The Lost City of Alien Beasts

Chapter 507
"Now?" Officer Huang was a little surprised: It's only four o'clock in the morning.

"The old man's sleep time is short, let alone the awakened one." Dou Hu smiled, and sure enough, the call was quickly connected.

"Master Monkey, what are you doing? Oh, I just woke up and am practicing Hunyuan Tai Chi... Okay, the organization has a task for you, about Officer Huang's wife..."

Half an hour later, Bai Tu parked the car at the gate of Officer Huang's community.

Standing on the side of the road was a white-haired old man, wearing a large black Tai Chi suit, with quite an air of immortality. He was the monkey.

Officer Huang got out of the car with Su Xi in his arms. He smiled happily and said, "Xiao Huang, I've heard about you. It's great that you can come back safely."

"This trip was really a narrow escape." Officer Huang shook his head and sighed with emotion. He thought of something and asked: "By the way, is Uncle Liu okay?"

"Hey." Pohou sighed softly: "The cancer is in the advanced stage, I'm afraid I don't have many days left."

Officer Huang didn't know what to say for a moment.

"At this age, life, old age, illness and death will come at the right time." Pohou saw clearly and turned to comfort Officer Huang.

"That's right." Officer Huang nodded and glanced at his wife in his arms: "Let's go back to the house."

Officer Huang hugged Su Xi and walked into the community with Pohou.

Baihu and Douhu in the car watched their backs disappear before starting the train again.

After the car drove for a while, Douhu lit the cigarette, took a puff, and then took out an object wrapped in gray linen and hemp rope from next to the seat, about the size of a keyboard.

"Give."

Douhu didn't look back and handed the package to Qing Ling in the rear parking space.

Qing Ling was closing her eyes to rest. She opened her eyes and looked at the package.

Two seconds later, her eyes lit up.

Qing Ling sat upright suddenly, looked at the package attentively, raised her fisted hands, and opened them.

"hiss--"

The two items in the package quickly cut through the linen and flew into Qing Ling's hands. They were two exquisite short knives forged from black gold.

"This is the Butterfly Blade."

Douhu smoked a cigarette and introduced the weapon, "The knife is as long as the forearm and can be hidden in the sleeves, waist and boots. The blade is wide and thick, suitable for blocking, backhand, and straight stabbing. I will teach you two sets later." If you master the boxing skills and sword skills, you will be basically invincible in close combat."

Qing Ling looked at the butterfly double blade in his hand. It was light in shape, but its total weight was not inferior to that of Tang Dao. The handle of the knife was equipped with a guard with an underhook, which was to facilitate stabbing and blocking.

There is a pattern engraved on the bottom of the handle, which is a coiled snake. This is a weapon tailor-made for Qing Ling.

This butterfly double blade costs 400 black gold coins no matter what.

Qing Ling was a little confused for a moment. Could it be that she was rewarded by the organization because she assisted the dragon in killing the beast and made great achievements?

"The organization gave it to me?" Qing Ling doesn't like to guess, so she always asks directly if she has anything to say.

"Oh, how is that possible?" Douhu laughed and said, "The organization is almost broke. How can we have this kind of money?"

"Did you give it to me?" Qing Ling continued to ask: Could it be that Douhu had noticed that I was thinking about his knife, so he gave me a replacement?
It shouldn't be, I hid it well.

"Haha, this is even more impossible!" Douhu smiled even more happily, "I haven't bought a new weapon for several years."

Qing Ling nodded slightly: Indeed, Douhu currently only has two black gold weapons that he can use: the green dog demon sword and the black gold short sword.

Douhu touched his chin with one hand and flicked the cigarette ashes out of the window with the other hand, saying in an expectant tone: "But, my dragon-killing giant sword will be out soon. Then, I'll let you see what it means to be awesome!" "Dragon-killing!" A giant sword?" Qing Ling's eyes widened: Is it the long and wide sword I imagined?How many gold and black coins is this?

"I chose the name myself." Douhu guessed what Qingling was thinking, and Versailles said, "Hey, it's not expensive. The materials, forging, and empowerment are all 6000 gold and black coins."

"6000?!" Before Qing Ling could express his surprise, Bai Tu, who was driving, had already shouted.

"I [silence] [silence] you [silence]!" White Rabbit uttered fragrant words: "I can hardly pay my salary here, it turns out that you have embezzled it all!"

"Rabbit, who do you think Uncle Tiger is?" Douhu also explained a little excitedly, "I have never received any money from the organization. This money is an unexpected windfall."

"What accident?" Qing Ling immediately asked why she hadn't seen such an accident.

"Wasn't I sent to the Snow Country to investigate the Cang Mother Cult before? There is a hall underground of the Cang Mu Cult's original church. The door at the entrance is made of pure black gold. We found a way to get it back. The total value is 2 gold crow. The coins were divided equally among the three major organizations."

Douhu was quite proud: "I have always wanted a giant sword, so I gave the design drawings to the Baichuan Regiment and asked their master blacksmith to give me the weapon. I didn't expect that the production cycle would be so long. I had to wait for several months."

"Shameless! Why don't you hand it over to the organization!" White Rabbit became even more angry.

"Why do I have to hand over the money I earned through my skills?" Dou Hu said confidently: "I almost lost my life that time, how about this small amount of money be considered as a work-related injury?"

"That won't cost 6000!" White Rabbit began to haggle: "No, you only have the right to use the giant pig-killing sword. It is the public property of the organization!"

"Luanluanluo, you have a beautiful idea!" Douhu stuck out his tongue.

"I'm going to tell the captain!"

"I want to tell the captain!" Douhu imitated the rabbit and said, "The accuser! Just a little bit..."

"You... are itchy!"

Rabbit and Douhu kept talking, and each freed up a hand to fight each other, just like children quarreling.

Qing Ling in the back seat was dumbfounded and regretful.

She couldn't help but think of what she was doing during the days when Douhu went to the Snow Country: went to Cowherdive to play a boring game of beach volleyball, and had a delicious seafood hotpot...

I should have followed Douhu to the Snow Country in the first place!

Anyone who sees it has a share. Qing Ling can get at least 3000 gold and black coins and 300 knives, which is 10 knives.

10 knives, then she still has to be the most beautiful woman in the misty world? !

After a while, Qing Ling looked at the butterfly swords in her hands and remembered the business, "Who gave me these swords?"

"Oh, yes." Douhu also remembered this, "This is what Electric Mouse left for you."

Qing Ling frowned, Wu Dahai's inheritance had been distributed long ago: the property and money were left to relatives and friends in the surface world, and the gold and black coins he saved were left to the organization.

Why are there two more knives now? I have never heard of them before.

Douhu guessed what Qingling was going to ask and explained: "This is made of Wu Dahai's mechanical arm. The blacksmith preserved the remaining thunder and lightning power on Wujin, which can increase a certain amount of combat power, so he re-forged it. It took some time. It doesn’t matter if you don’t like it, the effect of lightning empowerment lasts for up to half a year.”

"Why are you telling me now?" Qing Ling asked coldly.

Douhu shrugged: "This is what Haizi's will requires."

Qing Ling stared at the two knives in her hands. This weapon just made up for her lack of close combat, and it also had the power of thunder and lightning, which greatly increased her combat power. She really liked it.

After a few seconds, she raised her head and solemnly returned the butterfly swords to Douhu: "I don't want them."

(End of this chapter)