Shuttle between two worlds: I have a miracle shuttle door

Wu Qi finally escaped from Mickey's small restaurant, he really couldn't resist the spicy smell that filled the room.

Sometimes Wu Qi has to sigh that people's physiques really cannot be generalized.

It's all right for the steel barbarians to be able to eat spicy fruits. That's their talent, but why are you Mickey?
Is it because you have more chest hair than others?

Can't figure it out!
Walking on the road, looking at the bustling crowd, Wu Qi recalled what Mickey said just now in his mind.

Someone dared to kill the citizens of his territory, ran around with his contribution card, and tried to enter the military camp?
Obviously, someone is eyeing the City of Steel Barbarians!

Could it be the Marquis Bruce?

Or those other nobles?
Wu Qi will not be fooled by the seemingly friendly and prosperous trade in front of him.

Don't look at the many caravans that come to the city of steel barbarians to trade. On the surface, they seem to abide by the laws of the city of steel barbarians, but they don't know what they think in their hearts.

There are many people with ghosts in their hearts!
There is no need for him to remind Zheng Wenrui that he should have already become vigilant, this guy is naturally good at politics.

Sensitivity is strong!
With something on his mind, Wu Qi's shopping mood also faded, and he was going to go back to meet Zheng Wenrui after he finished walking this street to see how the army's construction was going.

While walking, Wu Qi suddenly frowned.

It turned out that he had already walked to the "salt shop" before he knew it. This is a shop that sells salt to foreign caravans.

The store occupies a large area, and there is a wide cement road next to it for large trucks to enter and exit.

Salt, sugar, and spices have always been the best-selling hard currency in the Aliga continent, and the value of spices is comparable to gold and silver.

Next to the salt shop, there are also sugar shops and spice shops.

A large amount of cheap modern salt, sugar, and various spices from the main world are sold here at high prices to these foreign caravans.

However, these caravans still feel that the price is very cheap, and a large number of caravans are crowded here every day.

Just like now, there are more than a dozen horse-drawn flatbed carts on the concrete road next to the salt store where large trucks can pass.

A figure who looked like a team leader was directing a dozen panting coolies to carry the salt bags, and there were a few guards without swords standing beside them.

Foreign caravans and individuals entering the City of Steel Barbarians must surrender all their weapons.

At first glance, this caravan is no different from other caravans. Whether it is the performance of the leader, or the appearance of the guards and coolies, in the eyes of ordinary people, they are all normal.

But don't forget Wu Qi's ability!

He is a man who can see life!

In Wu Qi's eyes, the leader of this caravan was nothing, just an ordinary person, fat and fat, who looked like he was eating and drinking.

But those emaciated coolies have a big problem!

These dozen coolies turned out to be knights! !
Wu Qi refers to the official knight, not the apprentice knight!
As for how Wu Qi saw it, of course it depends on the strength of vitality.

The energy dissipated from the dozens of coolies was almost the same as his, and a few of them were stronger than him.

Except for knights, normal coolies can't even eat enough to eat, how can they have this strength?
This is stronger than the few guards standing next to him. Isn't that a big problem?

Formal knight to do coolie?

Which force has such handwriting?
Also, you can see that these coolies are out of breath when two people carry a bag of salt that weighs no more than 50 kilograms.

Real coolies don't look thin and weak, but they have strength far beyond ordinary people, otherwise why should they be coolies?

As far as these knights are concerned, no caravan will want them, and I am afraid they will earn more than they earn.

If you act too much, it will be self-defeating!
Interesting, just now I was wondering which force was playing tricks, and in the blink of an eye, it came to my door?
Wu Qi became interested, and moved to a small restaurant to observe quietly, and ordered a few dishes by the way.

This one is much better than Mickey's. Although the taste is so-so and a bit salty, at least there is no spicy fruit.

This wait is half an hour later.

The caravan finally finished loading. Under the leadership of the team leader, they drove the carriage to the station of the foreign caravan.

There was no abnormality in the whole process.

Wu Qi quietly watched them leave until their figures disappeared at the end of the street.

After thinking for a while, Wu Qi took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Zheng Wenrui and Luo Xiang, telling them to immediately send troops to surround the caravan station and take down the cadres immediately.

Now the signal base station has been opened in the territory, but only the leadership can use it.

Taking back his mobile phone, Wu Qi drank the last sip of soup, paid the bill, got up and went to the caravan station to watch the excitement.

Keep these people, don't startle them, and see what their next move is?

Forget it, no need!
If you find the enemy, you should take it cleanly, and then serve it with great torture. Don't you believe that you can't pry their mouths open?

He doesn't like to sneak around and play hard to get. He should act quickly when he has an absolute advantage.

With Wu Qi's text message notification, Zheng Wenrui and Luo Xiang immediately worked together and took action.

Zheng Wenrui first sent someone to close today's trading channel. The reason was that some orcs had sneaked into the city, and they were dealing with it urgently, and all the caravans were under house arrest.

I have to say that Orc is really a good teammate!
Then Luo Xiang directly dispatched a steel barbarian special team composed of members of Tiger, fully armed and rushed to the caravan station, and at the same time dispatched a group of soldiers to surround the army station with live ammunition.

On the other side, the Beerus caravan who had just returned to the station received a notice that some orcs had mixed in. For the safety of the caravan, they were asked not to leave the station before receiving a new order, otherwise the consequences would be severe. conceited.

Fat Piglet, the team leader, murmured dissatisfiedly: "Beast race, why is it another beast race?"

He has come to the City of Steel Barbarians several times, and almost every time there are beast races mixed in.

Could it be that this is the old den of the orcs?

Alas, I originally planned to go to the "Kingdom of God on Earth" to have a good night, but it seems that I can only wait for the next time.

Thinking of the "Kingdom of God on Earth", Fat Pig is both happy and painful.

What's cool is that this place really deserves the name of "Divine Kingdom". If the gods were still there, they would be so happy.

He has been there several times, and every time he goes, he can discover new worlds, various appearances and knowledge that he has never seen or heard of, so that he is dumbfounded and goes directly to the sky.

If you can spend one night in the "Kingdom of God on Earth", even if you die now, your life will not be in vain.

The painful thing is that the fees there are too expensive, really too expensive, and he can be squeezed dry in one go, in every sense of the word!

If he didn't save some contribution points by embezzling a little goods every time, he wouldn't be able to afford it.

Forget it, it’s okay if you don’t go, just take a rest, ouch, my old waist! !

Hammering his waist that was almost submerged in fat, Fat Pig dismissed the team and walked into his room with three steps.