Chapter 2060 Luck Is Really Bad

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven" the shopping guide subconsciously repeated several times, "Holy level strong?"

What kind of interstellar joke is this?

It is a big deal to have two saint-level powerhouses take turns to sit in the trading port of Boulder City in the entire war-torn area. We have done our best. The frontline battlefields and military fortresses all need saint-level powerhouses to sit in charge. It is impossible to let all the saints run together to a place.

You must know that chickens fly and eggs are beaten, and if all the eggs are put in one basket, there will be a big problem if there is an accident. Neither the local army nor the rebels will agree.

"No, you said you are included." The shopping guide swallowed and suddenly realized the question he had ignored just now, "You are a saint-level powerhouse, how is it possible, who are you?"

Did he meet a liar, or was he insane, or something really big was about to happen? Mr. Shopping Guide is a little calm now, and his heart starts beating faster, "Can any of you tell me what happened? , will the transaction continue?"

Before the shopping guide could say anything more, he was grabbed by Yan An, and the three of them quickened their pace, and walked into the gate of the exchange after a few turns.

Is this a continuation of the transaction, but he has not had time to inform the buyer that the price has not been negotiated yet.

The two randomly chose a box and walked in.

The shopping guide was in a daze the whole time, not understanding what was going on, was he kidnapped, did these people want to hold him hostage, were they imperial spies or pirate robbers?

Hundreds of thousands of shopping guides that might appear in their minds jumped up and down, and the frequency of mental power fluctuations fluctuated up and down.

He wanted to shout, but the boss, Barabara, who opened his mouth, yelled but didn't make any sound, performing like a pantomime.

The communicator also failed.

"Don't kill me, even if you kill me, it won't do any good. I'm just an ordinary middleman who works as a shopping guide. I earn a little commission for the price difference. I make a living in the chaos of war. There are seniors and subordinates..."

Mo Ye raised her eyebrows slightly, and her eyes were full of confusion. Where did she reveal her intention to kill someone?

This thinking is also running too fast, and the mental power is very active.

"Hey, friend, calm down." Yan An pulled down the fur collar, showing his whole face, and said with a smile, "We just want to inquire about some things, and then, if you know, you can make some deals." The Rhett fire gold mine in the game is tossed up and down.

The shopping guide quickly calmed down. If it weren't for the real change in mental fluctuations, Mo Ye would almost have thought that this person's previous fear was a fake, and this emotional change can be said to have changed in an instant.

"We just want to inquire about a cargo ship from the Covenant."

The shopping guide's eyes changed slightly, and his body shrank back.

"I know that you who are middlemen must have a lot of contacts and information channels in your hands, otherwise this business will not be able to go smoothly. You only need to disclose some information we need, and I can provide you. Win-win .”

"What do you want to know, if I know what I can say, I certainly don't mind solving problems for my clients."

The shopping guide specially emphasized the word "customer", which made Yan An's smile deeper and more sincere.

"I'm not a spy."

"Of course, I won't make things difficult for you."

Mo Ye glanced at Yan An who had a sincere face. What he said could not be regarded as a lie. After all, if this person did not cooperate, and Xiao Hei was not here, Mo Ye himself would have to take action in embarrassing the other party.

Very good, frank leader.

Every time Yan An catches the Red Metal Mine he is playing with in his hand, and then throws it again, there will be obvious differences in size and shape, which means that it is not the same one, and Yan An's hand There is room to store gear.

After thinking about it, the shopping guide sat up straight.

"Ask, I'm sure I'll know everything." After he finished speaking, did he add a little more "But if you want to ask me for military information,

Then don't bother. "

"You don't worry too much. We are not here to cause destruction. You can completely regard us as allies, helpers who can help war-torn areas win the war. We are friendly friends, I promise."

Looking at Yan An's sincere speech, Mo Ye had to admit that no matter what this guy was talking about, his attitude and facial expression seemed to be full of credibility.

Mo Ye breathed out the light screen, and transferred the picture of the starship to the shopping guide.

"Have you seen this starship?"

The moment the shopping guide saw the picture, his eyes flickered slightly. Even though his expression didn't change much, his mental power fluctuated slightly.

He has seen this search ship, he must have seen it.

The shopping guide stared at the picture without speaking for a while, shaking his head, as if to deny it.

"Look carefully."

Mo Ye and Yan An looked at each other, and they could probably guess that the person's "never seen" might have been swirling in their mouths and about to spit it out.

"Please think clearly. I can tell you with certainty that we can tell whether what you are telling is the truth."

The shopping guide took a deep breath, "Who are you and what is your purpose?" Looking at the two, the shopping guide felt vaguely familiar, but couldn't remember where he had seen them before.

Yan An didn't hide his identity, and said, "Ye Yanluo Explorer Group, Yan An."

A simple self-introduction stunned the shopping guide.

Mo Ye watched the other person's face go from pale to flushed, stretched in an instant, and then turned redder. He could completely feel the sparks in the other person's mind instantly.

The shopping guide suddenly raised his head and looked at Mo Ye, "Saint, you are a saint-level powerhouse, Mo Ye, a space saint, I am so stupid, no wonder I look familiar, Your Excellency Mo Ye..."

After repeating the incoherent words several times, the shopping guide suddenly slapped his thigh and stood up, "You guys, why didn't you say it earlier!"

Mo Ye "..." What's going on?

The shopping guide immediately started to talk like beans in a bamboo tube, "I have only seen this cargo ship once, and I heard from another colleague that there was a batch of large shipments coming last month, but for some reason, the cargo ship has never been seen." Appeared, it is likely to be this ship."

"When, do you know who the crew of this cargo ship is, where they come from, and what identity they have?"

"I don't know about this, but I heard that they are very mysterious and never show up. They would rather pay higher transaction taxes and commissions than show up. No one has seen their true colors."

The mood is called ups and downs, isn't it said that it is not said.

The shopping guide went on to say, "I know who their liaison and middleman are, and he must know their information."

The degree of cooperation of the shopping guide is really high and frightening.

"If you had mentioned your identities earlier, we wouldn't have wasted so much time. I will definitely cooperate with you."

"You are not worried about us doing things that are not good for Boulder City now?" Yan An didn't understand the sudden trust.

"You are members of the Explorers Guild. The Star Alliance and the Empire are at odds. Besides, Your Excellency Mo Ye has been wanted by the Empire many times, and he is still on the wanted list. You cannot stand on the side of the Empire. The enemy's deadly enemy is of course friend."

It makes sense, and I can't refute it at all.

"I told the middle to come over now, is that okay?"

"No, it's too late, in a hurry, you should take us with you."

The shopping guide hesitated for a moment, looked at Mo Ye and then at Yan An's palm, "Then the deal, Red Fire Gold Mine..."

"Don't worry about what I promised, it won't be too late to talk about it after the matter is settled."

"Okay, I'll take you to find someone."

"Mo Mo, let's go."

Mo Ye stood still, raised his hand to guide the magic power to flick slightly, and blessed Yan An and the shopping guide with two layers of magic power shields.

"Quiet."

Yan An was very cooperative and stood behind Mo Ye. He was absolutely unambiguous when it was time to ask for protection. If he hadn't considered Uncle Banzhuan's trauma, he really wanted to put Banzhuan in his hands and be ready at all times.

"Follow me, don't wander around."

There was something wrong with this situation at first glance, and thinking about what Mo Ye said before, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, the shopping guide turned pale.

He seemed to be involved in something extraordinary.

"somebody is coming?"

"Yes." Mo Ye nodded, and sent a message on the team channel, "A saint has entered the exchange."

One of them is a human being, probably the sage who sits at the port in the mouth of the shopping guide. The other, Mo Ye, cannot determine the race of the other party. Unlike super powerhouses who deliberately restrain themselves, the energy fluctuations of this saint are so public that it is hard not to notice.

Especially people of the same level, it is impossible not to sense such domineering and violent energy fluctuations if they are not mentally weak.

This is probably the reason why two different holy levels entered the exchange one after the other.

The strong man sitting in charge was probably attracted by energy fluctuations.

"Walk."

Mo Ye grabbed one of them with one hand, enveloped the three of them with mental power, and then disappeared into the box of the exchange.

"Send several saint-level powerhouses to the same place at once, what do you want to do?"

Who has such generosity?

There are also many types of holy ranks. According to the extent of the abuse of genetic drugs in the Weilan Empire, it would not be surprising to pull out an all-sacred rank team Mo Ye. Although those false saints have no future to speak of, their combat effectiveness should not be underestimated. To some extent, it has more powerful destructive power.

Mo Ye didn't intend to cause extra problems. Finding the anonymous email sender was the most important thing. As for why these saints suddenly poured into the trading port, she was not very interested.

"A saint is coming, right?"

"You just leave like this?"

The shopping guide stared at Mo Ye in disbelief, shouldn't he stay behind for an investigation, or...

The shopping guide failed to finish speaking and was taken away.

Mo Ye had a feeling that if he continued to stay, he might not be able to leave for a while.

The mage's guess was not wrong. After they left, a transparent bubble surrounded the exchange. Looking from the outside, the exchange hadn't changed and everything was as usual.

Mo Ye squinted and looked in the direction of the exchange. Transparent bubbles rose from the inside, and a strange energy of unknown attribute was expanding.

"address."

Mo Ye urged the shopping guide, and the appearance of these saints made Mo Ye eager to find the anonymous email sender.

Please help me, can’t you speak clearly? At least give the address in detail. When calling the police, report the address as soon as possible and then talk about things. Don’t you know that it’s important to pay attention to the common sense?

The trading port was blocked, and Mo Ye could feel abnormal energy fluctuations.

It's not good.

Regardless of whether those saints came to the trading port, or the survivors of the black cracks, or came to her, one thing is certain, they are extremely threatening and destructive.

"The trading port is blocked?" The shopping guide was so frightened that he wanted to scream, and immediately notified the military headquarters and all the outposts.

"Xiaoqi, can the signal still be sent?"

"Yes, but I can't receive feedback. The data was intercepted when it entered the port."

Due to the special environment of war-torn areas, if information exchange or network connection problems occur in a short period of time, it will not immediately cause tension.

"There is an abnormality in the surrounding magnetic field, and the source of the magnetic field anomaly is nearby."

Mo Ye saw the orange flashing area displayed on the light screen in his right eye, which was located at the entrance and exit checkpoint on the fourth circle of the trade port.

"They have delineated the blockade in this small area, and no one will notice it for a while."

"No, you forgot about that holy man." Mo Ye reminded Yan An that another holy man appeared on the exchange.

"right."

This line has an unknown purpose, and the unknown team accidentally missed the saint-level powerhouse. They probably didn't expect to appear in the same area. They alarmed the other party when they first arrived. It is impossible for the saint to let the unknown creature mess.

Mo Ye didn't know whether this was a good thing or a bad thing, and it might cause the other party to act on a larger scale and faster.

The middleman mentioned in the shopping guide was receiving customers when he received the communication.

"Gerry, I'm busy, I have a big business, you'd better not waste my time."

"Where are you?"

"You know I recently lost a big client, and I have to fill the loophole. Do you still want a piece of the pie? I really want to drink for the sincere friendship between us."

"Damn you just answer your coordinates."

"Left Port, Gate No. 4, Cargo Hold No. 3."

"I'll..."

"arrive!"

Facing Dort who was standing less than five meters away from him, the shopping guide, Mr. Gray, was stunned on the spot. He didn't expect to be able to do so immediately, and he hadn't finished speaking yet.

However, things did not go as smoothly as expected.

"Hey, hahahahaha." There was a burst of sharp and piercing laughter.

"It seems that we are looking for the same person, and I was lucky to meet your target, right?"

Facing the person who suddenly appeared out of thin air and the space energy fluctuations in the air, the tall man standing beside Dort leaned forward and back with a smile, stretched out one hand and lifted Dort up, "I'm lucky .”

Mo Ye didn't know if the other party was lucky or not, but she was just not very lucky anyway.

Dort was not tall, and was lifted seventy to eighty centimeters from the ground. His legs struggled constantly, and the back of his neck was tightly grasped.

hiss~

hiss~

The ear-piercing and shrill sound was like a sharp knife scraping against the glass.