The demon barrier, the Mojia village.

Walking in this mobile fortress city is like being in a country with more advanced science and technology in the technology tree completely wrong.

At least what Wang Rui saw in his eyes was all made of steel, and from time to time there was a tram snorting past him on the road that was also made of steel.

If you ignore the ancient costumes worn by most of the locals, Wang Rui is very curious to know if the energy source of this huge mobile fortress city is something called "Moxuan".

Ah, you asked Wang Rui why he allowed his mount to burn down a few mechs with one fire, and he was still able to press the road gracefully.

That's because Wang Rui noticed the second senior brother who said to himself, "You have the right to be silent", so after he was "kindly" taken to an administrative organ in Mojia Dazhai, he subconsciously asked if he could be released on bail pending trial.

I have to say that the efficiency of the relevant departments in the other world is still quite fast, at least in this demon barrier ruled by the High Human Mohist School.

Wang Rui, who is not short of money in his pocket, paid a "pure gold" bail, and was granted restricted freedom of movement in less than half a day, as long as he did not go out of the demon barrier.

In fact, what Wang Rui didn't know, the analysis of his own intelligence had already made many Mo family children working in intelligence agencies think hard.

If Wang Rui was just an ordinary spy in Mosoblay City, even if he had the status of a high-level human being, at most he would have blown things out.

However, when forging the pure silver giant sword for Wang Rui, the blacksmith of the Shen family's caravan habitually engraved the mark representing his identity in an inconspicuous position on the hilt.

In terms of smelting technology and casting level, the children of the Mo family claim to be the second in the dark hell, so no one dares to say that they are the first, and by the way, even the third, fourth, and fifth may not necessarily dare to say that they are suitable.

The mark left by the blacksmith secretly was not hidden in the eyes of the Mo family's disciples.

The biggest problem is also here, the blacksmith who can be enshrined in the Shen family's caravan has a certain popularity even in the dark region, a place where information circulation is not very developed, and it is impossible for the Mo family Dazhai, as the strongest force in the dark region, not to know.

So Wang Rui's origin is obviously branded with the logo of a wealthy businessman Shen family, even if Wang Rui is not from the Shen family, he has a certain relationship with the Shen family.

In the eyes of ordinary people, Shen Wansan, a wealthy businessman, is also a super tyrant who rivals the wealth, but for the Mo family, the Shen family is one of the hundreds of merchants in the higher human race.

Each of the hundred schools of thought has its own philosophy, its own principles of life, and its own way of behaving, but in essence, it can be called one of the hundred schools of thought of the sons of the higher human race, and it all represents the existence of a certain aspect that has reached the extreme.

As the main force that expelled the gods back then, the background of any family in the hundred families of the princes was far from what ordinary forces in this world could imagine.

If Wang Rui really has a good relationship with the Shen family, then the so-called identity of the spy in Mosoblay City is a joke, in the eyes of the Mo family and the Shen family, Mosoblay City is as insignificant as ants on the side of the road.

Behind the merchant is the miscellaneous family, the leader of the miscellaneous family, Lu Buwei, is currently the lord of the Nine Prisons, and by the way, there are two other planes of the Hell King in the Nine Prisons who are the leaders of the Zongheng family.

Affiliates of merchants? Miscellaneous ambassadors? Zongheng's dog's legs? In the Mo family, who have obsessive-compulsive disorder on the truth, they all feel that it is not a good thing to have too much imagination.

Standing in front of what looked like a vending machine, Wang Rui didn't know that he had asked several Mo family children who worked in intelligence agencies to write leave notes.

"Where's the drink?" Wang Rui, who stuffed a gold coin into the vending machine, waited for a long time and didn't see the can he chose come out, and after thinking about it for a while, he came back to his senses and realized that the gold coin he threw in was not the currency of this world.

"Give me my money back!!" Wang Rui, who reacted, hurriedly knocked on the vending machine in front of him, but unfortunately everything in the entire Mojia Dazhai is made of metal, and whether it is beautiful or not varies from person to person, but as far as Cheng Dù is concerned, it is a proper century-old warranty.

Wang Rui, who had just offended his hands after knocking for a long time, kicked the vending machine hard with his boots wrapped in real silver.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa." All kinds of cans jumped out of the vending machine like a blowout, and even a few cans directly hit Wang Rui's head.

"It hurts." Since crossing into this world, Wang Rui, who has suffered more than once in his head, covered his head and rummaged through the cans scattered all over the place, and after looking for a long time, he finally found the St. Hugh Yarui gold coins that also flew out.

"It's okay, it's okay." Looking at the gold coins in his hand, Wang Rui sighed and continued: "I have to find a place to cash out a little bit of this world's currency, it's hard to move an inch without money, and I can't even get along with the vending machine." ”

"That swordsman over there, stop me! I arrest you for vandalism! A crisp, stern voice came to mind nearby.

"The wind is tight, and it's blowing." Wang Rui, who had just come out of the government unit, didn't want to pay the "pure gold" bail again, and was stared at by a bunch of people with strange eyes, so he hurriedly started to run, ran two steps, thought about it, and then retreated, found the bottle he wanted from a can, stuffed it into his pocket, and started again.

By the time the startled policeman came to the vending machine with canned food scattered all over the ground, Wang Rui had already run away.

Drilling around in large and small alleys, it can be seen that Wang Rui is much more skilled in the city than in the wild.

In just a few minutes, the police who wanted to perform official duties completely lost Wang Rui's figure.

"How dare you run! Do you really think that our Demon Barrier Wind Discipline Inspection Committee is eating dry food? The policewoman in uniform stomped her foot, took a small square from her pocket, and opened it, revealing a holographic projection.

"It has been reported that someone has vandalized a vending machine in the 11th block, and the suspect has fled to the 12th block and asked for permission to draw his sword."

"Not allowed!" The scene in the holographic projection decisively rejected her proposal.

"Why! I suspect this man is the legendary vending machine vandal! Ask for permission to draw your sword again! The policewoman, who was angry that her request was denied, reiterated her advice.

"No is no allow, I don't want to cause more damage for a vending machine vanaiser, and I can't protect you if it happens last time." It seems that this policewoman has done something to make the hearts of the people in the holographic projection palpitate.

"It was just an accident."

"Is it an accident that you go to the shops in the Sixth Block shopping street that are still being maintained, anyway, the sword drawing permission is not allowed."

"That'...... All right. The policewoman, who became extremely lost because of this sentence, continued: "Then apply for permission to pursue across the block." ”

"Oh, yes, is there a record of what the prisoner looks like?" The person in the holographic projection said that as long as he didn't draw his sword, he said it.

"Wait for me to upload it to you." The brooch is removed from the collar of the uniform, and the crime scene photographed is extracted and transmitted to the communication device.

The high-resolution photo captures the scene of Wang Rui squatting on the ground with a big sword on his back to look for gold coins.

"Well, I got it, I'll arrange a cross-block pursuit for you...... Wait a minute. The person in the holographic projection was talking after receiving the photo, and suddenly said in a tone as if he had discovered a new continent: "This matter has been taken over by the security department, you don't have to worry about it." ”

"Security Division? Why? Obviously I caught the clue! The policewoman didn't expect this to be the result, and hurriedly said.

"If you want to know, you can report it to the Security Division, but it shouldn't be useful." When the person in the holographic projection said this, his tone seemed to be strange.

"Why?" The relationship between the Discipline Inspection Commission and the Security Section has always been good, so why do you say that it is useless to make a report?

"Because you don't have enough permissions." The person in the holographic projection said suspiciously.

"What?"

Permissions are insufficient, what is the situation? As a Mo family village that advocates equality, it is rare to see that the authority is not enough, could it be that the vending machine vandalism is the illegitimate son of Juzi?

The female policeman who was forbidden to investigate Wang Rui had all kinds of running trains in her mind.