Tiantai Mountain Villa Area, Angel Villa.

Click!!

With a pair of scissors in her hand, Althea slowly and carefully trimmed the hair of Isis, who was sitting in front of her.

Isis's head injury had long since healed, and now he held a book in his hand, and looked at it quietly, with a calm expression, letting his sister fiddle with her blonde hair.

The scene looks very harmonious, and if anyone who doesn't know sees this scene, they will definitely think that this is a pair of sisters and brothers who have a very good relationship and love each other.

But good times are always short-lived.

Knock knock!

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

Althea whispered as she continued to cut Isis' hair.

Click!

The richly decorated door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man with a long ponytail and a blind eye walked into the room.

"What's the matter?"

Althea asked without looking up.

Isis continued to look at the book in his hand, but his attention had been visibly distracted.

"Zhao Chuanwu was defeated, and he suffered a comminuted fracture of his right shoulder, even if he is cured, his strength will be much worse than before, and he basically loses the possibility of further development."

The Ghost Eye Sword bowed slightly and said slowly.

Hearing this, Isis's pupils shrank slightly.

Click!

Althea cut off part of Isis' hair with a pair of scissors, and blew away the blonde hair scattered on top of her head with a gentle blow.

"How did you lose?"

Althea continued to ask.

"In a head-to-head duel, the opponent cut off the wooden knife, and then smashed the shoulder bone, and initially suspected that the opponent had the strength above the professional level."

Ghost Eye Sword whispered.

Syllable!

"Impossible, he's only been learning swordsmanship for a few months!"

Isis closed the book in his hand and let out a low growl.

He didn't believe that a rookie who had studied swordsmanship for several months could actually defeat Zhao Chuanwu, and still use such extreme means as cutting off weapons.

As a swordsman, not even being able to protect your own knife is a greater shame than failure!

"That's true."

The Ghost Eye Sword glanced at Isis, who seemed to be stimulated, and said flatly.

"Alright, don't be angry." Aisya gently stroked Isis's blonde hair, as if she was stroking a fried cat: "Zhao Chuanwu lost to an ordinary high school student who had just practiced sword skills for a few months······ Isn't that interesting? ”

At this, a beautiful but intimidating smile appeared on Althea's face.

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North End, Colofina Bar.

Unlike the extreme hustle and bustle in the middle of the night, the bar looks deserted in the afternoon.

The inside of the bar was dim, with only a few vents shining in a faint light, and it looked a little eerie.

A few waiters were slowly wiping cups and booths, or simply falling on the soft sofas in booths and sleeping with their feet crossed.

Stomp, stomp!

There was the sound of footsteps in high heels, and a fashionably dressed, tall young woman walked into the bar with a large sunhat, the shadow of which obscured the woman's face in the dim light.

"Miss, I'm sorry, we don't open until six o'clock."

The waiter, who was slowly wiping her glass at the bar, said to the young woman with an embarrassed expression.

"I'm looking for black ants."

The young woman slowly approached the bar, and the waiter behind the bar saw the woman's face clearly.

A delicate face that looks like a template for a plastic surgery hospital.

The waiter was slightly distracted, then immediately reacted, nodded and said, "You wait a minute." ”

Lin Ya sat on the bar counter of the bar and waited quietly.

"Hello, beautiful young lady, I don't know what can be done for you."

Not long after, a middle-aged man wearing a mink jacket, a gold ring on his hand, and gold earrings on his ears, with a fat and bald head, came to Lin Ya with a smile.

"I want the information of all the masters of the underground forces in the entire North District."

Lin Ya said lightly.

"This is not simple intelligence, and I have to take a lot of risks with similar information, after all, this is their territory, if something happens, it will be easy to find me."

The black ant didn't say that he didn't, but glanced at Lin Ya meaningfully and said.

"Make an offer."

Lin Ya said lightly, looking like she didn't care, she knew the nature of these people, anyway, it was reimbursed by the organization, and it was not to spend her money.

"It's so refreshing!"

A kind smile bloomed on the black ant's face again, if it weren't for the studs on his ears and the clothes he was wearing, he could have gone to the street to disguise a kind middle-aged uncle.

Selling the intelligence of the underground forces in the Northern District naturally has to bear the corresponding risks, but as long as he has money, there is no reason not to make money.

With a fifty percent profit, it's worth the risk.

If you have a 100 percent profit, it's worth the crime.

If there is a 300 percent profit, it is worth the desperate effort.

I don't dare to do it, but the benefits are not enough.

Half an hour later, in a café, Lin Ya ordered a cup of coffee and a dessert, made a phone call to Liu Wanru to tell her that she would not go back to eat at night, took out a folder, took out the information of the master of the underground forces in the Northern District that she bought from the black ants, and checked it carefully.

This information is not as complete as imagined, but it is enough for Lin Ya.

She must have a certain understanding of the masters of the underground forces in the North District before she can make a corresponding plan.

"In the entire North District, there are only three notable forces, one is the Angel Gang, one is the Tricolor Society, and the last one is the Ghost Axe Alliance, which is composed of five or six small gangs, and the strength ······is slightly weaker."

"There are professional-level masters in these three forces, and there are only twelve in total, among which it is worth noting the Angel Gang's 'Ghost Eye Sword' Shi Yong and 'King Kong' Cheng Shan, and the 'Blood Claw' of the Tricolor Society's Thors and 'Red Butterfly' Xi Xin, these people all have strong professional-level strength, but they should not have reached the top, and the threat is not very great······"

Lin Ya groaned slightly, and had some bottom in her heart, if there was no intervention from a top professional or above peak martial artist, her mission this time would not be dangerous.

She continued to scan the list at random, and the rest were some amateur-level masters, about thirty or so, but the amateur level was not her main focus, because it was difficult to pose a threat to her.

Suddenly, her gaze stopped, and she saw a familiar name.

"Meng Xuan?"

When Lin Ya saw this name, she was slightly stunned, is it the same name?

She took out the thin page of information about Meng Xuan.

"Meng Xuan, seventeen years old, is said to be an ordinary high school student in a high school in Shahe City, the former Angel Gang under the command of the Tianhe Sword Gym students, the knife talent is extremely high, in the sparring cut off the Angel Godmother Aisya's younger brother Isis's knife, contradicted with it, betrayed the Tianhe Sword Gym, was besieged in the alley by the six swordsmen sent by Isis, and as a result, the knife was cut off at the cost of minor injuries.

Later, he joined the Kuroo Martial Arts Hall under the command of the Tricolor Society, and became one of the sword instructors, specializing in sword skills and dodging methods, and was initially estimated to be an amateur-level strength······"

The introduction information about Meng Xuan is very brief, because the news of his battle with Zhao Chuanwu did not spread immediately, so his strength positioning in the black market intelligence is still at the amateur level.

"Seventeen years old, high school student······ There can't be two people with the same name so coincidentally, right? ”

Lin Ya frowned, and suddenly remembered that when Meng Xuan went to pick him up, he seemed to have said that he was practicing sword skills······

"There shouldn't be anything wrong with that."

Lin Ya was slightly surprised in her heart.

"Extremely talented in knife skills? Are you still in your third year of high school and already at the amateur level? Surrounded by six people in the alley, snatching the knife and slashing the palms of six hands? ”

Lin Ya didn't expect that her honest-looking little cousin would still have this kind of hidden identity and means, and he would be entangled with the underground forces in the North District.

"It's really interesting."

The corners of Lin Ya's mouth slightly hooked up a smile, feeling funny and a little annoyed.

Isn't it good to live a peaceful life? I don't want to come, this guy actually goes to the fire pit, and the little kid in the rebellious period thinks he's different after learning a little skill?

She felt that she might find an opportunity to teach him a little lesson, telling him that being an ordinary high school student and living quietly was the best choice in life.