spirit walker

Chapter 660
Looking for me. Lee Austin instinctively pressed his lower back, and at the same time got up and left the seat, distanced himself, and looked at the man who was talking.

It was a young man with bright blond hair, with a pair of sapphire eyes, handsome, elegant and indifferent, he stood in the dirty and chaotic bar, like a white rose blooming in the mud.

Such a dazzling man entered the bar, but no one noticed?

Lee Austin stared at the young man in white clothes like snow, his pupils were stained pale like granite, and shouted in a deep voice:

"who are you?"

As an experienced poison master, he instinctively sensed the danger, and asked questions in order to delay the time. It only takes two seconds, and the petrification skill will be activated after two seconds.

Regardless of whether the man in the white suit is an enemy or a friend, it is right to control it first.

"It's over, you are Austin." The blond man nodded slightly, then picked up the glass on the bar, and threw it casually. There was a bang from the ceiling, and the surveillance probe was smashed.

Then, he raised his hand and grabbed Lee Austin's neck, only to hear a "click", and Lee Austin's neck was crooked.

At the same time, Zhang Yuanqing, who turned into a handsome blonde, raised his left hand and flicked him on the chest.

"puff!"

The force pierced through his chest, and a bloody arrow shot out from behind, splashing on the alcoholic next to him.

Lee Austin's thick lips trembled for a while, and the pale color in his pupils went out. A Level 3 Breaking Bad died just like that, without even having time to say his last words.

The bartender behind the bar wiped the glass on his own, turning a blind eye to this scene.

The drinker, who was splashed all over with blood, did not respond and continued to drink.

Zhang Yuanqing drew out the large-caliber pistol from Lee Austin's waist, aimed at the bartender's head and shot twice.

"Boom!"

The bartender's head was like a torn watermelon, the skull was lifted, white and red sprayed, the body tilted and fell heavily.

Zhang Yuanqing took out his mobile phone, took a video of Lee Austin's body, then put away his mobile phone, removed the illusion, aimed his gun at the ceiling, and pulled the trigger.

The loud gunshots overwhelmed the noise, and the guests and prostitutes in the bar were startled suddenly, or squatted down with their heads in their hands, or looked for cover, which made people feel distressed skillfully.

The gangsters in the bar watching the scene took out their pistols and pointed their black muzzles at the young man in a white suit.

Suddenly, these gangsters seemed to have lost hope in life, and with numb expressions, they pointed the muzzle of their guns at their temples and pulled the trigger.

Amidst the successive gunshots, the gangsters fell down one by one.

At this time, Zhang Yuanqing turned his head slightly, looked into the bar, and sensed that a wave of extreme malice and anger was approaching.

It is the enemy of the Saint Realm.

There were too many ordinary people in the bar. He immediately used the illusionist's emotional manipulation ability to create panic, causing the guests in the bar to lose their minds, and rushed to the door in panic, screaming and fleeing.

In the corridor leading to the interior of the bar, a black shadow shot out.

This is a half-human, half-animal monster with a human body, but the head on its neck is the head of a hellhound. Its fierce eyes are blood red and full of violence, and from the bloody mouth full of sharp fangs, there are wisps of corrosion. Strong black smoke.

Aberrants!
The information of the deformers quickly flashed through Zhang Yuanqing's mind. The core skill of the deformers is the word "distortion". A certain part of their body will be deformed, so that they have corresponding extraordinary abilities.

This is similar to the transformation of Gu by a wizard, but once a deformer is deformed, he can no longer return to the appearance of an ordinary human being.

In the Middle Ages, most of the legends about demons originated from mutants.

In addition, the aberrant also has the skills of "poisonous smoke" and "demon". The former is a strong corrosive toxin, and the latter is a physical bonus.The passive skill is "cold blood", which keeps the aberrant in a state of calm forever, never shows mercy, and loses his mind.

This passive skill counteracts the mesmer's mind manipulation.

The "Devil Dog" Henry, who rushed out of the passage, quickly scanned the bar, ignoring the fleeing guests, and fixed his eyes on the bartender and Lee Austin's body.

He immediately looked at the young man in a white suit in front of the bar, his throat bulged, and he opened his bloody mouth wide, spitting out a black mist as thick as syrup.

Zhang Yuanqing flashed sideways.

The cloud of black mist spurted away and hit the floor covered with liquor, chi chi repeatedly, melting a deep hole.

"Devil Dog" Henry's throat puffed up again, and was about to launch black mist when the enemy's figure suddenly disappeared from his vision, and the blond young man with blue eyes disappeared.

The next second, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, and when he looked down, a black and white short blade stabbed out from the back of his heart.

He only had time to let out an angry and unwilling roar, and his body quickly shriveled up, his soul and vitality dissipated.

"Level 4 aberrants are not challenging." Zhang Yuanqing muttered and raised his hand, snapped his fingers, and dissipated into a dreamlike starlight.

The next day, at eleven o'clock at noon.

In Queens District, outside the restaurant, Zhang Yuanqing, who came alone, turned into an ordinary-looking white young man, standing on the side of the street, looking inside the restaurant.

He carefully sensed the mood of the old white man Kevin in the private room of the restaurant.

Nervous, expectant, impatient, no problem Zhang Yuanqing nodded slightly and entered the restaurant.

Now that he is a casual cultivator, he must be careful in any action. He has to be careful that the actions in the bar last night have attracted the attention of God's Punishment.

Or the bureau of the Bioalchemist Association.

Although the possibility of both is very small, it has to be guarded against.

After entering the restaurant, he went to the toilet first, changed back to "Zhang Qingyang" appearance, and then pushed open the door of the private room with ease.

In the same small room, in the same position, the old white man Kevin sat anxiously and nervously, looking at the door of the room from time to time, drinking coffee more and more frequently.

He took another sip of coffee, and looked towards the door subconsciously. This time, he saw the door of the private room pushed open, and the bounty hunter from a foreign country came in yesterday.

Kevin's eyes lit up, he raised his butt a little restlessly, and stared at the bounty hunter.

Zhang Yuanqing glanced across the private room, paused for a while on the two suitcases at Kevin's feet, then pulled out the chair and sat down, put the phone on the table, unlocked it, and pushed it to Kevin:

"The task is complete, please accept it!"

Kevin almost snatched the phone, frowning, and clicked on the video.

The video lasted only five seconds. Lee Austin's body was lying on the ground with blood dripping from his chest. The photographer kicked the body to ensure the authenticity of the video.

He watched the short five-second video more than a dozen times.

After a long time, Kevin put down his phone, looked at the young bounty hunter with bloodshot eyes, and said:
"I have my own channel, I want to verify it."

"This is your freedom." Zhang Yuanqing nodded, and at the same time muttered in his heart: If the King of Fear heard this sentence, he must be very happy.

Kevin took out his cell phone and dialed the sheriff's number.

"Old man, did the police catch that bastard Lee Austin?"

"Oh, my old friend, you don't need to look for Austin from now on, because he was killed last night, and you can sleep well."

Kevin silently hung up the phone.

He took a deep breath, as if trying to suppress some emotions, raised his hand, and asked the bodyguard to put two silver suitcases on the table, saying:
"You are an excellent bounty hunter, take your reward, this is the most cost-effective business I have ever done in my life, thank you!"

Zhang Yuanqing opened the suitcase with a "snap", and bundles of grass-green bills made people fascinated.

"Happy cooperation!" He closed the box without verifying the authenticity, and said with a smile: "You are a smart businessman, you should know the consequences of giving me counterfeit money."

Kevin nodded, shrugged again, and smiled: "I've asked the chef to prepare lunch, but now I just want to be alone for a while."

Sensing the other party's emotions, Zhang Yuanqing smiled: "Goodbye."

Carrying two suitcases, he left the private room gracefully.

As the door of the private room closed, Kevin's straight figure suddenly collapsed. He leaned against the back of the chair, bowed his head, held his face in his hands, and his shoulders trembled.

A hoarse cry came from between the fingers.

New York County Bank Headquarters Building, Level 104, Minister's Office.

Ryo Asano, wearing a small suit and white shirt, stood up straight and said:

"Minister Wei Ni, I have already emailed you the list of Yuanshi Tianzun's gang members. I have already inquired about Yuanshi Tianzun's relics. On the eve of the trial meeting, Fu Qingyang and Guan Ya visited him. Yuanshi Tianzun's relics are given to you two people, other gang members did not get."

After a pause, she added: "I haven't found any information about the portable speakers. In addition, according to Guan Ya, Yuanshi Tianzun didn't leave the demon king's props to them, and should have returned to the spirit realm after his death. "

A look of disappointment and loss flashed in the beautiful eyes of Winnie Berent, who had already returned to the spiritual realm, "I know Fu Qingyang, who is Guan Ya?"

"She is Fu Qingyang's cousin and Yuanshi Tianzun's girlfriend."

Minister Wei Ni nodded slightly, did not continue the topic of Demon Lord and Yuanshi Tianzun, and said instead:
"Now go to the 106th floor, meeting room 6, there is a meeting you need to attend."

She didn't explain why, and then lowered her head to read the document.

Ryo Asano knew that he should go, so he bowed and retreated.

Leaving the office, Ryo Asano called Emma, ​​Assistant Minister, and told her that she was going to the 106th floor for a meeting.

Emma said: "The Dionysus Club and the Merchant Guild are fighting fiercely. Heaven's Punishment is involved. It's the time when there is a shortage of manpower. Your next job is to cooperate with the Executive Department to investigate the case and arrest criminals."

Asano said coolly: "Yes!"

After hanging up the phone, she took the elevator to meeting room 106 on the 6th floor.

This is a small meeting room. There are more than a dozen executives sitting around a long conference table. A middle-aged man with a curly back is standing in front of the projection screen, talking in a low tone.

Seeing Asano Ryo come in, he glanced at the work card hanging on her chest, pointed to a seat for her to sit down, and continued:
"The monitoring at the scene was destroyed, but according to the testimony of the witnesses, the traces at the scene, and the analysis of the autopsy report, the person who killed Cerberus Henry and Lee Austin was proficient in illusion and could manipulate emotions. He is suspected of being an illusionist in the second largest district. But judging from its strong melee fighting ability, it looks like a night wandering god."

Lee Austin was killed?Yuan Shijun moved so fast. Asano Ryo was taken aback, and habitually bowed his head to avoid the scout's insight technique, even though there were no scouts at the scene.

[Asano Ryo: Yuanshi-kun, Heavenly Punishment has noticed your actions last night, they may investigate you, but the internal analysis of the executive department believes that you are not an enemy yet, so the investigation will not be too strong. 】

[Ryo Asano: I have reported to Minister Wei Ni according to your instructions, and she did not ask any more questions. 】

[Tongtian leader: Well done, Liangjiang, your next task is to get close to Wei Ni and win her trust.It is an opportunity to assist the Executive Department in catching criminals. If you have a chance to make meritorious service and get promoted, I will help you. 】

[Asano Ryo: Yes, I will definitely live up to your expectations. 】

[Tongtian leader: Liangjiang, the organization happens to entrust you with something. Enter the database of heaven's punishment, check for a person named Chen Shu, and reply me immediately if you have any information. 】

[Asano Ryo: Understood. 】

At a snack shop in Chinatown, Zhang Yuanqing put down his phone, picked up crystal shrimp dumplings, stuffed them into his mouth and chewed slowly.

After eating a stack of shrimp dumplings, he ordered another bowl of wontons. While eating, he opened the Bounty Hunter app and logged into the background.

The background shows that the task has been completed. He successfully passed the customs assessment and officially became a bronze hunter. He can accept tasks within 10 points.

Zhang Yuanqing returned to the main interface, browsed the reward tasks, and found that there were many rewards for hunting members of Dionysus Club, Merchant Guild, and Heavenly Punishment overnight.

This should be lawful and evil organizations offering rewards to each other.

These tasks are mainly because the two sides are fighting for folk casual cultivators, which also shows that the conflict between the two camps has become more intense.

"Let me see what tasks I can take."

Zhang Yuanqing swipe the screen to the bottom. There are many and complicated tasks below 10 points, including debt collection, finding someone, stealing, security, and even instigating murder, rape, and bank robbery.

It is definitely not worth touching the legal and moral bottom line for that little point.

Even evil professions are unwilling to do it, because the reward amount is too small, and the moral value is very expensive.

"Let's start with low-level tasks such as debt collection and finding people." Zhang Yuanqing took a debt collection task casually, put down his phone, and sipped a few mouthfuls of noodles. Just after finishing a bowl of noodles, Ryo Asano replied.

[Asano Ryo: I found Chen Shu's information, and there is a lot of content, I will send you a document. 】

PS: The typo is corrected first and then corrected.

(End of this chapter)