The burly man's breathing was steady, blood qi abundant.
Among the crowd in the tavern, he stood out like a crane among chickens.
"Blood qi exceeds 160 cards, he should have already introduced spirit into the body, starting to use spiritual qi to open the qi vein like Liu Kui and become a quasi-martial artist," Qin Shou whispered.
For ordinary people, this quasi-martial artist is already considered unbeatable level.
Last time Baiyu was able to block Liu Kui because of the effect of the "Middle School Protagonist Aura."
Now his blood qi still remains at 152 cards.
Even with added mechanical armament.
He could at most end up even with this burly man.
"Gentlemen, may I interrupt?"
The burly man came over and politely bowed, "Please show the invitation for tonight's event, if you don't have it, then finish your drinks and leave; we'll close before 8:30 tonight."
Qin Shou took out the two tickets from his coat.
The burly man confirmed there were no issues before carefully handing them back and then turned to the next table.
It is worth mentioning.
The man across the table also came to attend the auction.
He was drunken, and after the burly man's inspection, he picked up his bottle and went toward the restroom.
Qin Shou leaned in and whispered, "Brother Yu, you brought those guys, I just took a piece of mechanical armament, and Uncle Pang gave me a bottle of magic elixir that can explode in power for a short time."
Baiyu couldn't help but trash-talk, "Is the trading event that dangerous? Or have you been reading too many novels lately?"
Qin Shou's face turned serious, "This is the North District, killing and plundering are common, so naturally, one should be prepared."
Baiyu considered the North District's public security, realizing Qin Shou's words weren't without reason.
A gentleman hides his weapon, acts when the time is right; as a prudent man, he must be ready for anything.
His hand reached into the coat pocket and murmured:
"R8-Skull Crusher Revolver, a memento I kept after eliminating Bruce, only six bullets left in the magazine, capable of injuring a tier-nine martial artist.
Bloody Samurai mechanical armament.
Oh, and this satellite phone.
Given to me by Uncle Pang last time, can directly connect to the Church and Peace and Anomaly Bureau's hotline for the fastest rescue call."
Pang Fei offered different levels of protection to both of them.
Baiyu acted more stably, was able to consider the big picture, control his emotions better, adaptable and resourceful.
Once encountering an issue, the satellite phone could promptly call for assistance to handle the situation.
Whereas Qin Shou always followed a brute routine, so he was directly given an emergency magic elixir.
Pang Fei merely offered some insurance.
After all, this is Linjiang City, the most vulnerable place for secret organizations and resistance forces, generally no major issues occur.
"Our combat ability as two people can at least handle a tier-nine martial artist."
"Should have known to bring Liu Kui along, that guy once using mechanical armament can even exchange blows with a tier-eight martial artist."
Qin Shou regretted a little.
Baiyu glanced at his wristwatch's time, reminding, "Last time Bruce's followers slipped through the nets, the strongest among them reached tier-nine peak, with blood qi at least hitting 900 cards. He didn't appear by Jiangliu Lakefront, we have to beware of his revenge."
The Nightmare Task hinted that the crisis hasn't passed.
Proving Bruce's incident hasn't ended its aftermath.
Very likely he still has companions secretively.
This is also why Baiyu voluntarily handed over the Demon Paper.
That thing is a hot potato, don't know how to use, nor its side effects, even inferior to toilet paper.
Better to hand it over.
First, it can significantly divert contradictions and focus, letting this secret group focus on dealing with the Church.
Now Baiyu's guess is roughly right, once the Demon Paper exceeds the limit in a specific range, it definitely explodes with immense danger.
So the secret mastermind must design for that Demon Paper in the Church to achieve their goal.
He already reminded the Church and Peace and Anomaly Bureau, whether they care is up to them.
Secondly was during the interrogation room.
If not handing something over, it was really hard to get away.
Even if Pang Fei was present.
The law enforcement captain who can use the Simulation Realm wasn't someone easy to deal with.
It's the Demon Paper that distracted him, plus Baiyu had no significant issues, thus quickly wrapping up the interrogation.
Now Baiyu though temporarily safe.
However, once the mastermind freed their hands, they might give him an assassination package of sorts.
Until the other party is caught, Baiyu would remain uneasy day and night.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be so eager to gather prayer technique apprentice formulas to become an Extraordinary.
No need to mention how prayer technique apprentices fight, at least after becoming an Extraordinary, even if taking hits, he could endure dozens more blows than ordinary people, right?
Baiyu's sense of crisis wasn't without reason.
Now.
Underground the Dead Dog Tavern's third basement level.
A group of black-robed figures gathered around a bizarre bathtub, chanting strange syllables, incessantly.
These syllables were bizarre and convoluted, filled with mind-disrupting power.
Yet the group with even their heads shrouded in robes seemed unaffected, and the chanting grew louder.
In the wooden basin that could be counted as a bathtub, a corpse lay.
A corpse newly deceased, still retaining body warmth of a female.
She soaked in clear water, blood flowed continuously from her wrists, more and more, soon dyeing the entire bathtub red.
Suddenly!
During the chant's climax within the basement, a pale hand reached out from the already blood-red bathtub.
The black-robed figures' chanting abruptly stopped.
Slowly.
The woman who had lost her life started crawling out of the bathtub.
Like an infant learning to walk.
She covered in blood stood wobbly, struggled to open her eyes, and gazed around.
Soon she adapted to this new body.
"Blood qi dreadfully weak, not even an Extraordinary, did you only prepare this body for me?" The woman spoke haltingly, struggling.
The black-robed figures around the bathtub quickly dispersed.
Subsequently, two black-robed figures who had been sitting walked over.
One of them spoke sharply, "Finding such a suitable corpse is already quite good. Bruce, not only did your arrogance cause task failure, but you allowed a Demon Paper to be contained by the Church. That grave mistake, reviving you is due to past feelings. If not for Lord Kaz's timely intervention, your sins would be unforgivable!"
Bruce's eyes twitched slightly, "Contained by the Church? Charman, what about my family?"
"They died, dealt with by the Church. It's the consequence of your own failure. I advised long ago, luring the female streamer with a Demon Paper; even if it caused an Extraordinary event, you would be traced. We should have continued spreading in your wealthy circle. But now you've died once, your identity has already expired."
The sharp voice spoke coldly.
Silence lingered.
Bruce looked at his awkward, new body, and sighed. His fine eyebrows seemed contemplating something.
"Our plan hasn't entirely failed, the Demon Paper will be categorized by the Church as the lowest D level sealing object, stored in their repository, which isn't very difficult to breach.
Moreover.
Lord Kaz has arranged, already infiltrating a high-level personnel in the Church!
We need to carefully plan now, welcoming the destruction day's arrival!"
Another black-robed figure spoke with a hoarse voice, "Bruce, you know this city fairly well, we need your help."
Bruce instinctively brushed aside the long hair from his forehead, sneering, "Guman, what can I do with this appearance, now any ordinary person coming out randomly is enough to kill me."
This was simply an ordinary woman's corpse.
Blood qi miserably weak, lacking any Extraordinary power.
The black-robed person named Guman laughed, "Old friend, we've already prepared a restoration ritual for you. Tonight's trading event is a gift for you."