above the disease

Chapter 854: Cutting Sword

Chapter 854: Cutting Sword
【Da Luo Peony】Interior of the hotel.

Long Masques, a worker at the Wheelcast Mill, was sharpening the plague-killing knife in his hand.

His epidemic-killing knife was not a standard one, but a special military knife similar to a nail clipper, with a terrifying blood groove on it, which made people feel terrified at first sight.

"The Xue family is quite impressive... The main leaders are in the old house [Daluo] for a meeting, and the only people left to entertain are some random people. Except for the auction later, which is a little interesting, the rest is simply unbearable."

Masques has narrow eyes, various strange scars on his face, and a sturdy body. "Forget it... Is the news from the headquarters true?"

Behind.

The plague killer in white said respectfully, "It has been confirmed."

"The swordsmith was beheaded in the capital [Palace]."

"Moreover, he did not send any information back. According to speculation, he was most likely killed in a short period of time."

Hearing this, Mashike's face darkened.

Xing Lian was indeed not very powerful among the medical dragons. He had been destroying other people's epidemic-killing knives for many years and had a character that bullied the weak. He had long lost his enterprising spirit, and it was natural for him to be beheaded. In the Chengyun court, there were quite a few people who could do the same.

"But, aren't you sure about the person who did it?"

Mashkes bowed his head.

In the era of great strife, not only did the price of medicine rise, the status of alchemists and pharmacists increased rapidly, and the underground organization [Mill] that had the ability to forge plague-killing swords also became popular.

Naturally, there are countless forces that have privately contacted the knife makers in the organization.

The plague-killing knife is undoubtedly a necessity for orthodox plague exterminators, even those in the medical department.

"The imperial court... looks prosperous, but in reality, it is just a hum."

Mashike couldn't help but hum when he thought of this.

Although the Dragon among Men is a giant in the world of epidemics, he is not invincible.

Ability is the commodity, and only by finding the most suitable buyer can the best deal be achieved.

"Also, sir, Razor accepted a mission not long ago and failed."

"After I came back, my body was rotten and my flesh and blood could not be restored. The hospital had no way to treat me. I had already lost consciousness."

Hearing this, Mashike's pupils moved slightly: "Is it the time when you went to assassinate the son of the female pharmacist?"

"Correct."

"I've said it before, if you can avoid taking missions from a loser like Wang Pan, don't take them."

"But... the underground still has its own rules. Even if a formal-level pharmacist has a verse, her value is still only a little. Bring her here after the banquet is over."

Mashkes said softly, as if he was instructing his men to capture a house cat.

The plague killer in the dark world is characterized by a bad character. To survive in such a place, it is natural to compete to see who has the bigger fist.

Razor is a little brother that I like very much. Although he has hypothyroidism and is always in bad condition, I still like him overall. I didn't expect that he would be like that now.

It should be Tang Yu's poison?
Formal-level, being able to make the main surgeon like this, is considered a powerful fellow. Perhaps she can be dragged into the [Mill]. Of course, if she disagrees... Mashkes showed a perverse grin.

……

"I really don't like underground pest control agents."

"Who would go underground when there is a real job as an epidemic control officer on earth?"

Zhou Zhi said calmly.

The Kuitianyuan epidemic fighter who used to be in the underground, and the plastic surgeon Liu Lisha were both recruited by Wan Mian and given a regular position, turning from sewer hotties into serious civil servants.

These gangsters all look like they are not doing their jobs properly and are very stupid.

"Honestly, I think they are okay. After all, they are swordsmiths and they all have their own special skills."

"Zhou Zhi, you care about the little alchemist because you value talent. Then why don't you recruit Mashige, who is said to be a very powerful swordsmith in the underground world?"

Hearing this question, Zhou Zhi was not in a hurry and spoke seriously: "These powerful plague fighters can obviously live well in the world above ground, why are they willing to go to such a dark and humid place underground?"

"To put it simply, these people don't like rules. In the carrier, even human dragons are bound by rules, but it's different in the dark world. They can do whatever they want and do whatever they want. Ordinary people can do this, but plague killers can't, especially - powerful plague killers."

As he said that, Zhou Zhi pushed open the door.

There is a Wheelcast Mill pest control officer in white guarding ahead.

The moment they saw Zhou Zhi, they were about to draw their swords, but were frightened by the [token] in Zhou Zhi's hand.

"Knife...Knife maker!" "Is it a human dragon?"

"In addition to you, the headquarters also sent another human dragon?"

Tokens cannot be faked.

The token of the mill is not only to prove one's identity, but also to qualify one to forge one's own epidemic-killing sword. It can be said to be priceless, and usually the token is kept by the person who owns it.

"No need to pass the message, just keep the door open."

Zhou Zhi said.

Without waiting for their response, Zhou Zhi walked in step by step.

Wait until the final door is opened.

Mashkes finally saw the man behind the door.

"who are you?"

"Why are you holding the [Bladesmith] token?"

"and many more?"

The reflex nerves made a prediction in advance.

Mascus' head tilted, and he actually dodged Zhou Zhi's spiritual power attack in an instant.

"It's so fast, the conditioned reflex is triggered."

"One question, what exactly does the current Northland Biopharmaceuticals want to gain from this alchemy conference?"

Zhou Zhi was wearing a pair of black furry gloves, which he had bought at a roadside market in the morning. They kept him warm in the snow-white world.

"You...who are you?"

Mashike felt extremely terrified.

As a neurological pest control specialist, he is extremely sensitive to fluctuations in spiritual energy.

Zhou Zhi sighed: "Don't answer questions with questions."

His right hand stretched out from the glove, and in the flesh and blood, the [Circle of Heaven and Earth] wrapped around the Epidemic-Slaying Knife appeared.

From slender, it then turned back into its original white jade disc.

Zhou Zhi held it, and there was a fierce and anxious breath. This guy has not been tamed by [Ordered Arrangement] for such a long time, he has a real temper.

Holding the ring blade in the middle, Zhou Zhi faces Mascus.

Mashige was a swordsmith, and his pupils dilated instantly: "This is... the Qiankun Circle?!!"

"Are you Hua Qianqiu?!"

Zhou Zhi made a move: "Yes."

tear.

Mashkes used his saber to block, but it was completely useless.

"I have no idea!!"

"Senior Hua Qianqiu!!"

"I have no idea!"

in vivo.

Twenty-three gave the answer: "The truth."

Zhou Zhi nodded, but did not stop what he was doing.