The First Order

In the black market of the dim bomb shelter, a yellow tungsten light bulb was visible above the head about every ten meters or so, emitting this hazy light.

The reason why it is hazy is because the air quality underground is really a bit bad.

The black market is definitely not short of money. Everyone who comes in needs to pay 10,000 yuan to enter the door. It stands to reason that the underground decoration can be better and brighter.

But the black market didn't do this, as if it was specifically designed to allow everyone to survive in the gloomy light, so that they look down on each other and hide their identities.

Fortunately, Ren Xiaosu and Yang Xiaojin are not hypocritical people, and they have stayed in the worse environment.

Yang Xiaojin said softly while walking: "There are not many official members of Anjing Temple, but many people underestimate the number of Anjing Temple A-level killers. Some A-level killers are also members of the consortium. They usually do tasks to maintain A class killer status, in order to get some information. In the past, they did not show up for most operations, but this time, I believe that many big consortiums will be interested in the experimental body 001, so I guess that this time they gathered There will be a lot of people."

"Since Anjing Temple knows that there are so many informants in the organization, why not rigorously screen the qualifications of mobile phones?" Ren Xiaosu asked curiously.

"Of course, Anjing Temple has its own set of screening criteria, and there are special people who detect various mobile phone accounts," Yang Xiaojin explained: "They don't mind killing people who are mixed into the consortium, just like now, these consortium people I am afraid it will come in handy. You have also seen that this time there are even B-level and C-level text messages received. They are afraid of coming from fewer people, not afraid of coming. Anyway, Holy Mountain is not Anjing Temple The site, no matter who is going to stir the game, it is also the game of fire, because Anjing Temple attracts them with the benefit of fire."

At this time, Ren Xiaosu suddenly felt that the killers below Anjing Temple seemed to the Anjing Temple itself to be all tools used.

At present, Anjing Temple attracts so many people to enter the Holy Mountain, I am afraid to abandon this line, after all, these people can live out, I am afraid there are not many.

"How many such black markets are in the entire Barrier Alliance?" Ren Xiaosu asked.

"That's more, but most of them are unstable and stable at the junction of several consortia, no matter what the zone is," Yang Xiaojin explained. "Like this one, and Luocheng, are all in the consortium Survive in the cracks."

"The purpose of your coming here is to hope you can follow the Anjing Temple team into the mountain?" Ren Xiaosu asked, "Will you be recognized?"

"No," Yang Xiaojin shook his head: "I don't have much intersection with Anjing Temple. Even people I know are logistics. And if there are many people coming, the flow of people must enter the Holy Mountain in batches. My aunt, they must not appear in such a conspicuous place."

"Anyone you know... is Dong Nengnan," Ren Xiaosu suddenly asked, remembering that he had seen Dong Nengnan in Luocheng.

"Yes, Dong Nengnan is one of them," Yang Xiaojin said. "Her teeth haven't grown up until now, so she can only do the logistics..."

There are countless rooms connected side by side in the bomb shelter. The rooms have no doors, just a curtain.

When passing by a house, Ren Xiaosu happened to hear the people in the discussion: "The white mask also appeared, and he was very interested in encircling and suppressing the tinder company."

Another person said: "After all, when he first appeared at barrier 73, he was also the main force in intercepting the Tinder Company during the fall of East Lake. This logic makes sense. But your information is not particularly valuable, from beginning to end. I didn’t say that he has any extraordinary abilities, I don’t know his identity, I don’t even know the identity of the sniper, and you must have heard it from other people. At that time, you were not present, so this second-hand information is not in your own eyes. See, you have to discount it again, up to 10,000 for you."

"Ten thousand is too little!"

"You listen to me, don’t you want to follow the people of Anjing Temple into the holy mountain, I guess the white mask will definitely go, then you only need to determine his ability, I will give you 500,000 to confirm his identity An additional one million will be added to you, and the identity of the sniper is also worth half a million!"

Ren Xiaosu glanced at Yang Xiaojin next to him, and Yang Xiaojin whispered to him, "Are you trying to sell yourself?"

"Who is eavesdropping outside?" The people inside opened the curtain and rushed out when they heard something outside: "My intelligence is valuable, and if I hear it, I will give money."

Ren Xiaosu was speechless, and the people inside didn't hear what they said, only found that someone outside rushed out to ask for money, and Yang Xiaojin handed over 10,000 with a smile, turned and walked away.

"This gave them the money?" Ren Xiaosu was not happy: "Why do you give them."

"This is the rules of the black market," Yang Xiaojin laughed. "The rooms in the black market have no doors, which has spawned another kind of business and touched the porcelain. The people inside may have heard our footsteps, so they deliberately said that those bad The intelligence on the main street is for us. As long as we hear it, we have to give money. It doesn’t matter if we don’t give it.

"Use information to touch porcelain..." Ren Xiaosu smashed it and smashed her mouth: "It's really a big tree. There are all kinds of birds. You already know that this rule is not. Why don't you remind me."

Yang Xiaojin said with a smile: "I also forgot, but it doesn't matter, don't this person also have to enter the Holy Mountain, it seems to be together, and the money will not be lost."

Ren Xiaosu looked at the girl's back in the back, thinking that the girl was sometimes darker than herself.

The two went along until Yang Xiaojin saw a mark in the promenade of the bomb shelter before turning into the room.

The mark is not complicated, it is a triangle mark formed by the intersection of three straight lines.

It seems that this is the mark of Anjing Temple.

Prior to this, Ren Xiaosu didn't know much about the entire underground world, and Zhou Yingxue was only a half-knowledge, so Yang Xiaojin took him into the bomb shelter as if he was revealing another world for him.

After opening the curtain, Yang Xiaojin first looked around and waited for her to confirm that the twelve people in the room did not know herself before going on.

The people in the room looked at Ren Xiaosu and Yang Xiaojin, but they found that one of them was wearing a hood and the other was wearing a cap, and they couldn't see their faces clearly. Then everyone looked away from each other, and only one person looked. Fiery staring at Ren Xiaosu.

Yang Xiaojin whispered: "No one knows."

Ren Xiaosu has a toothache: "I have..."

At this time, Da Huo sat steadily in the room, and was showing a big yellow tooth to Ren Xiaosu's smile with excitement...