When Hiro, Sam and William, the kitchen knife maniac William, came to the door of the church here in a taxi that started at 16 yuan and didn't walk a few steps and drove to 20 minutes in minutes, a group of middle-aged men in suits and leather shoes with fat heads and big ears were walking out of it with holy light on their faces, their images were comparable to the Shanxi nouveau riche coal bosses with gold necklaces around their necks, but their expressions were as pure as Joan of Arc, they were simply a group of cultists who had just been brainwashed and educated。 Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Uncle Sam and the black brother William walked towards the church with a smile, and Hero followed closely behind, looking around with some curiosity, after all, Li Lan would not come to the territory of the Holy See, a dark wizard coming here is undoubtedly a suicide and a provocation to the Holy See, Hero naturally has never been here, he looked curiously left and right, and then looked at the beautiful and huge outline of the church in shock.

"Hey, Sam, you're here again, and William, you're there. "Mr. Bishop, who looked to be forty or fifty years old, but was very well maintained, smiled at them in a black gown, and he held a small black notebook in his hand, and a silver cross around his neck, which had the grace of a god, just like in the movie.

The black cat jumped on Sam's shoulder, not very intimidated by the bishop, although the bishop of the Holy See's stronghold in Shanghai was a real priest who could summon a holy flame that frightened monsters, but his smile was kind, and it was easy to let his guard down after a few more glances.

"Monsters?" Mr. Bishop was stunned, "yours?"

"It's not mine, but it's cute, isn't it?" Uncle Sam swallowed as he swallowed his cigar, "and it's no threat to humans." ”

"Yes. Mr. Bishop nodded.

Although the Holy See hires witchers to kill monsters, it generally starts with monsters that are a threat to humans, such as black cats, pet-type monsters with thin magic, although they can be exchanged for bounties, but most kind-hearted witchers will not attack, and the Holy See has also seen a lot of witchers who raise monsters to assist in combat, and they are basically more generous to the monsters around the witchers.

Mr. Bishop began to discuss the issue of honorarium with Sam and William, the black brother, and recently prices have been fluctuating so fast that the Holy See has deliberately lowered the individual price of evil spirits by 50% , but apparently Sam and William did not accept this result, or they had just learned about it, when Hero was casually browsing around the cathedral, he inadvertently turned around and saw the two witchers and the personable bishop arguing about something, and even William rolled up his sleeves and looked like he was going to fight, just like the prisoners in the prison were bored arguing about which female star had the biggest butt and the biggest breasts, and ended up fighting.

"There is likely to be a huge financial crisis at the headquarters of the Holy See in Europe, which will lead to a significant reduction in the working capital of the Holy See for the Shanghai branch, so we have to ......"

"I don't care! I don't care!" William spoke in a pure Beijing accent, and he looked at Mr. Bishop viciously like a child, and he could not accept the fact that the bounty for evil spirits would be half price in the future.

"Ahem...... This is indeed a very important matter, and I think this should be enough for the Witcher Conference......" Sam's serious expression looked like he could pull out his silver revolver and shoot the embarrassed-looking protagonist in front of him on the spot.

Hiro looked at this scene speechlessly, thinking that the life of a witcher was not as comfortable as he imagined, he once thought that the so-called witcher was to travel around the world with weapons, kill one or two monsters in his spare time for some living expenses, and then hook up with a few girls in the bar for a night of spring supper - it is obvious that for most witchers, this is a life only in a dream.

Realistic demon hunters, at any time fighting monsters or on the way to find monsters, they have to save money most of the time, lest they run out of money and have not found the next prey, they have no fixed residence, wandering around, in Li Lan's mouth, they are jobless vagrants in the city, and their lives are not as good as migrant workers......

In the end, in desperation, Mr. Bishop agreed to let the two enjoy the original premium, which satisfied the two black and white demon hunters.

"Come, kitten, let's go to the church's underground market. Sam beckoned to Hiro.

"You're too good for this cat, too. William shook his head, "If I exchange this cat for money, it'll be enough for me to have a good night." ”

"I like small animals. Sam picked up the black cat and smiled.

The Holy See's underground market is a large underground space, which is similar to a bazaar, but all the traders are witchers, and they will set up stalls here to sell all kinds of alchemical products, enchanted equipment, and some high-tech munitions, except for things related to the "Eastern Supernatural Realm" such as cultivators and monsters, other strange supernatural realm things are sold.

Under the bright lights, Hiro saw no less than a hundred stalls, and he was very surprised - there were so many witchers in Shanghai?

"So many people?" William wondered, "I'm here for the first time, and I've never been to the market when I'm in Peking." ”

"It also includes Suzhou and Nanjing. "There's only one underground market in the whole of Shanghai, Suzhou and Nanjing, so there's a lot of people, and if you spread it out, you'll actually find that there are very few witchers in China, and if you visit an underground market in Paris or London, you know what horror is, that crowd density, that high price, you don't have hundreds of thousands of dollars in your bank card and you're embarrassed to come -- I mean dollars, not the yuan, not the yen, not the yen, or the won." ”

"Terrible. William was silent.

"But the market here is relatively close to the people, and this is where I bought my revolver. Speaking of this, Sam glanced at William, the knife light flashed under the other party's jacket, and he didn't know how many replacement kitchen knives were hidden......

Hiro also saw the countless knife handles flashing in William's clothes, and he was immediately terrified.

Hiro wandered around with the two witchers and saw a lot of interesting things.

A stall owner was shrouded in a dark red cloak, and his face was covered with a hood, looking very mysterious, Sam and William were not surprised to see many such stall owners, but Hero clearly felt the faint magic fluctuations on the stall owner - it was obviously a wizard! not a dark wizard, but a pure wizard - also known as a white wizard.

In addition to wizards, Hero also saw all kinds of other people, including werewolves in security uniforms gathering to fight landlords, knights with heavy swords watching live broadcasts of beautiful women on their mobile phones, little Lolita girls wearing similar styles to Jialan sucking lollipops while leading a terrifying wolf-like monster, veterans in military uniforms smuggling arms M4A1, and guys who claim to be superpowers- Each of these people is enough to cause an uproar in the outside world, and they don't need additional special effects to shoot the Avengers, but here they are all ordinary customers or stall owners, and they are also witchers.

If an outsider inadvertently breaks in, maybe a man in black in a suit will come over with a pen and "wipe" it to help him erase his amnesics.

A young stall owner, dressed as an alchemist, looked like a scientist who had come out of a laboratory, holding a bottle of green and bubbling potion and was boasting to a customer who was interested in this potion, "This energy potion can make you perform more vigorously than a bull in one night, believe me, no woman can refuse that taste, this potion can also be diluted with water, I am already selling at a loss......" when he said "I am already selling at a loss" At that time, the alchemist was already hoarse enough to make people wonder if his parents had just died, and he was extremely hideous, like Gul'dan who was chasing and killing the rioters.

Hiro looked at the alchemist's exaggerated expression and felt a little breathless.

In the field of alchemists, powerful people have no worries about food and clothing all their lives, but ordinary alchemists, especially those who are new to alchemy or have no talent, are often reduced to this, like the stall owner, they need to refine some unbelievable weird gadgets to make a living, and the real alchemists are all pursuing higher performance of alchemy, such as the kind of high-end goods that can be thrown to the ground and have monster puppets rise from the ground.

When Hiro heard the customer grit his teeth, "5,000 yuan, I'll buy it!", he felt that he was about to suffocate - taking 5,000 yuan just to buy this kind of thing, how unconfident that customer must have been, and many ordinary people in the market have only that's how much they get a month's salary......

There was also a staff seller, and the stall owner grabbed William's hand very enthusiastically and said, "Are you still depressed because of the Chinese government's gun control? Are you still worried that your weapon will violate the criminal law and be detained by the police? This enchanted weapon from the master's hand will be your first choice!" It doesn't need to be infused with magic power, it only needs an idea, it can shoot icicles like a machine gun, and its lethality is infinitely close to the impact of a pistol bullet.......

William was struck by the stall owner who was running the train with his mouth, and Hiro looked at him and thought that he was about to be brainwashed into shock, but at the last moment, the black guy still retained a little sobriety, and unzipped his clothes with a bang-like exhibitionist suddenly exposed his body to a girl on the street, and then a dazzling array of domestic kitchen knives of various styles were displayed in front of the stall owner like scalpels.

William said in a daze, "No need...... I hunt monsters with a kitchen knife......"

The stall owner was shocked, he silently looked at William's clothes with no less than ten kitchen knives, looked at the glittering cold, and sat down in the stall again in despair, he felt that he had been in retreat for too long, and he was out of touch with this ever-changing world......

Uncle Sam walked away quickly with the black cat, pretending not to know the guy who was covered in swords and attracted the attention of countless passers-by.

When Hiro left Wynne Church and returned to Shanghai University from Nanjing West Road in the evening, Li Lan had just finished the last work in hand and walked out of the teaching building with a tired face, but when he thought of the upcoming holiday, he regained his spirits and quickened his pace like a whirlwind.

"Where did you go, I didn't see you all afternoon. Looking at the black cat that walked in from outside the school gate, Li Lan raised her eyebrows, and then bent down to let the black cat jump on her shoulder.

"I went out with two witchers, as I told you last time, one named Sam and the other William. Hiro leaned on his master's shoulder, his expression a little sinister, "By the way, I saw the witcher's bazaar...... I have to say, it's a bit unbelievable. ”

"Those unemployed vagrants' markets?" Li Lan smiled silently and stood on the side of the road, "I can take you to see the wizard market in the future, that kind of scale is the ultimate in the supernatural realm, the small market of witches is really nothing, and the vendors on the side of our family assembly are probably better than them." ”

"No...... I mean......" Hiro didn't know how to describe it, "what it felt like to be there...... There is an illusion of a supermarket market. ”

He couldn't find any other adjectives other than the wet market for the time being.

Standing on the side of the road, Li Lan did not reach out to hail a taxi, and a few minutes later, a red Bentley sports car drove up in front of them.

"Get in the car. Teacher Qin's face was blocked by huge sunglasses, and the sexy lips that were exposed were still full of charm, such a combination of luxury cars and girls, no man could withstand it.

"Thank you. Li Lan opened the car door, and then threw the black cat into Qin Ying's arms very unkindly.

Before he could react, Hiro only felt that the world was spinning, and he was sandwiched between two soft balls, and this facial cleanser full of urgency made him almost suffocate.

Qin Ying, who had always had a poisonous tongue attribute on the road, frantically used her rosy lips to tell Li Lan how difficult the prickly students she met were: "...... I really think that the brain cells of those two little rabbit cubs are made of muscles, and they don't think about the cause and effect of doing things? Can they still justifiably refute to me, 'We have the right to personal freedom', do they think they are lawyers who have obtained a lawyer's license? This is only a freshman, so it's so amazing, I should really let the family bodyguards come and bury them in the soil and let him be exposed to the wind and sun for a year and a half, so that the flowers in these greenhouses can thrive......

Her mouth crackled like a machine gun and shot bullets coated with frost and crane red, and it even made people think that she had prepared the manuscript in advance and memorized it well when she said this.

Li Lan and Hiro both had the same expression at the moment, a look between "kill me" and "don't kill me", painful and helpless.