With his new name in hand, Anrui began to go to various occasions with great grandeur, and openly inquired about Brent. Now that he has changed his face and become a different person, he doesn't have to worry about any trouble this move will cause.

Through the mouths of some people, An Rui heard a very useful news, Bront is recruiting thugs recently, and more than one!

The news was so useful that it gave him a chance to take advantage of.

He plans to take this opportunity to break into Brent's gang, find out the news of Berego from the inside, and if he finds Berego, he can also cooperate with Safiri to rescue Berego. It is easier to do things inside the enemy than outside the enemy.

This means that he has to be a spy once, a qualified spy who can't show any of his feet.

Saving people is like fighting fire, and Berego's life may be lost in Brent's hands at any time, so Anrui found Shafi in the afternoon and told Shafi about his next plan.

The thief's disguise technique was very successful, and when Sha Fei first saw An Rui, she didn't even recognize it, and after a few glances, she realized that the bearded young man in front of her was An Rui.

"If you go to be a spy, what about me? Shall I do something? Shafi asked.

"All you have to do is stay at the hotel and wait until it's time to rescue Bereg. Trust me, you'll come in handy. Anrui smiled, and his fake beard bent with it.

After bidding farewell to Shafi, Anrui rushed directly to Brent's mansion to apply for a thug. When he was walking on the road, he reminded himself again and again that he must be a good spy.

"I'm Ender, I'm an Oscar......" Anrui muttered in his heart.

The mansion of Brent is a large area, surrounded by a high courtyard wall, with several small buildings, the tallest of which is four storeys high, and you can look down on everything around you. The small building is quite beautifully built, with many exquisite carvings, and there is a statue of a dripping spout squatting on the roof.

The courtyard door was open, and two guards of five big and three thick guarded the door, their faces strained, trying to pretend that I was not to be messed with.

An Rui approached the doorman and showed his intention.

There are a lot of people who have come to apply for jobs these days, and the doorman has become accustomed to it, so he didn't say much, and led An Rui directly into the courtyard.

There is a flower bed in the courtyard, and there are many colors of flowers blooming in it, exuding bursts of floral fragrance. However, the floral fragrance has been tainted by the smell of blood.

There were several people gathered on the edge of the flower bed, and two of them were fighting and fighting, and whenever someone was injured, blood would be spilled on the ground, which was the source of the smell of blood.

An Rui glanced around the group of people near the flower bed, his eyes narrowed instantly, and a faint hostility flashed through them.

There was a bejeweled fat man sitting on a chair, teacup in hand, sipping some kind of drink while admiring the bloody fight in front of him. An Rui recognized at a glance that the fat man was Brent.

One of Brent's No. 1 men, Sharod, was among them, holding a blue sword and watching the excitement, but he didn't seem to be interested in the fight in front of him.

The other people around An Rui didn't know, but anyone he didn't know must be little-known little feet.

"You give me death!" One of the duelists roared, slashed his scimitar down, slashed at the shield in the enemy's hand, and then flew out with a single kick, kicking the enemy out of the way along with the shield.

The man on the other side let out a scream, let go of his shield, and rolled on the ground twice in a row. Obviously, he lost.

The winner raised his scimitar and shouted loudly, looking very happy.

"Well done, lad, you can stay." Brent raised his glass and laughed.

The winner put down his scimitar, turned around, and bowed at Brent in a heartfelt gesture.

An Rui walked close to the crowd at this time, trying to be as calm as possible. The doorman explained his intentions for him.

"It seems that there are really a lot of people who want to work for me, and there have been five or six people here for a while." Brent glanced at An Rui and looked at him briefly, "What a big beard, he looks quite fierce." ”

"I heard you're looking for someone who looks pretty fierce here." An Rui's expression was as usual, neither humble nor arrogant.

"It's not enough to look fierce, it's better to be more fierce in your bones than you look, it's not easy to be a businessman these days, there is no one under your hands who can fight and kill, and you can't do any business. Tell me, bearded, what's your name. ”

"Ander Stark."

"Ander, if you want to beg for food under my hands, prove yourself with your strength, just like those two just now, and fight in front of me. If you win, you can stay, lose, get out, it's as simple as that. ”

"Who is my opponent?" An Rui asked bluntly.

"I'm your opponent." The other loudly interjected and came over, a tall, bald man covered in muscles.

"Like you, he wants to be my subordinate, but I obviously don't need that many subordinate." Brent explained, "So it's enough for the two of you to keep one." You can fight with your bare hands, or you can fight with weapons, whatever you want. ”

"I like to use weapons." An Rui drew his long sword, his bare hands were his weakness, and he would not use his skills empty-handed.

"You take the weapon, I am empty-handed." The bald man twisted his neck and hands, and the two made a crunch sound together.

Anrui was not happy about this, and some were more powerful with their hands than with their weapons in hand.

"Alright, stop grinding and let's fight. My time is precious. Brent casually waved his hand and urged.

As soon as the voice fell, the bald man immediately attacked, jumping up at An Rui, drawing a 180-degree arc with his right leg in mid-air, and the soles of his feet shone with energy. can stimulate energy, it can be seen that he is a qualified fighter.

An Rui frowned slightly, looked up at the direction of the bald man's whereabouts, counted the time, and when the two sides were no more than half a yard away, he swung the long sword in his hand. Everywhere the sword passed, a white light flashed, which also stimulated energy.

"These two are actually warriors!" Brent let out a cry of surprise, it seemed that even he would have a hard time recruiting real fighters to play for him.

Amid Brent's shouts, the two duelists met for the first time.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the bald man changed his tricks halfway, flew under his feet, kicked and hit An Rui's long sword, and jumped elsewhere with his strength, avoiding this dangerous sword.

"Bearded, you're pretty good." The bald man touched his shiny head, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he seemed to be more serious than before.

An Rui didn't say anything, his wrist flipped, and the long sword danced with it, drawing a sword flower. He took a step, centered on the bald man, and began to slowly circle in circles.

When Anrui turned to the third lap, he finally exhausted all the patience of the bald man, and the bald man attacked again. However, this time it was slightly different from the last time, An Rui chose to be the last to come, and when the bald man just made a move, he launched a thunderous raid.

"Whoosh!"

The sword pierced the air, drawing a beautiful arc of butterfly light in mid-air, and swam around the bald man's body, stopping at his neck at the end.

The bald man stopped all movements in recognition of himself, and stared down at the cold light of the sword body, his face cloudy.

"I won." Anrui slowly withdrew his sword and retracted it into its sheath.

Sharod, who was not far away, took the confrontation just now in his eyes, raised his eyebrows, and two fine lights flashed in his eyes, as if he was a little interested in An Rui.

"Yes, it was a crisp fight, short, but more exciting than the long one just now. Congratulations to both of you, you two have earned my appreciation, and you can all stay. Brent put down the teacup in his hand and clapped his hands and laughed.

The bald man snorted, and instead of being happy about it, he turned his head and left the place, obviously haunted by the defeat just now.

"Hey, what are you going to do to leave, wouldn't it be nice to stay and work for me?" Brent shouted at the bald man's back, but the latter did not stop, which made him a little angry, "This is my territory, no one is allowed to leave without my permission, you better stop me." ”

The bald man finally stopped this time, he turned around and said in a rough voice: "I just lost the fight, I'm in a bad mood, I don't want to play for anyone, so let that bearded man stay and be your lackey." Lao Tzu is leaving. ”

"Hehe, I'll repeat it again, this is my territory, and no one is allowed to leave without my permission." Brent had a smile on his face, but there was a hint of coldness in his smile.

"Fuck you, I can't keep your fat pig tube if I'm leaving." The bald man spat on the clean marble floor, then flew up and jumped against the wall.

Just as the bald man was about to cross the wall, Sharod struck, and he drew the blue glowing sword and appeared above the bald man in a flash. He aimed the tip of his sword at the bald man's neck and stabbed it hard, and strange lightning burst out from the sword, doubling the power of the sword.

The bald man was struck by a sword in the neck and scorched black by the lightning, killing him on the spot and falling to the ground.

"If the boss of Brent doesn't let you go, you can't go." Sharod stepped on the bald man's corpse and said coldly.

The people who saw this scene all changed color slightly, some were shocked by death, and some were shocked by Sharod's terrifying strength.

An Rui was unmoved, but took a deep breath, and said in his heart that this was the enemy he would face in the future. He saw all the process of Sharod's move just now, and made corresponding measurements, and the gap between him and the other party was still very large. He couldn't dodge the sword just now.

Sharod drew his flickering sword and walked back step by step, locking his gaze on An Rui.

"That bald man is much worse than you, so then replace me as your opponent and try your true strength. Don't worry, this fight won't let you fight in vain, and if your strength satisfies me, I will ask the boss of Brent to arrange a good job for you. Sharod said in a deep voice.