Chapter 2945: Tongbian Intelligence Trafficker

The nobility has the style of nobility.
When they perceive the existence of powerful power and find that the existence is not for their own use, they generally have three ways of expression.
First, what doesn't belong to me, can't belong to anyone else, and won't even be allowed to survive!
This kind of aristocracy belongs to the kind with strong possessiveness.
Secondly, I will observe from the side and wait quietly for the ones that do not belong to me, until the other party shows the intention to take refuge in any organization, I will immediately sell it and buy it at a high price.
This kind of noble belongs to the kind of very city government.
Third, I won't pay attention to you if it doesn't belong to me. You go through your Yangguan Road, and I walk through my single-plank bridge. Everyone is in peace, and don't mess with anyone.
This kind of nobleman belongs to the longest-lived kind.
The father of the aristocratic youth, also known as the aristocratic patriarch, happens to belong to the second category.
Since I refused his invitation, every time I went out, I would notice that someone was following me.
Thanks to my familiarity with killing intent, I can easily detect whether the other party's intention is good or evil.
These people are not malicious to me, but there is absolutely no goodwill. They are just ordered to follow the peeping, understand and grasp my every move, and then report to the person behind.
I guess that the person behind it is most likely the noble Patriarch.
But I don't care.
I will stay in this town for a few more days at most, and when the information is almost collected, it is time to embark on the journey.
Unlike the Hefeng Continent, larger towns in the Demon Realm have a lower degree of intelligence acquisition than smaller towns.
In the small town before, in addition to the almost omniscient troubadour, the owners and guests of the alleys, taverns and restaurants all had many hearsays and intelligence, and they were able to explain to me. At the same time, make some analysis.
However, in this big town, many business travelers didn't know the questions I asked, or could only say a few words.
Those guys who have a high degree of intelligence will rub their fingers at me secretly, expressing that they want intelligence, yes, get the money first.
Well, intelligence is a private property, and it's normal to spend money to buy it.
But when I spent the money, the information I bought didn't even reach one percent of the information that the troubadour gave me. That's it, I dared to sell a silver coin!
I really want to beat him up and get the silver coins back, because this amount of information is not worth the price.
But I resisted it. After all, this is not my place, and unless I kill him, he is very likely to spread me to other intelligence dealers after I beat him. It is not good and wantonly beats the intelligence. The rumors of the traffickers.
As a result, my access to information in this town will be narrowed.
I resisted the irritability in my heart and got the information, turned and left.
But you think it's so late?
Then you can think too much.
I found the grocery store hidden in the dark, bought some glue that can be used to make masks, and then paid the boss five copper coins, and hurriedly left.
Someone may ask here, am I not worried about the grocery store owner betraying me?
In fact, the owner of a small shop that can sell contraband in dark corners and endures for a long time is definitely a tight-lipped one.
Otherwise he would have been silenced.
Put the clay glue on the face, squeeze it into a strange face that I can't recognize at all, then take off the hand guard, remove the bandage, and then evenly spread the two arms, palms and fingers with the clay glue, and sprinkle some color slightly The dim powder changes the color of the clay applied on the arm to a slightly darker complexion, and finally put on a set of fashionable clothes.
Very good, a strange face is fresh out.
After that, I took advantage of the night and walked out of the restaurant to sink into the night.
After a few jumps, I found the black-hearted intelligence trafficker who was carrying a hip flask and molesting Liang's family, and followed all the way until the flow of people on the road gradually decreased, and then I landed on my feet and stood in front of the person.
The intelligence dealers drank not too much, just to the extent that alcohol can make a bear, but not drunk.
Seeing me in the middle of the road, he frowned, pointed at the garlic nose I pinched out and said: "You... give me, get up!"
As soon as the voice fell, I shot.
I don’t know if you guys have tried Pain Bian Xiong, anyway, the feeling of Pain Bian Xi is no different from that of Pain Bian Xiong.
The other party who was beating was screaming, but the other party just felt that he was powerless.
After the violent beating, I did not forget to make up a few feet at the end, and then my body turned and fell into the crowd.
At noon the next day, another new reward was posted. It was the face I pinched out last night.
The blue witch with the reward order pouted for a while, then suddenly smiled: "Don't say it, it looks like it."
"Nonsense, but I showed my face and beat him uprightly. If this can't describe my outline, then there is a ghost!"
Putting down the reward order, the blue witch poured herself a glass of wine, took a sip, and asked me: "When are you going to leave?"
"In a few days" I looked out the window, and I turned my head to see her holding a glass of wine again, so I asked curiously: "Sipping a small sip of wine is not like your character, why not drink it all at once? "
"This wine is terrible."
"Don't drink it if it tastes bad, what do you force yourself to do?"
"No reluctance," said the blue witch: "Although this wine is ugly, I like the strange taste that stimulates the taste buds."
I was speechless.
Could it be that the idleness of the past few days suddenly solved some unknown strange habit in her bones?
At the same time, three big words flashed in my mind: Masochism.
Scratching my head, I suddenly felt speechless, so I let her like it, turned and left.
The Blue Witch did not ask me what I was doing, just like I never asked her how many drinks and food she bought.
Anyway, I left her a gold coin and five silver coins, which is enough for her to eat and drink in this town for several years.
But of course I won't leave her here for several years. As long as I find the naughty Becky and pay homage to Xilan's cemetery by the way, I can take her home.
It doesn't take much time at all-the main time is spent on gathering intelligence and making plans, but it shouldn't take long.
The reason for giving her so much money is purely to save her time.
Some people may be curious. She is a foodie, what else can she do to pass the time besides eating?
My answer is: Of course there is!
Didn’t you see that when the Blue Witch was bored, she would call the boss, exchange one of the silver coins into a pile of coins with the lowest face value, and then use the coins as Lego blocks, various piles, various pendulums, and even bases. It became a small but majestic castle!
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