Red Square Street. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

8 p.m.

The Alert Hall and the City Hall had been withdrawn two days earlier.

In addition to the fact that the ruins after the battle still need time to rebuild, Red Square Street has already opened.

The whole street is brightly lit and full of people, and there are all kinds of men and women coming and going. The most inferior warbler secretly beckoned behind the dark alley, and after waiting for a person to talk about the price for a long time, the two of them impatiently walked into the bungalow on the side;

In front of the high-end guild hall, the graceful counselors beckoned all kinds of customers, from drunken veterans to ignorant chicks, from the nouveau riche of the kingdom from the young to the wealthy merchants who were full of copper smell, devouring the wallets with a dazzling array of services and dizzying carcasses;

At the top of the list, the neatly dressed coachmen in front of the door, the carriages without badge markings, but still low-key and luxurious, parked in front of the various guild halls, and a few servants respectfully greeted the ladies and ladies who came down from the guild hall into the carriages, and then drove away far away, only to return the next day - these are the real high-rollers who spend a lot of money and are powerful, and the identities behind them can make even the bosses of the big halls chatter their teeth.

Everything was the same as it had been twenty days ago, as if Red Square Street had not experienced a bloody and terrible gang fire at all, and the protectors of the streets and the collectors of the rake had not changed from the Blood Vial Gang to the Black Street Brotherhood.

In addition to the center of Red Square Street.

There, the ruins of a dozen houses that had been blown to pieces by the Qi Magician were still pitch black.

And in this pitch darkness, dozens of people were busy, laboriously digging under the rubble, and the sound of iron trees colliding with dirt was constantly heard.

Under the moonlight, the six giants of the Black Street Brotherhood, the intelligence chief, the "Sleepless Eye" Corbeon Lancer, wearing a scarlet cloak, stood among the ruins, looking at the darkness around him, and looking at the lights of thousands of homes in the distance, and couldn't help frowning.

It's too close...... He thought.

The halls that opened are still too close to the places we are going to excavate.

In the distance, a sleepless man whistled, and it was a code: two people passed, everything was normal.

Lancer nodded to the other sleepless in the darkness.

But he saw a house next door with a lamp on the top floor, which slightly illuminated the way to here.

Lancer snorted disapprovingly from his nose.

It's too close.

Immediately, an informative sleepless left behind him, and after a moment of communication with another Brotherhood member, the latter strode toward the guild hall.

In a short time, the lights on the top floor of the hall dimmed, and the area around the ruins fell into darkness again.

Lancer nodded.

It's time for that kid Rick to extend the ban even longer.

It's too much of a disruption to our homework.

But that's all we can do at night.

But Lancer knew that it would be faster to ban the business of Red Square Street, and to let those nobles endure for one more day, it would be better to let each of them cut an acre of land in their own territory and give it to the Brotherhood.

Lancer walked slowly.

For ten days and ten nights, they dug a full ten meters deep and twenty meters wide under the chess and card room, but they didn't dig anything.

Now, you can still use the excuse of "looking for clues to the Wizard of Air" and "finding the truth about the death of the Tarun brothers and Moria", but if you can't find it anymore......

If we can't find it, we'll be discovered sooner or later—Lancer thought gloomily.

Whether it's the secret department, or the blood vial gang that is dead but not stiff.

Even, the others, the vipers who hide in the dark.

Even if Hongfang Street is now a brotherhood.

Fortunately, the Qi Demon Master blew up the surroundings for them, otherwise they would have to go to great lengths to fight with the owners of the houses on Hongfang Street who had more or less backgrounds to seize the ownership of all the houses in the neighborhood before they could start the excavation operation.

But it's not bad now - the excavation is planned, it may take a year and a half or more to begin, but now, it can start in a few days after taking Hongfang Street.

Of course, the unconcealed excavation site also made it more difficult for them to cover up their secrets.

That's why I had to dig it up quickly—Lancer couldn't help but be a little annoyed.

Right now.

"Found it!" a rugged and heroic voice came from afar!

Lancer couldn't help but be moved!

He waved away the sleepless behind him and walked forward quickly.

"Found it, Kirbyon!" a tall, thin figure stepped forward, clutching a long piece of cloth.

It was a man with a narrow face, dark blonde curls uneasily draped over his shoulders, a black leather harness tied around his body, three short knives under his left and right ribs and around his waist, his arms wrapped in thick bandages, and his height was almost second only to the two-meter Qincha, but unfortunately his thin figure affected his appearance.

Anton Levanoski, one of the Brotherhood's Big Six and the leader of the smuggling of strategic resources such as Eternal Oil and Leachite, is excitedly walking towards Lancer with a long strip of dirt in his arms.

Behind him, a fat figure, one of the Big Six, Morris, who was in charge of the human business, walked up with an unhappy face.

"This is it!" I opened it and looked at it, wow...... It's exactly the same as in the painting......" The rough accent came out of Anton's mouth, which was particularly harsh.

"You wouldn't have thought that you'd been digging for ten days, and you'd almost dig through the sewer, and instead of being buried in the ground—it was hidden in the partition between the basement and the ground!"

"If I hadn't slipped while peeing and stepped on ...... Haha, I just said that I can't think things are too complicated...... You and Morris dug like a psychotic for ten days...... Haha......"

Behind him, Morris clenched his arms and gritted his teeth with an unhappy expression.

"Look! I've been here for five minutes, and I'm going to pee when I'm leaving......

After enduring it for more than ten seconds, Lancer finally couldn't stand this, and he had been chattering endlessly about the Nie Da people of the Eastern Continent since more than ten years ago.

"Shut up, thin man!" Lancer viciously snatched the long strip from Anton's hand, ignoring the dirt on it, and tremblingly uncovered the corner.

Anton wanted to say something, but was maliciously arched by Morris behind him and fell.

"Dead fat...... Aren't you jealous that I'm ...... than you?"

"Shut up, Anton!" this time it was the vicious Morris.

Lancer gently covered the cloth.

"That's right," he said softly, but he couldn't hide the strange excitement in his voice, "this is it." ”

Lancer stroked the long strip with a trembling hand, as if caressing a lover: "After a lot of hard work, you must take down Hongfang Street on the premise that you can't alarm the magician or the secret science - it's finally rewarded!"

"Hey," Anton spread his hands with an unhappy expression, "Who said it didn't alarm the magician? Who do you think this ruin blew up?"

"The appearance of the Qi Demon Master was an accident, and the black sword failed to lure him away, but he really didn't know about it. "But I'm thinking that Ashida must know something—that's why he gave up the chance to kill the Black Sword and ventured back to the royal capital to meddle in a small turf struggle—he might even know that we were looking for a weapon that could deal with him." ”

"But we still found him right under the nose of the Qi Magician. Lancer observed the silhouette of the thing, and said in a shadowy way.

At the mention of the Qi Magician, the three people present were silent for a moment.

"When I received the news, I thought you and Qincha were going to die on Red Square Street. Lancer broke the silence and sighed slightly.

"We're lucky," Morris hung his head, his eyes in shadow, "you should look at Moriah and the Tarun brothers—he still likes to pinch balls." ”

"What the hell is wrong with him?" Anton's eyes flashed a strange color.

"Maybe I've met a nemesis," Lancer said as he clenched the package in his hand and closed his eyes slightly, "but he must not be dead." ”

"Anyway, it's been twelve years...... I still can't believe it......" Anton gritted his teeth fiercely, recalling in a mixture of fear and hatred: "I saw with my own eyes, the black sword obviously killed him three times...... Triple ......"

"And then he was resurrected," said Morris, grimacing his teeth with a gloomy face, "two hours, three resurrections." ”

"Four times," Lancer added silently, "outside the palace gates, after the Crown Prince was poisoned, Grand Saliton killed the monster once. ”

In an instant, the air between the three seemed to sink.

Anton looked at the long object in front of him, and asked with palpitations and doubts: "We have been looking for ten years - but this thing, is it really useful? After all, the whole continent is full of anti-demon forces......

"The things on those guards can only slightly weaken the influence of demonic energy," Lancer said without hesitation, "Only the legendary anti-demon forces given by the Imperial Kingdom can really deal with magicians—that's what Morat told me when I was still in the secret department." ”

"I can't trust your former boss's information. Anton's face changed, as if he remembered something, and he trembled again: "...... That old man, even his saliva is highly poisonous. ”

"By the way, our operation this time," Morris said worriedly, "the Kingdom Secret Branch didn't intervene?, after all, according to you, this is a legendary anti-demon weapon that is not on the list...... It's more serious than owning a magic gun without permission......"

Possession of the magic power gun?Lancer snorted softly in his heart.

Holding a magic gun privately is just a death sentence, and concealing the legendary anti-demon armed forces who are not on the register - hum.

But Lancer only shook his head: "The king is almost forty-eight years old, and the matter of choosing a noble prince is enough to make them anxious - and besides, I have made a deal with Exeter's dark room, and they will release the news that Morat is interested in, and Ramon will attract the full attention of the secret department, and Morat will not find out what we are trying to do—I know my teacher too well." ”

"But fortunately, neither the Bloody Vial Magician's nor the Secret Branch know the ......importance of this thing," Ranther pondered over the cloth wrap in his hand.

"By the way, the truth of this matter, really don't tell Qincha, Fesseau, and Roda ?" Saying the names of the other three Big Six, Anton also learned from the two of them and frowned: "Anyway, the Qi Demon Master is also missing." ”

Lancer shook his head solemnly and handed the package in his hand to Maurice: "Nekra and Catherine have both set out to find the Blood Magician - believe me, I have read the records of the secret department, and compared to the Blood Magician, Ashda is simply kinder than His Highness Middil. ”

"It's enough for the mages to be faced by our Brotherhood Triumvirate and the Black Sword. The less the others know, the safer it is," Morris nodded, tightening the strip tightly in his hand, and said sadly, "For the sake of the former Big Nine." ”

Anthony and Lancer's faces were grim, and they whispered in unison, "For the sake of the former Big Nine." ”