I, Zhongli, wander the world

The curse master was dead, but none of the people present had any intention of leaving.

Zhongyuan Zhong, who hadn't been able to run quickly, also used gravity to lift himself up, and quickly rushed to the side of Zhongli, looking vigilantly at the opposite Zenyuan Shier who was holding his head.Although Tiaoye Caiju didn't step forward, he put his hand on the handle of the knife, showing a faint tendency to form an outflank.

"Hey, don't be so vigilant, as if I'm some kind of bad guy." Zenyuan Shier threw away the knife and head, and raised his hand abnormally, "I just killed a curse master who raised a curse spirit, Anyway, you should be kind to me."

Tiaoye Caiju chuckled, "That's not what you said, this unknown gentleman, you also let that couple almost get killed just now, right? Who knows if you and Mr. Harada are cheating on others?"

When he said this, he was righteous, and he didn't have the slightest sense that he was also a mafia who disregarded human life.

Zenyuan Shier raised his eyebrows, he was not a good-tempered person, and his temporary tolerance was just because Zhongli was still staring at them.At this moment, he could fight this man with a fake smile that makes people want to vomit, and let the other party know the consequences of talking casually.

But a more efficient and less labor-intensive way is to...

"Mr. Zhong...Li," Zenyuan Shier, who is not good at memorizing men's names, took great effort to dig out the man's name from the depths of his memory, "He is going to attack an innocent person like me, just look at it like this with?"

The man named Zhongli was so angry at what the cursed master did just now, Chanyuan Shier was confident that he would not just sit idly by.

"You are not innocent."

As Chan Yuan Shi Er expected, Zhong Li first denied his nonsense, and then patted the shoulder of the familiar red-haired little supernatural being next to him, "But in terms of common rationality, there is really no need to be so vigilant."

Hearing Zhong Li's words, Xiao Zhong, who trusted his adults' judgment, immediately withdrew his tit-for-tat attitude, and glared at Tiao Ye Cai Ju, who had not moved, with hints of urging in his eyes.

Tiaoye Caiju, who heard the meaning from the change of the other party's breath: ...

He reluctantly put the knife with only one opening in its sheath, scratched his hair and said in a low voice: "Okay, okay, I'll just do what Mr. Zhongli said...it seems like I'm an unreasonable villain. "

(Nakahara Chuya:? Are you not?)

Seeing that both the front and back put away their hostility, Zenyuan Shier put down his hands.He hooked all the knives and heads on the ground back into his hands, then pinned the spell tool on his waist, and waved his hand casually to say goodbye.

"The task is completed, I'm leaving, and there will be no date." He doesn't want to have anything to do with the person he can't beat anymore. Now he just wants to go back and hand in the task, and then take the commission to go to the racetrack to relax...

At this moment, Zhongli called out to Shier from the Chanyuan: "Wait a minute."

Zenyuan Shier gave a "tsk" in his heart, and turned around reluctantly, "What?"

"That horse can't win the championship today." Zhong Li said succinctly.

"……Um?"

The unexpected topic stunned Zenyuan Shier, and then he lowered his head as if thinking of something, and saw the horse racing brochure he bought before coming out of his trouser pocket, and the page turned out was printed with his Then I plan to take the bounty to see the race, and the horse I plan to bet on.

The gambler bounty hunter immediately forgot that he was thinking of leaving quickly just a second ago, he took out the booklet with two fingers, and asked with great interest, "How do you know? The favorites to win the title."

Now that the war has just passed, mass entertainment is firmly controlled, not to mention horse racing involving military supplies.Most of the horses used for horse racing are crooked melons and dates eliminated from official stables, and only a small part are good horses smuggled out through channels.

This "favourite" horse belongs to the small group of horses that were smuggled out.

"I saw the preview of this race on the TV in the store." Zhong Li folded his arms on his chest, tapped his arm with one finger, and said, "This horse named 'Super Speed' has a smooth mane and mane. But not bright, handsome but lacklustre, walking steadily but messy, it is a sign of mental weakness, even if it is not terminally ill, but at least three of the five labors."

Because of the sky and the curse, even the private school of the conjurer who hadn't been to the Buddhist monastery for a few days was so dizzy that he gave up understanding Zhongli's old-fashioned words and said lazily: "That's how you say it." In detail, you know how to bet on horses."

"I know a little bit."

Zenyuan Shier put up a pamphlet, "Okay, I've written down Mr. Zhongli's advice, so what do you want from me?"

"You didn't stop me just to teach me how to bet on horses?"

"Of course not." Zhong Li said lightly, "From a commercial point of view, I have paid the price in advance. According to the principle of exchange, you will naturally need to pay equal information."

"So, please answer me, how do you know about Zhongye?"

Zenyuan Shier's muscles tensed suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, under Zhongli's calm gaze, he forced to relax.

"...Ah, so you can see it. I thought I was covering it up very well."

Zenyuan Shier let out a sigh of frustration, "However, there is no way to do this. After all, anyone who suddenly sees the young supernatural being who just listed 300 million yen on the black market today will be surprised."

Hearing that he was associated with unfamiliar words, Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at Shier in the Zen Garden suspiciously, but Tiao Ye Caiju, who was familiar with the rules of the Li world, was a little shocked, "Wait... 300 million?"

Zenyuan Shier casually provoked dissension: "Why, are you moved?"

Tiaoye Caiju didn't care about Zenyuan Shier's bad words, he frowned slightly and said: "This is not normal, Mr. Zhongli. There are rules for quotations in this area in the other world, even if it is caused by the conditions of people with supernatural powers." In the case of a premium, Zhongye’s price of 300 million yuan has far exceeded the upper limit.”

Zhongli didn't have any expression on his face, "As expected, the port mafia did not abide by the [contract] with me."

From the very beginning when he used his divine power to preside over the signing of this [contract], he had been waiting for the other party to violate the rules.

Tiaoye Caiju, who has keen senses, felt a chill behind him for no reason.

Zenyuan Shier is not interested in the filth among these organizations, but the situation of Zhongye in the Central Plains made him see some business opportunities.

The man took out a crumpled business card from his arms and handed it over. It was rare to actively promote himself: "There are many people in the black market who are willing to take risks for money. If you want to protect that brat, how about hiring me? Or Mr. Zhongli?" Want to fight back against the port mafia? I can help. I'll give you [-]...[-]% off the price as appropriate."

It’s not that he is blowing in the Zen garden. After experiencing the unforgettable days of lack of money, he can guess whether the other party is rich or not. The Mr. Zhongli in front of him just wrote “I am rich” Faced with this, for such a potential funder, Zenyuan even wanted to scrape off some money to rob the rich and help the poor whenever he had the opportunity.

Morax, without Mora, accepted Zenyuan Shier's business card and rejected him.

Ben was not discouraged even if he tried his luck. He shrugged his shoulders, left the sentence "you can call me when you need to hire", and left the ruins shaking his hands.

After sensing that Zenyuan Shier had really left, Tiaoye Caiju immediately stated his position with great desire to survive: "I didn't do anything."

In order to hide Zhongli as much as possible, the port mafia is really concealed enough, and the black content in this area is not the scope of their organization's business. If it wasn't for this accidental encounter with Zenyuan Shier, who does all kinds of black work, this reward Even as a cadre, it would take a while for Ling's information to be seen in the daily reports of the intelligence department, let alone what to do.

"I know." Zhong Li shook his head, "Leave first."

With the contract in place, the leaders of Hong Kong gangsters will always be punished, so there is no need to worry about it.And this little nuisance at the end...

But it's nothing to be afraid of.

the other side.

As soon as Zenyuan Shier left the ruins, he immediately put on full horsepower and ran with all his strength in a certain direction. He didn't stop after finding the car he had parked on the side of the road, opened the door like a cloud and flowing water, and threw his head on the back seat. Inside the box, the clutch throttle is forward, all in one go.

The roads from Yokohama to other cities are strictly controlled, but since Zenyuan Shier went to Yokohama to do missions, he naturally has his way.Soon he drove the car back to Tokyo through special channels, contacted the employer and handed in the task.

Holding the bounty he just got, Zenyuan Shier, an old gambler, almost didn't hesitate, turned around and entered the gate of the Tokyo Racecourse, and went straight to the counter for selling race tickets.

"I'll bet on 'Super Speed'..." Zenyuan Shier planned to bet on his favorite horse according to the plan, but just before handing in all the bets, he suddenly remembered what Zhongli had said.

That horse couldn't win today.

Originally, it was just something the other party said casually, and Zenyuan Shier even regarded this so-called "advance payment" as nonsense, but when he thought of it now, it seemed to have some magical power, lingering in his mind go.

"...Anyway, I'll give it a try." Zenyuan Shier muttered, and distributed a small part of the funds in his hand, "Hey, these funds are bet on 'God Speed', and the rest are bet on 'Tornado'."

The match was held as scheduled a few minutes later. As soon as the gunshot rang out, "Superior Speed" took the lead and rushed out, and quickly pulled down the No.2 two positions. Chanyuan Shier spread out comfortably on his seat and watched the match proceeding , the suspense in my heart gradually fell to the ground.

"So, as expected, those words are made up..." Chanyuan Shier said to himself, unable to tell whether he was more distressed by the wrong bet or disappointed that Zhongli could not predict accurately, but just when he was about to give up hope completely , The "Superior Speed", which was far ahead, suddenly had an accident in the final sprint stage.

The beautiful horse slipped on its front foot, and after the rider eagerly made some adjustments, he frantically threw him off his back, and rushed out of the track diagonally.The racehorses following closely behind didn't care about the tragic situation of one man and one horse. They chased each other and sprinted one after another. In the end, it turned out that No.3, who was not optimistic, crossed the line.

The big upset made the entire racetrack boil, there were cheers from gamblers who had made the right bets, and there were also shouts and boos from those who couldn't even get back their principal because "Speed" didn't even rank. Zenyuan Shier sat among them, neither cheering nor scolding, but staring blankly at the two competition tickets in his hand.

It stands to reason that he made money, but...

Since he didn't trust Zhongli's judgment that much, he still bet most of his funds on "Superior Speed". In contrast, the little money he earned back...wasn't even enough to pay back.

"……Grass."

The 1.9-meter tall man murmured amidst the din, his eyes glazed over as if he had lost his soul.

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Shir: Now I regret it very much.