thought that he would have to wait a few days to find a suitable opportunity to snipe Wen Jie, naturally would not miss this opportunity. Directly grabbed the war backpack and jumped onto the rooftop.

Then he used the cursed staff to faintly guide the direction he came, and fired a shot directly, this time Qin Liang was afraid that Wen Jie would not die, so he specially used his own special bullet. However, the result was obviously beyond Qin Liang's expectations.

But in retrospect, it makes sense, because no one would have thought of sitting in a luxurious box with so strong walls. Someone killed himself with a direct headshot. You must know that the entire enclosed box does not have any sniper perspective.

Of course, Qin Liang's shot didn't need any sniper perspective, and he relied on the cursed staff to pass on his breath. Then, a shot blasted through the wall of the room where the box was located, killing Wen Jie. In fact, if you want to say that Wen Jie deserves to die, because the room in the luxurious box where he is located happens to have a wall facing Qin Liang's side.

If Wenjie's box is really at the other end of the bar. Qin Liang didn't have a way to let the Yuanli bullet pass through several walls, and then he could directly shoot Wen Jie in the head. So all kinds of coincidences and Wen Jie's declining luck made Qin Liang a stunning shot like a blind sniper.

Qin Liang left about a dozen breaths, and the man who came out of the bar box appeared like a ghost in the position where Qin Liang had sniped just now. The man held the Desert Eagle in his hands, his feet were like ghosts, and instead of landing on the ground, he was suspended in mid-air, about half a foot above the ground, and his whole body was shrouded in a faint mist. It's hard to see clearly.

Glancing over the balcony, the man frowned. Finally, he glanced in the direction Qin Liang had left and hesitated, his body dispersed like smoke and disappeared on the balcony.

Jumping directly from the roof of the hotel, Qin Liang quickly blended into the crowd of people looking for fun at night in the stronghold. And then it went unnoticed by anyone. Leaving the stronghold, the body poured into the night. However, not long after entering the wilderness, Qin Liang, who was in a good mood to kill Wen Jie, frowned and turned his head to look behind him.

Behind him was empty, and there were a few vague starlight flashes in the hazy sky, making the night even more miserable. Qin Liang's vision was also hindered to a certain extent, but he could still see the real thing within a hundred meters. Qin Liang could be sure that there was nothing behind him.

"Delusion? Perhaps. Turning his head and carefully looking behind him, a self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of Qin Liang's mouth, as if he felt that he was too sensitive, smiled and shook his head and continued to move forward. It didn't take long for the body to completely melt into the night.

Swish!

After Qin Liang completely disappeared into the night, a Yuan Force Bullet shot from the direction Qin Liang left. Directly hit a quagmire fifty meters away from where Qin Liang was standing just now.

Touch!

The whole quagmire burst open, as if it weren't a bullet that hit it. Rather, it's a cannonball. The mud scattered in all directions, and the mud was blown out of a large crater. The pit stands still for a few seconds. Then the blasted mud gathered in the middle again, and after a few minutes the mud was calm again.

Except for the vegetation that had grown on the quagmire before being blown away, the entire quagmire was no different from before. The area fell silent again, as if it had never happened. Qin Liang's figure did not appear again, and it seemed that he was really far away.

About a quarter of an hour later, a wisp of black smoke rose from the mire where the weeds had been blown away. Then they gather more and more, and finally form a figure. The man holding the Desert Eagle glanced back at the quagmire behind him, looking in the direction Qin Liang had left, his eyes flashing with essence. Finally, the body turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared again.

"Probably won't be so uninteresting anymore, right?" Qin Liang, who was carrying a war backpack, seemed to have a sense when the man's figure in front of the quagmire condensed, glanced back, and then whispered with a chuckle on the corner of his mouth to speed up.

The bar is still noisy, and adventurers teetering on the brink of life and death, though knowing that the stronghold is not a safe place. But he is still squandering money here to vent his suppressed heart. The whole bar is very noisy. The gunshots just now were like the bartender accidentally breaking a cup, and no one cared.

"How?" The scene in the box was still the same as before, and after the man went out, the woman walked out of hiding. However, everything in the box was not cleaned up, and Aman had already put on his clothes, and sat there with a gloomy face, and occasionally a trace of horror flashed in his dead fish-like eyes. Wen Jie's headless body was still lying on the couch in a large pit blasted by the explosion of the Yuanli bullet.

"The Grandmaster level is very cunning in the early days, and it is also difficult to deal with." The man put away his Desert Eagle and said in a hoarse and jerky voice, his tone and tone as stiff as the mute who spoke for the first time.

"Is that him?" The woman turned her head to look at Aman and Hong Liang, and at this time her eyes no longer had the charm that teased Aman just now, but were extraordinarily dignified. Occasionally, when he looked at Wen Jie's corpse lying on the sofa, his eyes would also flash with palpitations. (To be continued, please search, the novel is better and updated faster!)