Chapter 9 Taoist priest carrying RPG

After confirming an ally with Flores, Claire put away the gun. At this moment, only Ye Wen was still playing with the white lotus in his hand. No one expressed dissatisfaction, because the white lotus could just play a little lighting. The few of them were here to check if there were any clues on the scene. It was naturally much better to have a little brightness than to be painted in darkness.

In fact, there is nothing to find here. The strange men in black in Claire's mouth have taken away everything they could find, leaving nothing useful.

At first, Claire wanted to find clues from Ye Wen, and even found the group of men in black through Ye Wen, but this idea has now been confirmed to be unworkable.

Now Ye Wen wants to learn from Flores the identity of the man in black and even contact these guys, but Flores's face has become very strange: "Although the European Holy See... has some contact with the American organization, it will cooperate from time to time. But to be honest, the relationship between us is not good! Especially..."

Ye Wen looked up at him, but he already had some answers in his heart.

Sure enough, the Italian then said: "This time the mission was not notified to the United States. I came to the United States in the name of travel, and everything can only be carried out in secret! If the United States officials are notified, then we probably have no choice but to make the decision!"

"Then why are you willing to disclose it to us?" Claire was a little confused. Since it was a secret mission, why would Flores be willing to notify himself?

Ye Wen thought about it and understood the key point. Finally, he showed a strange smile: "Do you need help?"

"That's right!" Flores admitted very happily: "The strength of the dark mage Mudrak is stronger and more terrifying than before. The dark aura I feel from here is like two people of completely different levels left behind compared to what I feel in Europe!"

"Dark breath?" Ye Wen had been trying to try if there was any dark aura after standing here, but he turned against him without success. But this Paladin has gained something, could it be...

"I have purified it with holy light. It is very dangerous for these dark auras to remain here! It will cause immeasurable damage to some people with special physiques, so once we paladins discover this situation, they will take the initiative to purify these dark auras... This is also the relationship between you being able to feel the holy light in my body!"

Flores blamed Ye Wen for his ability to discover his identity as a Paladin, for the purification technique he had just used, which exuded a powerful holy light aura. Otherwise, he would not have figured out how the oriental man in front of him discovered his identity.

Ye Wen smiled and did not explain. He did not tell Flores that even though the Paladin seemed to hide his energy very well, Flores was still like an oversized light bulb with a power supply and a switch on. The holy light aura contained on his body was presented to Ye Wen's eyes without any obstruction.

Unconsciously Flores continued to speak his words in a high profile: "I originally wanted to go to Chinatown to find a friend to help. When he went to Europe to solve a commission, he had some friendship with me. This time he happened to be able to help!"

Speaking of this, Flores suddenly turned to look at Ye Wen: "He is also an oriental, and seems to be a... a Taoist priest? That's what he should have said?"

"Taoist?" Although he already knew that there were indeed monks in this world, he did not expect that in the United States, there would be a compatriot who would live nearby.

"Maybe this person will know something more? And be able to learn something about the world of cultivation from him!"

Thinking of this, Ye Wen became interested in Flores' oriental friend and wanted to ask Flores to take them to find this person immediately, but the noodle guy actually looked up and looked at the sky, then said: "It's too late today. Let's go back and rest for a night, and go find him tomorrow! That guy hates others disturbing him, especially at night!"

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Claire said there was no objection. Although she wanted to solve this matter faster so that she could find her brother, many things were not enough to be anxious. Moreover, this matter was completely beyond her imagination and was completely incomparable to the cases she had experienced before. In this case, she could only choose to listen to the opinions of the "professionals".

The Paladin from the European Holy See is undoubtedly a professional in Claire's eyes. In addition to this guy being a white man, his belief and ideological similarity makes it easier for Claire to vote for him. As for Ye Wen? This mysterious Oriental gave her a sense of security too low, and more often she felt a dangerous that she could not explain clearly.

After coming out of the alley, Flores said that he was going back to the hotel, while Ye Wen wanted to go home to accompany his wife! Claire had to send Flores away first, then send Ye Wen back to the apartment, and put Tomi, who was already sleeping in a daze, down the car.

The only thing that surprised Ye Wen was that Claire wanted to deal with Ye Wen's house overnight, because it was already early in the morning when several people returned to the apartment. If she was going home at this time, it would be dawn before she could rest.

"There is a sofa there, this is a sheet and a pillow. Okay, I wish you a good dream!" After stuffing the thing into Claire's hand, Ye Wen turned around and closed the bedroom door, making a loud bang.

"Orients without gentlemanship!" Claire waved his fist at the tight door, then walked angrily to the sofa and lay it on, throwing his already exhausted body on it.

Ye Wen, who returned to the bedroom, did not take a break directly, but meditated briefly, and then tried to send the innate purple qi to his finger ring. The news he received made him a little depressed.

"It will take six months to wait until the next use..."

"I've just slap it, and even the cooling time has been upgraded?"

Six months means that Ye Wen could not get anything from this ring for a long time. The high-yield rings of twelve secret books a year turned into two low-yield ones. The only thing that is worth being happy is that the quality of the secrets is much higher, and Ye Wen does not have to worry about not being able to obtain a complete set of martial arts.

According to Bai Yunyan's experience, as long as he uses the energy of the Huntian Baojian himself, the ring can match him with the subsequent exercises. In this way, he can completely practice a complete set of Huntian Baojian, instead of praying with his illusory luck that he can summon all ten crystals.

"But I still don't know what my innate purple qi can summon? Innate Qiankun Art? Or something else?"

In terms of the characteristics of the exercises, it seems that the most likely thing is the innate Qiankun Technique, which are all Taoist practices! But what Ye Wen is worried that his innate purple qi is not the supporting kung fu. Maybe the ring draws a random lottery method when it draws. If it is suitable, it would be fine, but if it is not suitable, it will be depressed. After all, the ring is not summoned once a month!

Opening her eyes, Ning Ruxue sat on the bed with her legs in her arms and was looking at her. When she came to a strange place, she felt a little uncomfortable. Moreover, Ye Wen went out today, obviously not like she was wandering around and buying things in the past few days, but was facing unknown dangers, which made her a little worried.

Although Ye Wen's martial arts are very powerful, this world is not the world she is familiar with. There are strange monsters here, and there are demons that suck human blood. Even people are different from what they have seen before. They are either black and blond and blue-eyed. Although there are black and black eyes, there are also dark and dark eyes, but there are big differences in appearance.

Sitting next to Ning Ruxue and gently hugged her in her arms. Ye Wen patted his junior sister's shoulder: "I know you're a little worried, but it's okay. These messy ones are just little monsters. As soon as my flying sword came out, all of them turned into dust!"

"Yes!" Ning Ruxue did not answer, but just leaned tighter.

"How is your martial arts now?"

Hearing Ye Wen ask these, Ning Ruxue said: "I feel that the sword energy in my body seems to be about to condense into substance, and it seems to be flowing in the meridians slower and slower! However, the power consumed when taking action has become very small. I guess I can use the Ten Thousand Swords Art now!"

The essence of the red fruit is really powerful. Ning Ruxue has received the help of the fruit, and her skills are thousands of miles a day. If her current cultivation level returns to her original world, she can use the Ten Thousand Swords Art to destroy it, and she will not have anything to do. She is definitely a super strong man who can walk sideways. Ning Ruxue's only weak disadvantage is that she has poor experience. Even though she has high skills, she rarely fights with others.

Ye Wen thought about it and said that although these werewolfs, vampires and other things are much better than ordinary people, they have almost no fighting back when facing him and others. Letting the junior sister clean up these guys may also reduce their fear of these unknown things.

"Or why Ming*** went out with me?"

"Is this good?" Ning Ruxue twisted her body slightly: "And those clothes... do you want me to wear those clothes to go out?"

Ye Wen gently kissed Ning Ruxue's forehead: "Do you want to stay in the room all your life? And you look very good in those clothes!"

Of course, Ye Wen could not wear the really exposed clothes for his women. He picked out a pair of ordinary jeans and a long-sleeved ladies shirt from the pile of clothes, and paired with a pair of sneakers. Others would definitely not see things that they should not see.

After dawn the next day, Ning Ruxue appeared in front of everyone in this outfit.

After Huayi looked at it, she also went back to change into a similar set of clothes, but she was a little bolder than Ning Ruxue. She was wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt on her upper body, but the big hello-kitty on her chest made Ye Wen a little laughed.

Claire was a little dissatisfied with Ye Wen's behavior of taking two women out together, but Ye Wen blocked him back with just one sentence: "Any one of them is more useful than you when you encounter a threat!"

Although she was very dissatisfied with Ye Wen's comment, the young female police officer had no way to refute except shut up, because when she heard the woman questioning the strength of her two people, Ning Ruxue raised her finger and chopped down a small tree ten meters away from her, using her own best-known Qinglian sword energy.

I called the spaghetti man in the car, and several people made an appointment to meet outside Chinatown. The female police officer drove the car angrily all the way and didn't say anything. He only said, "Here!"

Flores stood not far away. After parked the car, several people walked into Chinatown. The reason for walking was not that the car could not enter Chinatown, but that the road Flores led everyone was all remote paths, and it was like walking in a maze. After walking for half an hour, everyone stopped at the door of a very secret shop.

Ye Wen looked up at the sign on it: Lao Zhang Gun Shop! He was speechless for a while and asked Flores with a suspicion: "Are you sure that Taoist friend lives here?"

Flores was holding the note in his hand for a while and was puzzled, but when he saw the sign, he was happy: "If I had suspected that I had found the wrong place before, then now I can finally be sure! I was not looking for the wrong one, it's here!"

"The Taoist priest who opened the gun shop?"

The crowd walked in, and the crisp ringtone then the middle-aged man who was dozing off suddenly jumped up and showed a smile that saw his own father: "Welcome, do you want to buy rpg or ak? Or m4 and m16? Here we are all you can't think of not you can't buy..."

The middle-aged man's eyes narrowed into a line when he smiled. He didn't see everyone at all, but just habitually introduced himself.

Compared to Officer Claire, who was already shocked and stunned, who was frightened by a large number of prohibited weapons, Flores performed much more normally. He walked to the counter with a smile and said to the middle-aged uncle: "Your trusted comrade Alessandro is here to see you!"

"Who? Alesandro?" The middle-aged man, who was startled, opened his eyes. When he saw the smiling face in front of him clearly, his face immediately changed to another look - as if he was eating a cake happily but ended up eating a stinky face: "Why are you here?"

"It really makes me sad. Is this how you treat your comrades?"

"Comrade-in-arms of shit! If it weren't for you, that five million US dollars had become my pocket! You guy came here this time, would you come to cause trouble for me again?" The middle-aged man roared, and looking at his actions... it seemed that he was installing rockets for RPG?

Ning Ruxue whispered in Ye Wen's ear: "Didn't you say you're here to find a friend? Why don't I feel like it?"

"I don't think it's like...but it has nothing to do with us, just watch the fun!" Ye Wen looked at the gun shop owner who had already resisted the rpg on his shoulder and had already started aiming, and decisively pulled the two women and hid aside: "Let's hide and watch it safer!"

But Flores seemed to have seen nothing, and just smiled and said, "You will ruin your store!"

"My shop will be removed every few days, it's not bad for you this time!" The middle-aged man opened the insurance and had completed the lock. Now he just needs to press the button, and the rocket will be launched, and the moment he leaves the launcher, it will hit Flores's smiling face.

"You know, this thing is useless to me!"

"Hahaha! Do you think I'm using an ordinary rocket? There is a talisman specifically to neutralize the holy light! In front of this special rocket, you, the Paladin of the Holy See, is no different from an ordinary person!" The middle-aged man laughed proudly, but then he noticed that there were a few people standing not far away, and it seemed that they were his compatriots.

He stopped the fire and asked Ye Wen and the others: "That little brother, it's better to stay away. I'll greet you after I cleaned up this noodle guy!"

At this time, Claire, who was already scared, finally came back to his senses and quickly said, "We are here to ask you for help, because of a... Dark Mage?"

"Dark Mage? A dark mage appears in New York?" The middle-aged man's eyelids twitched, and then terminated the launch program and put the bazooka aside: "You... seem to be just an ordinary person, right?"

Claire looked around and wanted to say that she was a policeman, but she found that she was indeed an ordinary person among the group of people, so she could only nod in depression.

"The advice I give you is to be far away from this matter. Ordinary people will not have any good ending if they provoke those perverts!"

"But my brother is missing, it is probably related to the Dark Mage!"

"Then go back and pray for your brother! You can't do anything other than that!" The middle-aged man lit a cigarette for himself, then stood among a pile of rockets and guns and started to smoke. This behavior made Claire unable to help dodge back.

Flores looked at the counter and stopped the middle-aged man's words: "I need your help, this is a very troublesome thing!"

"Reward!" The middle-aged man who was swallowing clouds and vomiting mist didn't even give Flores a direct eye, but directly raised the most practical question: "It must be able to make up for my last loss, otherwise there will be no talks!"

Flores' fingers rhythmically knocked on the glass on the counter, and finally said, "The Dark Mages are all wealthy guys. If you can successfully deal with that guy this time, you can take 30% of those assets!"

"50%! Otherwise, no talk!"

Flores thought for a while and was about to nod his agreement, but Ye Wen suddenly spoke: "What? Do you think I am a cheap labor force that can be dealt with at will?"

Ye Wen also walked to the counter. For him, who was still short of school start-up funds, he urgently needed a large amount of income to build his own Shushan Wenwu School. This time, no one like Junior Brother Xu rushed to invest, so he could only find a way by himself.

"You?" The middle-aged man Tun Yun: "What can you do?" Spit out the mist, and the smoke floated straight towards Ye Wen, but the smoke seemed to be wrapped. Finally, a smoke ball gathered in front of Ye Wen, and then slowly floated to the side, revealing Ye Wen's face again.

"Don't you know that squirting cigarettes to people is impolite?" Ye Wen flicked his finger, and the cigarette held in his mouth by the middle-aged man immediately broke, leaving only a cigarette butt on his mouth, and the other part fell on the glass counter between the few people.
Chapter completed!