Ta ta ta.

Hearing footsteps outside the door, the old fox's expression changed slightly. He hurriedly put on his clothes, but the blood spilling from his body dripped onto the ground along his thighs and trouser legs.

"Captain! Niuzi! Great Niuzi is gone! What are we going to do about cultivation in the future! I haven't even absorbed any yang energy or lifespan, and he's already run off!"

The person who barged in was none other than the Taimei (gang girl) of the Short-Tail tribe, loudly proclaiming the secrets of the Short-Tail tribe, making the old fox's face darken.

Among all the members of the merchant troupe, she was the most rebellious and undisciplined.

"Hua Zhu, I will naturally find someone to fill the position of guest elder. Lord Mang has an agreement with us and will not reveal the tribe's secrets. But if you keep yelling like this, I think the other humans will eventually discover our secrets and want to kill us!"

"I'm just anxious, why are you yelling so loudly! Go find property management if you dare!"

"...I don't understand what you're saying. Anyway, be safe, and I'll arrange everything."

"Hurry up, hurry up! I'm starving and thirsty!!"

……

Phoenix Organization, Chunuan City Branch.

A pure white, three-dimensional room.

An Dong'er sat in a chair, calmly eating dry, hard bread. Her eyes were dull, like a lost refugee or a soulless walking corpse.

Beside her, a middle-aged man with a face full of festering, rotten flesh was rhythmically pounding the table with his fist, again and again.

The white long table, made of some unknown material, was gradually indented with circles of fist marks, cracks spreading out, and sinking inwards.

"Gagaga! Gagaga! Gagaga!"

A long-haired woman, as if with suction cups on her feet, made a creepy, strange laugh. She walked upside down on the ceiling in a contorted way. With each step, small droplets of water fell, like raindrops in the night.

Dong!

Dong!

Dong!

An Dong'er raised her eyelids.

At the door, a man wearing general's armor was using his head to ram the door, again and again, in a continuous loop.

And beside her, a handsome, fair-skinned young boy was smiling at her, slowly opening his mouth, like a python measuring the size of its prey. His mouth opened to the size of An Dong'er's head, and saliva streamed down, drenching An Dong'er's face.

Creak.

Just then, the door opened.

It was the person bringing the food.

Without any warning, the armored man slammed into the person who opened the door.

With a bang, the head exploded, blood splattering everywhere. The others who came to deliver the food screamed and scrambled back, slamming the door shut and fleeing madly.

But all this only made An Dong'er glance in the direction of the door before continuing to gnaw on her dry, hard bread.

……

Behind a huge glass door, Ma Zuo observed everything.

In the pure white room, only An Dong'er was quietly sitting in the chair, eating bread.

However, on the pure white long table in front of her, fist marks appeared out of nowhere, causing the table to crack.

Above her head, [night rain] would also fall randomly, sporadically hitting every corner of the room.

The only entrance and exit to the room emitted strange dong dong dong sounds, and the door vibrated.

As the research staff opened the door to deliver the food...

Dong!

The head of the researcher standing at the front exploded directly, and the headless corpse fell down amidst the splashing blood.

The others were frightened and panicked, and quickly sealed the room.

Seeing this scene, Ma Zuo's heart sank.

"Yin Messenger…"

"Still a little short… still missing something…"

"But the opportunity is right in front of us… she is the only chance!"

"Lord Fengwang is urging me more and more, and is becoming suspicious…"

"The days we can keep her are numbered."

Suddenly, Ma Zuo saw An Dong'er raise her head and seem to look directly at him through the huge glass door.

His expression changed. Even someone as strong as Ma Zuo felt his heart pounding, and a chilling sense of horror welled up in his heart.

Bang!!

Suddenly, there was a loud explosion. An underling who had run over at some point had a huge bloody hole blasted through his chest. Through the empty cavity, one could even see the wall behind him.

The underling was stunned for a moment, not even understanding what had happened, before collapsing.

The paper in the underling's hand flew out and was caught by Ma Zuo.

"The Supreme Guest Elder of the Da Yang Merchant Troupe is visiting, the plan has changed, Guest Elder Bing is dead, Captain Yang is dead, Yang Hongxia has not been captured and is about to inherit the Da Yang Merchant Troupe. The Fox Merchant Troupe was probed, the former guest elder Mang Niuzi left with our troupe's secrets, requesting to eliminate him, hereby reporting."

"The Old City Merchant Troupe urgently reports that the Supreme Guest Elder of the Da Yang Merchant Troupe is visiting, Guest Elder Bing is dead, and Captain Yang has died in office."

"The Kongshan Merchant Troupe urgently reports that the Supreme Guest Elder of the Da Yang Merchant Troupe is visiting, refusing recruitment, and seems willing to stand up for the Da Yang Merchant Troupe, requesting to issue a kill order."

Just trivial matters.

But there's really no time to delay here.

Taking one last deep look at An Dong'er, who was looking directly at him, Ma Zuo quickly left.

"The materials… are still too few!"

And in the sealed space, the air around An Dong'er seemed to tremble and vibrate. In the corners of the space, the faint sound of a baby crying could be heard, as a new member was added to the family to help.

……

Fang Yue is back.

Returned to the Da Yang Merchant Troupe.

He found that the so-called information merchant was a little different from what he had imagined.

The intelligence merchants knew the general information like the back of their hand, and charged extremely high prices.

But as soon as you dig deeper, wanting some inside information, probing the bottom line, the intelligence merchant would shut up.

"Money."

That's right, it's money!

When asked about all the information of the [Phoenix Organization], the information merchant actually asked for 10,000 gold stones!

If I had 10,000 gold stones, I would have crushed the Phoenix Organization to death. Why would I come here to ask you for information?

"This is called a gag fee. If you can't afford this price, the information of the Phoenix Organization will not be provided to the public."

Fang Yue was convinced.

In the whole world, the only one who can afford this money is probably the Qing Kingdom emperor.

When asked how many people had bought this information, the price of 100 gold stones directly dissuaded him.

Such a question costs 100 gold stones. Do you think gold stones are free?

Fang Yue was so angry that he was shaking. When will the Rain-level Youkai (supernatural creatures) stand up? Your 100 heads are only enough for one piece of information. Look at what you've become? wΑp.kanshuWu.net

It is recommended to immediately smash the intelligence merchants of Chunuan City, smash them all to death! KanShuLa

Fang Yue thought fiercely, but he had no money and was really helpless.

After thinking about it, Fang Yue changed his angle and asked, "I want the whereabouts of Ma Zuo of the Phoenix Organization."

"Don't ask. Most of the information related to the Phoenix Organization has gag fees. If you can't afford the price, there's no need to ask."

Fang Yue's face darkened. What a terrible service attitude!!

"How can you say I'm also a customer? Your [Xu Dou] intelligence organization, don't go too far."