Chapter 2945 Beat up the Information Dealer

Nobles behave in aristocratic ways.

When they perceive an existence with powerful power and find that the existence cannot be used for their own use, they generally have three ways of expressing themselves.

First, what does not belong to me cannot belong to anyone else, and it is not even allowed to survive!

This kind of noble is extremely possessive.

Secondly, if it doesn't belong to me, I will observe from the sidelines and wait quietly until the other party shows the intention to join any organization, and then I will immediately take action and buy it at a high price.

This kind of noble is the kind that has a lot of city power.

Thirdly, if it doesn’t belong to me, I won’t pay attention to you. You go your way, and I’ll go my single-plank bridge. We all live in peace and don’t mess with anyone.

This kind of noble is the kind with the longest life span.

The aristocratic young man’s father, the head of the aristocratic family, happens to belong to the second category.

Ever since I declined his invitation, I would notice someone following me every time I went out.

Thanks to my familiarity with murderous intent, I can easily detect whether the other party's intentions are good or evil.

These people have no ill intentions toward me, but they definitely don't have much goodwill. They are just ordered to follow and spy on me, understand and grasp my every move, and then report it to the person behind me.

I guess that the person behind is most likely the head of the noble family.

But I don't care.

I will stay in this town for a few more days at most, and when I have collected enough information, I will start my journey.

Unlike Zephyr Continent, the intelligence acquisition rate of larger towns in the Demon Realm is lower than that of smaller towns.

In the previous small town, in addition to the troubadour who knew almost everything, the owners and guests of various shops and alleys, pubs and restaurants, all had many insights and information they heard from hearsay, and they were even able to explain it to me. At the same time, make some analysis.

However, in this big town, many businessmen and tourists did not know anything about the questions I asked, or they could only answer a few words.

Those guys who have a good grasp of information will rub their fingers at me secretly, saying that if they want information, they can pay me first.

Well, intelligence is private property, and it is normal to spend money to buy it.

But after I spent money, the information I bought was less than one percent of the information the bard gave me. How dare I sell it for just one silver coin!

I really want to beat him up and get the silver coins back, because the amount of information is simply not worth the price.

But I still held back, after all, this is not my territory, and unless I kill him, he will most likely spread the news to other intelligence dealers about my bad style and beat up the intelligence arbitrarily after I beat him. Rumors from dealers.

This would narrow my access to information in this town.

I suppressed my inner irritability and turned around to leave after receiving the information.

But you thought it was so late?

Then you are overthinking.

I found the grocery store hidden in the dark, bought some clay that could be used to make masks, paid the boss five copper coins, and left in a hurry.

Someone here may ask, am I not worried that the grocery store owner will betray me?

In fact, the owner of a small shop that can sell contraband in a dark corner and still be popular for a long time is definitely the kind of person who keeps secrets.

Otherwise he would have been silenced long ago.

I put the clay glue on my face and shaped it into a strange face that I couldn't recognize at all. Then I took off the gauntlet and the bandage, and then applied the clay glue evenly on both arms, palms, and fingers, and sprinkled some color to make it look slightly different. Use dull powder to change the color of the clay applied on your arms to a slightly gray skin color, and finally put on a set of fashionable clothes.

Very good, an unfamiliar face has appeared.

Then I took advantage of the night and walked out of the restaurant window into the night.

After a few leaps and bounds, I found the shady intelligence dealer who was teasing Liangjiazi with a wine bottle, and followed him all the way until the flow of people on the road gradually dwindled, and then I landed with my feet on the ground and stood in front of the man.

The intelligence dealer drank just enough to make him brave but not too drunk.

Seeing me blocking the road, he frowned, pointed at the garlic nose I pinched out, and said, "Get out of the way!"

As soon as I finished speaking, I took action.

I don’t know if you have ever tried to slap a naughty kid. Anyway, the feeling of licking this guy is the same as licking a naughty kid.

The opponent was beaten and screamed, but the opponent still felt so good that he was powerless.

After the beating, I didn't forget to add a few kicks at the end, then turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

At noon the next day, a new reward order was posted, and it turned out to be the face I made last night.

The blue witch holding the reward order pouted for a while, then suddenly smiled and said: "Don't tell me, it looks quite similar."

"Nonsense, I showed my face and beat him up openly. If this can't describe my outline, then what a ghost!"

After putting down the reward, the Blue Witch poured herself a glass of wine, took a sip, and asked me, "When do you plan to leave?"

"In a few days" I looked out the window, and I turned my head, just in time to see her holding the wine glass and sipping wine again, so I asked curiously: "Sipping wine in small sips is not your character, why don't you drink it all in one gulp? "

"This wine tastes terrible."

"If it tastes bad, don't drink it. Why are you forcing yourself to do it?"

"I'm not forcing it," the Blue Witch said, "Although this wine is unpleasant to drink, I like the way this strange taste stimulates my taste buds."

I was speechless.

Could it be that these few days of idleness suddenly unlocked some unknown and strange hobby in her bones?

At the same time, three big words flashed in my mind: masochism.

Scratching my head, I suddenly felt speechless, so I let her like it and turned around and left.

The Blue Witch didn't ask me what I was doing, just like I never asked her how many drinks and food she bought.

Anyway, I left her one gold coin and five silver coins, which was enough money for her to eat and drink in this town for several years.

But of course I won't leave her here for several years. As long as I find the naughty Becky and pay homage to Xilan's grave, I can take her home.

This won't take much time at all - the main time is spent on gathering intelligence and formulating plans, but it shouldn't take long either.

The reason why I gave her so much money was purely to keep her occupied.

Maybe some people are curious. She is a foodie. Besides eating, does she have any other activities to pass the time?

My answer is: Of course!

Have you not seen that when the blue witch is bored, she will call the boss and exchange one of the silver coins into a pile of coins of the lowest denomination, and then use the coins as Lego blocks to create various piles, various placements, and even bases? It has become a small but majestic castle!