Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

"mask……"

Facing the extra requirements before the payment, Wen Li was obviously a little confused.

After all, as far as she knows, this person should be able to change his appearance at will.

"Bring a pen and paper."

To prevent Miss Wen from wasting more brain cells, Fu Qian directly waved her hand, showing her grandeur.

The latter didn't have the slightest opinion and arranged it quickly.

"Paper, ink and pen?"

But after a while, Fu Qian was a little taken aback when he saw what was served.

Is it a little too cautious?
"Ah, can't it...then I have someone replace it?"

Wen Li, who was carefully spreading the paper before helping, hurriedly asked after hearing this.

"No, I didn't express it accurately enough."

Before paying, he introspected and reached out to take it.

It would be appropriate to use this painting, seeing Wen Li's skillful technique, he is indeed from a scholarly family.

Fu Qian recalled that he smashed people's paperweights in Wen's mansion.

It's a pity we haven't touched this thing for too long.

The next moment he picked up the pen and dipped in the ink, and after a little thought, he began to quickly outline the shape of a facial makeup.

Soon under Fu Qian's precise control, a facial makeup appeared on the paper.

King Kong glared, and his appearance was solemn. Although he was only in black and white, he could feel a majestic majesty, and Wen Li nodded repeatedly.

"You want me to help you find a mask like this?"

"Don't be too particular about it, just buy a blank one and just paint it on."

Put down the pen before paying, with an easy-going attitude.

"Is that so..."

Unexpectedly, Wen Li had a strange expression the next moment.

"what happened?"

"Actually, I have a blank mask here..."

Fu Qian was silent for a moment.

Looking down at his calligraphy, he found that he still underestimated Wen Li's level of leisure as a capitalist.

……

Wen Li really didn't brag, and soon someone brought over a few white masks, and even thoughtfully distinguished the different silhouettes.

Fu Qian was not polite either, he picked a relatively large one at random, and then splashed ink again to quickly paint out a mask.

After a while, Fu Qian expressed his satisfaction while holding the finished product that was not flexible but seemed to have a fierce look.

As for the clothes, last time Wen Li helped Yuan Shan confuse Ariel with a windbreaker.

At the request of Fu Qian, Wen Li had already had the other arm changed into a wide sleeve robe.

Fu Qian took it and put it on at this time, and his sleeves fluttered as he walked.

Although there are no deformed limbs, but with this mask, it is quite strange, extraordinary.

"There is an inexplicable sense of coordination."

For a while, even Wen Li next to him couldn't help but like it, but at the same time expressed concern.

"However, won't such an image be too eye-catching when you go out?"

After all, in her opinion, in a busy city like Shangjing, if she really went out to carry out any action, wearing such a conspicuous mask might not be as good as running naked with her real face.

"so what!"

But Fu Qian was very in the mood, snorted coldly, and stood with his hands behind his back.

"I've heard about the big names in Shangjing for a long time, and I'm here this time to ask for advice from heroes from all walks of life."

"...Then I will give you Jiang En's address now?"

After the lines were finished, Wen Li's expression turned petrified, and she struggled to speak after a while.

"Don't worry, we'll talk about it when it gets dark."

Unexpectedly, Fu Qian took off the mask and pointed outside.

"Plus Taylor Goulard's."

"……it is good."

Although he was photographed by Fu Qian's outlandish clothes and didn't understand why he paid attention to Jiang En and the two, Wen Li was not too worried.

During the period of dealing with Fu Qian, he has seen too many big scenes.

And let's not talk about Fu Qian's laid-back attitude, Yuan Shan clearly grasped his interest in Jiang En and the other two.

In any case, it shouldn't be too scary to do anything too scary under the nose of the chief night watchman, right?

Fu Qian's next performance seemed to confirm this guess.

Not only continued to drink tea leisurely, but even accepted Wenli's invitation to have dinner.

I don't know if it's because Mr. Wen and Mr. Wen came to train again, and the chef's skills seem to have improved again.

The guests and the host enjoyed themselves for a while, and Fu Qian didn't get up until night fell.

Recalling the addresses of the two young talents provided by Wenli, he discerned the direction slightly and disappeared into the vast night.

……

Choose to act at night, of course not because of the eye-catching shape.

As early as after listening to Yuan Shan's introduction to those two, Fu Qian basically made up his mind.

The reason is also very simple, his first target is not Jiang En, but Taylor, who is also known as him.

In view of the fact that the information obtained from Yuan Shan and Wen Li is rich enough, I already have a grasp of the general situation of the target.

Theoretically speaking, the next thing to do is to find out what Jiang En's ritual content is.

Going to him directly, of course serving him with a big punishment is one way, but Fu Qian didn't intend to make it so intense.

As for the reason, to put it bluntly, it was a troubled time, and it was for Chief Yuan to share his worries.

To be sincere, I don't want to startle the snake.

Fu Qian was still very curious about the reason why a player who didn't reach the middle level attracted the attention of the warehouse.

If it is too direct, I am afraid that it may scare away some clues, or even complete the task accidentally.

So until then, might as well touch on a softer note.

The reason for choosing Taylor is also very simple. The opponent is often the person who knows you best.

Yuan Shan and Wen Li successively confirmed that Jiang En and Jiang En are often compared. If there is no secret rivalry between them, the possibility is unlikely.

Considering that blood races are generally active at night, Fu Qian decided to cooperate with Taylor's time.

……

According to the information provided by Wen Li, because the body picking incident was too publicized, although Taylor was not taken back to assist in the investigation, he was afraid that someone would be watching him and he was not allowed to leave Shangjing.

When Fu Qian rushed to the destination, he found that this was the case.

Similar to Embo's residence, but much smaller around the courtyard, it looks very quiet.

And it was easy for Fu Qian to distinguish a certain middle-level person sitting in the car.

The latter seemed to be dozing off, but he had been staring at Taylor's residence.

The Night Watchman was quite cautious, and directly asked a mid-level to do this kind of stalking work.

However, they seem to have underestimated the heritage of an ancient family.

Fu Qian didn't rush in, but looked at the dark shadow somewhere in the night.

It was a darker black than elsewhere, and it even seemed to flow slowly.

This concealment effect, even if it is only slightly weaker than Serana, should it be the effect of some extraordinary item?

After the notes were bought by him, brother Taylor still has such a collection, he really deserves to be the heir of pure blood!

At the same time as Fu Qian was feeling emotional, the black mass had already quietly swam to the distance, out of the surveillance of the Night Watcher.

The next moment, the darkness squirmed and quickly transformed into a human form.

He has a tall and straight figure with pale skin. Although he is hunched over at the moment, he still has the innate elegance.

It really is Brother Taylor.