Chapter 388 Gold

“Please don’t look at businessmen through colored glasses, sir.

Riya smiled, and his smile gave people the illusion of warmth, as if the person in front of him was completely harmless and trustworthy. Just by looking at him, people felt that he must be a very cultivated and moral person.

But the bounty hunter still had a cold face: "I've seen you guys like this too many times. Nine out of ten businessmen are bad. If you can't afford it, stay away from me!"

"It's terrible, it's terrible..."

Ria pretended to be frightened by his eyes, covered her heart and walked away, but she didn't know that her behavior was like a pretentious black fox.

The bounty hunter stared at the direction he left, clenched his fists, and then left quickly. However, at the next turn, he saw the young man sitting on the bench resting on the handle of his cane.

"..."

The man immediately turned around, and then at the next corner, he saw another young man performing magic for the nobles who were out on the street. He took off his top hat, grabbed a handful of playing cards and threw them upward. The cards turned into white doves and "fluttered." "Fly into the sky.

"What the hell."

The man's breathing gradually became faster, and his heart beat faster and faster. Almost without thinking, he ran away, and then heard the strange and pleasant sound of the flute, from far to near, and then closer and closer.

He saw a young man playing the flute on the street, and a cobra slowly emerged from the bamboo basket in front of him and moved its body to the rhythm of the flute.

The man was like a ghost, as if he could meet him wherever he went.

Sometimes, the young man toasted to him at a street tavern seat, and the next second, he greeted him through the glass of a high-end restaurant, the knife and fork in his hand still oozed the blood of some undercooked meat he had just cut. .

"What on earth happened today!!? Could it be that we really hit a ghost?"

The man found an underground tavern and hid in. He squeezed into the crowd, and the heat from the crowd made him feel a little at ease.

Lively shouts came from the front. It turned out that a group of people were watching a boxing match. Through a cage-like barbed wire fence, they watched their favorite players bare their upper bodies and expose their muscles. They fought with each other until they died.

This kind of pleasure drove everyone crazy, and also made the man a little panicked. He had never been to such a place before, and the atmosphere here was not normal.

The people behind the barbed wire were punching each other one after another, with such force that they almost shattered the opponent's internal organs and bones.

Soon, some people were defeated and collapsed on the ground in a strange posture. No one with normal bones could do that posture.

Someone who cleared the place dragged him out and threw him into a room. There was the sound of dogs barking, followed closely by the sound of tearing flesh and blood and hoarse shouts.

The winner has someone stepping forward to rub his shoulders, waiting for the next unlucky guy to come on.

He roared like a wild beast and raised a bloody fist: "Who else can fight me? Is there no one left, you bitches!?"

The audience in the audience also discussed it heatedly.

"Hipps is the winning king here. Wherever he is, there will be victory. It is right to bet on him in the next game."

"What do you mean by escort?"

The bounty hunter asked, only to receive a blank stare from the other party.

"You don't even know this, where did it come from? New here?"

"Of course, you have to invest money in him. The more you invest, the greater the return will be. According to the recent market conditions, there is no one who can beat him except Hipps. If you don't invest in him, who will you invest in?"

"But no matter how strong a person is, he is still a human being, and it is impossible to win all the time."

"That's right. No one can always be favored by the goddess of victory, but while he can still fight, isn't it right to make money for us?"

During the conversation, Hipps on the stage had already started shouting: "Is there anyone next?"

He shouted for a long time but no one was willing to play. Just when everyone thought that no one could challenge Hipps, a black shadow walked out of the crowd and stood on the stage.

He was dressed meticulously, and his eyes were calm under the lenses.

Suddenly people started shouting: "Little ones are not allowed to play here. Where did the child come from? You should go back to find your mother quickly!"

Compared with the muscular man in front of him who was more than two meters tall, the young man's figure was indeed nothing to mention, and he was also too young. People soon began to speculate how many seconds he could last under Hipps' hands.

"I guess for a second."

"Half a second, the person who ran out of someone's life was probably a noble from that family who wanted to experience life and came here. Hahaha, he looks pretty good, he is really good - it's a pity that he will end up here soon. It turned into a mess.”

"Hey, I'm talking about the new guy. From the look in your eyes, do you want to bet money on that person?"

"No……"

"That's right. Take out your money and follow us to continue betting on Hipps. He will let you experience what a real carnival is!"

"No..." The man's face turned pale. Seeing that familiar face again, he only felt horrified and creepy!

I want to escape, but there are too many people here. Everyone is looking forward to the scene where the young man's spine is broken by a punch from a muscular man. The more glamorous the city, the darker the darkness behind it. On the surface, he looks noble. No one dares to think about the private hobbies of people with such postures.

But the bounty hunters didn't care what happened to them. These people didn't know who they had offended, and some even tried desperately to make the young man on the stage take off his upper body clothes according to their rules.

Riya looked at them expressionlessly, then reached out and unbuttoned his coat in front of everyone, threw it on the ground, took off his vest and untied his tie.

Now, there was only a white shirt inside, and he smiled maliciously at those people: "Want to see?"

The voice was no different from the devil from hell, but someone nodded unconsciously, and then everyone heard the man say: "Then leave all your money. Don't I have the capital to leave your money?"

"Everyone, investing some money in me will get unexpected returns, or are you so unable to lose that you dare not invest money in me?"

Soon, someone in the crowd cursed secretly: "I don't believe in evil."

He turned to bet on Riya, and more and more people followed suit. Soon, there were only a few people who would win by betting on Ships.

With just a few words, he changed everyone's thinking and made those people crazy about him. The bounty hunter took a deep breath and continued to look for an opportunity to escape.

Then the next second, everyone saw the young man on the stage take off his shirt and throw away his hat.

The body inside was not as thin as it appeared, but had very well-proportioned abdominal muscles with full lines. It was obvious that this man might not be as weak as everyone imagined when fighting.

Suddenly, everyone was excited, watching the young man rushing towards Ships, and everyone cheered for him.

The bounty hunter felt that the world must be crazy, either the world was crazy or he was crazy.

Anyway, one of the two must be crazy.

However, the next second, something even more explosive happened. Ships looked at the young man rushing towards him and punched him in the head. Blood mist and brain matter splattered everywhere, and also splashed on the faces of the astonished audience.

The young man died just like that.

And what did they do? They bet all their money on him inexplicably, and then he died. Doesn't this mean that they lost the whole bet?

But someone else bet on Ships, who was it?

The bounty hunter seemed to have his own answer. He looked at the corner with a feeling. The neatly dressed Riya still had a smile on her face. She shook a tall glass in her hand and looked at her unsightly body under the light on the stage.

"It's really interesting, isn't it? Appreciating their expressions always makes me happy."

The man's eyes were cold and he was trembling all over: "I knew it, I knew you wouldn't die so easily."

"Who are you?"

"As for me... It may take a long time to talk about my identity. In order to avoid wasting time, I will just make it short."

Riya drank the wine in the glass and put it down with a "pop".

"I think your life is threatened. Do you want to learn about the god who controls business and money and seek his protection?"

"Are you a missionary from the underground church? Great!"

"I should have known that nine out of ten merchants are shady, and one is a pyramid scheme."

Riya: "...Actually, this is all prejudice."

"Sir, do you really not consider believing in our great and noble Lord of Trade, the fair judge, the embodiment of fairness?"

"I will never believe in your broken god! Even if I die!"

"Are you a member of the Rising Sun?"

"I don't believe in the sun either! Any belief is stupid in my opinion!"

Riya understood.

"Of course, I respect all beliefs, including atheists, but you don't look like an atheist.

As someone who has always been admired by others, with a bloodline that should be the focus of everyone's attention, it is reasonable to think so, don't you think so? Your Highness."

At this time, the man's spine was cold, and he felt a chill rushing from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, but at this time he already knew that he couldn't run away at all.

"How did you know?"

"I have my own way of doing this."

Riya followed the group of bounty hunters and had already understood their characteristics. The man walking on the street had a temperament that those people did not have. Even if the royal family was down and out, they were still royal.

It was difficult to hide their own aura and the cursed blood of the gods with just a set of camouflage clothes.

So Riya saw through his disguise almost at first sight. This person was very smart and chose to hide in the downtown area, but he was not completely smart.

"And your reaction was too extreme. Have you not seen many extraordinary people?"

This was not the place to talk. Riya left after collecting a sum of money.

The man disguised as a bounty hunter was called White. He looked very mature at a young age, so he was always laughed at by his brothers and sisters.

"You won't betray me, right?"

White couldn't help asking Riya, and Riya affirmed.

"Of course, it's my honor to meet you in the city. I support all the royal families and have heard a little about your deeds.

To be honest, you who have the blood of God should be loved by everyone, but now those people treat you like the plague god. Don't you think this is unfair, Your Highness?"

"It's not fair at all! I can't even imagine what those civilians would say about us. If it weren't for Golis telling us everything and asking us to run, we would still be kept in the dark."

"I really don't want to go back, and I don't want to see anyone in the palace. If you think about it carefully, everyone of them is so hateful. The place I once thought was my home is actually a real hell.

Father...Father is the real pitiful man. What is the difference between him and a bird in a cage? "

"The difference is probably that he has the consciousness of the World Serpent in his body. The next person to ascend the throne will also inherit that kind of thing. In their view, the meaning of your existence is probably only to maintain the stability of Endles."

"That's really sad."

White covered his forehead and sighed: "We obviously didn't do anything."

"Some things are born to be carried, regardless of other things."

Some people are born to the end that most people can't reach, but some people are born to purgatory.

"Then what are your plans now, Your Highness?"

Riya took him to a restaurant and planned to use the money he earned to eat something first. White looked at the black unknown creature on the table that swallowed the plate together and shook his head.

"Actually, I don't know. Logically, I should leave here, but the defense nearby is getting stricter and stricter, and their eyes are everywhere in the invisible corners.

And even if I run, what can I do? Do you know why I am terrified after seeing your ability? Because although we are also called monsters and extraordinary creatures by those people, we can't do it like you.

At most, we are like beasts... What kind of god is this? If this is a god, then the god is too useless. "

Riya: "The World Serpent once fell asleep because of the shining sun."

"You see, I said He is useless!"

"But the reason for His sleep is mostly because He resurrected everyone with His own blood. In my opinion, He is the one who really deserves the faith of Endles.

The usurper has deceived the world for too long with the help of that false light. The truth will be revealed sooner or later. At that time, the judgment will make everyone pay the price. "

The young man cut the meat in front of him with a knife and fork, and the light red hemoglobin flowed out.

"You may have heard of the Day of Judgment. On that day, God will wake up and judge the world.

And what the Lord of Trade does is to weigh justice on that day-judge the God of Sin. "

Riya said this with great determination, and he did not shy away from the act of judging the God. Although he had just prayed to the statue of the rising sun not long ago, he could say such words in the blink of an eye.

White seemed to be moved by his words, and his eyes gradually became bright.

"The Lord of Trade you mentioned, which god does the church believe in?"

At this moment, Riya knew that the other party had taken the bait.

He put down his knife and fork, and many golden pupils gradually appeared on the surface of his skin, staring at White in front of him without blinking.

"The church that worships trade is called-"

"【Gold】."