Seeing Fang Mo leaving, several dark shadows in the field also quickly stood up and walked quickly towards the outfield.

Fang Mo took Lagerlof to the backfield, and after verifying the items, his right hand flashed, and they were thrown into Base 26.

Boom! There was a muffled sound.

A huge black bag that landed on the floor out of thin air.

The delivery man was stunned and nodded slightly, indicating that there was no problem.

The two quickly slipped out of the bar and walked away from the hotel.

"Both! Snatched my stuff and left it? ”

A thick cigar flickered in the dark alleyway, barely reflecting a tall and majestic figure.

"Why did you rob you? It's clearly mine! The delicately dressed woman also chased after her.

"Don't fight, none of you can leave tonight." The young man hiding in the shadows, with a wave of his right hand, dozens of black figures slowly emerged, all of them were masters of the sixth order of the Divine Vortex Realm.

Fang Mo was surrounded by several waves of people in the middle of the street, and the dim street lamps in the distance reflected their shadows extremely narrowly.

"Was this planned?" The corners of Lagerlöf's mouth twitched, and he grasped the war knife hidden in his wide trench coat.

"In!" Fang Mo scanned the street, and two more waves of people arrived, both of whom seemed interested in the lot he had gotten.

"You! Hand over the items obediently, there is still a way to live! "A short, stocky middle-aged man with a big belly. Walked out of an alleyway.

Fang Mo slowly took out the black box, shook it in front of everyone and said, "If you want it, go get it!" ”

Sou!

The black locket was thrown into the air by Fang Mo and disappeared into the dark night sky.

Two waves of people chased them out, but most of them didn't move.

"Are we stupid?" The young man finally lost his patience, and with a wave of his right hand, black shadows rushed towards Fang Mo.

Fang Mo directly took out the evil spirit musket and pulled the trigger.

A huge black mist swept towards the young man.

"Humph! Immature! The young man jumped lightly, jumped onto the roof, and looked down at Fang Mo with great contempt.

Burst!

Lagerlöf spat out his cigar, flung out his sword, and headed for the shadow.

Fang Mo smiled slightly, his eyes flashed, and they turned pitch black.

Dao Dao's slender chain phantom appeared in front of him, and after a quick twist, it transformed into a black giant sword.

The rest of the people on the street just watched from the sidelines, and no one took it lightly, waiting to reap the benefits.

Fang Mo jumped up and threw his giant sword.

The young man sneered, stretched out his right palm directly, and gently shook it at the giant sword.

Sou... The sound of the giant sword flying through the wind was sharper.

After a few breaths, the young man squeezed his right palm heavily and directly grasped the giant sword.

"That's all there is to it?" The young man said proudly.

The delicate woman stared at Fang Mo and couldn't help but shake her head, and secretly said in her heart, "With this little ability, you dare to take the key to the abyss!" Bite off more than one can chew. ”

"That's enough for you!"

Fang Mo's voice just fell.

The giant sword directly collapsed, turning into a thick chain, binding the young man directly.

"Carving insect skills!" The young man was quite conceited.

I saw that his eyes suddenly widened in anger, and two black smoke spewed out, covering the black chains.

"Huh? Stop it! The young man seemed to sense that something was wrong, but it was too late.

The crowd watching the battle from the sidelines couldn't help but be surprised.

The young man began to tremble violently in his chains.

After a few seconds, it turns straight to human drying.

The delicate woman's face turned cold, staring closely at the chains that kept twisting in mid-air, and she couldn't help but feel retreated.

The middle-aged man seemed to be a little unwilling.

The aura that Fang Mo showed just now, no matter how you say it, is only in the early stage of the Divine Vortex Realm.

"What? Still not leaving? With a wave of his right hand, Fang Mo transformed the black chain into a pair of shiny black armor and put it on his body.

"I don't believe it!" The middle-aged man took out two guns, and before he could react, he suddenly felt a stagnation under his feet, and two chains spread from his feet to his whole body.

"Boom!"

Fang Mo shook his right hand, and the middle-aged man disappeared directly.

Whoa!

The thick chains twisted in mid-air for a while, and then lunged towards the delicate and slender woman.

"Don't!"

A coquettish cry came, and the chains suddenly stopped.

Fang Mo jumped and blocked the woman's way.

"I'm no match for you, you... You can do whatever you want, as long as... Keep me alive. The delicate woman's eyes closed, as if waiting for Fang Mo's disposal.

The corners of Fang Mo's mouth twitched, his right palm was clenched heavily, and countless chains flew out from his fists, directly sweeping the remaining people away.

The woman shuddered when she heard the continuous rumbling.

"A bunch of low-handed, and they still snatched my keys, naïve!"

After a few breaths, the street fell silent.

She slowly opened her eyes, and there was no one around her.

A few minutes later.

Two black shadows flashed out, knelt down in front of the woman, and shouted respectfully: "His Royal Highness Trixis! Finally found you. ”

Auction house backyard.

"Boss! It's all fake. The delivery officer said tremblingly.

"Haven't you tested it?" The auctioneer's face was cold, his right hand trembled and he was on crutches, and asked rhetorically.

"That's right! It was true when I tested it, and I don't know what method he used to deceive me. The delivery officer had no intention of justifying, but only told the truth that there was such a big mistake that he could not escape punishment no matter what.

"Give you three days to find him out!" The old auctioneer's brow furrowed, and there was an incredible look on his face.

"Yes! It's just..."The delivery officer seems to have some doubts.

"Give you first-level authority, Leon Lockhill's resources are mobilized as you like!" The auctioneer said fiercely.

"Yes, boss." The delivery officer escaped and immediately responded.

"What is this place?" Lagerlöf asked suspiciously, staring at the brightly lit building in front of him.

Fang Mo leaned on the side of the alley and replied, "Lockhill headquarters." ”

"What is this for?" Lagerlöf already had a hunch that Fang Mo was going to make a big move this time.

"Loot their treasury!" Fang Mo said very indifferently.

The corners of Lagerlöf's mouth twitched, and he said in a low voice: "There are no less than ten pseudo-Vortex Realms in it, and I can't take them." ”

"I didn't let you take it, someone helped." Fang Mo seems to have a bamboo in his chest.

"Someone to help? Do you still have friends in a place like this? Lagerlöf was surprised.

"Nope!" Fang Mo finally waited for the expected goal.

"Isn't that the delivery man?" Lagerlöf asked, surprised.

"You have a good memory!"

Fang Mo walked out of the alley quickly, swaggering at the delivery clerk: "Hello! ”

"Is that you?" The delivery man slammed the door shut and stared at Fang Mo in surprise.

"It's me, are you looking for me?" Fang Mo said directly.

"You're going to be caught?" The delivery man was at home, his mood was extremely calm, and there was still a hint of excitement in his heart.

If they make any drastic move, the pseudo-vortex guarding the building will react quickly.

"Just talk about business, cooperate with me!" Fang Mo smiled.

"Huh! It seems that you still don't know what Lockhill is. The delivery man chuckled softly.

"Is there anything unusual about the assets of the Archbishop of Lyon?" Fang Mo replied directly.

The delivery officer's face was stunned, and he said solemnly: "Then you dare to talk to me about cooperation here?" ”

Fang Mo's eyes flickered a few times, and he said with a smile: "Actually, you know better than me, even if you catch me, you will face serious punishment, your first-level authority, there will be no more in the future, time is pressing." ”

The delivery man pondered for a moment, the situation he was facing was indeed the case, and the young man seemed thoughtful, not like a man with no purpose.

From the moment he was deceived, he must have been destined to be abandoned by Lockhill, it was only a matter of time.

Your own first-level authority is more like a temporary and impulsive decision by your boss.

He's right!

The delivery man put the chimney hat on his head, didn't say anything, took out two identity cards, and handed them to Fang Mo.

The three of them walked together to the building.

"Stop! Identity Verification! A sharp-eyed old man stopped the three.

Backbite!

Verified passed.

Level 1 Permissions!

The old man's face was stunned, and he reluctantly let him go.

He always felt that there was something wrong with the three of them, stared at the disappeared backs of the three of them, and was ready to ask the boss.

Backbite!

Authentication passed.

First-level permissions.

The three of them smoothly walked into the well-guarded lot warehouse.

Syllable! Syllable!

The warehouse lights are on.

The deliverer said, "How much can we take?" ”

"All!" Fang Mo stared at the endless warehouse, one side was piled up with all kinds of large and small boxes.

The other side was filled with countless hills of golden energy pillars.

"You're not kidding, are you? We only need to take two or three pieces to get great wealth. The delivery officer clearly didn't believe what Fang Mo said.

Fang Mo didn't bother to argue, his figure flashed, and he walked quickly into the depths.

The personality of the Trick Gold is slightly higher than the Energy Eater.

The Icon Relic seems to be fond of the Tricky Gold, and has taken full control of Base 1 without the help of psionic energy.

A few minutes later.

The delivery officer was stunned when he saw the scene in front of him.

After the warehouse was shrouded in a black mist, all the items disappeared together.

Fang Mo shouted to the delivery man from not far away: "Go!" ”

"Boss!" As soon as the old man dialed the "auctioneer", he saw the three of them come out as if nothing happened.

"Hello!" Fang Mo also greeted him in a friendly manner.

"What's the matter?" The auctioneer's voice rang on the other end of the phone.

"It's fine." The old man saw the three of them quickly get into the car, his old face twitched, and he hung up the phone.

Airplanes! ....

After a heavy hum, the delivery man drove the car into the night.

Tick Tick!

Fang Mo sent a string of messages.

A few embroidered people appeared at the door of the hotel and quickly flashed into the car.

Some people died, but not completely......