Chapter 655

An Yizhi always knew what virtues gang members were, bullying the soft and fearing the hard, and being greedy.

It's hard to talk and discuss with these people, especially the younger brother at the lower level.

So when he left the fange tavern, he changed into a long useless eternal night robe, and used the sound wave projector and the special effects of the book of the dead to create such a terrible shape.

——Although the line is slightly two points.

The evil name of the necromancer is really invincible, unless it is used against good God believers or paladins with firm faith, and against ordinary NPCs. Even demons will avoid the edge when they see the necromancer, let alone these brave gangs.

On the other hand, the loyalty of these gang members is probably not so good. Frightened by an Yizhi, they quickly change into a flattering tone and take them to their own gang's nest. An Yizhi thought they would fight tenaciously, and then use the spirit manifestation ability of the book of the dead to show a means of "interrogating the soul", I didn't expect that what they promised was a pleasure.

Nonsense, those who know current affairs are heroes. Besides, anyone who lives in this circle would have become a member of the mass burial post outside the city if he didn't have the resourcefulness of a wall grass.

The alley in the gang gathering place is not far away. To be exact, the gangs have no fixed gathering place. They usually act sporadically until the boss speaks to gather them. This should be called their boss's office.

In other words, Ann didn't have time to ask what the gang's name was. It doesn't matter what it's called.

With these terrified gangsters, it's much more convenient for them to lead the way and report. It didn't take long for news to come out that their boss agreed to meet, but only one person could go in.

"I'll go. You wait here."

"Angie, are you alone... Too dangerous?"

Fruit hard candy was a little worried. An Yizhi didn't wear the secret silver robe now. In order to show his majesty and didn't cover himself with colorful defense spells, such a mage went into the yard full of robbers and thieves and talked to their boss alone. It was really dangerous.

"It doesn't matter. If they want to be bad for me, I will blow up the whole beggar's nest at the first time."

His tone was very firm. It was not like a simple verbal threat, which made the little gangster waiting on the side shiver.

It's the coffee candy. This self exploding maniac loves to do this kind of thing. Isn't an Yizhi the same?

Speaking of, let coffee and hard candy play self explosion attacks in the city. In terms of lethality and panic, it is also a way.

After the player dies, he will be resurrected in the nearest city. If he dies in Lop text, he will certainly be reborn on the resurrection platform of Lop text. Repeated use is enough to make the citizens of Lop text panic all day.

However, his self explosion skill has serious restrictions. It requires that the character level must be above level 25, and each self explosion will drop one level. It is estimated that he can't explode several times.

Besides, it's too simple and rude. It's meaningless. An Yizhi still tends to be a high-end art.

——If making trouble is art.

"Angie, be careful."

Fruit candy frowned and said:

"The wood around me tells me that there is a lot of blood on the hands inside. They are not so easy to get along with."

This girl is really a player with a druid organization behind her. Ordinary players won't be able to 'read' the sound of wood like her when they get one or two Druid skills.

But Ann didn't care much, just nodded and followed the little brother who led the way into the door.

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From the appearance, this house, like other houses, is a kind of humble wooden shack, but it is well decorated. It has the meaning of a high-end office. It has also found some paintings and works of art to improve its style.

Behind the mahogany desk is a human who looks between 30 and 40 years old. Unexpectedly, she is a woman.

She looks a little beautiful. It can be seen that she should be a beauty when she was young, but a scar running through her face destroyed the only beauty.

As the boss of an outlaw, a woman can hold down people. It can be seen that she does have several brushes. Or the gang boss who can mix up to this position is unlikely to be the kind of local ruffian who will only show off for a while.

"You go out first. I want to talk to this gentleman about something."

She said to the two men around her that they should be confidants. They didn't hesitate to the boss's order. She put away the documents, walked out of the room and closed the door.

"Please sit down."

She pointed to the sofa aisle on the side of her desk.

Ann didn't mention it. She sat down on the sofa.

"People like you don't often appear in the beggar's nest."

She looked up and down at an, who still maintained the shape of the big boss, but she was not afraid, but said with interest:

"Mr. an Yizhi, can you tell me your intention?"

As soon as I entered the door, I was seen through. It's incredible that a gangster leader in lopven city actually knew an Yizhi.

Like feeling an Yizhi's doubt, the female leader slightly opened the lower part of her collar, revealing a white palm mark.

White hand Association, no wonder.

"I received the information as soon as you got off the ship, but I never thought you would find me directly."

"What do you call it?"

"That's what you call me, Maureen."

This is the first step. It's time to get down to business.

"I want to make a deal."

"I know. My men told me."

Maureen's eyes gleamed with rejection:

"Your identity and experience are too dangerous. I'm just a small leader, but I don't dare to do business with your big ship."

The words are polite, but there is only one meaning.

You're such a troublemaker. I'm afraid to go online with you.

"No, if you can meet my needs, you must."

"Mr. ANN, is this a threat?"

Maureen narrowed her eyes, and the slight facial movements made the scar on her face particularly ferocious.

Being polite doesn't mean she's really afraid of an Yizhi. Although the rumors of this goods make his reputation in NPC like thunder, Maureen doesn't think an Yizhi dares to be presumptuous when a mage enters the den of thieves, especially without any protection.

"Yes, I am a threat."

An Yizhi admitted shamelessly.

"Maybe the information of the white hand Association is very comprehensive. You should know that I have a dead army in my hand. As long as I like, I can easily settle here. No one can stop me."

About the book of the dead, the white hand Association specially indicated this in an Yizhi's application, which is also the relationship that other NPCs are not willing to deal with an Yizhi.

Behind the goods is the great God of Nigu. He also has the book of the dead in his hand, which is enough to destroy the city alone. What's more, Maureen doesn't know what magic an Yizhi can do.

How many spells a mage can have is his biggest secret. The white hand association can't do anything about it. If an Yizhi is really a necromancer as he shows

Even demons are afraid of their existence, let alone those who rely on gray industry to make a living. Once they provoke the necromancer, death is just liberation.

"You can try. I'll find someone else. There are always people in the world whose bones are soft. Of course, after straightening out you."

This sentence is almost a naked provocation.

If it is a dialogue between two players, an Yizhi's words will inevitably lead to a battle.

But it's not a big problem for an NPC.

In fact, it is really impossible for an Yizhi to kill them directly. Summoning skeletons will cause strong magic fluctuations, and the negative energy driving the undead is too conspicuous.

Don't forget, there are two temples in the city. Even if the temple of wojin, the goddess of wealth, is not interested in it, the temple of tyre, the God of justice, will never sit idly by. It's no good for an Yizhi to attract these guys.

In other words, an Yizhi is gambling that Maureen dare not joke about his family and life.

Maureen's face was blue and white for a while, and finally he put down his shoulder:

"You won, Mr. an. I really can't gamble with all my life. What do you need?"

If the system prompts [your bluff and intimidation skills are improved] at this time, it will be more appropriate.

"I need some magic marks without any location function, which can go in and out of the business district."

It's easy for him to say. In fact, it's not so simple.

The gangs that can get it are organizations that collude with big businessmen and nobles. Maureen's gang can only be regarded as a middle level, and can't be compared with those big gangs at all.

"I'm sorry about that. We can't get that either."

"Really? But someone told me you could."

An Yizhi certainly didn't believe it, even if Maureen was telling the truth.

He cursed the guy who told Ann the information. Maureen had to bite the bullet and say:

"Even if you really destroy us, you can't get it. The magic mark is beyond our ability."

She saw Ann raise her chin with one finger:

"So, where can I find it?"

Maureen thought:

"There may be in a warehouse. It belongs to another Gang, but I have to remind you that they have something to do with a congressman at the top."

"Oh, Ms. Maureen."

An pointed and smiled:

"Do you want to bring trouble to the East and use me by the way? That gang must be a rival gang to you, emmmmmmmm... I guess you've always wanted to replace them to connect with the congressman, or there's something you want in that warehouse?"

"To tell you the truth, they robbed a batch of goods we had planned to take away."

"I see. Is it mutually beneficial?"

There are magic marks needed by an Yizhi and a batch of goods originally belonging to Maureen in the warehouse. She hopes to take back her own things with the help of an Yizhi.

"I don't object to helping each other, which can reassure you and me. Of course, if you don't lie, otherwise..."

Don't make it too clear. Just let everyone know.

"One more thing, since you are also a member of the white hand Association, I want to know about the murderer in the inner city."

"According to the rules, buying intelligence requires equivalent money, but I can make an exception to tell you that the killer's intelligence is only 'no intelligence', and the white hand Association has not received any information about him."

Even the white hand Association didn't find any clues about who the murderer was. That guy has some skills

Forget it, just know that his purpose is the same as ours.

An Yizhi asked the murderer. He just asked casually and didn't care too much. He lifted his hood and dispersed the black fog effect of the eternal night robe, laughing:

"Well, have a good cooperation? Do you want to shake hands?"

"Enjoy your cooperation, but you don't have to shake hands."

Maureen worried that an Yizhi would take the opportunity to curse her. After all, his shape really makes people have to be careful.