"Hello……"

Outside the country known as the sacred realm, in the chaotic zone, there is a large-scale demon trading ground with chaotic fish and dragons.

Wei Wei came here as if he was really visiting the market, and then according to the address Spider gave to Xiao Liu before, he came to this shop where the walls on both sides were covered with various weapons.

This is the foundation's overseas station, which is of course invisible.

The weapons that the Foundation promised to him were not handed over to him in Scrap Iron City, but were made to come here to receive them.

However, the bald boss, who was lying on a worn-out gaming chair he found somewhere and listening to the radio, didn't look very polite. He was obviously awake, but turned a blind eye to Wei Wei.

It wasn't until a certain cross talk on the radio finished that he twitched the corner of his mouth and glanced lazily at Wei Wei:

"What do you want?"

"..."

Facing this unfriendly looking boss, Wei Wei responded with a gentle smile and said:

"I'm an investigator dispatched by the Foundation, and I'm here to collect weapons!"

"..."

"?"

The lazy-looking bald boss sat up with a sigh, his expression as if he had seen a ghost.

He casually grabbed the gun next to the gaming chair and looked outside nervously. He made sure that the store was empty and no one was there. No one would hear such a conversation, so he felt relieved.

But he still pressed the button immediately, lowered the rolling shutter door, and even turned on an electronic jamming device to prevent his conversation with Wei Wei from being eavesdropped. Then, his face turned red and he said angrily:

"Do you think you're going to the mall by yourself?"

"I'm a secret sentry here, I'm a spy, and you just come in so arrogantly and ask for weapons?"

"..."

"Excuse me……"

Seeing that the other party was very angry, Wei Wei hurriedly smiled and apologized: "I didn't ask directly when there was no one around."

"What is this place?"

The bald boss was still angry and reprimanded: "Ten miles further east is the sacred realm. Do you know how many kinds of demonic forces are everywhere here?"

"There may be a pair of invisible eyes counting down the seconds for you when you go to the toilet. How can you be so confident that no one is watching?"

"..."

"Is surveillance so powerful?"

Wei Wei was somewhat surprised: "Why haven't I met him yet?"

"Oh, it's just that you can't find it..."

The bald boss snorted coldly, then looked Wei Wei up and down, and said angrily: "Mission code name, and what mission are you going to perform? What weapons do you want?"

It must be that he really didn't find it, otherwise he wouldn't have so many bullets left.

Wei Wei was quite confident in himself, but he was too lazy to explain to the bald boss here. He just answered honestly: "Task code 004, investigating the current situation of the Wandering Church and the response to abnormal events."

"The weapon the Foundation asked me to come here to collect is..."

After a pause, he said in a somewhat expectant tone: "Hymn to Hell!"

"Wow..."

The bald boss reacted well at first, but he couldn't help but frown and wonder what level of task it was that actually needed to start with two zeros.

And when he heard the words "Hymn to Hell", the chair suddenly turned over and he was thrown to the ground. He was in a hurry for a long time and couldn't get up.

Wei Wei kindly went to help him, but the other party hurriedly waved his hand and refused: "No, no, no..."

As he spoke, his body shrank back subconsciously, and he asked tremblingly: "Brother...brother, may I ask who this person is?"

"The graduate of the 13th batch of Soaring Snake Training Camp, currently the Extraordinary Sheriff of Scrap Iron City, the third defensive line of the spiritual barrier, accepted this assignment not long ago."

Wei Wei smiled gently and well-behaved, and said: "The Foundation specified that I should come here to collect the weapons that need to be distributed for this mission. There was a slight delay on the way, otherwise I would have arrived long ago."

"Scrap... Scrap Iron City?"

The bald boss's complexion obviously changed a bit. His face turned pale and his lips were bloodless. His eyes even looked at Wei Wei with some horror, and he said tremblingly:

"you……"

"Are you the legendary bloody sheep?"

"..."

"?"

Wei Wei was stunned when he heard this: "What the hell?"

"Legendary, the three most terrifying sheep in the world."

The bald boss's voice seemed to be filled with coldness, and he whispered: "One is the black goat of the death demon, and the other is the white goat that once roamed the wilderness..."

"...The nearest one is...the one that feeds on demons and monsters, the blood...blood goat?"

"..."

"this……"

Wei Wei was stunned for a while and finally said: "This is all nonsense..."

I have never heard of it at all...

And the bald boss suddenly reacted. It seemed that although this name sounded scary, he shouldn't have said it to his face...

He hurriedly punched his mouth, forced himself to calm down, and said: "Sequence...serial number?"

"HBD..."

Wei Wei thought that the mission was the most important thing, and immediately reported the order code secretly given to him by the foundation.

"It's really you..."

The bald boss confirmed something and his face turned even darker.

He seemed to want to ask more questions, but after taking a look at Wei Wei, he felt that he was not as scary as the legend said, but the less scary he was, the scarier he appeared in the eyes of the bald boss, and in the end, there was nothing.

He asked, but he hurriedly got up and ran sneakily into the back of the store. After a while, he walked out with a box wrapped in a brand new oil paper bag.

Originally, he wanted to hand it directly to Wei Wei, but after thinking about it, he put it on the ground and took a few steps back.

"Is there really one?"

Wei Wei's eyes suddenly lit up. Although he had been looking forward to it all the way, because he wanted it too much, he was afraid of an accident when it came to the end.

Now that I saw this black and oily box, my heart could not help but tremble slightly.

He squatted down, uncovered the oil paper on the box, then looked around, took a wrench and smashed it twice, lifted the nails on it, and gently opened the wooden lid.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! During this process, the bald boss was originally hiding three meters away. After thinking about it, he hid behind the counter again.

After thinking about it again, I took an armed shield to protect myself. Finally, I suddenly realized sadly that it was useless, so I just stuck my head out.

"Hymn to Hell, is this what it is like?"

At this time, Wei Wei was a little surprised and excited as he looked inside the box.

Unexpectedly, what I saw in this one-meter-square box was not a pointed bomb full of technology, but a little doll from Heihu Lake. It looked a bit like pottery, but I didn't know how to burn it.

It's about twenty centimeters long, with only a vague human shape. If you had to describe it, it's just a crudely made doll, and it doesn't have the terrifying power as legendary.

"It can't be fake, right?"

Wei Wei was suspicious subconsciously and reached out to fiddle with it.

"Brother..."

The bald boss knelt down immediately: "I haven't married a wife yet..."

“You’ve lost all your hair and still want to get a wife?”

Wei Wei couldn't help but glance at him and felt that his idea was a bit greedy.

But he really saw that the boss was frightened, so he gave up the idea of ​​testing the authenticity on the spot. Instead, he took off the head pendant and put its mouth in front of the black doll.

The head pendant closed its mouth tightly, showing no intention of swallowing the black doll.

Wei Wei glared at it. It closed its eyes tightly and didn't look like a living thing at all.

"Disobedient again..."

Wei Wei was a little helpless, but it was difficult to train it in front of outsiders, so he had no choice but to put away the head pendant, and then reached out and picked up the box.

It's actually a little lighter than expected.

Just as he was about to put the Hell Hymn into his Jeep and leave, the bald boss couldn't bear it any longer: "Brother... this investigator, are you going... to..."

"Where do you put this thing?"

"..."
To be continued...