Qin Yang told the Dragon Queen about Sma's production formula and related processes, and he was relieved.

Although I didn't get the finished product from Sma, as a national force, as a national power, are you afraid that there will be no finished product? This mission was successful. The only thing left is how to get out safely.

This is obviously not something that can be accomplished in the short term.

Qin Yang, who slept well last night, naturally didn't want to stay in the room anymore. Since Samar didn't mind going out for a walk, Qin Yang naturally wanted to go out to see this world-famous city of chaos. However, before leaving, Qin Yang asked his servant to find a mask for himself.

Qin Yang is now a celebrity in the global cultivation circle. Although there are probably not many people who know him in such a place, there will be people who know him in the end. Qin Yang does not want to have trouble because of his identity. After all, he has this deadly golden belt around his neck.

The silver mask fits very well on the face, leaving only a mouth exposed, and even the eyes look gloomy due to the mask. Looking at himself in the mirror, Qin Yang slid his lips slightly.

The silver mask and the dark golden life-seeking gold belt gave Qin Yang a bit of coldness and mystery. Combined with his height, it actually added a cool temperament.

This temperament made Qin Yang's image look completely different from before. Qin Yang pursed his lips and went out.

As soon as Qin Yang left, a servant reported the matter to Samar in the villa on the other side.

Samar was in his study at this time, looking at a document. The mysterious black iron mask was placed on the table on his right hand, revealing his true face.

An ordinary Eastern Hole.

Yellow skin, black eyes, black hair, and tight and smooth skin, making people unable to see his true age. If you look at it from the appearance alone, you are just a middle-aged man in his forties. But it is obvious that as the lord of the city of Chaos, Samar is in his late stage of the Supreme. The Peak Strong, he cannot be only forty years old.

"Qin Yang went out. Before he went out, he asked himself for a mask."

Samar looked up, his eyes slightly surprised: "What he wants?"

"yes!"

Samar's mouth slightly raised two points: "This kid is a little interesting."

The servant owed: "He has a certain reputation all over the world, probably because he was worried that his identity would cause trouble. After all, he brought a life-seeking belt... Should he stare at him?"

Samar didn't say anything and waved his hand: "No, let him go, let him do it."

"yes!"

The servant quietly exited Samar's room. Samar thought for a few seconds, shook his head, and once again put his energy on the documents in his hand.

...

Qin Yang walked on the street with a mask, looking at the city and found it very interesting.

Most of the places in this city are dilapidated buildings of two or three floors, continuous, even mixed with some ruins. However, there is still a not-too-large area near the wide villa of Samarna, which is completely different in style. The six or seven floors of buildings are continuous, and the exterior walls of the buildings are quite new. The road surface is spacious, and even trees are planted on both sides of the road, which is quiet and peaceful.

In the center of this tall building, there is a 16 or 7-story building with a large main body and two huge words on the entire tall building.

Heaven.

Qin Yang narrowed his eyes slightly and took his eyes back from the tall building. Although he was not very clear about this place, he also understood that this should be a wealthy area. No matter where there will be classes, the division of classes in the chaotic city will naturally be more obvious.

I just don’t know how the residents of the wealthy area here judged it, is it their own property or their strength level. Qin Yang thinks that the latter is more likely. After all, this is a city of chaos. If you have money or not, isn’t that asking for death?

Qin Yang walked strolling on the street. Compared to the quiet and comfortable rich area, he wanted to see and understand the world where ordinary people live here.

This is the most real city of chaos.

There are also various commercial activities on the streets, but they always give people a feeling of withering. People walking on the streets always seem to be shining with strong vigilance and a bit of malicious intentions. The eyes of Qin Yang always seem to be looking at prey.

Although Qin Yang was wearing a mask, he could tell from his figure, his exposed mouth, neck and arms, etc. that he was a young man, and he would never be over thirty years old. This made many people look at Qin Yang a little more wanton. Although someone vaguely pointed at Qin Yang, no one took action against Qin Yang. I have to say that Qin Yang, wearing a mask, had a bit more mysterious and cold temperament, which was obvious that he was not easy to mess with.

A burst of noise made Qin Yang stop. He walked along the way but didn't hear such a lively place. Everyone seemed to be in a cautious state. This unbridled noise aroused Qin Yang's curiosity.

Qin Yang turned into another street following the sound and found the source of the sound. It was an old tavern. The only sign seemed extremely old, giving people the feeling that the wind was about to fall off.

Harbor Bar.

Harbor?

In broad daylight, there are so many people drinking in the tavern?

With curiosity, Qin Yang pushed open the old wooden door, and the noise suddenly became clear in his ears.

A wide and old tavern, messy wooden tables and chairs, an old bartender, a middle-aged bartender wearing a small vest, and a variety of guests with guns and knives in different clothes. If there is something comfortable in this room, it is that the air conditioner is on in the room and you feel a sense of coolness as soon as you enter the door.

A tavern should also be the fastest place to know all aspects of information.

Compared to the deserted streets outside, it is extremely lively. Qin Yang glanced around and felt that he had come to the right place.

The drinkers in the bar fell on Qin Yang in a uniform manner, with different eyes, surprised, confused, picky, and malicious...

Qin Yang looked calm and walked slowly to the bar counter. His eyes swept over the middle-aged bartender, then swept the wine cabinet behind him, and casually said: "Come and get beer."

The middle-aged bartender's movement of wiping the cup with a towel in his hand did not change, and he said in a light tone: "Thirty dollars."

"Thirty dollars?"

Qin Yang was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "It's not cheap."

Although it was not cheap, Qin Yang touched the card from his pocket, which contained a card and some change. Qin Yang immediately thought of something, took the card back, picked thirty dollars out of the change and handed it to the bartender.

The bartender put a pie of beer in front of Qin Yang, glanced at the card in his hand, and said lightly: "You can swipe the card."
Chapter completed!