An Yizhi has always known what virtues the gang members are, bullying the weak, fearing the hard, and being greedy.

To deal with these people, it is not good to talk about it and discuss it at all, especially the junior brothers of the lower class.

Therefore, when he left the Fan Song Tavern, he changed into the robe of eternal night that had not been used for a long time, and used the sound wave transmitter and the special effects of the Book of the Dead to create such a terrifying shape.

- although that line is a little bit more than a bit.

The necromancer's reputation is indeed invincible, unless it is against good god believers or holy warriors with strong beliefs, it is easy to deal with ordinary NPCs, and even demons will avoid it when they see necromancers, let alone this group of brave and ruthless gangsters.

Having said that, this group of gang members is not very loyal, and they were frightened by An Yizhi, so they hurriedly changed their flattering tone, and took them to their gang's lair, An Yizhi thought that they would resist stubbornly, and then use the ghost manifestation ability of the Book of the Dead to show a means of 'interrogating souls', but I didn't expect that what they agreed to was called a happy one.

Nonsense, those who know the times are junjie, and besides, anyone who mixes in this circle, if he hadn't been as clever as a little wall grass, he would have become a member of the mass grave outside the city.

The alleys in the gang gathering place are not far away, to be precise, the gangs do not have a fixed gathering place, they usually move in a scattered manner, until the boss speaks to gather them. This should be called their boss's office.

Having said that, An Yizhi didn't have time to ask what the name of this gang was, and it didn't matter what it was called if he thought about it carefully.

With this group of frightened gangster brothers leading the way to report, it was much more convenient than a few players directly killing in, and it didn't take long for the news to spread that their boss agreed to meet, but only one person could enter.

"I'll go, you wait here."

"Brother An, you are alone...... Wouldn't it be too dangerous. ”

Fruit Hard Candy was a little uneasy, An Yizhi didn't wear that Mithril robe now, and in order to show his majesty, he didn't cover his body with colorful defensive spells, so it was indeed dangerous for such a mage to enter a courtyard full of robbers and thieves and talk to their boss alone.

"It's okay, if they want to do something against me, I'll blow up the entire beggar's nest to the sky as soon as possible."

His tone was very firm, not at all like a simple verbal threat, which made the gangster brother who was waiting on the side shiver.

It's the coffee hard candy that lights up, this self-destructing maniac likes to do this kind of thing the most, is it the same thing that An Yizhi is like?

Speaking of which, having Coffee Hard Candy play a self-destructing attack in the city, in terms of lethality and the panic it causes, is also one way to do it.

When the player dies, they will respawn in the nearest city, and if they die in Lopwen, they will of course be reborn on Lopwen's resurrection platform, and repeated use is enough to make the citizens of Lopven panic like a frightened bird.

However, his self-detonation skills have very serious limitations, requiring that the character level must be above 25, and every time he self-destructs, he will drop one level, and it is estimated that he will not be able to explode a few times.

Besides, it's too simple and rude to do this, and it's not interesting, An Yizhi still tends to be a high-end art of doing things.

- If causing trouble is art.

"Brother An, be careful."

Fruit Hard Candy frowned and said:

"The wood around me tells me that the people inside have a lot of blood on their hands, and they are not such easy people to get along with."

This girl is indeed a player with a druid organization behind her, and ordinary players who get one or two druid skills will not be able to 'read' the voice of wood like her.

However, An Yizhi didn't pay much attention to it, just nodded, and followed the little brother who led the way into the door.

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From the outside, this house looks like the rest of the houses, a simple wooden shack, but the interior is well decorated, quite like a high-end office, and some paintings and artwork have been found to enhance the style.

Behind the mahogany desk was a human who looked to be between thirty and forty years old, and unexpectedly, she turned out to be a woman.

looks a little bit good, and it can be seen that she should be a beauty when she is young, but a scar that runs through her face destroys the only remaining bit of beauty.

As the boss of the outlaws, a woman can suppress her subordinates, which shows that she does have a few brushes. Or the gang boss who can get to this status is unlikely to be the kind of ruffian hooligan who will only be happy for a while.

"You go out first, I have something I want to talk to this gentleman about."

She said to the two subordinates beside her, they should be confidants, and she didn't hesitate at all about the boss's order, put away the papers and walked out of the room, and closed the door by the way.

"You may be seated."

She pointed to the couch on the side of her desk.

Ann was not polite, and sat on the sofa.

"People like you don't often find beggars' nests."

She looked An Yi up and down, and the latter still maintained the appearance of the big boss, but she was not afraid, but said with interest:

"Mr. Ann Yizhi, can you tell me your intentions?"

As soon as he entered the door, someone saw through his identity, and it was strange to say that a gang leader in Lopwen City actually knew An Yizhi.

As if sensing An Yizhi's doubts, the female leader pulled under the collar slightly, revealing a white palm mark.

White Hand Society, no wonder.

"I received information as soon as you got off the ship, but I never thought that you would find me directly."

"What do you call it?"

"Morin, that's what you call me."

Sharing each other's names is the first step, so it's time to get down to business.

"I want to make a deal."

"I know, my men told me."

There was a look of rejection in Morin's eyes:

"Your identity and experience are too dangerous, I'm just a small leader, I don't dare to do business with your big ship."

The words are polite, but there is only one meaning revealed.

Your name for being a troublemaker is too loud, I don't dare to hook up with you.

"No, you can meet my needs, and you must."

"Mr. An, are you a threat?"

Maureen narrowed her eyes, the slight facial movements made the scar on her face even more hideous.

Speaking politely doesn't mean that she is really afraid of An Yizhi, although the rumors of this thing have made his reputation thunderous among NPCs, but a mage, especially if he has entered the den of thieves without any protection, Morin does not think that An Yizhi dares to be presumptuous.

"That's right, I'm a threat."

An Yizhi even shamelessly admitted.

"Maybe the White Hand Association has comprehensive information, you should know that I have an undead army in my hands, as long as I want, I can easily set foot here, and no one can stop me."

Regarding the Book of the Dead, the White Hand Association specifically marked this point in An Yizhi's newspaper, which is also a relationship that other NPCs are not very willing to deal with An Yizhi.

It doesn't matter if there is a great god Nikolai behind this thing, there is still the Book of the Dead in his hand that is enough to destroy the city alone, and what's more, Mo Lin doesn't know what spell An Yizhi can do.

How many spells a mage can use is his biggest secret, and the White Hand Association can't do anything about it, if An Yizhi is really a necromancer as he shows......

Even the existence of demons is afraid, let alone a guy like them who makes a living from the gray industry, once they provoke the necromancer, death is just relief.

"You can try, I'll go find someone else, there are always people in this world who have soft bones. After you are settled, of course. ”

This sentence is almost a naked provocation.

If it's a conversation between two players, Ann's saying this will inevitably lead to a fight.

But for an NPC, it's not a big deal.

In fact, it is really impossible for An Yizhi to destroy them directly, summoning skeletons will cause strong magic fluctuations, and the negative energy that drives the undead is too conspicuous.

Don't forget, there are two temples in the city, and even if the temple of the goddess of wealth, Wokin, is not interested in it, the temple of Tyr, the god of justice, will not sit idly by, and it will not do Ann Yizhi any good to attract these guys.

In other words, An Yizhi is gambling, betting that Morin will not dare to joke with his net worth.

Mo Lin's face was blue and white for a while, and finally he lowered his shoulders:

"You won, Mr. An, I really can't gamble with a lifetime of hard work, what do you need?"

If the system prompts [Your Bluffing and Intimidation Skills Increase] at this time, it will be even more appropriate.

"I need some magic imprints that don't have any location positioning capabilities, just to get in and out of the business district."

He said it easily, but in fact it was not so simple.

The gangs that can get that thing are all organizations that have collusion with big businessmen and nobles, and Morin's gang can barely be regarded as a middle level, and there is no way to compare with those big gangs.

"I'm sorry we don't get that either."

"Really? But I was told you could. ”

Of course, Ann didn't believe it, even if Morin was telling the truth.

In his heart, he cursed the guy who told Ann Yizhi the information, and Morin had to bite the bullet and say:

"Even if you really kill us, we won't be able to get it, the magic mark is beyond our capabilities."

She saw Ann lift her chin with one finger:

"So, where can I find it?"

Maureen thought for a moment:

"There may be one in the warehouse, and it belongs to another gang, but I have to warn you that they have a relationship with a member of the upper echelons."

"Oh, Miss Morin."

Ann chuckled lightly:

"Do you want to take advantage of me by the way? That gang is probably a gang that is hostile to you, emmmmmm...... I'm guessing you've always wanted to replace them with that councilor, or maybe there's something you want in that warehouse? ”

"To tell you the truth, they robbed the shipment we were going to take."

"I see, is it mutually beneficial?"

There were magic marks that An Yizhi needed in that warehouse, as well as a batch of goods that originally belonged to Morin, and she hoped to use An Yizhi's power to get back what belonged to her.

"I'm not against helping each other, it can reassure you and me, of course, provided you don't lie, otherwise ......"

You don't need to say it too clearly, everyone knows it.

"One more thing, since you're also a member of the White Hand Society, I want to know something about the murderer of the inner city homicide."

"Originally, according to the rules, the purchase of intelligence requires the equivalent of money, but I can make an exception to tell you that the murderer's information is only 'no intelligence', and the White Hand Association has not received the slightest rumor about him."

Even the White Hand Association didn't find any clues about who the murderer was, so that guy has some ability......

Forget it, just know that his purpose is the same as ours.

An Yizhi asked the murderer casually, and didn't care too much. He lifted his hood and dissipated the black mist effect of the Eternal Night Robe, and said with a smile:

"So, happy to work together? Want to shake hands? ”

"It's nice to work together, but the handshake doesn't have to."

Morin was worried that Ann Yizhi would take the opportunity to curse her, after all, his appearance really made people have to be careful.