The provenance of this three-headed monster badge is easy to inquire. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info drew a simple diagram of the shopkeeper on the counter downstairs, and when Brunei himself couldn't quite see what it was, he told Brunei with a hint of fear that it was the sign of the Gars Gang, the number one gang that now ruled the whole of Garth City.

However, Brunei is not very familiar with these underworld and the like, and the system and the shopkeeper have spoken for ten minutes before Brunei has left two diametrically opposed impressions.

In his understanding at this moment, the underworld is probably a group of unemployed vagrants who maintain law and order and protect the store, but also disrupt public order and squeeze the contradictions of all ordinary people.

[You guy...... Forget it, it doesn't matter if you can figure out what the gangsters do. 】

As the system says, no matter what kind of organization this Gals gang does, it doesn't have much impact. Brunei also had a rough speculation about the so-called "revenge", and the strong man he killed that day, and the ghost who escaped, seemed to be the kind of idlers who would belong to the gang. As a result, at that time, he acted on a whim, which led to Sal's ......

[I really have the face to say.] At that time, I hesitated for so long, and I had a whim. What a scumbag. 】

Brunei let out a contemptuous snort, which was a response to the system's comments. Now he was more concerned about that action, and he undoubtedly made a mistake, but where did he make a mistake?

At the beginning, the decision to sneak in to save people is a typical self-indulgent action. The lack of clarity about the system's help stems from a previous feeling of incomplete trust in the system, which until now Brunei has not considered a mistake. However, it is undoubtedly stupid to not understand clearly and not trust the system, but to rely on the system to save people.

At that time, it was really helpless to pretend to be a mage, and in the end it failed because of his own lack of experience, so there was really nothing he could do. Later it was inevitable to start fighting, and there was no problem.

If anything, the biggest mistake he made was probably that he didn't think about killing the ghost at all when he was planning the battle process at all. Brunei's eyes suddenly turned cold. There is no doubt that this incident was the secret of the ghost, and if he died, a gang of this level who dominated the whole city would never be held accountable for the death of two low-level people who bullied a little girl who came from out of town to sell plums.

The lives of two commoners who are nothing are really worthless compared to the price of offending the two mage apprentices who are still alive, as well as the price of a genius who has been famous for a long time and the free mage behind him.

That's right, at that time, if you had found a way to kill both of them, there would have been no such trouble!

[Little Brunei - you...... Heh, that's not bad either. 】

Brunei had finally finished reviewing the events before, and for now, he had to keep his eyes back on the events in front of him. Now that you know who is doing it, first of all, you have to confirm whether Sal is dead or not.

Their motives, goals, ideas, etc., don't really matter at the moment, as long as Sal is not dead and is still alive and in their hands, it is the best news for Brunei. But if Thrall is dead—

Brunei didn't think any further. As if nothing had happened, he asked the Gars Gang headquarters to be, smiled calmly and thanked the shopkeeper, turned and walked out the door. The shopkeeper screamed, but seeing that Brunei ignored him, and was intimidated by the chill on his body, he finally didn't say anything.

Watching Brunei walk out of the door, the shopkeeper let out a long sigh, called a panicked little ghost, and sent a message. The little imp took a shortcut and ran quickly to the building that the previous shopkeeper had pointed out to Brunei.

The headquarters of the Gars Gang was expanded from the old lair of the Blasting Snake Gang, with only five floors, which is considered very high in Gars City, but it is not very outstanding, but after the expansion, the entire street of storefronts has been squeezed out and connected into a whole line. The tawny walls don't look very atmospheric, but given the sheer size, it's still not very low-key.

The original doors have been torn down, leaving only an iron gate in the center and two inconspicuous wooden side doors in the left and right concealments. The imp seemed to be familiar with this area, and after a few rhythmic knocks on the small door on the left, a small crack opened in the door, and the imp moved his body and got in, and the door was closed.

Brunei's side was not so fast, firstly, he walked, secondly, the main road was much farther than the shortest road, and thirdly, he was naturally afraid of the so-called "control of a city" force.

He had been trying to force himself not to think about the dangers that might lie ahead, or he might have turned back out of fear. And in the process, he suddenly heard something that he had not had time to remember since he woke up.

"System, didn't you say before, what kind of Bell is eyeing me?"

[Oh, do you remember? I thought you wouldn't bring it up until the end of this episode.] 】

Brunei frowned slightly: "System, I'm going to use observation to find out if he's stalking me." ”

[Well, okay.] Because there are a lot of people on the street, and the guy is also professional, the success rate of the test will be halved. Observational test: 63>30. You don't see anyone stalking you. 】

"Tsk. Brunei smacked his lips as if he was annoyed, "Useless guy." ”

[Hey!You bastard!You actually call me "useless"! You actually have the face to say that I'm useless! Who helped you when you fell into the abyss!Who gave you strength when you were about to be killed by two miscellaneous fish!If it weren't for me, do you know what you're doing now!]

"I guess I'm trying to learn the skills I need to be a farmer," said Brunei quietly. Thrall will probably accompany Sue to the city to register as a mage. And now, they've probably just woken up and are ready to spend their last day in the city. ”

[I-you-I'll go...... Forget it. Tell me, what would you do if he was following you?]

"Continue what I didn't have time to accomplish before. Brunei's eyes narrowed, "Showdown with him, force him to have a showdown with me." In any case, I am now a mage apprentice, and in broad daylight, he does not dare to do anything that threatens me. At that point, I can even use this excuse to apply for protection from the Magic Authority, and it will be much easier to save Sal. ”

[I see. Sounds like it makes sense. So, what if he didn't follow you?]

"......" Brunei's eyes flickered, "Didn't the psychological examination done to the doctor just now prove that no one had come to inquire about my situation during this time? If you didn't lie to me, that Bell was really following me at that time - excluding the possibility that he gave up inexplicably, this time Sal's matter may have nothing to do with him!"

【...... Ha. It's a rarity, your reasoning - well, here we are. 】

As soon as Brunei looked up, with his back to the western city wall, he was greeted by a huge building that stretched for nearly a kilometer. Above the huge black iron door in the center, three patterns, a black tiger, a triangular snake head, and a strange insect head, were tightly squeezed in a bright silver circle. Around the building, not to mention the shops, even pedestrians are rare, everyone walks in a hurry, as if a boulder is pressing, gloomy face, bent over, without saying a word.

It's no wonder they didn't come near the neighborhood the first day. Brunei vaguely remembered that Su had mentioned in a chat with a jewelry shopkeeper that he should not go in this direction, there was nothing like that anyway.

[Demon King City, the whole body exudes a dark and ominous atmosphere, yes, quite emotional. 】

Brunei was also affected by the surrounding atmosphere and felt a little depressed, but after the system said something inexplicable as usual, he suddenly felt relaxed. With a chuckle, he walked over to the iron door.

The iron door was painted in pure black color. Perhaps because of regular maintenance, the whole door was like new, the black surface emitted a bit of dazzling white light in the sunlight, and Brunei gently pressed his hand on it, the rising heat of the iron door made him almost retract his hand, and after touching the door, the hot touch made him feel painful.

Brunei gasped and gently retracted his hand a little, but at that moment, his hand seemed to be stuck to the iron plate, and when he tore off the skin on his hand when he lifted it, Brunei Si, who was rarely injured, felt a strong pain again. However, he stiffened, gritted his teeth, and did not make any sound.

He pulled his hand behind him, paused for a second, and then smashed it with all his strength.

"Boom-"

The sound was not very loud, nor did it last long, and the humming vibration soon became inaudible.

[If the strength attribute is too low, it will be like this, you have to exercise well, boy. 】

Ignoring the system's nonsense, Brunei raised his hand and smashed it again.

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

............

Cleveland Joe has been a weirdo since he was a child, if he was a child and was only discriminated against because of his image, he became a complete eccentric when he left his mage apprenticeship at the age of 17 and became a mage, but he refused all the career assignments and invitations of the Empire's public service system to become a freelance mage.

And even among the free mages, there are very few people like him who run a second-rate gang in a small border town, and those mages who yearn for a free life naturally can't understand his train of thought at all.

As it turned out, it wasn't like the right choice that no one had thought of when he made it.

When he was around fifty years old, he barely cobbled together and was qualified as a second-turn mage. Even if his personal strength progress is pitiful, in terms of power, he is only a second-in-command in the Gars Gang, not to mention a boss on his head, and when he sees a mage with public office who is much younger than him, like Bell, he must be polite, even respectful.

No matter how you think about it, Cleveland Joe, because of his stubbornness and abnormality, ruined the future that may be infinitely bright, or at least not worse than the present. Did he ever regret it? In the eyes of many, there may be no doubt about it. But he never showed it in front of anyone, at least.

He just shut himself in the dark and gloomy room as usual, dressed in black robes, and pondered without saying a word.

"Two masters. Doug, the former top player of the Blaster Gang, who is now following Cleveland and has no actual position, pushed the door in, and saw that in the dark room, the faint fluorescence on Cleveland's forehead was unusually conspicuous, but it soon dimmed, Doug seemed to have become accustomed to this, and said to himself, "That kid is coming." ”

Cleveland stood up, shook his black robe, covered the previous glow with the upper edge of his hood, and coughed, "I see." Have you told the commissioner?"

Doug shook his huge head from side to side, dodged to the side, let out the door and the light outside that he had tightly blocked before, and bent down slightly to show his respect.

"Good. Cleveland nodded in satisfaction, beckoned to Doug, asked him to lower his head, whispered a few words in his ear, and then returned to his normal volume, "Now, let's go and ask the adult what to do." ”