"How about it?"

"Hmm! It's so sweet! I can't even taste the choking taste."

Late at night, the inside of the tavern was still bustling with the joint efforts of the drinkers, but for some unknown reason, the sounds coming to the bar had changed a lot. The girl, who was no longer afraid, finally gathered her courage.

Courage took the wine glass handed over by Hank, but what surprised her was that the blood-red liquid actually tasted sweet like juice.

"The ice flowers from the Anderson Tinsel forest can perfectly restrain the pungent smell of alcohol. Together with the fire snake fruits picked from Xifeng County, they dye the wine into a perfect red color and at the same time enhance the sweetness of the fruit.

Excite it as quickly as possible."

As if he had completely lost his arrogance, Hank bowed slightly and said, "This is one of the few masterpieces I have made since I came here."

"That's really... our luck."

Shaking his wine glass, Duan Qing also smiled and echoed. At the same time, he looked helplessly at the green liquid in his hand. He didn't know whether it would be better to drink it or just look at it. However, there was a secret rivalry between him and Hank.

Mengzhu probably didn't notice the look in her eyes. She took another sweet sip of the fruit wine called "Ice Snake Orchid" and her two slightly slender legs swayed slightly: "Uncle Hank is not a local, isn't he?

"

"I'm from the City of Liberty."

The man in the white shirt smiled and said: "It is a beautiful but dangerous city. My family and my mentor...are all there."

"Oh? I hope I can go and take a look when I have the opportunity." The girl put her finger on her chin: "Maybe I can meet your family..."

"You won't stand a chance."

Hank smiled and said: "They are all dead."

"..."

With her fingers frozen in the air, Mengzhu, who was holding the wine glass, retracted her gaze uneasily: "That, that..."

"It doesn't matter, this is not a taboo topic." Hank's eyes narrowed again: "What's more..."

"I have buried the corpses of my enemies beside them."

Duan Qing and Mengzhu looked at each other, and then shuddered in unison.

"President."

A big man in black suddenly walked through the crowd and walked to the front of the counter. He called out first, then looked at the two players sitting opposite: "The news has come back."

"You do it."

"……yes."

He looked away from Duan Qing and Duan Qing, and the man lowered his head again: "The meeting is over, and the congressmen have left."

"The results of it?"

"They made a deal." The man immediately replied, "All of the deals."

"According to... Connelly's proposal, not a single aristocrat opposed it."

"……snort."

Hank, who was wearing a bow tie, lowered his head and was silent for a while, then sneered: "I know, you go ahead."

"yes."

Watching the big man leave, Duan Qing withdrew his gaze, and then unexpectedly saw the other man's eyes staring at him: "What?"

"Uh... that person just now..."

"interested in?"

"No...no."

The continuous events finally brought the two of them back from the illusion of special cocktails, and they finally recognized the fact that the man in front of them was a gang leader who could shake mountains with just one move. But this one was grinning.

The guy who smiled didn't seem to care that the two of them knew about this, and was even somewhat happy to see their slightly embarrassed reactions: "Hehehehe... I originally thought that you were also lawless adventurers. It seems..."

"Your courage still needs to be tempered."

"...We just don't want to get involved in any trouble, it's not about being brave..." He waved his hands to explain, and Duan Qing retracted his arm a little sarcastically: "Well, maybe compared to you..."

"This is not what the person who did those things said..."

Hank chuckled: "From Fenghua Town to Fars, what you did is nothing like what you say now..."

"You...how did you know? Could it be that you and the shadow..."

"Shadows will... hum."

Duan Qing's face suddenly turned cold, causing Duan Qing to shut his mouth suddenly: "Don't compare our family of warriors with those rats."

"Uh...sorry."

Quickly retracting some information about Kima that he had just wanted to share, Duan Qing gestured back and forth with his hand in the air, and finally apologized: "We don't know... what kind of problems you will have with the shadows.

…”

"Our Warrior Home has no grudges against the Shadow Society." Hank shook his head: "But... I do."

Looking at his face with a scary smile, Duan Qing very wisely did not answer, but the next moment, the bartender holding the wine glass explained himself: "I know that you will have some involvement with the shadow, but don't worry.

, I am still a person with clear grudges, and you adventurers are just doing things with money."

"Looking at this, I admire you even more."

He smiled again, then opened his hands and pointed around the tavern: "Unlike them, our Warrior House is a formal organization. Not only are there countless masters in the association, but also, like the Master Council, we are uniting this big organization.

At the same time, all soldiers on 6 should try to maintain a neutral stance. As for the scene you see now..."

He grinned: "It's just my personal management and preferences."

How dark is your past...

Duan Qing rubbed his head with a headache. Just as Duan Qing was about to say something else, Hank across from him suddenly stood up: "Okay, I guess you guys have relaxed a bit..."

"follow me."

"Ah?" The girl on the side looked at the wine glass in her hand and said with some embarrassment: "Are these wines... all expensive? I... we will find a way to raise money..."

"Haha, lovely girl." Hank smiled and shook his head: "Although the price is high, these are all paid for by me. Besides..."

He pointed at the green wine in Duan Qing's hand: "You'd better drink it."

Gudong.

As the other party turned around and walked away, Duan Qing drank the unknown liquid in his hand in one breath, and then followed Hank's footsteps to a downward staircase behind the bar. Two strong men were guarding there.

He left and right to get out of the way, and then with some inexplicable eyes, he gave a frightening salute to the two adventurers behind him.

"Where are we going?" Mengzhu, who felt as if he was underground and became a little uneasy again, took Duan Qing's arm and asked loudly forward.

"I will not ask you adventurers to do anything for our warrior home...or the Valia Tavern."

Hank, who was walking in front, did not answer his question directly, but said without looking back: "I just hope... that you can provide some assistance to our business."

"Business? Is it something like what Rex was involved in just now?" Duan Qing asked with some suspicion, looking at this place that obviously looked like an underground casino.

"That's just a side job." Hank said with a smile: "If you want to make money... you can't just rely on that."

The three people walked to the bottom of the stairs, and then, under the leadership of the president, opened the door there: "Welcome to Tania's most secret place."

"black market."

As countless whispers came out, a slightly dim underground passage under the lights and earth and stones appeared in front of them, with countless passing masked people and humid air.

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"This gentleman! This gentleman...er, President Hank."

"These two are my guests."

"Yes Yes……"

Once again, he waved away the masked businessman who surrounded him from nowhere. Hank, who had an angry look on his face, raised his arms, put his hands behind his back again, and continued to lead the way in front of Duan Qing and Duan Qing, heading towards

Marching deeper into the passage - from the moment Duan Qing and his two men entered this rough and gloomy place, it was filled with all kinds of passers-by wearing cloaks and hoods, as well as all kinds of black-clothed vendors.

Some looked at them with strange eyes, as if they wanted to devour them, while others came up to them without saying a word and sold them all kinds of weird things. There were things in their coats.

Various magic powders, medicines, darts, crossbows, and other items that they could hardly see on a daily basis, some of which they couldn't even name.

However, according to Hank's law, it is best not to provoke such a black dealer, because no one can be sure whether you bought more things after this transaction, or he "bought" more things.

"Aren't the people here... unwilling to show their true colors?" Mengzhu also put on his cloak and quietly asked the leader in front.

"Businessmen, soldiers, congressmen, doctors...all those who don't want others to know their identity will come here."

Hank, who was walking in front, stretched out his hands to the surroundings: "So, everyone walking on this street is a person without identity, no matter rich or poor, beautiful or ugly, good or evil, or even life or death... everyone...

Are the same."

"This is a different kind of equality, equality that exists in the dark."

"It seems..." Looking at a certain corner of the passage, Duan Qing turned around and whispered: "People often disappear here...right?"

"I'm with you this time. If you want to come in the future..."
To be continued...