Become a legend in the interstellar

Chapter 475 Spiritual Victory
A bar is the epitome of the whole town.

There are only two kinds of people here, one who inflicts violence and the other who suffers violence.

In most cases, both identities are fixed and there is no possibility of reversal.

Just like the emaciated young man Su Xia saw now.

With that young man's ability, if he didn't have a chance, he would never be able to stand up in this life. He would only become more and more numb like other slaves, until one day death also fell on him.

This is probably the life of most people, who can only move forward along a certain unchangeable path, and spend their whole life in various unwillingness and aggrieved.

Su Xia looked away, stopped paying attention to the boy, controlled the nano-robot to move forward, and found a place near the center of the bar.

He entered the bar, naturally to obtain information.

Although this kind of place is chaotic, there are many treasures that can be discovered buried under the chaos.

Look at those drunk people, their rationality and vigilance are far from normal, as long as they are provoked casually, they may tell the secrets hidden deep in their hearts.

Even, maybe there is no need to provoke them, they will speak out by themselves when they are almost drunk.

There were also people sitting in a corner and communicating quietly, exchanging news that each other knew.

"This place is more chaotic than Zero Tavern, and it is much more difficult to obtain information." Su Xia looked as usual, quietly listening to the information sent back by the nano-robot.

Compared with most branches of Zero Tavern, the bar in Mercenary Town is indeed messier, noisier, and more disorderly.

Fortunately, Su Xia has enough time and patience to find the desired information in the chaos.

"Boss Wang Teng is really powerful. Only he can scare the masked monsters into trouble." A mercenary with a blushing face said loudly.

"Yes, a toast to Boss Wang Teng!" Someone immediately echoed.

Many mercenaries in the tavern were saying similar things.

Praising Wang Teng seems to be praising the Lord in their hearts.

As for how many of them are sincere, it is unknown.

Maybe some people really admire Wang Teng, but there must be some who yelled deliberately. After all, this is Wang Teng's territory, and there may be Wang Teng's eyes in the bar.

"Hey, if it weren't for that damn masked man, why would we be so scared every day?"

"Yes, it's all due to that nasty masked man!"

Maybe the praise for Wang Teng is false, but the hatred for Su Xia is real!
The wine glasses collided, ding-dong, and the muddy wine splashed all over the floor.

The voices scolding Su Xia became louder and louder in the glass of wine, and everyone was venting their dissatisfaction and hatred in their hearts.

Someone even took out a metal mask on the spot, poured high-strength alcohol on it, and ignited it amidst the cheers and shouts of the crowd.

With a bang, the alcohol detonated, and the entire metal mask was enveloped in raging fire.

"it is good!"

"Good burn!"

"We burned the masked man!"

The drunkard mercenaries next to them danced and celebrated loudly, waving wine bottles, and their flushed faces were full of happy smiles.

It seemed that what was being ignited was not a mask, but the masked man himself.

The scorching fire was tumbling, instantly burning the atmosphere to its peak.

"Is this a spiritual victory?" Su Xia pursed her lips, and wanted to analyze the news in the bar, but she didn't expect these mercenaries to come out like this.

To be honest, he has never met all the mercenaries here, so it can be said that he has no enmity or grudge.

But the destruction of that mercenary town made other mercenaries have a natural hatred for him.

Of course, not all mercenaries dare to be so reckless.

After the fire rose, some mercenaries looked uneasy and anxious, and a lot of rumors about the masked man appeared in their minds.

"The masked man is a devil! As long as you say his name, you will be sensed by him." A mercenary stopped everyone's actions, "What if you do this, what if he finds out?"

"That's right, he crawled out of hell, and his body is made of the fire of purgatory. Is it really useful for you to burn him with fire?" Someone immediately agreed, and that person's expression was also disturbed.

When they said this, the cheers around them suddenly became much smaller.

Many mercenaries looked at each other in blank dismay, and those strange rumors also appeared in their minds.

Among them, many people firmly believe in the theory of gods and ghosts.

As Mu Yang analyzed, these mercenaries did have hatred for the masked man, but more of them were fear.

How can a super killer who can't even do anything about death not be scary?
"Will he really sense it?" A mercenary asked cautiously after taking a look at everyone's expressions.

"Should... not be..."

The mercenary beside him replied, but his confidence was obviously lacking, obviously he didn't believe it himself.

According to rumors, once you are sensed by the strange man in the mask and make him want to kill, then... no matter where you hide, no matter how many methods you have prepared, it will be useless.

He will come to you at midnight with a cruel scythe in his hand, knocking on your door with the chill of death.

Thinking of such a scene, many mercenaries in the bar felt chills down their spines.

What is the difference between being haunted by masked ghosts and being haunted by evil spirits?
"What are you afraid of?!"

Some people were not convinced, and boldly said: "This is the place of Boss Wang Teng, does the masked man dare to come?"

His voice was sharp, like a sharp knife, instantly piercing the dull atmosphere of the bar.

After he finished speaking, someone immediately echoed: "That's right! We have Boss Wang Teng!"

"With the boss here, what are we afraid of?"

"King of Mercenaries!"

In the crowd, a mercenary shouted out the words "King of Mercenaries".

This was obviously deliberate, as if it had been arranged.

But soon someone shouted, and more and more people shouted.

It didn't take long for the voices of shouting "King of Mercenaries" to become one, forming a special wave in this bar, and every mercenary who shouted out felt an unprecedented confidence.

It seems that in this place, they can be fearless.

This is also a belief.

However, this belief is all pinned on Wang Teng alone.

Even those mercenaries who didn't really praise Wang Teng before, slowly felt a strange admiration and reverence in their hearts at this moment, and there was more sincerity in the slogans they shouted.

"This method is okay, quite satisfactory." Su Xia naturally saw that the whole topic was deliberately provoked by someone, in order to plant a seed in the hearts of many mercenaries.

In this topic, the people who played a key role should be Wang Teng's subordinates.

For example, the man who ignited the metal mask with alcohol.

This seed is very important. Even if it doesn't germinate now, it will always germinate one day in the future, making these people present gradually become Wang Teng's loyal subordinates.

This wave of shouting lasted for several minutes before it ended.

But the talk about the Masked Man didn't end there.

Someone mentioned the South Wind Organization.

"I heard that the members of the Nanfeng organization were originally slaves, but they were released by the masked monster?"

"That's right! They're just lowly slaves!"

"Hmph! They dare to resist us, I really don't know how courageous they are!"

Everyone may be afraid of the masked man, but they are not afraid of the people of the Nanfeng Organization. Many people even look down on the Nanfeng Organization with a superior attitude.

After all, they all knew that the members of the South Wind Organization were originally servants who should prostrate at their feet.

It's just that those servants have become stronger than them now.

This change of identity made it difficult for some mercenaries to accept for a while.

A big one-eyed man yelled: "Those damn things, they intercepted a batch of my goods half a month ago, I have long wanted to settle with them! It's just that they have been hiding and dare not fight me head-on! "

"They also intercepted my goods! They also killed more than a dozen of my brothers!" shouted another.

"They also raided one of my secret warehouses, damn it!"

"This time I called a few brother organizations, in order to respond to Boss Wang Teng's call and get rid of those damn things in one fell swoop!"

"However... It's strange to say that there is a fraternal organization that set off earlier than me, and it should have arrived, but they haven't come yet, so I don't know if there is any accident..."

The person who said this was a dark-skinned middle-aged man.

He felt a little strange, after all, that organization acted half a day earlier than him, so it should have arrived long ago.

He felt a little uneasy in his heart, feeling that something might have happened to that organization.

But none of the other mercenaries in this small bar had experienced a similar situation. His words were quickly overwhelmed by others, and few people noticed him.

The bar was chaotic and noisy, many people were drunk, and the wind of chatting changed quickly.

After a while, under the influence of alcohol, someone suddenly mentioned a very strange news: "I heard someone say...the bosses of some mercenary organizations want to wash their hands in the golden basin and take money to live in big cities. A rich life?"

"Who said that?"

"Fart! Impossible!"

Among the crowd, the leaders of two small mercenary organizations immediately refuted.

Their faces were not very good-looking, they were clutching the wine bottle in their hands, the veins on their arms were bulging, and they were staring at the mercenary who just spoke.

"I just heard, two bosses, don't be so angry." The mercenary laughed.

"This brother is right. I've also heard the rumor. Could it be true?" Someone suddenly spoke up to support the mercenary.

"Well, it's really weird, I've heard of it too."

"And I!"

"It seems that many brothers know about it... Is this true?"

"If it is true, which organization's boss wants to wash his hands? It is said that there is more than one organization..."

While speaking, many mercenaries looked at the leaders of several mercenary organizations in the crowd intentionally or unconsciously.

The structure of the mercenary organization is quite special.

When fighting together and grabbing things together, every member of the organization and the leader of the organization stand together.

But once it's time to allocate things, things get tricky.

As the leader of the organization, shouldn't the boss get more points?
How much is appropriate?
Just such a simple question is enough to cause cracks to appear in some mercenary organizations.

Now that the rumors came out, these cracks began to grow gradually over time, buying a seed of suspicion in the hearts of every member of the mercenary organization.

Even more frightening is...

Some rumors point to the king of mercenaries, Wang Teng!

According to rumors, the reason why he contacted the Southwest Mercenary Union was to gain a positive image and wash away his identity as a wandering mercenary.

Although everyone dare not say this kind of thing in public, there will be a lot of communication in private.

And many mercenaries know that they are indeed connected with the Southwest Mercenary Union, a serious organization.

"Don't think too much, everyone, it's just rumors!" Someone in the crowd shouted.

"Yes! It's just a rumor!"

"Maybe it's the rumors spread by that damn Nanfeng organization!"

"With Boss Wang Teng here, what are you afraid of?"

"If anything injustice happens, Boss Wang Teng will help you, and he will definitely not let you suffer!"

"..."

Those who shouted these words were basically loyal to Wang Teng.

They had also heard those rumors, and they were even shaken. After all, the mercenaries were all connected by interests, just like the undead. They were also afraid of being sold to the Southwest Mercenary Union as a bargaining chip by Wang Teng.

But their identities and positions no longer allow them to have too much doubt, so they can only continue down this road.

Even if this path is really wrong, they have to drag more people to go wrong with them.

As long as enough people are wrong, there is nothing wrong!

More is right!

The few will only be squeezed out and become the wrong party!
"If these rumors are really spread by the South Wind Organization, then they should have a very good think tank inside." Su Xia nodded secretly, of course he hoped that the South Wind Organization did it.

The better the Nanfeng organization performed, the more it proved that his original choice was right.

Then he went to other bars to get other mixed news.

At the same time, nine other groups of nano-robots were also searching around the town, obtaining information, drawing topographical maps, searching for possible places of detention, and so on.

"There are so many good things in this small town."

During the investigation, Su Xia found at least ten super-large warehouses, each of which was full of various materials.

Weapons materials, food materials, medical materials, etc., have everything that one expects to find.

In addition, there are many small and medium-sized warehouses, and there are not a few materials stored there.

These materials basically belong to various mercenary organizations.

Perhaps they felt that the town of No. [-] was safe enough, so they moved all the materials buried in various areas before.

If these materials can be eaten up, the Nanfeng Organization will not need to worry about the materials for a long time to come, and it can even continue to grow.

Half an hour passed in a flash, the sky was getting dark, and the street lights on the roads of the town were lit up one after another.

The time came to six o'clock in the evening.

Just after six o'clock, the second group of nano-robots suddenly sent back a very important message to Su Xia.

[An underground prison was discovered, which may be the place where members of the South Wind Organization were detained]

(End of this chapter)