The man in black robe was stunned for a moment, then quickly chased after him.
Zhou Bai ran forward a few steps with his candle in his hand, then turned back with a sneer and defiantly blew out his candle in front of the man in black robe.
The man in black robe was instantly furious and shouted towards the candle shop: "Why don't you come out and help?"
As soon as his voice fell, a man dressed as a butcher ran out of the shop.
Zhou Bai looked a little flustered. He held the candle and wanted to run forward anxiously, but before he could run a few steps, he fell to the ground with a plop.
Seeing this, the men in black robes and the butcher rushed over. One lifted Zhou Bai's feet, the other grabbed his hands, and carried him into the candle shop.
Warm reminder for traveling to City A, Article 6.
[If you see a candle shop in City A that has its door open but never turns on the lights, please don’t go in.]
Did you see Whitebeard?
Zhou Bai was forced to do so. He really didn't want to enter the candle shop.
And he didn’t walk in, he was carried in!
Outside the candle shop, a few birds hiding in the dark saw Zhou Bai being caught into the candle shop, and they collapsed and plucked out a few of their own feathers.
They chirped a few times, and then a little bird flapped its wings and flew into the air.
In the candle shop, Zhou Bai was carried into the back room of the shop by two of them.
I saw the man in black robe angrily kicking open the door, and then a strong smell of blood hit my face.
Zhou Bai was thrown to the ground by them, and lying with him was a pig whose hands and feet were tied.
"Now someone actually dares to bully us. It's really a long time since we last."
The man in black robe rolled up his sleeves, revealing his somewhat pale arms.
He reached out and picked up a boning knife from the table, squatted down and grabbed Zhou Bai's clothes, intending to stab him with the knife.
"Wait a minute, don't you need to ask me first why I want to snatch your candle?"
Zhou Bai lay on the ground, staring at the pale skin of the man in black robes, letting him grab his clothes.
The man in black robe was so angry that his chest kept heaving. He raised the hand holding the boning knife high and hesitated to put it down.
"He can't run away anyway. Listening to what he has to say first won't waste much time."
The butcher on the side tried to smooth things over, and came over and took away the black-robed man's boning knife.
"You he……
driving me mad!
Then you should say it, let me see what you can say!"
He let go of Zhou Bai's clothes.
Zhou Bai sat up with his hands on the ground. He didn't say anything, but silently took out a Blackbeard badge from his pocket.
The man in black robe and the butcher's eyes widened at the same time.
"you……
This is wrong."
The man in black robe got up and walked outside, then took a few pieces of paper and walked back again.
"Black overalls, black jacket...
There is a crack of about five centimeters in front of the left foot of the hiking shoe...
Slender, tall and somewhat handsome.
Oh, this item was crossed out.
There are also many feature records on it, each of which is very detailed.
I can be sure that the person recorded here is you!"
The man in black robe held the paper in one hand and pointed at Zhou Bai with the other. He felt that at this moment, he was a very smart person with a particularly bright mind.
"It also says that you and Whitebeard's group of monsters are in the same group.
Now that you have come to us again, what are your intentions?"
Zhou Bai pulled up his sleeves helplessly and spread his hands.
"I'm such an undercover agent, can't you see that?
People with white beards all look weird, do you think I’m the same as them?”
When the butcher standing aside heard this, he scratched his head with a headache.
But the man in black robe still felt that Zhou Bai's reason was not sufficient, so he rushed towards Zhou Bai, grabbed his clothes, and reached out to search his pockets.
"Do you think we two are fools?
Do you think you can fool us into believing you with just a few words?"
Zhou Bai also had two Whitebeard badges in his pocket.
At this time, of course you can't let him search your pockets.
So when he saw this, he quickly grabbed the other person's extended hand.
"Are you guilty?" The man in black robe found a new reason for his speculation.
Zhou Bai looked at him like this and felt that there might still be a long way to go before he could convince him.
When he was thinking about whether there was a more favorable way to say it, he suddenly saw the man in black robe's eyes falling on the machine in Zhou Bai's pocket that kept flashing red light.
"This...this is..." The man in black robe loosened his grip on his hand, and the expression on his face became a little uncertain.
Zhou Bai secretly thought it was not good.
A City’s Code of Survival, Article 5.
[Hide the identity of the duty team and don’t let anyone in City A know your identity.]
This communication machine was obtained from the duty team.
If the man in black robe recognized this communication machine, he might also know that he was a member of the duty team.
"Do you recognize this thing?" Zhou Bai pressed his hand on his pocket.
The man in black robe quickly shook his head: "No, no, no, I understand, you are an undercover, you must be!"
Zhou Bai was shocked.
You kid is changing so fast.
"It kind of makes sense if you were placed there.
Don’t worry, we will definitely help you hide your identity.”
It turns out that things that cannot be solved with two identities can be solved with a third identity.
I just don’t know if this is a violation of the rules?
Zhou Bai thought for a while but still couldn't get an answer.
At this time, I saw the man in black robe going back to the original question.
"But how did you get together with Whitebeard?"
Zhou Bai frowned: "Is there a possibility that one of my two friends is an undercover agent?"
When the wise man in black robe heard this, he suddenly understood.
"An undercover agent arranged by Whitebeard?
I think this assumption is very reasonable."
After he finished speaking, he quickly stretched out his hand to help Zhou Bai with some embarrassment and patted the dust he had just collected while lying on the ground.
"A misunderstanding, a misunderstanding."
The butcher, who had been standing nearby with a headache, finally relaxed his eyebrows.
"It turns out it was a misunderstanding, that's good, that's good."
Zhou Bai secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then he had time to look around and take a good look at where he was now.
"Haha, this is a small slaughterhouse. I usually kill pigs and sheep here."
The butcher scratched his head naively, which immediately made the pig lying at Zhou Bai's feet tremble with fear.
"There are so many animals in this city, why did you only choose this one pig to kill?"
Zhou Bai pretended to ask casually.
When he turned around, he saw that the innocent expression on the butcher's face had disappeared.