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Shen Sanwan, who had just finished buying daily necessities and snacks, was restless, his eyes full of apologies and shame - at this time, on the white floor of Mao Yulan's room, there were two unconscious men in suits. Shi Qinghuai searched for a small Loloque pistol from one of the men, and a high-tech communication device the size of a pinhole from the other.

There is no doubt that these two people are following Shen Sanwan, who has just gone out, and comes here.

"How did you find the door so quickly?" Shi Qinghuai looked at the small body of the gun and said to himself, there is an eighty percent chance that these two people are mercenaries sent by the lark to detect the situation, how could an ordinary thief carry an expensive gun like Lorroc with him?

If it weren't for the fact that they sneaked into Mao Yulan's room by killing themselves, and were easily beaten down by Mao Yulan, who felt the abnormal air, relying on Shi Qinghuai, a half-witted person who had just become a trialist, could not defeat guns and ammunition!

"What now?" Shi Qinghuai and Shen Sanwan looked at Mao Yulan and Deacon Lu, who were leisurely on the side, hoping that these two masters in the mercenary world could give them some useful guidance.

"I'll deal with these two people, and Deacon Lu is also involved in torture."

Mao Yulan gave a look, Deacon Lu stepped forward and sandwiched the two of them under his armpits at the same time, and walked out of the hotel without changing his complexion, seeing that several guests coming in and out were dumbfounded, how much effort does it take to easily walk with two strong men between his arms?

Shi Qinghuai secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this scene, this kind of post-processing should be handed over to professionals to do, if a few students who had not been stained with blood were allowed to do it, they would have to be in a hurry.

After a while, Deacon Lu returned to the room neatly dressed, and the first thing he said when he entered the door was, "They are indeed the mercenaries of the Skylark Sect." ”

Mao Yulan had an unsurprising expression and motioned for him to continue.

"The Skylark Sect obtained Young Master Shen's information through Master Bao, and let them track them to the hotel first." Deacon Lu was concise and to the point, trying not to let his Chinese go out of tune, "There is also an accomplice of theirs who is responsible for answering nearby, and he should have run away at this time." ”

Shi Qinghuai's faces changed greatly when they heard this, and it seemed that this hotel was no longer safe.

"While Sister Mao is still around, let's leave here quickly." Shi Qinghuai made a quick decision.

A few people were about to go back to the room to pack their luggage, when Deacon Lu's calm voice came again: "Their leader is an intermediate sect named Feng Zheng, according to the intelligence analysis provided by the two, this person has just become a trialist not long ago. ”

Yao Yiyao was the first to stop and looked at Shi Qinghuai, who looked stunned, Shen Sanwan and Guo Mengtao also paused at the same time, focusing their eyes on Shi Qinghuai.

Fight or escape?

The other party is a newcomer who has just become a trialist, and the Force level should also be the primary level of the gate level, which just meets Shi Qinghuai's need to absorb points. As long as they can seize this Feng Zheng's original stone, let Shi Qinghuai spend a few days of hard work to plunder the points, and correct their own causal amount, they can safely leave the Yunchuan Realm!

This is a God-given opportunity, and if you miss this opportunity, it will be more difficult to find a trialist of the same level than to find a needle in a haystack.

Shi Qinghuai hesitated slightly, he subconsciously looked at Mao Yulan with a leisurely face, and the expectation in his eyes was self-evident.

Mao Yulan smiled: "Sister, go take a bath, you have to make a decision quickly." After saying that, she didn't look back, and walked into the bathroom with graceful steps, leaving only a reverie-inducing back to everyone outside the door.

Deacon Lu, who was guarding the door, made a timely gesture to send off the guests.

Shi Qinghuai led a few people back to their rooms, and after a secret conversation, everyone made a preliminary decision, except for Guo Mengtao's apprehensive attitude, Shen Sanwan and Yao Yiyao both said that they could fight!

Anyway, bad luck is riddled with bad luck, no matter how much you hide, you will be found, so it is better to take advantage of this.

"By the way, Da Yao, what is the 'Heavenly Choice' you mentioned earlier?" Thinking of Mao Yulan's ambiguous performance, Shi Qinghuai suddenly recalled the word "Heavenly Choice" that Yao Yiyao and Mao Yulan had mentioned before, and couldn't help but ask out loud.

"That's something that tricked her." Yao Yiyao's expression was calm, "The 'Chosen One' is the winner reserved by the rumored organization, claiming to be the winner destined to survive the catastrophe of the end times, I deliberately used a vague attitude to make her mistakenly think that you are the chosen one selected by the organization, so I can trick her into being our bodyguard for seven days......"

Several people looked bitter, it turned out that the bodyguards for the past seven days were obtained in this way......

"Now it seems that Sister Mao has begun to doubt the identity of the 'chosen one' of the stone, otherwise she would not have escaped so simply in the face of the enemy coming to her door today." Shen Sanwan came to such a conclusion based on his analysis of Mao Yulan's personality.

"Or rather, she took it as a test for her master." Yao Yiyao added.

"In short, I can't get much help from Sister Mao's side." Shi Qinghuai's face gradually became resolute, "This time we can only rely on ourselves, just like dealing with 'Mr. Sai' before, if we make a mistake once, we will never have a chance to turn the tables." While Sister Mao is still in the hotel, we must be fully prepared! ”

"Got it." Shen Sanwan nodded solemnly, he subconsciously glanced at Guo Mengtao, who was speechless next to him, and his eyes were slightly dissatisfied. It has been a day since Yao Yiyao handed over the original stone to her, and Guo Mengtao has not made any response until this moment. She neither explicitly refused to become a trialist, nor did she return the original stone to Yao Yiyao, as if she wanted to endure like this.

Shen Sanwan hates this kind of procrastination the most, which is why he admires Shi Qinghuai's decisiveness: if you don't agree, just refuse, and no one forces you to become a trialist!

Glancing at Guo Mengtao's severed arm wrapped in ointment and bandages, he sighed in his heart, and his face softened slightly.

After the collective negotiation, the two girls went back to their rooms, and Shen Sanwan went downstairs for dinner in advance, leaving Shi Qinghuai, who had no appetite, to stay in the room alone.

He sat on the bed and pondered for a while, then took out the shotgun used by "Mr. Sai" from under the bed, and gently brushed the dust off the chamber with his fingers. After that, he closed his eyes and concentrated on it, and transferred the force and consciousness in his body to the body of the gun made of yellow wood.

As soon as the field of vision darkened, the heavens and the earth shifted, and the irregular image made of particles reappeared in front of me.

This time, Shi Qinghuai did not go deeper into it, but used his consciousness to "engrave" the images of these particles into his mind, and when he was sure that he had mastered the structure of this substance, he used the Force to explore every part of the gun's body.

Putting down the shotgun, he took out a one-and-a-half-foot-long piece of white paper and spread it on the wooden table, drew several large and small circles on the paper with the black marker pen prepared in advance, and filled in each circle with special symbols and patterns.

Shi Qinghuai learned from "Zangfeng" that this was an alchemy array invented by people during the heyday of alchemy, which could increase the probability of success in alchemy. For alchemists who are still in the beginner stage, this is an indispensable auxiliary method.

He put the several large boxes of snacks that Shen Sanwan had bought from outside on the paper, until the total weight exceeded the weight of the shotgun, then he stopped what he was doing, put his hands together and took a deep breath.

"Refined!"

He let out a soft cry in his heart, and his hands slapped on the left and right sides of the alchemy array, and an endless stream of Force power in his body gushed out.