Linghai Night Watch

Chapter 1 Long Street Rain Curtain, Night Watchman
Yunhai City.

At the beginning of September, the night is dark, the clouds are dense, and the stars are hidden.

In the cold wind, autumn rain falls gracefully and unrestrainedly in the streets and alleys.

At the end of the alley, amidst the sound of dripping rain, a voice full of ridicule suddenly sounded.

"Interesting! Really interesting! When did you group of wild dogs in the dark start working part-time to catch fugitives, or did you come here to trouble me! Night watchmen!!!"

Under the rain, a man in a black raincoat was playing with a silver pistol. Looking at the figure wearing a husky mask and holding an oil-paper umbrella not far away, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he smiled playfully.

Snapped!
The pistol was raised sharply, and under the washing of the rain, it pointed quietly at the figure ahead, and the man in black continued to whisper:

"In addition, Death Paradise is doing business. When will it be your night watchman's turn to intervene? If you don't want to die, get out of here."

tread!tread!tread!
The water splashed, and the masked man holding the oil-paper umbrella seemed to have not seen the gun in the man's hand, stepping on the rainwater on the ground, walking towards him unhurriedly.

Seeing the figure getting closer and closer, although the smile on the corner of his mouth remained unchanged, the man in black kept cursing in his heart.

"Damn it, I met the night watchman at this time, and he is still a completely ignorant lunatic. If I had known that I would not have emptied the bullets in the gun just now, what a damn guy!"

While cursing in his heart, the man in black also glanced around from the corner of his eye, looking for the direction to escape.

Under the rain, the masked man who was approaching quickly finally spoke.

[Zhang Haoqing, belongs to one of the seven major alliances, Death Paradise]

【Code Name: Green Scorpion】

[Skill: Green Rain Poison Needle]

【Spiritual Sea Level: 7】

"Received the invitation a year ago, officially passed the assessment three months ago, and successfully joined Death Paradise. A week ago, Zhang Haolan's family was massacred in room 12 on the 1209th floor of Lanyue Community, and an antique Loulan ring worth 12 federal coins was stolen."

"Currently listed as an F-level wanted criminal by the Linghai Federation, with a reward of 3 federal coins, he is now arrested. If anyone resists, he will be killed on the spot!"

As Zhang Haoqing told his origins like countless treasures of the mask, a flush of anger suddenly rose on Zhang Haoqing's face.

However, what made him angry faster was the oil-paper umbrella in the masked man's hand. The oil-paper umbrella was suddenly put away, and it pierced through the night like a shooting star under the rain, piercing Zhang Haoqing's forehead.

boom!
Zhang Haoqing gritted his teeth tightly, clenched the pistol without bullets, and blocked the tip of the oiled paper umbrella that was stabbing at him.

"Bastard, you are just a night watchman, why are you arresting me, you are just hounds under the dark night of the Federation! You are breaking the rules by doing this, the night watchman only has the right to supervise..."

boom!
Feeling the terrifying power on the pistol, Zhang Haoqing roared unwillingly.

"Bastard, if it weren't for the [Forbidden] in the city, unable to fully use the power of the Linghai, you are worthy of attacking me, damn it!"

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
It's a pity that no matter how much he cursed and was unwilling, the masked man on the opposite side was like an emotionless machine, holding an oiled paper umbrella, stepping on the rain curtain and stabbing him between the eyebrows continuously.

"Damn it, why don't you change places? You're really going to die, you don't even want to arrest me, do you?"

boom!
As he kept retreating, Zhang Haoqing finally failed to escape from the blockade of the masked man, and leaned weakly against the wall at the end of the alley.

Looking at the umbrella tip that was getting closer and closer, the stories that happened in the past three months could not help appearing in his mind.

It slowly turned into a long sigh, looking at the masked man behind the umbrella tip, Zhang Haoqing suddenly smiled evilly.

"I'm really not reconciled! In vain I worked so hard to join Death Paradise, and even killed my dear brother's family in order to complete the mission, but I never thought that I would end up in the hands of you night watchmen. If it weren't for the fact that there are [Forbidden] I can't use the power of Linghai, if it wasn't for the lack of bullets in my gun, if it wasn't for this damn heavy rain, how could you catch me..."

puff!

The umbrella tip penetrated Zhang Haoqing's eyebrows without the slightest hesitation, and the blood flowed down the oil-paper umbrella and slowly fell towards the ground under the washing of the rain.

pat!pat!
Just when the masked man was about to take out the oiled paper umbrella, suddenly Zhang Haoqing in front of him suddenly raised his hands to hold the oiled paper umbrella in his hand, and whispered softly under the rain.

"Night watchman, welcome to Death Paradise, I am waiting for your arrival in the Holy Land of the Dead, hahaha... the secret realm of Linghai, it is a pity that I have not missed the chance to see it in the end, but this is really a dreamlike journey! But, Why, am I so unwilling!"

Accompanied by the rain, two lines of bloody tears fell from the corners of Zhang Haoqing's eyes. Looking at the indifferent eyes under the mask in front of him, the bloody tears fell faster.

If he was given another chance, he would definitely kill that damned crow when he saw it, and he would never kill his beloved relatives and friends for power.

It's a pity that there is no chance to do all this again!
……

On April [-]th, Yunhai City, which had just rained all night, suddenly became cold with gusts of spring breeze.

Pedestrians on the road had to put on winter clothes in advance to resist the autumn tiger after the rain.

Sanlao Changjie, No. 72, in a very hidden courtyard.

"Hmm! Xiao Ce, are you sure this guy doesn't have that [Loulan Ring] on him?"

In the backyard lobby, a slightly bald middle-aged man frowned and asked the opposite boy.

"Well! The body has already been handed over to Sister Qinglan, and Brother Wu also searched inside and outside that guy's rental house, and it is true that there is no trace of the "Loulan Ring". If nothing else, the ring should have been taken He traded out, after all, he belongs to Death Paradise..."

The boy called Xiao Ce responded with a cold face and indifference.

"Okay! Let's do this for now. This time it will be hard for you. Go back and rest first!" After speaking, the bald man covered his forehead with a headache, looked at the information about Zhang Haoqing on the desktop, and thought about what to do. Reply to the adults above.

As Zhang Haoqing said, the current night watchman has lost the right to act, and only the right to monitor the night is left. This time they killed Zhang Haoqing, a minion belonging to the Death Paradise without authorization, which is considered a violation of the covenant. What's more, they didn't find the key [Loulan] ancient ring that was recently rumored to open a secret spiritual realm outside the city for the lord above.

So if one is not careful this time, the adults above will probably let their night watchmen face the monsters of the seven major alliances.

At that time, Wang Xuance, the young night watchman whom he had placed high hopes on, might be in a lot of trouble.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
Tapping his fingers on the table, the bald man whispered slowly into the empty room after a long time.

"How about it, is this kid lying? Is "Loulan" really no longer on him! Amin, you should know that the meaning of this ring to those "big shots" is not just a secret place in the spiritual sea."

"No, if Loulan is really on him, or as long as he touches Loulan, the alarm has already been heard, so the thing should have been hidden by Zhang Haoqing, or sold, and I still keep the previous one. From my point of view, the news about [Loulan] may be a bait deliberately released by someone..."

"Okay, you should know that I don't want to discuss this with you, and you should have seen the current situation, because at that time, the status of our night watchmen in the federation has been falling again and again, and now we are even worse than the Great Wall Guards Those savages. If that lord fails to be promoted to a member of parliament in this parliamentary election, we night watchmen will be banned sooner or later, so no matter whether the news of the damn ring is true or not, we must show that we have worked hard to find out. manner."

……

On Sanlao Street, Wang Ce held an oil-paper umbrella, and under the blowing of the autumn wind, he walked hurriedly towards the distance.

Wang Xuance didn't know anything about the subsequent conversation in the courtyard, but even if he knew, it didn't matter to him. After all, he was just a trainee night watchman who hadn't become a full-time member. Whether the night watchman was banned or not, it didn't have much to do with him.

Big deal, just find another job.

Although the Night Watchman has a long history, it was an organization established in the early days of the Federation, before the Spirit Sea Secret Realm appeared. It even existed for one purpose at the beginning, and that was to resist the invasion of goblins outside the Great Wall.

Even later, with the appearance of the spiritual sea fruit and the establishment of the seven alliances to resist monsters, the night watchman is still the most mysterious violent organization in the federation, the most powerful team to resist the monster race.

It's a pity that all these glory came to an end ten years ago.

Ten years ago, the previous leader of the Night Watch suddenly disappeared, followed by assassinations of the Night Watch's gold deacons, and attacks on the Night Watch strongholds in major cities.

For a while, the night watch crowd had no leader, and the top combat power plummeted. Finally, after signing a series of unequal treaties, they reluctantly retained their supervisory rights.

Only recently, with the backing of a federal candidate, has there been any signs of recovery!
(End of this chapter)