The Legendary Mechanic

Blood Tears Complaint! Fishing Law Enforcement Dark Curtain Behind Smart Plague!

“Urgent notice! The black market that smuggled the virus hired fraud! Probably the bait of three civilizations!

I was the previous player who shared virus smuggling in the forum, an hour ago I moved with the Guild on the edge of the ancient star desert, suddenly encountered the ambush of three civilizations, the black star personally shot out the entire Guild, now all sealed in time and space amber, I don't know how long it will take to unseal, I guess I'm going to scrap.

I didn't understand where the wind was leaking. Fortunately, Black Star thought we had no way out of here. I thought we couldn't leak secrets. So it really surprised me to reveal the plans of the three civilizations. I didn't expect the anonymous employers on the black market, with the eyes of the three civilizations mixed! Their goal is to elicit the instability that dares to accept the task, fish law enforcement, and break it one by one!

It's horrible. At present, no one but our guild knows this secret. I'm posting now, and I just can't bear to see that other brothers have also been victimized by the three great civilizations, so I hereby warn you, don't let the old black star thief trick you! ”

To prove what he said was true, the Prince of Melancholy also sent a screenshot and a video of Black Star speaking yes.

Once the post was published, it was like throwing a lit match in a biogas tank, and all the bickering and conservative players blew up the pot.

[Back German Trilogy: Surprised, so those black market hires were fishing enforcement?! Σ (Eh ° ° °;) eh]

[Something important: I told you, how could those conservative camps leave such omissions behind? Turns out there was another plan. The three civilizations were plotting (insidious and cunning), and it was fun * * * * * * *]

[Chief of Military Base: Black star is a black star, people like his name, the heart is really black❥]

[Qing Ningzi: Hahaha, I'm so laughing. Where are those little cookies that envy the Ancient Star Apocalypse players? Why aren't they talking?

[Chopping people is not chopping jobs: in that way, the main line of the camp is clearly distinguished, opposed to disaster, standing on the side of order to sweep away evil, and supporting disaster is against the three civilizations, I really admire the courage of these players, I don't go to hell who go to hell (͡ ° ᴥ ͡ ° ʋ)]

All the conservative players opposed to fuelling it were fortunate and happy, while the players who had supported the proliferation disaster before the opposition were shocked, all of them closed their dishes without saying anything right.

Especially those players who have already been hired on the black market, bewitched by heavenly rewards, are all dismayed. A large number of people rushed out of their employment tasks and feared that they would also be enforced by the three major civilized fishermen.

[Young Bull Eats Old Grass: Let Me Kangkang Who's Troubling (Blackstar Grass Show.jpg)]

[Legion Leader's Big Machine: Black Star: Pfft, you're gone! (▼ dishes ▼ #)]

[Licking friends will be immortal: Alas, if it weren't for the owner of the building, we would still be covered in drums, and the law enforcement team would beat us all up... If there's more to it, the owner saved our lives, it's good enough, I'll drink to it first, tons of tons ~]

[Senior Taosheng Network Member: The owner paid too much to get this information, and the good guy is safe for life. PS: If the owner is ready to change the number, I can kindly sponsor 100 Inar]

[Verding Aid Corps · Ge Er Gun: mourning for the owner (⑉ ꒦ ິ ^ ꒦ ິ ⑉)]

[Fish don't pee: mourn +1]

[Haila's Licking Dog No. 666: Dude, I think you should stop calling yourself a depressed prince and change to a depressed prince (* * ㅿ *;)]

Not that nobody doubts the authenticity of the post, but seeing the screenshots and videos posted by the Prince of Melancholy can only admit that this is true.

The post exposed by the Prince of Melancholy cautioned a large number of players, many of whom were indeed frightened, becoming skeptics and throwing rat taboos.

He also thought the fishing operation, which had successfully destroyed the three civilizations, was offensive, and in fact, his operation had not escaped Han Xiao's calculations.

A pair of hidden eyes looked at the forum and saw that so many players believed the letter "Operation Fishing” was true. Han Xiao knew that his initiative had worked and couldn't help but smile.

Melancholy... Oh, this guy has changed his name, and the Prince of Depression is doing a great job this time, reducing his sentence by a few minutes appropriately - although this guy is still in the drums, immersed in exasperating fantasies.

……

Ancient Apocalypse, Chivens.

The planet, which does not belong to any civilized regime, was contracted out by several consortiums many years ago and converted into an interstellar neutral port, which was later taken over by the interstellar black market, making it a transit supply station for grey forces and famous for its ancient deserts.

Traces of wanted criminals and a large number of grey forces can be seen here, as well as many grey forces with headquarters or branches here, where, out of certain acquiescence and dealings, interstellar civilization acquiesces to the existence of such grey transit stations and does not send guards to carry them out. Though such places are mixed with dragon snakes, they are not impossible zones, where large organizations in the black market tend to establish order.

And the organization sitting in Chi-Venus is part of the black market administrator, the Black Code, which is a broker organization.

Black market managers have a wide variety of types of organizations, including mercenaries, arms dealers, mining teams, etc., and the biggest voice among them is the brokerage industry, which travels the upper tier route, wandering among civilizations, and providing shelter and guarantees for other black market organizations to build bridges.

The Black Code is this type of power, and it is richer in business, guaranteeing employment and auctions in circulation on the black market with the reputation and reputation accumulated over the years. It also has the function of an intermediate exchange, which is basically equivalent to the black market version of a bank.

The security of the funds has always been a concern for the grey forces, and it is amazing how many underground black money circulates through them every day, scattering across the entire interstellar black market, keeping all financial failures of the Black Code secret.

And enormous power needs equal strength to sustain it, not to mention in the grey world of weak meat. The Black Code is well funded, spending a lot of money to sustain a large army, while standing behind them as a super A-status asylum… these factors ensure the superior status of the Black Code among black market managers.

The senior position of the organization is called the Code-Chief, and the leader is the Chief Code-Chief, down the second and third lines, and so on. There are five deputy chiefs, all the way to the sixth seat, each presiding over one side.

At this moment, in the general rudder of Chivens, the Third Codex, who presides over the ancient desert business, is standing in front of the floor window of the office, looking up at the stars beneath the pitch-black sky, frowning slightly.

A deputy dressed in a silver black uniform walked into the room and was curious:

“Third Codex, what are you thinking? ”

“Nothing... just a little upset all of a sudden. ”

The third code raised its hand and kneaded the raised eyebrows, some distracted.

As a hybrid growth species, the Third Codex chief possesses a special gift, and the Sixth Sense is acute, occasionally blurring into future fragments.

Since the previous few days, he has been constantly distracted and disturbed, as if something bad was about to happen.

“Then I'll go and get you some medicine from Anshen.” When the deputy heard the news, he turned around and went out.

“No, I'm fine. ”

The Third Codex called him and turned around and asked:

“Tell me what you want to report to me. ”

“Here's the thing…” said the deputy officer, positively: "I have uncovered rumours that the three civilizations are clandestinely and massively spreading black-market hiring and fishing law enforcement to capture black-market mercenaries. ”

“Where did your intel come from? Online rumors?” The Third Code is long and frowned upon.

“No, no, there are no rumors about this in the ancient star desert's star network. I heard some people say it privately, so I did some research in secret and found out that this rumor didn't know how to get out. I think it might be a hidden hazard, so I came to report it to you...”

The third codifier shook his head: "Your sources are unreliable and untrustworthy, and we, as guarantors hired by the black market, accept applications from anonymous employers but also conduct certain investigations. This fishing enforcement thing is undermining our credibility, and twice we can tolerate it, but if we want to keep using our reputation to massively implement the program, the organization can't be undiscovered. ”

“You're right, I did more than that.” The deputy nodded.

“There's nothing wrong with you, it's good to have such vigilance. ”

The Third Codex continued to look out the window and said:

“We are the beacon of black market order, relying on powerful forces on the one hand, and on the reputation and credibility accumulated over the years, and on the belief in our professional integrity by the evildoers of grey forces, which is our core competitiveness, at any time… even in the face of death, we cannot undermine the rules of integrity, secrecy, justice and security, or undermine the very foundations of the organization and the order of the black market as a whole. ”

“Understood." The deputy remembered in his heart and admired it.

Brush!

The voice just dropped, and a telecommunications image suddenly popped up next to the two, revealing an observer's panicked face.

“Bad, radar detects an Imperial fleet approaching, the other party is not hiding their whereabouts, the destination is Chivens, no advance notice! ”

The third code has a long face, uncertain, and the sixth sense is stronger.

Normally, the three civilizations do not visit the gray transit station in a havoc, and today the Imperial Fleet suddenly arrives as an uninterrupted guest, apparently with bad visitors.

He immediately thought of the plague of intelligence, and it seemed that there was no other reason for the Empire to come to the door.

But the Third Codex was also a man who had seen the big wind wave. He calmed down quickly and said:

“Who is the leader of the Imperial Fleet? ”

The Empire was a big one, but he was also a powerful star figure, with a super A-class protector behind him as a mountain reclining, and the Third Codex still had some temper to talk to the Empire.

With this in mind, he made a dark decision, and if the Empire's leader was not of a high rank, he felt that he did not have to greet him intentionally. Instead, he could stay here and wait for the Empire to come and talk to him on its own initiative.

The deputy contacted, suddenly shocked, swallowed a spit, and trembled:

“Third Codex, Commander of this Imperial Fleet, seems to be a black star...”

The voice had just fallen, the third code had a dramatic change in its long face, and it had lost its cool.

He kept his mouth shut and the big step meteor rushed out the door, walking and anxiously ordering:

“Go, go, go, go. Get me the vehicle. I'll meet His Excellency Black Star at the pier! ”

If you were an ordinary Imperial officer, the Third Codex would still be able to bully himself.

But he came from a black star named after him. Even the strongest protector on the black market became the other's collection. Where did he have the nerve to stay at home and wait for the black star to come to his door?

……

As soon as the Imperial fleet entered the port, Han Xiao stepped onto the pier and saw the Third Codex with a group of subordinates greeting him. Congratulations.

The two met, and Han Xiao did not chill out with him. He offered to talk about a deal and let the Third Codex lead the way to the conference room.

Carefully escorted by the Third Codex Chief, a pedestrian came to the Black Codex branch on the planet and sat in the conference room.

After sitting down, Han Xiao looked up at the third Codex length opposite him and slowly opened his mouth:

“You're a smart man, and I'm sure you understand what the Empire's coming for, and I'm not going to do it with you. The Black Code guarantees anonymous hiring, leading to a large number of black market mercenaries smuggling viruses in the Ancient Apocalypse, increasing the risk of virus leakage, and now on behalf of the Black Star Corps and the Red Empire, I ask you to suspend your hiring sponsorship services and release this anonymous employer's information to facilitate our capture. ”

“Impossible!” The Third Codex refuses categorically, "This is not in line with the purpose of our Black Codex. We never divulge user information, I...”

Han Xiao interrupted his remarks and said, “The purpose of your black market organization is higher than the rule of the three civilizations? In other words, the Black Codex is iron and wants to spread disaster and make the whole universe spiritual. ”

Third Codex hurriedly screamed:

“Of course not, we have just been neutral, before and after the outbreak of the intelligent plague, nothing has changed, we simply maintain this platform...”

“Don't fool me with that. ”

Han Xiao's fingers lit up the table and slowed down:

“You do not act, you acquiesce in others leaking the virus, you do not act, you are fuelling the disaster, the current situation does not allow the existence of neutral parties, neither I nor the three civilizations want to see someone speculate in a serious disaster. ”

Rumor has it, the third code has a long, gloomy face.

Bad hunch test, he thinks black star is an issue to play, trying to take away their mature black market guarantee platform in the Ancient Star desert.

If Blackstar was alone, it would not have left him so helpless, but this time Blackstar came with a decree, which represented the attitude of the three civilizations with the “Sangfang sword”.

Don't look at the black Codex forces all over the stars, the three civilizations want to crush it equally free of gray power, not to mention the fact that the ancient desert is now blockaded without outside help.

The Third Codex was unwilling, but there was no other way. He could not even notify Headquarters in the ancient desert. He had to shake his scalp.

“Lord Black Star, do you have to do this? We stand behind you, His Excellency Uru, who, like you, is also a super A..."

Han Shawton was happy: “Oh, look at that. You're trying to threaten me with courage, not to mention that your protector can't come back outside, even if he does. ”

Third Codex bites his teeth, sweeps the Imperial soldier next to him, and builds courage:

“I know your intentions, and you want to use this opportunity to infiltrate the black market, to take control of some channels, and the three civilizations now acquiesce in your actions, but after the disaster is resolved? They won't sit there and hold your hand so long that they will certainly receive your results, so your actions now will only cheapen three civilizations, why be so aggressive? ”

“Bold! How dare you provoke divorce! ”

The Imperial Sergeant beside him was furious and pulled his gun at the head of the Third Codex.

At this point, Han Xiao raised his hand and asked the Imperial Guard to put away his weapon, laughing and moaning:

“You don't know me, I'm just a profiteer, but I'm not going to take a wrong position on this big, fat, fat problem. ”

Third Codex long bite teeth, hard work will:

“The three civilizations acquiesce in you, is to use you, offend the big black market organizers are you, then the three civilizations come to pick the victory fruit, the black stars in the hall are willing to be exploited? ”

“Oh, wipe out the darkness, everyone is responsible, sin is guilty. ”

Han Xiao smiled.

“Moreover, exploitation is inherently a mutual matter, and it is unlikely that anyone who benefits or loses will. ”

Instead of negotiating, he decided to eat the Black Code.

Ancient Apocalypse is now an isolated island, which, under the catalyst of disaster, has torn the veil of equal hypocrisy, completely revealing the face of dictatorship, with three civilizations endorsing him, and he has nothing to worry about.

In such cases, with the exception of protected interplanetary civilizations, other private civilian forces are merely food in front of sharks, and if they do not cooperate, they will suffer the scourge of extinction.

See, the Third Codex knew that things were inviolable, and that it would be useless to keep your mouth shut. He suddenly exhaled, leaning backwards, and had no cuteness in his face.

“Anyway, I can't resist. All channels of the Black Codex in the Ancient Desert are yours...”

Rumor has it, Lieutenant, it's incredible to look at the Third Codex and question him.

- That's not what you just said. Death as promised cannot undermine the credibility and reputation of the organization!

When he sensed the Deputy's gaze, the Third Codex threw back a nasty look:

What, can't I just brag?

The black star is sitting across the street. I'm dying. You're dying!

Can bend and stretch, show heroes their true colors!

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(Lately the weather has turned cold, I have a feeling this time of year will catch a cold_(: 3 ")_