So what does Cheese himself think of his current situation? The dim torches make the light flicker and dark, and the colorful shadows seem to hint at the eagerness of the gang on both sides. In fact, this is not necessary, the lighting of the rushing night is completely sufficient, and this small square has two circles of street lamps built inside and outside, and the torches are just props that appear to increase the momentum. It's like a primitive hunter with a stone spear in his hand facing a wild beast, as long as he has a torch in his other hand, his momentum and confidence are not the same. Fire may not be the first non-self-possessed power of human beings, but it must have some special significance.

At the very least, it can give a guts. In addition to fire, another thing that can give people guts is quantity. The lone wolf did not dare to attack the shepherd's flock, it was afraid of the shepherd's dog, it was afraid of the shepherd's hand, it was afraid of being hurt. The wolves don't have to worry about this, and when the wolves start moving, all the difficulties can be solved, even if the shepherd has only an old dog, and he can't throw a stone himself. Walking among these people, Cheese could feel a certain effect of fire and quantity, a certain emotion that tended to be fanatical over courage and self-confidence. It reminded him of Bacchus, and such a scene should make him happy.

But the revelry of the god of wine is also to provoke, and not all of them are entitled to the pleasure beyond reason. The mage's gaze did not skew, but he still saw enough gangs, some of them looked childish, some were already old, and some were subtle, because ordinary gangs would not accept members with such a large age span. In fact, it is not difficult to understand that the person in charge of recruitment tends to be the same age as themselves or younger and easier to master, although they will not refuse to have a skilled elder, but this often does not result in such a wide age distribution, and the main body of a gang is still a group of people.

This gang experience was told to him by One-Eye when he was a lion, and Cheese had expressed curiosity about how she managed the underworld of the lion, so he knew a little bit about the gang. However, a little anomaly does not mean anything, knowledge is a summary of the law, and applying it in reverse to force it to conform to the law is putting the cart before the horse, and the gang common sense of the blue lion may not be effective in rushing.

But one thing is certain, the leader of the Nine Rings Gang came to this meeting with such fanfare, which means that he did not want to avoid his subordinates. That also means that in the next negotiations, the cheese can't give the other party too ugly, because once he loses face, he can't gain a foothold in the gang, and the boss will definitely attack immediately. Thinking of this, the mage's heart was slightly uneasy, was the other party out of timidity and unintentional, or did he deliberately increase the price for his own negotiation? If it is the former, then it is okay to say, if it is the latter, this is a conspiracy, I am afraid that this gang leader does have something extraordinary.

Thinking about it, the mage had already walked to the center of the small square, where the most eye-catching was the knife, and then the man with the knife, except for some of the more well-equipped gang members. The knife is a large knife, the length of the blade is the same as the entire arm of the cheese, and the blade is spitting cold light, and it looks like a murder weapon. In addition to the blood groove on the knife body, there are also many lines of different depths with unknown casting techniques, which are all over the white metal surface, forming a white tiger that is about to pounce in a trance. But as the light shining on it turned, it changed back to its flat appearance.

After talking about the blade and the handle, the gauntlet between the blade and the handle looked unremarkable, just an oval bezel, below which the long handle large enough to be held by both hands was wrapped in a piece of shark skin, and the counterweight at the bottom was made into a hollow ring. But he saw that a red silk was tied in the ring, which went downward, and passed through the eight brass rings on the body of the sword, and tied a beautiful knot in the brass rings at the top. It seems that this red silk is tied in order to prevent the eight copper rings on the knife from making a sound because of movement, although I don't know if this is the original preservation method of the nine-ring knife, but it can indeed solve the inconvenience of the knife holder in ordinary life. And looking at the knot pattern on the knife head, it only takes a slight tug, and this exotic weapon can immediately exert its original power.

The knife is so eye-catching that it's easy to overlook its owner. But in fact, its owner should be just as impressive. It was a man in his thirties and forties, and his originally light-skinned skin was dark, suggesting that he had worked for a long time. The beard of the same color as the hair is not well groomed, and it is not not too thick, giving it a scruffy feel, compared to the hair that has been combed back and tied up. His bones are very thick, his hands and feet are larger than those of the person next to him, and although the muscles under his clothes are not very developed, they are still imposing enough.

Looking at the appearance alone, this man seems to have some ability, and if he has more scars under his clothes, he should be a respected figure on the ground. Such a person is somewhat difficult to match with the leader of the Nine Rings Gang, but Cheese would not have such an idea. The reason is the eyes, and it is not an empirical state of reading the eyes, this man's eyes are indeed different from ordinary people. His left eye was brownish-black, which should be a normal pupil color, but his right eye shimmered bright yellow in the firelight, which might be mistaken for the reflection of the firelight in the pupil if he didn't look closely, but when he walked forward, the color did not disappear.

Cheese hesitated for a moment, and did not choose to immediately open the magic vision, and the magic light in his eyes was likely to be taken by the other party as a signal to start a war. So he also walked towards the other party, and the two stopped at a distance of about five paces from each other, and looked at each other quietly. The leader of the Nine Rings Gang didn't seem to be in a hurry, he saw that his hand was pressed against the ring of the hilt, he was holding a big knife in his arms, and there was an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth, he was very confident.

In the first round of the negotiation, the mage chose to give in, it was not his intention to spend time with the other party here, he was here to negotiate, not to demonstrate, of course, this does not mean that he will give up the initiative in the conversation, "I'll just say it bluntly, no matter how much bounty that girl has, you can't get it." I'm here to save some time for both of us to focus on what is destined to be fruitless. ”

The leader didn't answer immediately, his normal eye narrowed slightly, and there was a strange opening of the eye, and the incongruity of the two eyes made people feel uncomfortable, as if his right eye was not real.

"You, a wizard?" the voice fluttered in the evening breeze. The surrounding gang members all had strange expressions on their faces when they heard this, it was not fear, it was some more strange emotion.

Cheese read something from the other party's questioning and the behavior of the people around him, and he took off his hood and showed his face, "To be exact, I'm a scholar. ”