The dark web is very secretive, but as long as you know a specific login method, you can log in.

On the state-owned mastermind network, each login has a clear account and records their information. The dark web is different, you can log in anonymously and leave no trace. Even if you want to spend money on the dark web, you still use something like a secret key to complete the transaction, and you don't need to reveal any identity.

Fan Lang started as a programmer in his previous life, and this routine is very familiar, and it is nothing unusual for him.

No matter how the world changes, some routines remain the same.

Fan Lang's mind body entered the dark web of interpolation and selling, and his appearance changed, putting on a mask with a white smiling face and a set of black robes.

This dark web is a street, and the streets are full of people, all of whom are ideologies of different identities, and it is unknown who the real identities of these ideologies are.

It looks like a rough man's mind body, and his real identity may be a soft girl.

What looks like a child's mind body may actually be an old bone.

Here, all are mysteries.

On both sides of the street, there are many bulletin boards with many bounty stickers on them. Killers come here and can take on all kinds of assassination missions. When customers come here, they can post a new bounty order on the notice board.

In addition to the first sale of the bid, there are a small number of other shady businesses, but the number is relatively small, and the reward is still the mainstay.

Fan Lang's arrival attracted the attention of some minds, and he walked to the street casually, strolling along the street, his eyes drifting over the bulletin boards, and seeing some familiar faces from time to time.

There are many portraits of big names in the Aurora God Kingdom that have been pasted on it, and the reward amount is different, which makes Fan Lang want to take a ticket to earn some extra money.

After walking for a while, he finally saw his portrait.

This dark web still gives him a lot of face, and a separate notice board is specially arranged for him, which is very eye-catching. Around the notice board, a large number of people gathered, and people pointed and whispered about the bounty order.

Fan Lang looked at the portrait and made an evaluation in his heart.

Well, I'm not as handsome.

Looking at the introduction and amount of the bounty order, the introduction simply explains Fan Lang's various identities and general strength, which are all public information, and there are no secrets at all.

This bounty order is a crowdfunding type, and everyone can add money to it, and the total amount has reached more than 70 million cosmic coins!

"Tsk, it's more than 70 million, but it's still a little less, and my head is worth more than that. Just 70 million want to buy my head, it's just underestimating me. Killing me and robbing me of my belongings is much more than that. ”

Fan Lang sneered in his heart.

I listened to the people around me talking about it.

"This is called a lot of popularity, since Fan Lang shined in the God Duel, he has been hung here. ”

"Counting it, it's only been a few days, and he's already accumulated such a high amount, it seems that there are a lot of people who want to kill him. ”

"The Xizhu Divine Kingdom alone already hates him to the bone, although it is our country's dark web to insert the bid and sell the head, but foreigners can also log in and spend money, and if they don't keep it, they spend money to reward Fan Lang. ”

"Seventy million cosmic coins is enough to make some high-level gods kill their hands, and I can't guarantee that I will hear the news of Fan Lang's killing one day. ”

"Therefore, being a person can't be too popular, and being too good is not necessarily a good thing. ”

"Look, look, the bounty has increased by another million Cosmic Coins! This money will increase at every turn, and I don't know how much it will accumulate in the end. ”

While everyone was talking, Fan Lang's bounty increased the total amount again.

Fan Lang saw it clearly, and on a whim for a while, he also added some money.

Following the one million cosmic coins, another cosmic coin was added, and this cosmic coin came from Fan Lang's pocket.

Someone noticed the change in numbers and shouted, "Someone has added another Cosmic Coins!"

"It's only one, it seems that the one who added the money is a poor bastard. ”

"Even such a poor person hates Fan Lang, I guess he must have done a lot of bad things, so many people want to kill him, it can't be out of jealousy. ”

The other two discussed.

They would never have imagined that the person who added the money would be Fan Lang himself.

Fan Lang not only has to add money, but also takes orders by himself. He stepped out of the crowd, walked to the front of the notice board, and in full view of everyone, reached out and tore down the bounty order, which caused an uproar.

"Someone took the order. ”

"This must be a killer. ”

"There have been many people who have taken orders before, and now there is another one, and sure enough, there will be brave men under the heavy reward. ”

People talked about it, and some people kindly reminded Fan Lang: "This friend who took orders, Fan Lang, the dragon among people, is now red and purple, even the Aurora God Emperor values him, and it is not so easy to kill him." ”

"It shouldn't be difficult for me to kill him. Fan Lang chuckled.

Everyone present scoffed and didn't quite believe this statement.

A bounty order is torn down, and a new bounty order quickly appears on the notice board, waiting for the next killer to take the order.

Fan Lang just came to join in the fun, didn't stay long, and then got out of the dark web and returned to reality.

"Since someone takes the order, someone must take action and wait for the killer to deliver it to the door. If this bidder dares to issue my bounty order, it is tantamount to going against me, and I can put them on my list of enemies. In the future, I will uproot them directly, and see how they reward me!"

Fan Lang's eyes showed a fierce light, and his heart was ruthless.

He has his own plans, and it is impossible to disrupt them for this matter, but as long as the time comes, he will act.

Things have to be done one by one.

......

At the next stop, the fleet successfully arrived at the Aurora Academy, and as soon as Fan Lang appeared, it caused quite a stir. Many people ran to Xingzhou Wharf to watch the excitement and watched Fan Lang strongly.

Fan Lang had long been accustomed to this kind of onlookers, and took his own people into the Aurora Academy. After settling everything, he and his three senior sisters went to the master's place.

As before, the Venerable Master Qingyu sat in the formation in the posture of a stone statue, protected by special people.

Since he became like this, there have been fewer and fewer apprentices who will come to see him.

"Master, we have brought our junior brother to see you. Xu Yanran was giggling on weekdays, but at this time, she showed an unusually sad expression, looking at the stone statue pitifully.

"Master, don't worry, we won't give up, and we will continue to find a way to save you. The junior brother said that he had a solution worth trying, and we would help him together and see if it worked. I hope that your old man can break through the earth as soon as possible and turn back into the old green jade master. Zheng Ruonan stood with an iron tower-like figure, and the urn sounded and said.

"Yes, Master, it's up to the junior brother this time. You, a newly recruited apprentice, he is very powerful, in the previous god duel, he swept eighteen opponents alone, which really won glory for you. After you recover, whether you agree or not, you will have to accept this apprentice. ”

"Yes, I have to accept it, several of our junior sisters have already agreed with him as a junior brother. ”

Several fellow disciples said something in front of the stone statue of the Master, mainly to show their determination to save the Master.

The Venerable Master Qingyu was only petrified, not completely dead, so it was impossible to give him incense and offerings, so wouldn't it be a curse to him to die quickly.

The crowd said a few words, accompanied the master for a while, and then left the place.

Xu Yanran asked Fan Lang where he was going next, and Fan Lang said a place.

"Dragon Elephant Monument!"

(End of chapter)