The silent moonlit night, with a gentle breeze, stirred up the stench of decay, reflected the dark green walls, and nurtured maggots in the cracks.

The next moment, the melancholy melody rises in the wind, sings with the wind, and sings with the wind.

The dark blue tuxedo shows its due elegance and calmness, the blurred facial features outline the movement of the movement, and the starry bow embellishes the silence and longevity of the midnight.

The baton is in Yin Hao's hands, rising like a whale, setting like a sun, flowing like a cloud, and returning like a tide.

The satin-like music floats up beneath the abyss, bursting through the earth in the dignified pool, budding to be released.

The bloody wind recited the song of defeat of the weak, ridiculed the hopelessness of the sad, and devoured the remaining hopes and blessings.

It's night, the movement continues, and the rhyme continues.

Flies and ants whirl, crumbs and silkworms.

Until dawn approaches, the blood sun is revealed.

Yin Hao looked at the violinist who had disappeared in front of him, and his eyes became more and more determined.

"In the future, you will be called Ji Jia, as my violinist, to vent the happiness and hatred in your heart."

Yin Hao stretched out his right hand, and between his fingers, it was the future.

Ji Jia was stunned for a second, and then also stretched out his right hand, and his palms were full of starlight.

The two shook hands, and at this moment, the blood and yang were in the sky.

Time seems to freeze at this moment, and the two of them have become the only scenery here.

Ji Jia gradually disappeared in the light of the blood sun, and many wanderers also poked their heads out from between the cracks in the walls.

A good day is about to start again.

"Xingyue Night Bar, No. 3303 Eleventh Street, Rainforest Road, Outer City." Yin Hao quickly flashed such a place name from his mind.

This bar looks like the others, but it's very different.

As the oldest and most famous bar in the city, it is not only a check-in place for the rich, but also a place of opportunity for the poor.

Poor people who go there and say the right word to the bartender have a chance to become a member of the "mercenary city-state".

The "mercenary city-state", as the second largest gray area in the world, can often become the last pass for the poor to turn over.

The procedure is simple, the benefits are uncertain, and it is all a matter of luck.

And the largest proportion of bounties among the "mercenary city-states" is undoubtedly bloody incidents.

As for why Yin Hao dared to suddenly want to join the "Mercenary City-State", it was naturally because of the shocking secret he observed in the evening.

When Ji Jia was playing, there were slowly souls pouring out from all directions, burrowing into Ji Jia's body and merging into one.

Just when Yin Hao felt that these souls should be the creatures that had died here, a mouse came out of the crack in the stone.

Yin Hao saw with his own eyes a mass of soul gushing out of the rat's body, and finally burrowed into Ji Jia's body.

This shows that Ji Jia is capable of fighting, and she can also fight unexpectedly.

And not long after Yin Hao found out about this, a large group of souls jumped up from the corner of the wall and surged towards Ji Jia's body.

Yin Hao remembered that there was once a cripple dead in that corner, who was starving to death, and before he died, he was fiddling with the Buddha beads in his hand, and he was still muttering something in his mouth.

At this time, Yin Hao resolutely walked quickly towards the Starry Moon Night Bar, because he didn't dare to delay for a second, even for a second.

Buckle up your hat and take a stride towards the bar.

As the wind howled, the grass slowly turned into shrubs, and the mud gradually turned into solidity.

Outside the bar, there was not a single sound, only a group of people of all colors, dancing in the glass walls of the bar, a large-scale mime.

The solemn wind slipped in through the crack in the door, bringing with it a skinny fellow.

Yin Hao went straight to the bar, found a random bar chair and sat down, his hands spread out on the table, his eyes firm.

"Man dies for money, and birds die for food."

Entering the "Mercenary City-State" relies on this sentence, and if you say it well, you will be brought into the "Mercenary City-State" immediately.

And if you don't say it well, it will be indefinite, and at worst, you will be guilty of nine clans.

Because this sentence is absolutely unacceptable, at least in this city.

The bartender looked at the guy, his clothes were tattered, but they were still clean, and he still had a few small wounds on his face.

"Come with me."

The bartender beckoned to another bartender in the back, while he put down his glass and walked to the bathroom.

Yin Hao followed behind the bartender, silent.

A camera poked out of the originally ordinary wall, and after checking the identity, the wall shrank to both sides, and a one-person-wide passage appeared in the eyes of the two.

Along the way, the bartender didn't say a word, only when he saw the light, he turned around and left, leaving Yin Hao alone, messy in the middle of the road.

"What arrogance, with those misers!"

Yin Hao secretly took a sip and walked towards the light.

As soon as you enter the light, there is a big hole.

The crowd of passengers, like a rushing wave, clusters of coral, flows in the tide.

I squeezed to the bar, filled in the information, and it took nearly half an hour to get the junior mercenary card.

Bronze, shield-shaped, a black-red four-pointed star shining in the center.

Under the four-pointed star, Yin Hao's code name is engraved: Mr.

Find a place to sit down, looking at all kinds of bounties, some are vendettas, some are looking for things, for newcomers like Xiang Yinhao, the safest thing is undoubtedly to find things.

But if this continues, the strength will not increase at all, but will expand the danger.

In the event of a war, a mercenary medal will not be of substantial help.

"Let's start with something simple, on the one hand, you can absorb the soul, and on the other hand, you can make a living."

Looking at the bounty list in his hand, he either went to the war or went to find a relic or something, for him now, he couldn't finish it at all.

And these bounty lists are all included in the "Mercenary City-State" in the "Mercenary Tablet".

"Wait, this list looks pretty good."

After flipping through the bounty list for nearly ten minutes, I finally found a fairly ordinary list.

"Mission content: Assassinate Li Zeming.

Bounty: 5000"

"Assassination target: Li Zeming, male, 45 years old, manager of the book company, has three bodyguards, namely the combat ability "Breaking Gold", the support ability "Camp", and the support ability "Chains"."

"Bounty Level: Two Stars."

"Contact number: 156××××5101"

"This task is okay, there is no spiritual soul ability, as long as they hear Ji Jia's music, they will die."

I sowed the contact number, only to hear a hoarse voice ringing.

"It's from the mercenary city-state, the bounty is only five thousand, if you don't want to, forget it."

The corners of Yin Hao's mouth raised slightly, he knew that it was definitely not enough to give only five thousand bounties for this task, and many people had called to mention the bounty.

"A bounty of five thousand is enough."

Then there was silence, surrounded only by the noise of the mercenaries.

"Okay, I wish you success."

After hanging up the phone, Yin Hao took the order, pulled his hat, and walked to the ground.

On the other side, a middle-aged man sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the information about "sir" in his hand.

"Mercenary: Sir

Grade: Beginner

Curriculum vitae: None."

A blank sheet of paper.