In the dark air-raid shelter black market, you can see a yellow tungsten filament light bulb above your head about every ten meters, emitting this hazy light.

The reason why it is hazy is because the air quality underground is really bad.

There is definitely no shortage of money in the black market. Everyone who comes in needs to pay 10,000 yuan to enter. It is logical that the underground decoration can be better and brighter.

But the black market did not do this, as if it was specifically designed to allow everyone to survive in the dark light, make each other look down on each other, and hide their respective identities.

Fortunately, Ren Xiaosu and Yang Xiaojin are not pretentious people, and they have been in a harsh environment.

Yang Xiaojin whispered as she walked: "There are not many official members of Ankyo Temple, but many people underestimate the number of A-level killers in Ankyo Temple. Some A-level killers themselves are members of the consortium. They usually do tasks to maintain the status of A-level killers to obtain some information. In the past, they did not show up for most operations, but this time, I believe that many big figures in the consortium will be interested in the No. 001 experimental subject, so I guess there will be many people gathered this time."

"Since Anjing Temple knows that there are so many informants in the organization, why not screen the qualifications for mobile phones more rigorously?" Ren Xiaosu said curiously.

"Onkinawa Temple of course has its own screening standards, and there are special people who are detecting various mobile phone accounts," Yang Xiaojin explained: "They don't mind the killer who gets into the consortium. Just like now, the people from these consortiums may come in handy. You have also seen that the text messages received this time are even B-level and C-level. They are afraid that there are fewer people coming, and not many people coming. Anyway, the Holy Mountain is not the territory of Ankinawa Temple. No matter who comes to disrupt the situation, it is also a firefighting situation, because Ankinawa Temple attracts them to come with the interests of firefighting."

At this time, Ren Xiaosu suddenly felt that the killers below Anjing Temple seemed to be all tools for Anjing Temple itself.

Now that Ankyo Temple has attracted so many people to the Holy Mountain, I am afraid that I will abandon this line. After all, there are probably not many of these people who can come out alive.

"How many such black markets are there in the entire barrier alliance?" Ren Xiaosu asked.

"That's too many, but most of them are unstable. The stable ones are at the junction of several consortiums, regardless of the area," Yang Xiaojin explained: "Like the one we are in, and Luocheng, they all survive in the cracks of consortiums."

"Your purpose here is to follow the team from Anjing Temple into the mountain?" Ren Xiaosu asked, "Will you be recognized?"

"No," Yang Xiaojin shook his head: "I don't have much interaction with Anjing Temple. Even if there are people I know, they are all logistics. And if there are many people coming, the abortion will definitely enter the Holy Mountain in batches. My aunt and the others will definitely not appear in such a conspicuous place."

"Is the person you know... Dong Funan?" Ren Xiaosu suddenly asked. He remembered that he had seen Dong Funan in Luocheng.

"Yes, Dong Funan is one of them," said Yang Xiaojin: "Her teeth have not yet grown well, so she can only be used in front of logistics..."

There are countless rooms connected side by side in the air-raid shelter. There is no door in the room, just a simple curtain is built.

When passing by a room, Ren Xiaosu happened to hear the people inside discussing: "The white mask also appeared, and he seemed very interested in the encirclement and suppression of firewood companies."

Another person said: "After all, when he appeared at the No. 73 Barrier, he was also the main force in the battle of Donghu Lake falling. This logically makes sense. However, your information is not particularly valuable. You didn't say that he has extraordinary abilities from beginning to end, nor did you know his identity, and you didn't even know the identity of a sniper. And you must have heard this from others. You were not present at the time, so this second-hand information was not seen with your own eyes, and you have to be discounted, and you will be given a maximum of 10,000."

"Ten thousand is too little!"

"Listen to me, aren't you going to follow the people from Ankyo Temple into the Holy Mountain? I guess that white mask will definitely go there too. At that time, you just need to determine his ability. I will give you 500,000. If you determine his identity, you will add one million to you. The identity of the sniper is also worth 500,000!"

Ren Xiaosu glanced at Yang Xiaojin next to him, and Yang Xiaojin glanced at him and whispered: "Do you want to sell yourself?"

"Who is eavesdropping outside?" The person inside heard something outside and opened the curtain and rushed out: "My information is priceless. Since I hear it, I have to pay."

Ren Xiaosu was speechless. The people inside didn't hear what they said. They just found someone outside rushed out to ask for money. Yang Xiaojin smiled and handed over 10,000 yuan, turned around and left.

"I'll give them the money?" Ren Xiaosu was unhappy: "Why give it to them?"

"This is the rule of the black market," Yang Xiaojin smiled and said, "There is no door in the room in this black market, which has given birth to another kind of business and a striking battle. The people inside may have heard our footsteps, so they deliberately said that the information on the streets was to be heard. As long as they listen, they had to pay. It doesn't matter if they don't, but they can't enter this black market in the future."

"Use intelligence to hit the car..." Ren Xiaosu smashed his mouth: "It's really big in the forest, there are all kinds of birds. You have known this rule for a long time, so why don't you remind me?"

Yang Xiaojin smiled and said, "I forgot, but it doesn't matter. Isn't this person going to enter the Holy Mountain, it seems that they are together and the money will not be lost."

Ren Xiaosu looked at the girl's back from behind, thinking that this girl sometimes became even darker than herself.

The two walked along the way until Yang Xiaojin saw a mark in the corridor of the air-raid shelter and turned into the room.

The marks are not complicated, they are triangle marks formed by the intersection of three straight lines.

It seems that this is the mark of Ankyo Temple.

Before this, Ren Xiaosu didn't know much about the entire underground world, and Zhou Yingxue only had a slight understanding, so Yang Xiaojin took him into the air-raid shelter as if he was revealing another world for him.

After lifting the curtain, Yang Xiaojin looked around first, and waited for her to confirm that there were no twelve people in the room who knew him before continuing to walk in.

The people in the room looked at Ren Xiaosu and Yang Xiaojin, but found that one of them was wearing a hood and the other with a baseball cap, and they couldn't see their faces clearly. Then everyone put away their gazes again, leaving only one person staring at Ren Xiaosu with a fiery gaze.

Yang Xiaojin whispered: "I don't know anyone."

Ren Xiaosu had a toothache: "I have..."
Chapter completed!