spirit walker

Chapter 92 Black Market
Zhang Yuanqing once again recalled the identities and backgrounds of the two colleagues, a third-level fire master, a direct descendant of a high-level member of the Red Fire Gang, and a fourth-level water ghost.

Although the latter has no background, but in the realm of saints, once meritorious deeds are accumulated, becoming a deacon is a certainty.

Saint Realm, killing Chaofan is like slaughtering a dog.

I hope it's not two difficult colleagues. Zhang Yuanqing stretched his legs, rode an office chair, returned to his desk, and searched for "bishop Bing" in the official database.

After carefully browsing, he had a clearer idea of ​​the organization of the evil profession.

Among the forces formed by evil professions, there is a saying of "three associations, two teachings and one Shura". The so-called three associations refer to the three major branches of the psionic society composed of witches and Gu masters.

They are "Central Chapter", "Eastern Chapter" and "Southern Chapter".

The three major branches have their own territory and rarely communicate with each other. Among them, the chairmanship of the eastern branch has been vacant for a long time, and the two vice-chairmen, Judge Sly Eye and Gu King, have competed for the position of chairman for many years.

The two sects refer to the nihilistic sect composed of illusionists, which are divided into the southern sect and the northern sect according to the region.

A Shura refers to the Bing Bishop composed of bewitching demons, and the leader of the Bing Bishop is Shura.

"Sister Guan Ya, three sessions, two teachings and one Shura, why not one soldier master, but one Shura?" Zhang Yuanqing expressed his doubts to the old Si Ji.

Guan Ya turned her head lightly: "Are you looking at the power of the evil profession?"

Zhang Yuanqing said: "Isn't Heiwuchang the Eastern Branch of the Psionic Association? I participated in the search and arrest operation, so I wanted to take advantage of the trend to find out what evil organizations exist."

Guan Ya nodded, then showed a trance, lost in memory:

"Asura, when I was young, my mother used to scare me with Bing Bishop's Asura, and when my mother was young, my grandmother often used Asura to scare her."

Good guy, Shura is a weapon passed down from generation to generation in your family?Zhang Yuanqing vomited.

"He is an invincible and terrifying existence among spiritual practitioners, just like the demon god who will eventually destroy the world in myths and legends. Terrible, invincible, but extremely far away, this is my impression of him." Guan Ya said.

"How do the five leaders compare with him?" Zhang Yuanqing asked curiously.

Guan Ya thought for a while, then shook her head:

"How can I estimate the combat power at that level? But in terms of reputation, the five lords are far inferior to Asura. And judging from the saying 'three meetings, two teachings and one Asura', I think the five lords are inferior to Asura, um, this Just my thoughts."

Wang Tai next to him interjected: "If there are videos of their respective battles, I can use the data to analyze the strength of the leader and Shura."

"How is it possible to find a battle video of that level?" Zhang Yuanqing shrugged: "Brother Wang Tai, why don't you analyze it. I fight with Sister Guan Ya, who is stronger?"

Wang Tai said seriously:

"If you don't use props, you two are no match for her."

Guan Ya shook her head, what a boring man, at this time, you should answer: Is there any need to ask, there have always been exhausted cows and no plowed fields.

It's still interesting.

Near noon, Zhang Yuanqing heard hearty laughter from the first floor:

"Ahahaha, you guys still remember me, hello everyone, I will come to work often in the future, if you need anything, just call me, I will cover you"

Although the tone was heroic, the voice was crisp and tender. Just listening to it, Zhang Yuanqing imagined the image of a little girl with her hips on her hips, laughing boldly.

A few seconds later, footsteps came from the steel stairs.

Zhang Yuanqing looked at it, and the first thing he saw was a short girl, probably in the second grade of middle school, with exquisite facial features, but not fully grown, with fiery red shawl-length hair.

She pinched her waist and climbed up with a step that her relatives did not recognize.

Behind the little girl was a middle-aged man, wearing a white shirt and slacks, and black-rimmed glasses. He had a gloomy demeanor and messy hair. At first glance, he looked a bit like a blackened version of Wang Tai.

Wang Tai, is this your brother?Zhang Yuanqing couldn't help turning his head to look at Wang Tai's position.

Wang Tai lowered his head to work, ignoring the movement around him.

Guan Ya stood up with a smile on her face, and greeted the two returning colleagues.

"Hello, Sister Guan Ya, I'm back again!" The red-haired girl raised her hand and greeted boldly. Her eyes fell on Zhang Yuanqing, and she said loudly:
"Is he the new colleague? The Yuanshi Tianzun who single-handedly broke into the enemy's camp and fought against Xiahou's minions for three days and three nights?"

ah?When will I fight Xiahou's minions for three days and three nights?Zhang Yuanqing was stunned for a moment.

Guan Ya spread out her palms and introduced to Zhang Yuanqing towards the girl:
"Jiang Jingwei, a third-level fire master, 3 years old, still in junior high school, um, you should be studying."

"Stop reading, my father said, reading is misleading children, what the school teaches is full of nonsense." Jiang Jingwei walked over, stood on tiptoe, slapped Zhang Yuanqing on the shoulder, and laughed boldly:
"Ahaha, you are indeed a good-looking talent, and you will follow me in the future. I like young people with a sense of justice."

Zhang Yuanqing's shoulders were patted for a while, and his brain was buzzing. He felt that it was not a 14-year-old girl who patted his shoulders, but Lu Zhishen with a big waist and a round waist. In the next second, he would clasp his hands and say:
elder brother!

The skin of a young girl, the soul of Lu Zhishen?

At this time, Jiang Jingwei noticed Wang Tai and was taken aback:
"Hey, are you new here too?"

Wang Tai: "I'm not, we've met before."

Jiang Jingwei was even more surprised: "Impossible, why do I have no impression of you at all?"

Wang Tai: "."

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yuanqing didn't know whether to complain about Wang Tai's extraordinary talent, or about Jiang Jingwei's nervousness.

Guan Ya continued to introduce:
"This is Senior Fujiyuan, a level 4 water ghost, temporarily taking the position of Shichang."

Zhang Yuanqing withdrew his attention and said respectfully, "Tengyuan is very tall."

The middle-aged man's eyes were dull, his expression was dull, and he looked like he lacked enthusiasm for life. He pushed his eyes on the bridge of his nose and said in a hollow voice:

"Correct me, the name of the water ghost after changing jobs for the first time is God of Plague."

He nodded towards Zhang Yuanqing: "Yes, young people are always full of energy and a sense of justice. I appreciate young people like you, but I also want to remind you that this is just a job, and you must always remember that your life is the most important thing." , how sad it is to take risks for work."

ah?Zhang Yuanqing was taken aback for a moment, this was different from the praise he had imagined for painting big cakes.

Fujimoto continued:

"I formulated a new system of rules and regulations overnight last night. During the period when I am temporarily serving as the chief, everyone must strictly abide by this system. Anyone who violates my system will be severely punished."

Hearing this, Zhang Yuanqing lifted his spirits, thinking that these are the three fires for the new official to take office, and the new chief has to set the rules.

Fujiwara shoved his eyes on the bridge of his nose, with a negative expression and an empty tone, and said:

"Rule [-]: No overtime!

"Rule [-]: Allow paid time off.

"Article [-]: It is forbidden to clock in at work.

"Article [-]: I don't need my consent to ask for leave.

"Article [-]: If you have to work overtime as a last resort, the overtime salary will be increased by three times.

"Article [-]: Change weekends to three holidays

"Article [-]"

Zhang Yuanqing opened his mouth little by little, with a dazed expression, and his mind was buzzing, echoing messy thoughts:
Is this really leadership?Is there such a leader in the world?Can you permanently remove Zhenyan Shichang from his post?
As the sun went down, the blue sports car drove into the underground parking garage of a hotel.

The black market is located on the bottom three floors of this hotel. In addition to the black market, the boxing champion also holds underground boxing matches.

Guan Ya parked the car, opened it, and said, "Here we are."

She put on a long windbreaker to cover her proud figure, and her high heels were replaced with running shoes.

Guan Ya's explanation was that although all the spiritual walkers active in the black market were registered, wild walkers were loose, rebellious, and did not respect rules.

You're sure to get caught by lechers and get in trouble, so wear a coat.

Zhang Yuanqing felt that this woman was as stinky as her cousin, but just looking at the plump peaches, tall and proud breasts, and charming and delicate face, he could only bear her bragging.

Led by Guan Ya, the two came to a freight elevator.

A burly and tall man stood guard at the entrance of the freight elevator, with fierce eyes, examining the two people who were coming.

Guan Ya took out a stack of cash from the pocket of the windbreaker and handed it over. This is the "ticket" to enter the black market, [-] per person.

The strong man took it and pressed the down button.

The door of the freight elevator was opened, and Guan Ya led Zhang Yuanqing into the car.

As the car descended, Guan Ya and Zhang Yuanqing put on masks and peaked caps.

With a sound of "ding", the elevator door opened, and the dull smell of sweat and smoke, accompanied by loud noises, rushed towards us.

Looking around, Zhang Yuanqing saw a wide space outside the elevator. This black market was rebuilt from an underground parking lot and divided into two areas.

There is a huge arena in the area on the left. Two strong men with bare upper body are fighting with fists to the flesh. The audience below cheers.

On the periphery are some stalls selling drinks and food.

The area on the right is much quieter. The stalls are arranged in an orderly manner. There are not many people shopping in the black market, scattered here and there.

Zhang Yuanqing saw a familiar face in front of a certain booth, the eldest sister had a white dragon head, and she was leading the two younger brothers to wander around the booths.

"Bailong used to be the boxing champion in the ring."

Guan Ya also noticed her, and said with a smile: "She likes to play a few games after buying things, so that she can earn back the money she spent. Spiritual realm walkers are limited by their moral values. It is not difficult to make money, but it is difficult to get rich." , and the materials and props in the spirit realm are all sky-high prices."

sky-high price?Zhang Yuanqing began to worry about his pocket.

The two went straight to the right area, and the things sold in the stall were very mixed and messy.

It mainly focuses on materials, information and strategies, and there are basically no props to be seen. Even if there are, they are some props with relatively weak functions.

Zhang Yuanqing stopped in front of a booth, pointed to a bottle containing "dark green paste", and asked, "What is this?"

He sensed the strong Yin Qi contained in the paste.

The stall owner said: "Zombie's bodily fluids."

"how much is it?"

"5."

"Damn, so expensive?" Zhang Yuanqing was taken aback, then pointed to a red spar, and said, "What is this?"

"The exploding stones and consumables that are abundant in the Pyromaster dungeon," said the stall owner.

"how much is it?"

The stall owner glanced at him: "Two nimas."

You really deserve a beating!Zhang Yuanqing: "."

He scanned the various materials on the booth, pondered for a few seconds, and silently summoned Xiao Doubi.

What material is most suitable, only the spirit servant knows.

ps: The typo is corrected first and then corrected.

(End of this chapter)