In the cluttered room, a middle-aged man with a stubble on his face was fiddling with a metal Rubik's cube in front of the table, which was all silver, but it looked very dull compared to real silver.

Despite its silver appearance, it could not hide the faint black color emanating from this Rubik's Cube, as if it was covered by silver, filled with countless black lines.

"It's really a strange piece of metal, such a size of metal, but it seems to be carved into a lot of lines," the middle-aged man picked up a metal block that was only half the size of a fist with one hand, and looked at the light, where the side light refracted it, it could be seen that there were many dense and fine textures.

After looking at it for a while, the middle-aged man directly put the metal block on the workbench, took out a dagger from his waist, and stabbed it fiercely. With the force of the man's arm, the tip of the dagger touched the metal block, sending out sparks of metal collision.

With a "ding" sound, the dagger actually pierced the side of the metal block on the workbench, leaving a deep knife mark on the workbench.

There was a numbness in the arm, and the man looked at the metal block, leaving no change, but his hand was shocked by the vibration at the moment of contact, and the whole arm was numb. It can leave deep knife marks on the workbench, showing the hardness of the dagger and the force used, but the metal block does not leave the slightest trace.

Through the feeling of holding it in his hand, the man felt that the density of this piece of metal was not large, and he did not feel the hard appearance, as if a slight stroke could leave a trace. But just now, I felt as if I had touched an incomparably hard stone, hard enough to resist all external forces.

There are obviously fine lines on it, and it doesn't look like a natural texture, what kind of external force can leave such fine lines, and the man who can't figure it out simply threw the metal block aside and continued to repair his sidearm.

The man quickly repaired the tip of the dagger in his hand, inserted it in the sheath around his waist, and then picked up a pile of parts from the workbench and began to assemble it.

Soon all the parts were assembled into a bracer in the man's hands, and although many of the assembled bracers still looked like metallic luster, they were all new parts that had just been replaced, but the main structure of the bracers was dull, covered with scratches of different shades and lengths.

The man picked up the assembled bracer guard, put it on his left wrist, and pressed an inconspicuous metal button on his wrist, and the whole wrist began to shrink, fitting perfectly on his left forearm.

The man looked at the perfectly fitting wrist guards, took off the shabby overalls on his body, revealing his strong muscles, as well as the scars all over his body, the longest one was more than sixty centimeters, from the left shoulder of the back directly to the right armpit.

The man who took off his work clothes picked up a black tights on the hanger and put it on his body, then picked up an overcoat and put it on his body, and picked up the metal Rubik's Cube placed on the workbench, "Maybe it can be sold for a good price." "I put it in my hand and turned it upside down.

On the bed outside the man's studio, Lin Zihan slowly opened his eyes, looked around, and didn't see anyone else, but suddenly there was a noise, Lin Zihan quickly turned over and got out of bed, half-squatting against the wall.

The man opened the door of the studio, and the light shone into the originally dark room from the studio, and when he saw the open door, Lin Zihan did not hesitate at all, he quickly bounced up, and kicked towards the person who opened the door with a flying kick. The man who opened the door didn't expect that Lin Zihan had woken up, but when he saw Lin Zihan's leg kicking towards him, he quickly crossed his arms and blocked the kick.

Lin Zihan kicked heavily on the man's arms, and then with the force of the man's push, he turned back and opened the distance between him and the man, and when he kicked the man's arms, he felt an obvious difference in strength.

With the sudden attack without gaining an advantage, Lin Zihan decisively chose to distance himself, so that if the situation was not good, he could still run away.

"Wake up, then get out of here, we don't see each other." Seeing that Lin Zihan had distanced himself, the man did not choose to fight back, flicked off the dust that Lin Zihan kicked on his body with both hands, and did not pay attention to Lin Zihan.

"Give me back that piece of metal, or I'll make you pay." Lin Zihan saw the metal block in the man's hand, stretched out his hand, and pointed at the man.

"I'm a bounty hunter, shouldn't I get paid for saving you? You've wasted five of my tranquilizers! The man was disdainful and continued to play with the metal block in his hand.

"I can give you money, you give it back to me, it's useless to you, if you want to go to the black market and sell it, I'm afraid you'll be hunted down." Lin Zihan opened the hidden zipper on his sleeve, took out a card from it, and showed it to the man.

"It's 50,000, if it's not enough, I'll give it to you when I go back." Lin Zihan said, throwing the card on the table on the man's side. The man glanced at the card and couldn't help but be taken aback.

This card is the gold card of the Imperial Government Exchange, each gold card only has the card number and amount, and the information of any cardholder or user cannot be found, and most of the people who can have the gold card of the exchange are some consortiums or military hidden behind the scenes, they are unwilling to disclose relevant information, and will use the gold card to trade, and the gold card is common throughout the entire Hoshino Empire.

"If you want to like it, you can use this gold card to trade in your bounty hunter's dungeon in the future, or you can trade on the black market." Lin Zihan knew that if the bounty hunter got the gold card, then he would save a lot of trouble when trading in the future.

"My name is Peakblade, and I think we can talk." The man threw the metal to Lin Zihan, put the card into the mezzanine of his belt, pulled out a chair and sat down.

Blade is naturally not the man's real name, this should be his name in the Hunter Alliance, after all, few people will use their real name in the Hunter Alliance, unless he wants to attract hunting. It's not that Blade doesn't want to be honest, it's because it's the custom of the industry, and bounty hunters never use their real names.

Blade wants to talk to Lin Zihan, it's not that he is afraid of anything because Lin Zihan has a gold card, even if he kills Lin Zihan, I'm afraid no one will know, what he wants to contact is the forces behind the gold card, whether it is a consortium or the military, Lin Zihan definitely has the forces behind him to support him, otherwise he would not have a gold card.

Lin Zihan naturally knew what Blade wanted, and he also knew that Blade should have the idea of erasing himself, he should be worried that the forces behind him would retaliate, what Blade wanted was to contact the forces behind him. But Lin Zihan is now alone, and this gold card may be the last intersection between himself and the north.

"I may have disappointed you, there is no power behind me, and this gold card is the last I can give you." Lin Zihan didn't deliberately hide anything, and picked up the water on the table and took a sip as he spoke.

"I'll borrow this card from you, and I'll return it to you when I have my own gold card." The blade didn't ask anything, the blade knew through Lin Zihan's eyes that he wasn't lying, and the current Lin Zihan should really have no support from the forces behind him.

Maybe it was out of the same sympathy for the lonely people, or maybe it was from the arrogance in the bones, he didn't want to accept this gold card. Since Lin Zihan has no power behind him, then this gold card should be Lin Zihan's last capital, although he is a bounty hunter, but he disdains this kind of behavior of taking advantage of the fire.

"Maybe I won't need it again." Lin Zihan sat on the bed after drinking the water and leaned against the wall. Although he woke up, his body was still very weak, and his body was even weaker because he moved too much just now, but fortunately, the blade did not embarrass himself, otherwise whether he could successfully run away is another matter.

Since Blade didn't embarrass himself, Lin Zihan simply took a sip of water and began to adjust his state here.