Although the Anti-Black and White Alliance is a bad name, it is still quite regular in terms of rules and regulations, which means it is not a scattered soldier, but a serious civil organization. Zhang Yuanqing thought about it and replied:

"no problem!"

After sending the message, he walked to the window and looked down at Cao Qianxiu on the side of the road.

The girl raised her head, and the two of them intersected their eyes. She nodded with a serious face, then raised her hand and slashed her brother's head, scolding:

"I'm still watching a show, so I'll go to the station to take the bus."

Eight-year-old Cao Chao drooped his head and followed his sister away like a weak dog, walking towards the bus stop five hundred meters away.

Just a few steps away, the brother and brother heard a call from the upper floor: "Wait!"

Cao Chao's eyes lit up and he stopped obediently.

Zhang Yuanqing retracted his head, and after more than ten seconds, he poked his head out again and threw a large bag of snacks down.

The large bag of snacks fell to the ground. The eight-year-old Cao Chao ran over quickly like a wild dog. Without even looking at it, he stuffed the package containing a lot of snacks into his schoolbag.

When my mother quarreled, she was focused on her body and united with man and nature, and would not notice him. Cao Chao carried a small schoolbag, stepped on his short legs and ran away in a flash.

Cao Qianxiu, downstairs, glared at the young tenant helplessly, and strode to follow her younger brother.

Zhang Yuanqing supported his hands on the windowsill, and looked at the backs of the siblings who were gradually moving away with a smile. The morning sun shone on his face, as gentle as jade.

Today Friday is the seventh day of his arrival in the Free Federation. In a week, he successfully completed thirteen low-level tasks in succession and finally accumulated points to 60 bronze points, and he was still 40 points away from becoming a silver hunter.

The Bounty Hunter app’s backstage comment was: Extraordinary talent!

In addition, with his outstanding social skills, he is very familiar with the landlord's family. The landlord's husband and the landlord's wife both think that this young man has a good character, handsome appearance, and good-sounding voice.

The little brat Cao Chao also likes the neighbor's elder brother very much, because the elder brother will stuff high-end snacks into his schoolbag while his parents are not paying attention. Cao Chao will enter the classroom with his schoolbag with a strong sense of courage and take out the snacks in front of the envious eyes of the students.

The boys surrendered to the snacks and followed him in front of the saddle.

The girls also like to play with him and said shyly: Cao Chao, can I eat your snacks?

In the words of the neighbor’s elder brother: I get the right to choose a spouse at a young age!

Until the Cao family's siblings disappeared, Zhang Yuanqing left the window, entered the bathroom to wash, stood in front of the mirror while brushing his teeth, thinking about whether to continue looking for his mother.

In fact, as Chen Shu is an ordinary person, his stargazing skills and the bond between mother and son, he can fully deduce the position of the old mother through stargazing.

But after learning that Chen Shu was leaning against the Merchant Guild and a demigod, he suddenly didn't want to find an old lady.

To this day, most of the things have been understood, such as how the head disease comes, how the old mother's little blue pill comes, and why she went abroad (because there are large organizations abroad that can protect her father's clone), these causes and consequences have been understood.

The only thing that is not clear is whether the relics left to him by his father were fragments of the light compass.

Originally, Zhang Yuanqing thought that his head was caused by the core fragments of the light compass tore apart the soul.

But Master Wuhen clearly stated that the core fragment of the light compass is not on Zhang Yuanqing.

There are two possibilities: First, the core fragment of the light compass leaves after tearing apart the soul.

2. My father’s relics are not core fragments.

Only by asking Chen Shu about this matter can you understand. Zhang Yuanqing even did a good job of being a good old lady and didn't cooperate, so she used dreams and illusions to "force" her to confess.

Now I suddenly know that Chen Shu and the president are in the same group. What the demigod doesn’t want to tell you is useless to force you.

Zhang Yuanqing was a little overjoyed.

"If you look for Chen Shu, let it go in advance, then your current goal is: 1. Be promoted to a golden hunter within one month to meet the requirements of the financial master's father. 2. Wait silently for the promotion to the master at the end of the year. 3. Find a way to subdue Winnie and get the fragments of the Demon Lord. 4. Hunting the first area as much as possible, collecting props. 5. Cleaning the dirty free federation."

Among the five small goals, the second and third are bound. If you want to subdue Winnie, you have to be promoted to the master. It is too barely necessary to deal with the eighth master as a saint.

The Demon Lord’s treasure map is not an urgent product. The saint’s plan to dominate the eighth level in the stage of the saint, and the benefits and risks are not proportional, which is unwise.

One, four, and five are related and can be done together.

For specific operations, it is to do more tasks, expand channels and connections, and you cannot be blind, so it is necessary to join the anti-black and white alliance.

"I can change my breath and appearance, and I can have multiple identities, and each identity controls several channels.

"I am both Batman, Spider-Man, and Superman. When necessary, I can also be a Thanos. The profession of illusionist is really fun. There are very few night-going gods in the first area. Without astrology, it is almost impossible to see my true body."

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Yuanqing was invited to knock on the door of 401 with a bottle of Lafite.

"Hello brother!" Cao Chao shouted happily, his eyes full of admiration.

Every boy once admired his older brother.

Zhang Yuanqing touched his head and walked through the entrance to enter the living room. The landlord’s wife and the housekeeper were busy in the kitchen. The landlord Cao Qing sat on the sofa watching TV. He was wearing a black stand-alone T-shirt and raised his belly.

"Why are you bringing wine?" Cao Qing stood up to greet him, his eyes swept over the red wine sign, and his smile suddenly became deeper, and he smiled:

"Yo, the 90-year-old Lafite is a great year. How do you know that I like red wine?"

You don’t like red wine, what you like is the expensive red wine Zhang Yuanqing also smiled: “It’s just for you to give it, just like Brother Cao.”

Cao Qing is a slick and profit-seeking businessman. For businessmen, giving valuable things is the best gift.

This is called voting to what he likes.

Cao Qing led Zhang Yuanqing to the seat, touched his son's head, and ordered: "Let your sister come out to make tea, use the Pu'er I treasured, in the third lattice of the bedroom tea cabinet."

When Cao Chao ran into the corridor happily, Cao Qing sighed:

"Songhai University is a good university, a famous university. I'll ask you for Xiu'er's grades. If she doesn't obey, you will scold her directly. If she doesn't listen, then tell her mother that the girl has been dissatisfied since she was a child and she can't cure anyone, but she is afraid of her mother.

"When her mother yells, the girl will be timid."

No problem, blood pressure plus position suppression of the same profession. Zhang Yuanqing complained in his heart that Saturday and weekends were his time to make up for classes, but because the landlord's family was going out for a trip tomorrow, the private tutoring class was in advance.

One and a half hours tonight, one and a half hours tonight.

As he was chatting, Cao Qing suddenly said:

"It's not been peaceful in Chinatown recently. Remember to close the doors and windows at night."

Zhang Yuanqing shrugged: "When will it be safe to stay in the night of the Free Federation?"

Cao Qing was stunned, and then laughed: "Xiao Zhang, you know how to joke, hahaha, yes, the nights in the Free Federation are indeed unsafe, so you know why Batman has to show his face."

It is worth mentioning that the landlord likes to tell jokes - hell jokes and cold jokes.

Zhang Yuanqing took the opportunity to ask: "Why?"

Cao Qing said with a serious look: "Because of this, the police officers can tell that he is white."

Zhang Yuanqing was stunned for a moment before he understood the meaning of the landlord.

It's indeed a hell-level joke!

After the joke ended, Cao Qing said seriously: "There have been more than a dozen murders in this Chinatown at the southern end of the Isle of Man."

Zhang Yuanqing put away his smile and frowned: "What kind of murder case is it? What is the statement from the police station?"

"There is no explanation!" Cao Qing shrugged, "The police station will always tell you that the case is still under investigation and there is no way to tell. In fact, from half a month ago, there have been people on Wall Street one after another. By yesterday, there were already ten victims, and there were 17 victims. But all the dead are Chinese, so the media just mentioned it, and did not report it extensively, nor did they organize to put pressure on the police station."

Zhang Yuanqing did not hear much about a vicious serial murder case. Of course, he went out early and came back late the week, busy with tasks, and was not in Chinatown. In addition, he never reads the news and newspapers of New Testament County, and the news is inevitably lagging behind.

Next is Chinatown in the southern end of the Isle of Man, with a population of nearly 200,000 in more than 40 blocks. If it is scattered, there will be an average case in three streets.

It is easy to ignore if you don’t pay attention to it deliberately.

But after all, it was a serial murder case, and so "silent" is enough to show that the media is disregarded.

Cao Qing suddenly lowered his voice, "I heard that there was a wild Taoist priest from Maoshan who was refining zombies in Chinatown."

Zhang Yuanqing cooperated and showed a surprised expression: "Is there any evidence?"

Cao Qing's voice became even lower and said:

"I have a few friends who have a relationship with the police station. The news I found was that the deceased were blue and had black nails, which were not normal corpses. The police station issued a death order. Once the corpses of serial murders were found, they had to be burned that night and could not be preserved. You know, the forensic doctor inside the police station six kilometers away violated the order and insisted on keeping the body for dissection. As a result, they were killed by the zombie transformed into corpses and sucked blood and died. This matter is confidential, so don't spread it outside."

"It's still confidential." Cao Qianxiu walked over with two cups of tea and sneered, "How could you know if it's confidential? Zombies? Haha, do you want to buy a few kilograms of glutinous rice and keep it at home?"

Zhang Yuanqing turned his head and looked at Cao Qianxiu.

The girl pretended to be disdainful, but a seriousness flashed in her eyes.

Cao Qing coughed awkwardly and greeted, "Drink tea."

The supper was ready soon, and Zhang Yuanqing and his landlord sat at the dining table and chatted - the landlord's wife didn't like Annie and never invited her to dinner.

Considering Zhang Yuanqing's taste, the landlord's wife made two pine sea dishes tonight - braised bamboo shoots and chicken sauce.

Cao Qing tasted the fried rice and frowned frequently:

"Oh my God, how could you put so much oil? Are you trying to recruit troops from the Free Federation?"

The landlord’s wife didn’t understand, “What a mess, do you like to eat or not.”

Cao Qing looked at Zhang Yuanqing disappointedly, and Zhang Yuanqing said in a deep voice: "I don't plan to eat this dish."

"Why?" Cao Qing asked.

Zhang Yuanqing looked serious: "Because I don't want too much oil to accumulate in my stomach, it will attract the army of the Free Federation."

Cao Qing laughed loudly, "It's interesting, so interesting, Xiao Zhang, your level of jokes is completely comparable to mine."

Cao Qianxiu, the landlord’s wife, looked at the two of them with a confused look on her face, looking at the fool.
To be continued...