81_81671 Nancheng District.

Several avenues and a dozen modest roads divide the entire city into unevenly sized sections. There was a little light on every avenue, the lights of the oil lamps hanging at the ends of the road, and the lanterns carried by the soldiers on the night watch. Occasionally, a few Spirits would pass by a major road, searching for suspicious people with the Night Watch. Not only Cangqing City, but most of the provincial capitals on the entire Cangling Continent, and even all the relatively large cities, the "whole city martial law" is nothing more than a few more teams of night patrols. Not to mention smaller cities or towns. As soon as it is midnight, the intensity of patrols and the intensity of defense will immediately drop significantly. Everyone has to sleep, and even the vast majority of mid- and low-level spirit masters can't cultivate every night, let alone work every night. And high-level spirit masters above the sixth order are scarce human resources in any corner of the entire continent. There were originally only a small number of people who could work night shifts, and the city defense troops in Cangqing City were limited, so this strengthened defense was even more insufficient. Even if you transfer someone from somewhere else, it's never something that can be done overnight.

The blue-gray carriage with its dark brown tent drove unhurriedly along the main road. It was late at night, and there was no one else on the whole road, no other mounts or means of transport. A group of soldiers who had previously patrolled the street had already walked through an intersection not far away, turned a corner, and turned onto another main road.

The robed man sitting in the carriage clenched the whip in his hand and said nothing. The horse's pace slowed down, and the sound of hooves became quieter.

The carriage turned into a small road, walked forward for more than ten meters, and then turned several corners in succession and turned into an alley. The alley was wide enough to accommodate two smaller carriages at the same time, but there were no bricks or stones on the ground, just ordinary land. The houses on both sides of the alley are basically bungalows with yards, and only a few are two-story buildings. There were a few houses with windows open on the side facing the alley, and the lights in the windows were all on, giving a faint dim glow.

The carriage stopped in front of a yard. On either side of the courtyard was a bungalow connected to each other, on one side was the stone wall of the house next to it, and on the other side near the alley there was an iron gate. Everyone who frequents here during the day knows that this shop is a rouge shop that specializes in all kinds of rouge gouaches, as well as a small amount of jewelry. Many young women who live in Nancheng often buy the rouge from this store. But all they knew was that the store's backyard was closed during the day, and no one could get in, let alone see.

"Phew!"

The man in the robe stopped the carriage, rolled over and got out of the carriage, strode to the iron gate, raised his right hand, and gently knocked on the door three times with his fingers. The iron gate was almost half as thick as the stone wall, and the sound of three knocks was so muffled that it could hardly be heard in the alley. Even if it does, almost no one will listen to it.

"Password. A woman's voice came from the courtyard. There was a fluctuation of spiritual power mixed with this voice, and it was impossible to hear from which room it came from for a while.

"A messy stew. The man replied in a low voice. If someone could see his expression and hear his words, they would probably laugh out loud.

"All here?" the woman lowered her voice.

"It's all here. No problem. The man lowered his voice again.

"Good. Hurry up. ”

A traction from spiritual power came out of the courtyard, and the iron gate was pulled open without making a sound.

The man in the robe walked back quickly, walked to the back of the carriage, raised his hand and tapped lightly three times. A few seconds later, a short, thin black figure emerged from the front of the carriage. His entire body was shrouded in black robes and hats, barely visible in the night. The two men began to move things down from the carriage. They were so fast that in a few moments they emptied the entire wagon.

A few granular balls of light, faint as fireflies, suddenly appeared on the roofs of several houses on the other side of the alley, and disappeared in a flash. These balls of light just illuminated what the two men had moved down. They had made two piles of them, one with a flat, round jar, and the other with a long, thin bottle. The tops of all jars and bottles were sealed with lacquer. None of the two people below noticed the silent balls of light.

The robed man and the short man stood next to the pile of jars and jars, respectively, and raised their hands. Dark blue and dark purple spiritual power fluctuations were released from their hands, enveloping all the jars and jars. One by one, the jars and jars floated up one after another under the action of spiritual power, slowly floating through the iron gate and into the courtyard. There was a back door in each of the two houses, and there was no light on in the house, and it was as dark as the outside, and nothing could be seen. The jar and jar floated into the two back doors.

Two minutes later, all the jars and jars were teleported to the two houses. The two men walked into the courtyard one after another, their steps small and slow, as if they were guarding against something. Neither of them went forward in a straight line, but in a curve, one to the left and one to the right. The iron door closed again under the influence of that spiritual power, and still did not make a sound.

"Huh?"

The robed man who was walking in front suddenly stopped, turned around, and looked up at the roof across the alley.

"What's wrong?" asked the short man behind him and the woman in the house at the same time.

"It seems like someone. The robed man lowered his voice, clenched his hands into fists, and took a fighting stance. He quickly circled in place, scanning the rooftops of all the buildings around him. The roofs of each house were pitch black, and there was no figure in sight, and there was no movement in sight.

"Where?" asked the short man in a low voice.

The two of them released the spiritual power fluctuations in their bodies at the same time, and released their own spiritual circles. One of their spiritual powers is the third order and the fifth level, and the other is the third order and the fourth level. It's not low. The spiritual power on the two of them instantly fused into a ball, like flour with water, and became like a large dough. It's just that the dough is dark cyan. Several fluctuations of spiritual power, which were weaker than the two of them, gradually rose from the house.

"Whoosh!whoosh!whoosh!whoosh!"

"Kalalala......"

A large patch of light blue ice suddenly appeared out of thin air, instantly covering most of the courtyard, enveloping the feet of the robed man and the short man, as well as the calves and knees. Four golden balls of light the size of a watermelon shot at them from four directions at the same time, illuminating the two houses and the entire courtyard as bright as day. A huge shield of invisible spiritual power rose from the ground, enveloping the two houses and the entire courtyard in it.

The robed man instantly raised his arms high, and the whole person spun in place at high speed like a spinning top. His whole body instantly turned into a blue-gray whirlwind, crushing all the ice cubes under his feet. The two balls of light that flew towards him hit the edge of the whirlwind one after another, shattering in response, turning into dozens of filamentous streamers and smashing on the floor tiles in the courtyard. One floor tile after another exploded in response, releasing dozens of small waves of air.

The short man also raised his arms in the air, unleashing two identical dark blue oval shields. The two shields were bombarded by two balls of light at the same time, knocking him back several steps. And the robed man was also hit by the impact of the two balls of light and took two steps back, unable to continue spinning, and could only stop. The two plate axes in his hands completely turned cyan, and the blades of the axes released two waves of blue-gray sharp spiritual power fluctuations, as if they were about to cut through the air.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Ten members of the security team flew up from the rooftops of each house at the same time, each releasing a spirit circle and a martial spirit. Ten spiritual power fluctuations shattered all the remaining floor tiles in the courtyard. Most of the floor tiles in this courtyard have small pieces of gunpowder hidden under them, which will explode if they are stepped on by mistake, enough to injure ordinary people, and may even kill them. The explosion of gunpowder stirred up a barrage of smoke that filled the entire courtyard.

Eight men in the shape of men ran out of the two houses and gathered around the two men. All eight of them were wearing the long coats of the rouge shop guys, and they were all surrounded by spiritual circles. There were only two women among them, both of whom were younger, not like the woman who had just spoken to the man in the robe.

"Who are you?" the robed man shouted as he waved his axe in his left hand. He took a step back, raised his right hand, and protected his upper body with the plate axe in his right hand. He could sense that a layer of soundproof spiritual power had sealed off the entire rouge shop and backyard, and no sound from them could be heard.

"The security team of Cangqing City. Investigate the case. ”

A gust of air was released from around the captain, blowing away the smoke and dust from the series of explosions. Nine vigilantes faced the house facing the iron gate, forming an arc of battle. The captain at the head took out his credentials from the pocket of his uniform and raised them to the man in the robe.

A golden ball of light like a small sun appeared directly above the courtyard, illuminating the entire house and yard. Two figures appeared in the air, hovering around the golden orb of light. It was a petite blonde woman, and a slender man with long hair. Both of them, dressed in robes and masks, stood facing the ten men in front of the door with their hands down.

"You ...... What do you want to look for?" the robed man's voice lowered considerably.

"We suspect that you are suspected of manufacturing and selling banned drugs," said the vigilante coldly, "as well as kidnapping and intentional homicide." Obediently give up resistance, let us go in and search, and then obediently follow us, and we can deal with you lightly. ”

The short man instantly raised his hands, withdrew the martial spirit, shook his hands, and stuffed the two pills into his own and the robed man's mouths. Eight others did the same.

"Be careful!"