Hades sequence

Chapter 140 Verification (for Subscription)

Get a small clear bottle.

The old grandma's kind old face is like a meat bun, her smile is comfortable and full of wrinkles:
"I'll verify the verification first."

Ignoring the short-haired man nearby, after looking around to see if there was no one around, his calloused hand stretched out an index finger and moved it towards the index finger of the other hand.

Draw a small wound.

Squeeze a drop of blood into a clear vial.

The blood fell on the black sand in the bottle, and under the gaze of the two of them, suddenly...

The gravel, which was originally a plate of loose sand, is like a sponge, absorbing the blood, and then the gravel attracts and fuses with each other as if it has some kind of magnetism.

A few dazzling kung fu.

Look at the black sand and gravel inside the small transparent bottle, and only a tiny piece of wood.

"...Is it a piece of wood this time?"

The old grandma's dazed old eyes flickered, and she put away the small bottle after muttering:
"That's right. If you want to participate in the Hell Gate thing, I will make a proposal for you when I get back. If you agree, I will inform you."

"Row."

After the inch-cropped man finished speaking, the old lady didn't stay long, and there were no customers here, so she couldn't help holding onto the stall with both hands, and was about to push the stall away and set up a stall in the next place.

"and many more."

The inch-cut man called to stop her.

The old woman stopped while maintaining the pushing position, and gave a confused look in return.

The inch-cut man had no ink marks, and smiled and said:
"You are well-informed about the news. Let me ask you for news. Do you know that there has been a relatively powerful folk sequencer recently?"

"What do you mean?"

"It's nothing. If I want to participate in the Guanmen Pass, I naturally need to prepare more skins. I can't always keep an eye on people from the yamen. Sooner or later, the yamen will target me. I plan to find some powerful private serialists to get some skins."

I can't tell her that I lost an important skin, otherwise God knows whether she will be willing to participate in the Hell Gate for me.

The inch-cut man was smiling on the surface, but Jiang Jiuguo appeared in his heart.

He was curious about the identity information of Jiang Jiuguo, a suspected civilian sequencer.

The old lady didn't think much about it.

She knew that it was impossible for a man with a cropped head to harm her, so she was just asking for information, and she didn't mind giving some information.

A little thought for a while.

The old lady raised her head and replied: "It is true that there are a few private serializers recently who are quite good. They are no worse than the newcomers trained by the Yamen, and may be better."

"You want skins, right? Here are a few that are quite suitable for your skins."

"Oh? Tell me."

The inch-cut man became interested, and asked without a trace: "Is there one near Lantau City? If so, I'll go nearby."

Is there any Jiang Jiuguo he wants to know about these powerful folk sequences?

soon.

The old lady replied:
"Near Lantau City? That's not true. In recent years, there are only Li Jintong and No. 35 in the vicinity of Lantau City. The others are so-so. The ones I mentioned are very good. In other areas, they are quite good. If you are far away, you have to travel all the way."

When she said this, she took out a mobile phone from the car stall cabinet:
"I will send you the addresses of those private serializers, and you can go and kill them one by one yourself. Since you have to prepare for the death gate, kill them all and skin them."

There was kindness on that old face.

The words are spoken without any kindness.

"No problem." The cropped man did not refuse the suggestion.

Having lost a pair of black-blooded skins, he urgently needs to replenish them, and anyone who has a good skin will not refuse.

Subsequently.

The old lady sent some private serializer information.

Before pushing the cart to another place to set up a stall, she paused and said, "You moved the Lantau City Yamen, even if it was a district government office, especially the black sand, the Yamen will definitely not let you go, you have to be careful recently .”

The short-haired man waved his hands nonchalantly:
"It doesn't matter. I was originally wanted by the Yamen, but now the wanted level has been raised to the blacklist. Isn't this great? I participated in going to Guimenguan as a member of the Yamen's blacklist. If I remember correctly, the ones you want to go to Guimenguan are all Yamen It's on the blacklist."

The old lady didn't respond, she just glanced at the short-haired man and left.

Watching the old lady leave the pedestrian bridge, the man with the cropped head turned and left.

On the road.

He took out his mobile phone and checked the folk sequencer information sent by his grandmother.

Soon.

The inch-cut man frowned: "Strange, why can't I find it."

He found that none of the folk serializer information given by the old grandma matched Jiang Jiuguo's characteristics.

"It shouldn't be. With her status as a contact person, how could she not know this bit of information about the civilian serializer? Did that guy just show up recently, or did she deliberately give me less information?"

After thinking about it, I can't figure it out.

Just don't bother to think about it.

"I'll settle the score with him when I come back from hell. It's important to get rid of him first, but even if I think I can get him, I can't kill him. I can't beat him if someone gets him."

The inch-cut man mocked himself, but he was very open-minded.

……

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Lantau City Yamen.

During the time when the short-haired man was in contact with the old lady, Jiang Jiuguo and the other three were also not idle.

Losing the control of the inch-cut man, all puppet skins lose their ability to move.

Zhao Tongfu went upstairs to meet Jiang Jiuguo, and after talking, they learned that Jiang Jiuguo had fought against the black blood man.

"Oh, it's troublesome now, that thing is lost."

Zhao Tongfu searched for the black-blooded human skin bag inside and outside, but could not find the small transparent bottle.

His whole person was gloomy and on the verge of breaking out.

The Yamen of Lantau City suffered heavy losses. Almost all the yamen personnel died, only a few survived, and even the most important transparent vials were lost.

"Is that thing very precious?" Jiang Jiuguo couldn't help but reply after hearing this.

"It's very precious." Zhao Tongfu nodded: "Forget it, let's not talk about this. Let's rescue Lao Lin first."

"I'll go rescue him. You guys are looking for other skins to see if you can find anything."

Jiang Jiuguo hesitated and said:
"Is that thing a small transparent bottle? When I was fighting with the long-tongued female skin bag, I saw it in her hand, but I didn't see it on the skin bag that was bleeding black blood."

"Yes! That's it."

Zhao Tongfu suddenly became energetic, but soon became discouraged:
"That thing is precious. Captain Li applied for it for a long time, and got it from the Yamen with his own guarantee, just to do some research for the ghost scholars in the Yamen."

"Very expensive? How expensive?" Jiang Jiuguo only cared about this one.

He could see clearly the small transparent bottle, and there were only a few gravels in it, but he brought back much more gravel from his dreams.

If it's expensive...

He doesn't mind selling it out, after all, he is short of money recently.

The promotion path is a very expensive thing. Without enough funds, he can't get the materials for the promotion path and so on.

"How expensive is it? I don't know."

Zhao Tongfu thought for a while and said with an uncertain tone: "...a few hundred million?"

"What the hell?" Jiang Jiu, who was walking on the road to the 25th floor where Lao Lin lived, turned his head too abruptly: "Several hundred million?!"

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(End of this chapter)