At around 6 p.m., the setting sun reluctantly leaps into the western horizon, leaving the sunset in the sky.

In this darkness, Tianyang came to the lower city again, and this time he did not go to the lame man, and drove through the bustling lively streets, stopping in front of a slightly remote alley.

Put the car on the parking space at the entrance of the alley, and Tianyang walked into the alley. There is a restaurant in the alley, and the lights on the restaurant sign are flickering, and from time to time a spark jumps out, as if it will go out at any moment.

However, the owner doesn't seem to care if the lights on the sign go out, even if the guests who enter the restaurant are complaining about the sparks that fall.

In the restaurant, the smell of food was filled, and after the sun was set, a waiter listlessly threw the menu on the table: "What do guests need?" ”

Tianyang smiled, ordered a few dishes, and then put a mechanical lockbox at his feet.

The box contains a full set of materials for the level 5 sublimation medium, because this set of media is prepared for the God of War rank, and Tianyang can't use it, so he plans to sell it in the gray bazaar.

The material of the sublimation medium can theoretically be preserved for a long time, but after so many years of practice, a theory has already been drawn.

That is, the material can be stored for a long time, but the quality of the material will deteriorate over time. The quality of the material will be related to the success rate of media production.

If the same material is of inferior quality, there is a certain chance of failure in the production process.

This is the reason why Tianyang is in a hurry to sell media materials, and if you can't use it yourself, the quality will decline again, so it's better to sell it directly for contribution points or things that you actually need.

Soon, the dish ordered by the boy came up. As soon as the waiter put the dish down, Tianyang squinted slightly, and on the left and right, there was a woman dressed in fancy clothes, even a little too exposed, and sat down.

The two women are still very young, their skin is in very good condition, and although they look a little ordinary, they have a good figure. In the lower town, they are usually able to attract good customers.

Of course, the services they provide will be charged a little higher than others.

"Eat alone? How boring this is, let's stay with you. Sitting on the left, a woman wearing a blue wig and heavy makeup, boldly placed one hand on Tianyang's leg and gently rubbed it.

The woman on the right dyed her hair red, the neckline of her blouse was so low that it almost showed the scenery inside, and she leaned directly on Tianyang's arm, trying to squeeze the young man's hand into her chest.

But his eyes swept to the lockbox at Tianyang's feet: "What kind of box is this, it's so special, it's the first time I've seen it, let me see, okay?" ”

The corners of Tianyang's mouth raised: "You can see it, but I charge for it." ”

The blue-haired woman slid her hand upwards and asked with a smile, "How do you charge it, it's too expensive for us to afford." Why don't you let our sisters spend the night with you? ”

Tianyang shook her evil hand like lightning and smiled, "You can definitely afford it, I charge very cheaply." One look at it, and you'll gouge out one of your eyeballs. ”

Both women were shaken and were about to stand up. But at this time, a murderous aura poured down on their heads like ice water, making them unable to move, and only knew how to tremble their teeth.

Tianyang said in a deep voice: "Say, who sent you?" ”

The red-haired woman tried to put on a smile: "How can it be, I just see you eating here alone, weird and lonely, so with my good sister, ah-"

Before she could finish speaking, Tianyang gently pointed at the woman's waist and ribs. Xingyun sent it lightly, hitting her whole body, making her sore and painful, and she suddenly screamed.

The shouting made everyone look sideways in the restaurant, but this was Downtown, and no one dared to meddle.

Tianyang smiled: "If you don't tell the truth, I'll throw you in the ditch behind to feed the mice." ”

The two women finally got scared, stiffened, and looked at a table in the corner of the dining room.

At that table, there were several men, one of whom was of medium stature, but with a cold smell on him.

He suddenly laughed, got up and left his seat: "Little brother, good means, take down these two useless sluts in three or two clicks." But they are cheap, and they make a lot of money for me every year, so let's see if you let them go. ”

Tianyang's smile was pure and harmless: "Of course you can, but your people offended me, so they committed it, it's not in accordance with the rules, right?" ”

The rules that the boy said were naturally the rules of the lower city. And the rules of the lower city usually need to be maintained with strength.

The cold man narrowed his eyes: "Could it be that I have lost my eyes, the little brother is actually from Xiacheng City?" I thought it was the good people above, bored, and ran to the lower town to have fun. ”

Tianyang smiled secretly in his heart, just now these two women came to tempt, and he knew that someone must regard him as a fat sheep in Shangcheng District.

After living in the lower city for seventeen years, how could the teenager not know these tricks?

Tianyang still grabbed the two women: "After saying so much, you haven't told me yet, who are you?" ”

The cold man made a foot posture, stretched out his hand and pressed lightly on his chest, bowed, and said, "Thanks to the brothers, call me the third son." -->>

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Tianyang couldn't help but chuckle and said, "A rat in the lower city also has the face to call himself a childe. ”

The son in his mind must at least be Yun Feng and Bai Wuji, and the one in front of him is far behind.

The third prince's face suddenly became quite ugly, and he no longer concealed it, and said coldly: "I don't care if you are a fat sheep in the upper city or a little bastard in the lower city. Now I command you to hand over all your valuables, or you will not want to leave. ”

As soon as Tianyang entered the restaurant, he set his eyes on this young man. Whether it is the young man's clothes, bearing, or the lockbox with complicated machinery, they are all silently telling one thing: this young man is a rich man!

This kind of thing is very common in Xiacheng District, and this person who calls himself the third prince is certainly not the first time to do this kind of thing.

Now he is actually quite polite, if it weren't for his own people in the hands of the young man, he would have done it a long time ago, how could he talk so much nonsense with Tianyang.

Tianyang smiled and said, "You are a bit capable, you can predict the prophet and rush to say what I want to say." ”

The third prince was stunned, and before he could figure out what this young man meant, he heard Tianyang say: "Now I order you to hand over all the valuable belongings on you." Otherwise, your lives will end tonight. ”

Only then did the third prince know that the so-called "prophet of the end of the prophet" meant this.

He laughed wickedly: "You are looking for death!" ”

Suddenly, in several corners of the restaurant, someone shot up at the same time, and some people closed the door of the restaurant and lowered the curtains, so that the situation inside would not be known from the outside.

The next second, gunshots, screams, and women's screams rang out in the restaurant.

However, the voices soon ended, and only the woman's low sobbing voice sounded intermittently.

The two women who seduced Tianyang just now now squatted under the table with their heads in their hands, looking at everything around them in disbelief. The people brought by the third prince were all dead, and they all died in a tragic state, either they were shot in the head by a gun, or they were embedded in the door with a knife.

The third prince even pierced his throat with a long knife and was nailed to the pillar. The aroma of the food in the restaurant was gone, replaced by the smell of blood, and the few diners who were the only diners trembled and looked at the silver-haired boy with the same face as usual.

Tianyang glanced at the table, the food he ordered had already been overturned, and there was even a finger on the table that he didn't know who it was.

The boy shook his head, picked up his lockbox and walked towards the door: "The bill is counted on those people. ”

He said to the waiter who was cowering at the door, and walked away.

This is life in the lower city, where some people get rich overnight, and some people die on the streets.

So as not to cause some unnecessary trouble again, Tianyang disguised the lockbox a little, and this time it finally went well. Although there are still a lot of meaningful sights along the way, at least, there is no such thing as the third son.

This allowed the boy to eat dinner in peace, then donned a dark cloak and nightmare mask to the entrance of the Grey Bazaar.

Still in front of the warehouse-like house, Tianyang showed his badge, and the two guards let him in.

Entering the Grey Bazaar, the teenager has a clear goal and goes straight to the Shadow Tower.

The shop in the shadows is still the same as yesterday, and even tonight there are fewer customers in the lobby, the neon last night has been bought, and no new products have been added to the shelves.

When I came to the information desk, Tianyang flicked his fingers, and the rattle rang.

It was still the old man from last night, who came over with an expressionless face, and said in a slightly impatient tone: "What's the matter?" ”

Well, even the lines are the same as last night.

Tianyang changed his tone and said lightly: "I am the Grim Reaper." ”

The old man's expression immediately changed, and his eyes became burning: "It turned out to be Mr. Death, you changed your mask, I can't even recognize you." ”

"I wonder what the guest wants to sell tonight?"

Bang!

The disguised lockbox was placed on the consultation desk, Tianyang leaned forward slightly, and said in a voice that only the old man could hear: "Here, there is a complete set of materials for level 5 media, do you accept the shadows?" ”

"What!"

The old man jumped up as if he had been electrocuted, attracting the attention of several guests. They are all a little curious, and if they come a few more times, they will know that the old man at the information desk has always been unfazed.

I don't know what's going on tonight, I'm so excited.

It's no wonder that the old man is excited, the sublimation medium is not a new thing in the gray bazaar, it is to shadow itself, and it is also selling a whole set of media materials.

However, Shadows can only take Level 4 mediums. As for the level 5 media, no matter what rank it is, they can't make up a whole set, so they can only sell it for nothing.

Even so, media materials are still in short supply. If there is a complete set of Level 5 Media Town stores now, Shadow's reputation will immediately increase by a large margin, and the Red Chimney and Hunger Dance will be just around the corner!