The place where the man came out was a very inconspicuous small shop, and his clothes were very ordinary, and he looked like an ordinary passerby, let alone anyone else, even he himself probably didn't expect to be stopped.

First it was an accident, and then it became vigilant, and his face sank, and his hand touched the long sword that was carried on his waist, and it seemed that the decorative effect was more than the actual effect.

"Hey, sir, don't get excited, we're from the Mercenary Workshop. Langdon explained with a big grin on his face.

As one of the largest trade markets on the mainland, the Federation of 100 Nations has the largest passenger flow in the whole continent, and with it, of course, is the employment service.

There are many forces in this world, but not every force has the ability to protect itself, so a considerable number of forces will choose to hire guards to help them escort goods or finances, or some forces will accidentally get good things that do not match their strength, and after coming here to sell the stolen goods, they are afraid of being targeted and looted, and they will also hire some guards.

So, in this place where trade reigns supreme, the mercenary industry generates only less profit than trade, and the number of mercenaries is far greater than the number of those who venture out to explore.

Langdon's explanation didn't make the other party let his guard down, but became even more nervous, staring at Langdon and asking, "What do you want to do?"

"I really just want to provide you with escort services, sir. Langdon smiled as he thought he was honest and cheerful, and said, "I know you're coming back from that place, oh, oh, oh, don't get excited, sir, I didn't follow you, I just happened to know the mark." ”

When he said that kind of place, the other party suddenly became excited, and with a movement of his hand, the long sword was directly drawn halfway, and Langdon hurriedly accelerated his speech to explain, and at the same time raised his hand and pointed in one direction.

The man looked at Langdon's finger, and finally suppressed his astonishment and anger, and calmed down a little.

It was a wooden sign hanging in an inconspicuous corner of the shop where he walked out, with a rudimentary pattern painted on it.

Don't look at the wooden plaque as inconspicuous, but it's actually the mark of an underground trading entrance, and that's exactly what Langdon was looking for in most of the city.

In nearly 1,000 cities in hundreds of countries in the Federation of 100 Cities, the place where underground transactions take place is never fixed, but flows among these cities.

And in order to take care of those guests, whenever a place is selected for underground trading, the organizer, that is, the Hundred Cities Federation, will hang some signs at each entrance.

The signs were not only of this kind of wooden card, but also other things, and what they were, only those who were invited to participate in the underground trade could not know until 3 days before the trade.

Moreover, these signs are extremely short-lived, and can be revoked within 24 hours of the end of the underground transaction.

Therefore, Langdon was able to find this mark, in addition to being able to easily identify those signs because he had participated in this kind of underground trading too many times in the past and obtained many tips from the forum, there was also a considerable degree of luck component.

Seeing that the man had finally calmed down, Langdon continued: "Don't hide it, sir, I've participated in that kind of transaction before, so I can know something, and that sign happens to be something I've seen before, so that's ......"

The man cautiously looked around, and saw that there was no one, so he spoke again and said in a deep voice: "You can participate in that kind of transaction, you should also be a person with some status and strength, why did you fall to the point of going to the mercenary workshop? Moreover, since you have participated, you should also know the rules, if you come here to block people like this, are you not afraid of being hunted down by the organizer when you come here to block people?"

Langdon smiled and said, "It's not a secret, I'm really not sinking, but because my strength has increased greatly, and I have a lot of subordinates, and I want a place to live, and I want to think about it, what could be more suitable than here?" ”

"Want a place? You want your own territory? I'm sorry, you're looking for the wrong person, I'm just an ordinary trader, I can't help you with that. Although the man was not about to draw his sword and shout to kill, his attitude was still cold, and he returned to Langdon, turned around and wanted to leave.

"Sir, you see that I am so honest, it is not good that you still play with me with these twists and turns. Hearing his words, Langdon's face also sank slightly, and he raised his chin slightly, and Hogg, who had been standing quietly on the side, immediately moved.

The scratches flashed in the air, and the man felt a breeze blowing in his face, but he saw that the beautiful girl with the ears of the beast didn't seem to move, but the next moment, she stretched out her hand to the guy who was blocking him, and the hand that seemed to be covered with a furry grab grabbed something.

The man was stunned and hurriedly touched the hem of his clothes, only to find that there was already an extra crack there!

"You ......" He was furious, and subconsciously wanted to draw his sword, but then reacted that the other party's strength was not comparable to his, and he couldn't help but glare.

But Langdon continued: "Don't be angry, sir, it's just a little proof that I know something. ”

In his hand was a small sign, which was originally hidden deep in the hem of the man's clothes, with no words on it, only a pattern, which was the symbol of the organization that oversaw all underground transactions here in the Hundred Cities Federation, to put it bluntly, this is the official logo of the Hundred Cities Federation!

As early as when he walked out, Langdon had already discovered his identity, otherwise, there were a total of 14 people who came out of that small shop to participate in the underground trade, why didn't Langdon stop the others, but stop him?

The Federation of Hundred Cities has been using this set of methods for I don't know how many years, thinking that it is very secretive and will not be discovered at all, but it has not thought at all that in the game of another world, with the unremitting efforts of those players who are called Inhumans, they have completely summed up a set of methods to discover their identities.

In previous lives, some people even took advantage of these discoveries to rob their underground trading places several times. Of course, these are all digressions.

Just when he was still annoyed, Langdon suddenly took a step forward and whispered in his ear, "Actually, I still know some things, such as the relationship between this organization called Gold and Wealth and the Federation of Hundred Cities. ”

The man's face changed suddenly, he never thought that he would be able to say so much to make him listen to the seemingly random bump into a person, no, it should be something that shocked every underground trader involved in the Hundred Cities Federation!

An outsider has actually cracked their disguise and identification methods, and seems to have completely figured out how the Hundred Cities Federation presided over underground transactions!

"What do you want?" he still muttered, but he no longer had the contempt and disdain he had before, and there was fear in his eyes.

"I've told you, I'm really honest, what I want is really just a small piece of territory. Langdon said, spreading his hands.