Black Hand Covers the Sky in Meiman

It was already late at night when we entered the city. However, the city in front of me seems to be a city that never sleeps. Even at this time, it is still brightly lit and prosperous.

While walking on the street, Anthony was planning to take Gin to a place to inquire about the city. At this moment, a few arrogant gangsters appeared in front of Anthony and others. The leader looked at Anthony with drunken eyes, and then showed a malicious smile.

When Xingzhi passed by Anthony, he deliberately bumped into Anthony, and then said with an arrogant expression: "Oh, you two foreigners, you bastards, you dare to hit me, you want to die, right?"

As he spoke, he combined with several other people to push Anthony and Gin into a small alley next to them.

In fact, Anthony and Gin had already noticed the tricks of several of them, but it happened that Anthony and Gin needed information about the city, so they followed them into the alley as they wished.

"Gin, I'll leave it to you, ask us what we need to know," Anthony didn't have time to play the game of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger with the gangsters in front of him, so before these gangsters could speak, he simply said He ordered Gin.

The gangsters were not fools either. Just by looking at the calm and fearless expressions on Anthony and Gin's faces, they felt that something was wrong. It's just that they were drunk on alcohol at this time, so their whole reaction seemed a bit numb. Therefore, before they could do anything, Gin knocked him down and bent over like a cooked shrimp, lying on the ground and vomiting.

"You two foreigners, you bastards, do you know who I am?" The gangster who was leading the group seemed to have not woken up from the wine. In fact, even after being knocked to the ground by Gin in one round, he still looked arrogant.

Anthony ignored him, lit a cigar for himself and leaned against the corner. If a low-class gangster like this dared to talk to Anthony like this in the world of American comics, they would be cut into pieces by Anthony's men and thrown into the river to feed the fish without Anthony's instructions.

But now that he was in an unfamiliar world, Anthony was in no mood to argue with such a low-class gangster. Of course, the premise is that they can understand the interests. Otherwise, Anthony would not have done this kind of thing once or twice.

"So this is it," Anthony said calmly as he watched the gangster spit out a smoke ring under Gin's torture to extract a confession.

Seeing Gin's questioning eyes, Anthony waved his hand to signal Gin to let go of the gangster in front of him, and then turned around and left.

After leaving the alley, Gin came up from behind and asked, "The boss knows this place."

"Of course, Youkesin City, this is our paradise," Anthony said with bright eyes.

Youkesin City is a prosperous and corrupt city managed and dominated by gangs. For ordinary people, this city may not be friendly, but for people like Anthony, who was born in a gang, this city is even more friendly. There is a saying that goes like a fish in water. Anthony feels like a fish in water now.

After telling Gin about the general situation of the city and what might happen in the future, Gin finally understood why his boss had such an expression. Although Gin had encountered many cities that were secretly controlled by gangs in the past, that was only secretly. Overtly, the official had the final say.

And the Youkesin City in front of him actually directly told the world that it was controlled by gangs, which was really incredible in his eyes. But he didn't hate it. Because like Anthony, he felt like a fish in water.

"Then boss," Gin hesitated for a moment, then tentatively asked, "Do we want it?"

"I also have this plan," Anthony nodded. Although Gin didn't finish his words, Anthony understood what he meant. After all, they have been partners for such a long time, and there is still a tacit understanding: "This is indeed a place where you can build your own family." A great place on our turf, what could be more wonderful than this in a city completely run by gangsters.”

After scanning the surroundings, Anthony said to Gin behind him: "Find a place to settle down first, and then exchange some money. After investigating, if everything seems suitable, just take a piece of our own territory from me."

"clear."

After all, it was Lao Jianghu. Soon Gin found some special channels and settled Anthony and Gin, two unidentified gangsters, in a hotel. At the same time, I also carried a few pieces of jewelry by selling them in exchange for a sum of money that could be used for emergencies.

In a technologically advanced world, the best way to understand the world is through the Internet. It was only at this time that Anthony discovered that there was one thing that he had to solve first, and that was that he didn't know the words in this world.

That's right, I don't know if it's a benefit given by the system. Anthony and Gin can understand the language of this world, but when it comes to text, it's like reading a book from heaven.

I don’t know how the characters in Hunter World were created. It twists and turns like earthworms and feels like tadpole writing. If it were hieroglyphs, Anthony might be able to figure it out by touching and guessing, but he'd better ask someone to teach him this.

"Boss, we found out," Gin came in and glanced at the old scholar who was teaching Anthony how to read. Then he kept silent. After Anthony sent the scholar away, he continued: "There are indeed professors on the black market. They are capable, but the prices are very high, and they are only responsible for helping people open the holes required for chanting abilities, and are not responsible for subsequent safety maintenance."

"It's an expected thing," Anthony said calmly, obviously he had expected this situation a long time ago: "You know, the power of telekinesis is extremely uncertain. Once it is used by some people with ulterior motives, everything will be lost. The damage caused will be unprecedented, which is why the Hunter Association can so smoothly unite with other countries to block the news of telekinesis. People in the black market risk violating the ban jointly issued by various countries and the Hunter Association, and it is reasonable to charge high prices. As it should be.”

Anthony lit a cigar and continued: "There must be people who can help maintain follow-up security, but they are more hidden than those who stand in the open, and they are not what we can contact now."

"I understand, boss." Gin hesitated for a moment.

"No rush," Anthony understood what he meant and couldn't help but shook his head: "The risk is too unknown and the price is high, so don't touch it for now. We don't have enough funds on hand now, so there is no need to gamble with it on the unknown. First Let’s see if we can get a hunter’s license with what we have on hand. If not, we’ll give it a try.”

"I know," Ginjiu responded, "Boss, do you have a goal?"

"Only one," Anthony couldn't help but frown when he said this. His luck was really bad. There was not a single qualified candidate in the hunter exam that had just been held. This also put an end to Anthony's idea of ​​snatching the hunter's license from newcomers who had not yet learned the ability to read, so he could only target those veteran hunters.

And none of these veteran hunters are easy to do, and they cover up their whereabouts well. After searching for so long, Anthony could only find the whereabouts of a professional hunter. It's just that according to the information, this person should belong to the hunter of the martial arts sect. If he is chosen as the target, I'm afraid there will be a tough battle.

But if we miss this goal, who knows how long it will take before we can find the whereabouts of a licensed professional hunter again. It was about whether Anthony could return to the world of American comics. Anthony didn't dare to take a gamble, so he could only give it a try head-on with this hunter.

"Who is it?" Gin couldn't help but frown when he heard that there was only one target. There were really too few choices.

Anthony opened the computer next to him and revealed a picture file on it.

"Sinful hunter, Reeb?"

ps: I finally finished a chapter. I saw in the comments that CD Marvel mixed writing is not very good. I can only say that I will give it a try and try to write something that satisfies the reader. At the same time, I would like to thank Huangtian Yida for the reward.