Half an hour later, at 11:45 p.m. at 11:45 p.m. and 86 p.m. S. time, the aircraft arrived at the airport in the lower part of Elk City. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After landing, Iron Slag rode the locomotive alone and drove towards the location indicated by Mu Yu Lily of the Valley. The airport is big and open, and there is no end in sight. The roar of turbine engines is endless, and hundreds of aircraft are hovering in the sky, rising and falling like industrious swarms. The ground is full of all kinds of materials, trucks are coming and going, and countless porters are shuttling through it, making it a busy scene.

It took more than ten minutes for the iron slag to leave this huge airport. Passing through the auxiliary road and entering the city, the first thing that catches your eye is a series of skyscrapers that soar into the sky, towering and tall, like a sword stuck in the ground. Walking on both sides of the street is like being in a deep canyon, flanked by straight cliffs, and looking up, there is only a glimmer of heaven and earth.

The smooth glass exterior wall reflects the bright lights, red, blue, yellow, purple and green, the brilliance is blurred, and people can't help but linger in it and forget why.

On the road, the dense crowd of vehicles is crowded together, end to end, slowly moving forward, like a large river that flows very slowly. The iron slag blocked the car for a while before coming to the location indicated on the navigator.

It's a bustling neighborhood with countless neon lights hanging from the top. After watching it for a long time, it seems that there will be hallucinations, as if you are in a dream, and everything is not so real. At this moment, there are many pedestrians on the street, but they all look hurried and walk very fast.

Iron Slag parked the locomotive on the side of the street, and just as he was about to leave, a teenager ran over. He was seen wearing a dark blue suspender coat, a canvas hat, a large shoulder bag, and a rolled-up newspaper in his hand.

"Sir, do you want a newspaper?" The boy asked expectantly.

Iron Slag shook his head.

"Lucheng Evening News, there is big news." The boy said persistently.

"Not interested." Iron Slag said lightly, and was about to turn away, but at this moment, the corner of his eye swept the corner of the newspaper and saw a familiar face. That bright smile, like the rising sun, warmed the whole world.

"This is the Princess of the Temple, she gave a speech today......" As if sensing the gaze of the iron slag, the young man hurriedly spread out the newspaper and said, "Aurora plane, a new plane, a new opportunity......"

"Ding ......" The young man was selling hard, but as soon as he saw the other party raise his hand, a silver coin flew towards him in an arc.

The young man quickly reached out and grabbed it, then looked at it, and handed the newspaper in his hand. At this moment, a man's voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Hey, kid over there, bring me a newspaper." Turning his head, he saw two men in white power armor walking from a distance.

"Right away." The boy beckoned and shouted.

Seeing the two people in front of him, Iron Slag's eyes narrowed slightly, and he turned around and walked into the store next to him. The opponent's breastplate was painted with a rusty iron cross with the Arabic numeral "3" in the middle, which was the symbol of the Third Regiment of the Dawn Expeditionary Force. Although Mu Yu Lily of the Valley prepared the badge of the red-robed warrior of the Notre Dame for him, this kind of thing can be avoided, so as not to use inappropriate words and reveal any flaws.

"Dingdong......" "Welcome." With the sound of a bell, the waiter in the store raised his head and bowed to the iron slag.

Looking around, the shelves are neatly placed with all kinds of beautifully packaged snacks and daily necessities. It is not difficult to see that this is a high-end "commissary", also known as a "convenience store".

"Bring me a pack of cigarettes." Iron Slag said casually. The labels of the snacks here are all written in the aristocratic language of Yincheng, and he can't read it, but it's not good to buy nothing, so he has to buy a pack of cigarettes and pretend to be.

However, the two Templars finished buying the newspaper and chatted as they walked into the convenience store.

"I heard that you applied to join the Seventh Army." "Hmm." "But...... There's a war going on over there. "It's better than staying here, do you know what people say about our Third Army in private?" "How?" "It's really not interesting to say that we are logistics troops and security personnel, only internally and not externally." "That's right, this time the princess personally announced the secret of the aurora plane, obviously attaching great importance to the interests of that side, and now is a good opportunity for us to make contributions." "What? Do you want to go too? "Of course, I went to submit my application when I found out that you had submitted it too." "Haha......"

Seeing the two Templars enter, the slag finished buying cigarettes, took the change, and went out without looking back.

"Suspicious? That person just now seemed to be wearing power armor. Looking at the back of the departing iron slag, a Templar said.

"What's strange." Another asked.

"No, I just can't tell what model it is." "I guess it's a ragtag." "Well, that makes sense."

After leaving the convenience store, Iron Slag put away the newspaper and looked at his watch, it was 0:45, and there were still fifteen minutes before the opening of the underground boxing ring. While there was still some time, he walked around for a while, and after getting a preliminary grasp of the terrain, he walked into a bar with ordinary decorations.

"Sir, we're closed." The waiter stepped forward and said.

"Is Thelma there?" Iron Slag asked. This is the connector that Mu Yu Lily of the Valley asked him to find, and the other party will arrange to enter the venue.

"This ......" The waiter was hesitating, and suddenly a star stone black/card flashed in front of him, and immediately bowed down and said, "Distinguished guest, please wait a moment. ”

It didn't take long for a middle-aged woman in an evening dress to come out from behind the bar, reach out to the iron slag, and say, "Hello, honored guest, I'm Thelma." ”

Iron Slag didn't answer, but just took out the badge of the red-robed warrior and showed her a look.

"Please follow me." After seeing the badge, Thelma takes him into the store.

The two then walked through the bar lobby to an elevator door. Thelma swiped her card and the door opened. Then, the two took the elevator and went all the way down to an underground space. As soon as the door opened, a noisy and noisy voice came.

"yes yes!" "Wowhaha!" "Northern Wilderness Electric Drill, kill him!" "Western bayonet, I support you!"

Walking through a passage, the eyes suddenly opened up. It is a vast underground space, in the shape of a funnel below, where the audience is seated, and in the middle is a ring fenced with barbed wire, and the upper top is oval-shaped, and hundreds of spotlights are installed, and the lights are concentrated in the ring.

At this moment, hundreds of spectators are crowded into the audience, either sitting and watching, or standing and shouting, the scene is very lively.

"Welcome to the Deer City Fight." Selma smiled and said.

"Hmm." Iron Slag nodded. Next, Thelma took the iron slag to the side of the maintenance room and changed into the guard's dark blue robes.

During the whole process, Thelma didn't ask more than a question, and Iron Slag didn't say a word more than a word. Before he arrived, Mu Yu Lily of the Valley told him that Thelma was only responsible for bringing him in and changing into a guard's outfit. As for what his purpose was, Thelma didn't know anything and wouldn't ask more.

Moments later, Iron Slag, who had changed his clothes, walked into the venue and walked back and forth through the raucous crowd, looking for his target. After a while, he found Bill "Killer Bee" in the VIP seat near the ring.

At this moment, Bill is hugging two hot girls, lying on the couch in the VIP seat, drinking wine and laughing with the girls. Iron Slag walked over quietly, and then stood in a corner like a normal guard, watching the venue.

In the ring, two strong men with solid muscles are glaring angrily, shouting at each other to crush each other.

"I'm going to tear your parts off one by one and throw them down the stinking sewer!" "I will make you cry and beg for mercy like a virgin girl, but I will not show mercy!" "I'm going to dig out your entrails!" "I'm going to drink your blood, though it stinks......"

The two scolded red-faced, spittle, and with a whistle, they rushed over and scuffled together. Straight hooks, over-the-shoulder falls, and the fight is quite intense. However, their fight was like a fight between two small children in the eyes of Iron Slag, and it was completely unsightly.

Once the match began, Bill's attention remained on the two girls and he didn't seem interested in the fight on the ring. Iron Slag couldn't help but wonder that, according to the inside of Notre Dame, Bill was a murderous man and could not have been interested in this kind of child's play.

A few minutes later, the bout in the ring came to an end. The two strong men were bruised and panting, and even at such times, they pointed at each other's noses and yelled.

After a while, two strong men stepped off the stage, and a middle-aged man in an evening dress stepped into the ring and said loudly: "Audience, friends, the warm-up game is over." ”

"Next, please watch the real fight, the electric drill from the Northern Wilderness, and the bayonet from the west!"

Suddenly, the entire venue was boiling.

"Electric drills! Electric drill! "Bayonet! Bayonet! ”

At this time, Iron Slag noticed that Bill straightened up and looked intently at the ring.

It didn't take long for two masked men to slowly walk into the ring. A tall and thin man, with two bayonets hanging from his waist, the bright blades shimmering with cold light; The other is obese and armed with a sledgehammer.

Seeing the people on the stage, Iron Slag couldn't help frowning, feeling a little familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.

"Buy a bayonet, 100,000 gold coins." After observing for a while, Bill said to the girl next to him.

"Why~" The girl asked with a smile, "Tell people some tricks~ People also want to place a small bet." ”

"The thin man is flexible, the fat man is sluggish." Bill replied.

"Is that all?" The girl was a little incredulous.

"yes, that's it." Bill said impatiently.

"Let's talk about it~" The girl begged angrily.

Seeing that the game was about to start, Bill's face changed, and he said viciously: "Go and place your bets, otherwise the time will be delayed, be careful that I skin you." ”

The girl's face turned pale with fright, and she quickly got up and left, and went to the backstage to place a bet.