Why don't you have a normal person on board?

Chapter 217 I Have Been Not Being a Big Brother for Many Years

"I can help you find a channel to sell it." Nubi took another sip of coffee, as if he had a severe dependence disorder, and he couldn't do without the existence of caffeine at all. You will not be charged for the service.”

Tongqiu narrowed his eyes, "Oh? And this thing? I don't believe in pies falling from the sky."

Nubi nodded, "Indeed, there is no pie in the sky, on the contrary, I need you to do one thing for me."

"I have professional ethics, and I don't sell myself as a performer."

"I didn't talk about this with you," Nubi suppressed his inner irritability, and explained to Tongqiu, "This matter is more important, and I believe you will be able to complete it."

Hearing this, Tongqiu became vigilant. As the saying goes, there is no pie that falls from the sky, and there will be no sudden trust.Now Tongqiu only has some information exchanges with Nubi, he doesn't think he is qualified to withstand Nubi's trust, "Don't talk to me, why do you think I will be able to complete it? Could it be that I More legs than others? More mouths than others?"

"Compared to other people, your brain is abnormal." Nubi opened his eyes and said the essence of the problem in one sentence, "Only an abnormal person like you can integrate into the abnormal." In the group, so I have high expectations for you."

As he said that, Nubi clapped his hands, and the house elf at the side came over, put a somewhat yellowed square-inch photo that looked like it was taken with a Polaroid on the table, and pushed it in front of Tongqiu.

His gaze stayed on the yellowed photo, Tong Qiu frowned, the thing in the photo turned out to be something that looked familiar to him.

It was an ornament with a woman's head on top and a face wrapped with wire. It looked [-]% similar to the whistle that Tongqiu got as a keepsake when he killed the multi-limbed worm. The only difference was that it was not a whistle. Otherwise, it would be the same thing as the token whistle in Tongqiu's hand.

"This is……?"

Nubi interrupted Tongqiu's words in advance, "This thing is a symbol of the identity of a believer in a certain sect. Almost every believer holds this thing. It is normal for any sect to appear in this sea area , After all, it is the prerogative of human beings to fall into despair and then pin their hopes on something that does not exist.

"However, a few days ago, after this sect had a mysterious gathering, something went wrong in Safe Harbor Seven. What is the specific situation, you can take a look at Safe Harbor Seven later, it should be You can understand what I mean by this sentence.”

Tongqiu basically understood what Nubi was talking about.

"I suspect that this sect is planning something very dangerous, but of course, you should also be able to see that, as for me, I am a minion and have no fighting power, so I still have to rely on the help of others, so my first I thought of you right away."

Squinting his eyes, Tong Qiu questioned, "So what do you want me to do? Split the leader of this sect into a head and a brain?"

Nubi took another sip of coffee, "I want you to break into this sect and provide me with some useful information. I need to know what these guys are planning in my haven. I don't want everything to change. Unknown."

"Let me be the ghost? Sir, I haven't been the big brother for many years!"

Very calm, Nubi didn't even bother to talk nonsense this time, and clapped his hands again.

I saw the house-elf walking over tremblingly pushing a box, and opened it, revealing the horror core inside the box.

Tong Qiu snorted coldly with disdain, "That's it? My friend, I think our cooperation has already given you a good understanding of me? This little thing... tsk tsk tsk..."

He reached out and patted the surface of the Terror's core.

"I need to pay more."

Still extremely calm, Nubby cleared his throat, and the two house-elves each pushed up a Terror Core.

There are three in total.

In a storm disaster, it is basically equivalent to a voyage distance of nearly 6000 meters!

"Tch." Tongqiu gave another smile that was not afraid of power, seven parts cool, and three parts sarcasm.

"Let's talk about the insider's job in detail, boss."

-

Walking out of the hardware store, the quack doctor stuffed all the items he needed into his windbreaker and walked out onto the street.

The noisy human voice made him a little irritable, he prefers the quiet dissection room, although not all the people are alive, but it must be very quiet.

The dead can't speak, the living dare not speak, and everyone maintains order and silence. This is the favorite state of quack doctors.

Although Tong Qiu was usually there on the Madhouse, it was noisy even when he had nothing to do, but as long as he was ignored, the overall atmosphere of the Madhouse was still very satisfying to the quack doctor.

However, there were people coming and going in the haven, and the noise was noisy, which really made quack doctors feel very uncomfortable.

boom--

Walking on the street, the quack doctor suddenly felt that someone hit him on the shoulder, his eyes concealed some displeasure, and he turned around, wanting to see who hit him.

In a remote alley full of stagnant water and mud, a young man swayed and hit the wall, panting heavily, covered in sweat, and looked very weak.

Leaning against the wall, the young man's body slipped to the ground. He clutched his stomach, but his stomach was swollen like a pregnant woman's. The skin was covered with purple bloodshots, and those bloodshots were still running along the skin. It swayed around at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye, like a branch with very little movement.

"Hiss... ah... it hurts..."

The young man let out a low, gasping scream. The quack doctor felt that it was a little weird, he walked up to him and knelt down, grabbed the young man's face, rolled out his lower eyelids, and observed the whites of the young man's eyes.

Then he pressed his palms on various parts of the young man's body, checking the state of the young man's body.

Needless to say, this young man's body is extremely weak now, it can even be said that he is only one step away from death, but any violent impact may lead to the disappearance of his life.

Something is devouring the nutrition inside the young man's body, nibbling away at his flesh and blood, and using it to nourish his own growth.

"Is this what Tongqiu mentioned before... the sign of the coming of the heir of the evil god..."

The expression under the quack doctor's mask was a bit dignified. He pressed his palm on the young man's swollen stomach, and he could clearly feel something beating in the young man's stomach, and he wanted to break his body. out.

Turning his head, the quack doctor looked at the flow of people on the street.

Although the flow of people has decreased a lot compared to before, it doesn't mean how low the population density of No. [-] Shelter Port is.

Many people here are in the same state as this young man, struggling to move their bodies.

There are two-thirds of the people!
What the hell is going on here!
　Ask for rewards for investment and characters! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)