When Wang Hui finished making arrangements and left the apartment, it was already afternoon.

The bartender Greg watched his figure turn into light smoke and float out of the window, with a complex expression on his face.

"What kind of monster is he..."

As a well-known "vigilant" and "sentinel" in the gray area of ​​Ye Shengdu, Greg has seen many powerful people, including even a big boss with a combat power of close to 5,000!

But the sense of danger those people brought to him was completely different from Wang Hui's.

This guy is as ethereal as smoke on the surface, but in reality the horror inside is like an abyss!

"call…"

Greg rubbed his throbbing and numb temples, took a long breath, and forced himself to calm down.

"I have been shrinking for too many years, and finally I have to sink into deeper muddy water...

Do you think I should be that person’s lackey?”

He looked at the two remaining little turtles in the turtle tank.

The two of them shrank their heads, completely lacking their usual arrogant and shouting attitude.

After all, the bones of the comrades who were stabbed to death were still cold, so they did not dare to provoke the devil in front of them rashly.

Greg didn't hear the response and wasn't annoyed. His eyes fell on himself in the mirror.

The [Dragon Controlling Ring] worn around the neck is like a precious colorful gemstone, shimmering with light.

"I seem to have no choice anymore..."

Sighing softly, Greg walked into the bedroom, slid open a section of the floor strip under the bed, and took out a bulging travel bag from underneath.

It is filled with large banknotes!

His superficial identity is just a bartender in a cheap bar, so naturally he cannot save so much money.

His usual salary income is directly deposited into the electronic account, and Greg's daily expenses are also drawn from it. According to the file information, he is very clean and a typical good citizen.

And behind the scenes, they serve as "vigilantes" for gray transactions. The money they earn is in cash that does not go through electronic accounts. They hide it and dare not spend it casually.

Until now, Greg couldn't help but smile bitterly when he saw that he had accumulated nearly two million in savings.

“I often go to look out for people with fear, and I am afraid to collect commissions and save them, but I only dare to spend the salary I earn as a bartender...

What am I planning on?"

With a long sigh, Greg zipped up the travel bag and prepared to take the bag of money to add some equipment.

Only one of the sophisticated implants and back modifications on his body were purchased with deposits from his own account, and the other two were remuneration for being a trade alert.

Greg lived anxiously every day, fearing that others would find out the truth and suspect that he had money from shady sources.

But now, he has agreed to the arrangement of the man who calls himself "Whiteboard". Future actions will definitely cause friction with various organizations, so he can't care too much.

Money must be exchanged for new equipment that can save lives as soon as possible!

Otherwise, it is very likely that the person will die and the money will not be spent all the tragic ending...

Returning to the living room from the bedroom, Greg looked startled.

There are two suitcases on the table.

One of them was left behind by Mr. Baiban, who told him to hand it over to a young man named "Qiao Ning" and guide him in making subsequent plans.

The second suitcase was very unfamiliar, and Greg was sure it wasn't on the table just now!

He searched around cautiously, but there was no sense of danger.

Turning his eyes to the new suitcase, Greg's eyes were filled with sternness.

The position of the handle seemed to have been engraved with his name by some strange force, and there was even a hint of heat!

It’s that whiteboard…

Gregor's expression changed, and he slowly slumped down on the chair.

The other party's move was clearly a deliberate display of strength!

So what if he has an extraordinary sense of danger? As long as someone is targeted, he can come and go in his house without leaving a trace!

Greg couldn't imagine what method the other party used to do it, but this had completely cut off any hint of disobedience deep in his heart.

After calming down, Greg opened the suitcase with his name engraved on it.

"This, this is..."

What catches the eye are six diamond-shaped armor pieces connected by sliding rail devices.

This is exactly one of the weapons that Clementine and she kept in the safe in the darkroom of the bar, the sophisticated mechanical shield - [Liujia]!

Although the level of this shield is not as high as [Five Lines], it is considered a mass-produced type, but it is also a very high-quality model among the shield weapons newly developed by Miracle Arms this year! It should have been taken by Clementine when she was running away.

Greg checked it with his information device and found that the listing price of the [Six Armor] Shield was nine hundred and sixty-nine thousand eight, which is a good thing that combines offense and defense!

And the appearance of this dark green armor plate somehow fits his outfit style...

Reaching out to penetrate the shield ring, the six diamond-shaped armor plates "click" moved on their own and attached to Greg's left arm on both sides.

During battle, he can change the arrangement of his armor pieces at will to decide whether to favor defense or offense.

"As soon as I joined, Mr. Baiban gave me a big gift..."

Greg stroked the shield lovingly. Of course he could see that the other party was trying to give him a sweet date by beating him with a stick.

But it’s better than hitting two sticks in a row, right?

What's more, Mr. Whiteboard is not only generous, but also incredibly capable.

There is no doubt that he is a hidden boss!

If you stay with such a strong man, you may one day be able to leave a legend in Yeshengdu!

"Forget it, people like me are not suitable for becoming famous, so I'd better place my hopes on that boy..."

Greg picked up the suitcase with Qiao Ning's name engraved on it in one hand and carried the money bag on his shoulder in the other hand, preparing to buy a few things on the way to find the other party.

…

At the same time, in the southwest of the Gulf World, the Holy City of Light.

Outside the prison door, Zuo Qiuyue rubbed her eyebrows with a headache.

She had learned the whole process of the Gupo Town incident from Huyan Mushan, but she still had not found out where the strange man named "Naditz" came from.

The physical part of this guy is not worth mentioning, but the metal body contains good aura fluctuations, and its strength is comparable to the initial stage of the fourth tempering of the Kingdom of God!

If Gupo Town hadn't happened to have a master like "Guardian of Light" Armstrong living in seclusion, Naditz, with his violent temperament, might have caused a bloody massacre on a large scale!

This person had an arrogant temper. After being taken to the Guangming Holy City Prison and imprisoned, he cursed loudly as soon as he woke up from the [Repentance] state.

He spoke unintelligible words such as "Ye Shengdu", "Miracle Arms", "Sky Action Team", etc., and threatened the personnel of the Kingdom of God who came for interrogation. Even Zuo Qiuyue, a high-level executive, found nothing valuable.

Information.

She had no choice but to send someone to ask for help from someone more suitable to do this.

After waiting for a moment, Art Spheran hurried over wearing the robes of an archbishop and holding a scripture in his hand.

Zuo Qiuyue stepped forward and said hello with a wry smile: "I'm sorry, Archbishop, you just finished teaching His Majesty and you have to come over again to deal with trouble."

"You're welcome, Chief Yue, this is my duty."

Sphilan is much older than she was when the Holy City of Light fell, but her mental state is much better.

He returned the courtesy to Zuo Qiuyue politely, and then looked towards the cell door with a kind smile.
Chapter completed!