Chapter 2203: Underground Intelligence Network

The wolf clan adventurer trembled, his hands shook, and a silver coin dropped to the ground, drawing an elegant arc, rolling down beside my feet.
Leaning down and picking up the silver coin, I took a step forward, gently placed it on top of the many silver coins, patted the werewolf adventurer on the shoulder, and then passed by.
With a soft thump, the werewolf adventurer was under pressure, his knees softened, and he knelt heavily on the ground.
Entering the underground fighting arena, coming to the highest stand, standing on the rails, staring at the two people fighting life and death on the arena, the audience's ears are full of hoarse howls.
The masters of these voices include men, women, and unknown genders, old people, children, young and middle-aged people, land ruffians, merchants, and noble and ladies.
Here, you can not only enjoy the most brutal fight, but also experience the craziest side of human nature.
"Very well, Arnold, you are doing well."
"Thank you for the big boss praise" Arnold is not modest, and there is no need to be modest.
He did a good job and deserves to be praised from me.
I turned my head with a smile and asked Arnold: "How is the scale of the fighting arena now?"
"It has expanded to dozens of cities and towns, and within two years, it will be able to spread across the city of Dasai."
"Two years..." I frowned slightly, and I murmured.
Arnold trembled slightly, and after a few seconds of contemplation in panic, he trembled: "One...a year and a half?"
"No, just two years." I patted the railing. I said lightly: "Don’t ask for speed, ask for stability. If two years are not enough, I can give you three years. If three years are not enough, I can extend you another half year. I want My underground fighting arena runs all over Dasai City."
"Yes, the subordinates obey the orders," Arnold said: "The subordinates must do their best to do their best in the shortest time."
"Arnold, do you know why I want to extend the underground fighting arena to the entire Dasai city?"
Arnold bowed his head respectfully and said: "Please advise from the big boss."
"You, you, don't be so cautious, you are now my person, as long as you are loyal, I won't act on you, I want to hear your thoughts, right or wrong, just chatting, It doesn't matter."
"Yes" Arnold thought for a moment, and said: "What the big boss meant, did you see the power of the underground fighting arena to collect information and contacts?"
"You are right, that's the way." Leaning on the railing, I said lightly: "I need a huge underground intelligence network. It does not need to have too strong strength, but it must have a large enough network. I want to use it. These contacts know what I want to know and get what I want. As long as the information is sufficient and accurate enough, it can get twice the result with half the effort."
"Big boss's opinion" Arnold bowed and said, "The subordinates will spare no effort to build the largest intelligence empire for the big boss."
Ignoring Arnold's statement, I turned my attention to the ring again.
On the ring, the two strong and strong adventurers are all out of their power, one by one is shaky, but they are staring at each other firmly. Those eyes and the pair of gazes are like lone wolves.
When I left the underground fighting arena, the two adventurers on the ring were both killed.
They died in the ring almost at the same time. One suffered a severe heart attack and the other suffered a severe neck injury.
This situation is rare, but not uncommon.
Death is a common occurrence for underground fighting arenas.
Some of these adventurers who have experienced the baptism of life and death have become honorable bodyguards, some have been enlisted in the army, and some have been recruited by the Adventurer’s Guild as a fighting force that can be sacrificed at any time.
I believe that these adventurers who have experienced life and death have different opinions and opinions on death.
However, what makes me puzzled is why these adventurers, after stepping on the battlefield, can't pluck up the courage to fight against the vicious monsters?
Is it true that their determination not to fear life and death is false?
Along the way, I was thinking about this issue. Only when I knew Moonlight City was gradually coming into view, I finally figured out why.
It's not that their determination not to be afraid of life and death is false, but because their environment and position are biased.
In the underground fighting arena, they fight for survival. If they lose, not only will they be injured, but they won't even get enough money, so they are desperate.
But those adventurers on the battlefield have nothing to do with victory or defeat. As long as they have not become deserters, as long as they have not violated military discipline, even if they have not taken a single shot, they will still be regarded as heroes after returning to China, awarded with medals, honors, and money.
If you can get past, why should you give up your life and fight?
Back in Moonlight City, I rushed home first. The father has not yet returned, but the two elven princesses are still lying on the sofa with nothing to do as usual.
After asking what to do with the human adventurer I brought back, I hurried to the other end of the town.
There, is the location of the prison.
Seeing that it was me, the warden did not dare to neglect, so he hurriedly got up to greet him. After asking about the situation, he personally took me to the location of the detainee, and took the assassin out of the prison and handed it over to me. .
I am very grateful for his cooperation, and with a few greetings, I led the assassin out of the prison.
Along the way, the assassin's eyes were tightly blindfolded, and his ears were tightly blocked. Under my guidance, he came all the way to the tree house of the boss of Rennes.
The one who received me was one of the disciples of Boss Rennes.
In fact, I knew Boss Renn was at home, but I still showed a very natural attitude, and exchanged greetings with that disciple in order to show a false impression to the fairy queen.
I believe that within a hundred meters, many of her people are observing my behavior in secret.
This has nothing to do with trust, it is really a habit, a habit in which a superior must always understand the movements of his subordinates.
Lead the assassin into the house, close the outer door, open the hidden door, and enter the basement.
At first glance, Boss Renne was looking at a pair of pliers and thinking hard.
I smiled and said, "What kind of trouble is it that makes our boss Rennes so entangled?"
Boss Rennes coughed lightly, got to the point, and said, "What's the matter?"
"Really, you still have no sense of humor" I sighed and shook my head.
"What's the use of having a sense of humor?" Boss Rennes looked indifferently, and said, "Neither can it be used to kill people, nor can it be used to force questions."
"You're right." I replied casually. I took off the headgear and pushed the man to Renn’s boss: "Help me interrogate. You can pry out as much information as you can. Any method will do. , The torture can last as long as I need information."
Boss Renn glanced at him casually, and slowly said, "What did you commit? It made you so angry?"
"Assassinated my fiancée, I caught it."
"Received" Boss Renne grinned.
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