I am your natural enemy.

Chapter 499 Devil's Broker, Undeveloped (5k)

On the day Wen Yan disappeared, Feng Yao was lying in bed with his wounds not yet healed, but he began to make arrangements, trying to find a way to confirm where Wen Yan was and how to rescue or meet him.

Wen Yan's cell phone had no signal. Based on past experience, this meant that he was no longer in this world.

Originally, in order to prevent risks, we didn’t dare let the black box open the door, but after one day, we couldn’t wait any longer.

The black box used Wen Yan as the coordinate and opened the door of the underground hive, but there was nothing inside and it couldn't be opened at all.

We even asked someone to bring special equipment to the underworld, but we still couldn't get the signal from Wen Yan's phone.

Ever since Wen Yan fell into the underworld, the scientific research fanatics within the Lieyang Tribe began to modify the communication equipment.

In the absence of particularly large obstacles, the corresponding device can detect the signal from a long distance.

The signal strength may be far from enough for normal communication, but it can be used to confirm whether they are within a certain range in the same world.

Finally, Feng Yao asked Gao Si for help. Gao Si originally said that he might not be able to help with this matter and could only give it a try as he was not very good at divination.

After trying it, Gauss said the good news was that the divination was successful and he knew roughly where Wen Yan was.

But the bad news is that Wen Yan has fallen into purgatory, and he is powerless to do anything. Even the devils don't want to go to that damn place, and once you go there, there is a great possibility that you will never get out.

Gauss will find some time to work on some things recently. He just happened to have someone purchase some materials that are only produced in Purgatory. He can ask someone to see if anyone has any news about Wen Yan.

It is not difficult to get the news. In Purgatory, all kinds of news have been flying around recently. In addition, many people are frequently contacting some monsters or aliens here, so the flow of information is much faster.

Unfortunately, the information we got was useless. One moment it said Winchester was chasing a monster in Purgatory, the next moment it said a big monster in Purgatory escaped, and the next moment it said that in the Sea of ​​the Dead, which had not changed for thousands of years, there seemed to be some big changes. It was really lively.

The devil broker that Gauss contacted secretly passed a few messages to Gauss, and then suddenly ran away. He could no longer be contacted and no one knew where he went.

On a deserted beach in Florida, a man wearing glasses held a thick cowhide book in his hands, and in front of him was a magic circle burning with flames.

In the magic circle, a simple-looking fat boy stood inside with an innocent look on his face.

"Dear Sam, if you want to find me, just send me a text message.

As soon as I see it, I will call you back as soon as possible.

Why go through so much trouble to summon me here?

It would not be good for your reputation if people knew you summoned the devil."

"After summoning the devil, just kill it." The man with glasses replied calmly and seriously.

"Okay, okay, it's just a joke, don't take it seriously. Don't worry, if I tell others, everyone will know three years ago that someone from the famous Winchester family can actually summon a devil."

"What happened in Purgatory? Who in our family has such a bad temper that he rushed to Purgatory to hunt down someone? Who is he hunting down?"

"Dear Sam, you know, I haven't been to Purgatory..." The devil saw that the other party had started to flip through the book, so he immediately changed his words: "Well, I've only been there twice and almost didn't get out. I just bought some things there."

But then, Sam stomped his foot, triggering the mechanism, and the fire magic circle that was originally on the ground was lifted a little.

The magic circle was on a flatbed cart, which was held up by ropes buried under the sand so it did not slip into the sea.

"Don't play tricks on me. I heard that you are the most sought-after broker right now, and even big shots at the level of Demon King are looking for you.

If you say you know nothing, then I will have to doubt your professionalism.

Go ahead and tell me, I'll get the answer I want and I'll pay you the consulting fee.

If you can't give it to such an unprofessional devil's broker, I might as well send you to cool down in the sea."

Faced with the threat, the Devil's Broker immediately raised his hands.

"Alright alright.

My dear Sam, you know that what belongs to the earth belongs to the earth, and what belongs to the sea belongs to the sea.

I am a devil born in the fiery hell. If you throw me into the sea like this, I might freeze to death.

Because you have spared me once, because you will pay the consulting fee, and because you recognize my professionalism.

I can tell you a little news.

There is a Winchester, hunting something in Purgatory, but what, I don't know.

I spent a lot of money to find out a little bit of information. This Winchester is particularly vicious.

But he was not as cruel as the Winchester who had entered Purgatory before. He just wanted the surrender to be quick and clear and then paid the ransom.

He would spare the life of anyone he met on the road.

Therefore, the guys who didn't provoke the other side are now very honest and don't want to see that Winchester flipping through the book.

As for the rest, I really don’t know. I only know that he has killed more than a dozen people.

Wherever they went, no one dared to confront them head-on, and they all paid the ransom obediently.

The ransom he collected on this trip was more than what I earned in five years.

As for more news, there is none. I just received a big job and was in the process of negotiating it when you forcibly pulled me over here..."

Sam stared at the Devil's Broker with a gloomy face, then suddenly reached out and cut the rope.

The flatbed slowly slid into the sea, and the devil broker became very anxious.

"I really don't know any more. No one dares to get close to that Winchester.

I was just talking to a demon king when you pulled me over.

I don't have time to care about the affairs of Purgatory. I wouldn't care if all those damn, dishonest, profiteers and bastards in Purgatory died.

Anyway, there will definitely be more bastards who will continue to trade with me.

I don’t know any more!”

Seeing the flatbed truck getting closer and closer to the sea, the devil broker became anxious.

Not to mention whether he would be drowned or frozen to death, there have been all kinds of wars and news flying around recently, and many people are very sensitive. If he dares to set foot in the ocean, he might inexplicably provoke some untouchable existence.

"Okay, okay, this is the last piece of gossip, it's not guaranteed to be true.

This information was bought from a damn rancher for a lot of money.

The Winchester seemed to be a mixed-race person with an oriental face.

It's gone, Sam, damn it, are you really going to kill me?!"

Sam didn't move, but the flatbed truck stopped with a thump, and hit something when it was about to rush into the sea.

If the devil's broker could sweat, he would be covered in cold sweats now.

Three years ago, he was caught by this old man, but he was not killed. He thought he was lucky to meet the rookie Winchester who was not yet murderous.

He never expected that this person would leave his mark, force him to tell his real name, and finally, use him as a clerk of the Winchester family, pulling him over to ask questions whenever he had something to do.

Every time he says he will turn against you, he is insidious, cunning, shameless and despicable. He is even worse than those ruthless men in the Winchester family who only know how to kill.

It's the same trick again this time, but he really doesn't dare to bet, this guy really dares to kill him.

Sam walked forward and flicked out a gold coin, which fell into the hands of the Devil's Broker.

“This is the consulting fee.”

The Devil's Broker looked at it and shook his head.

“This is not enough. You pulled me here and made me offend the Demon King. I have to buy some gifts to apologize. I hope the Demon King will forgive me.

Moreover, the value of this gold coin has also plummeted, and it is almost worth only gold.”

"Then what do you want?"

"I need to stock up on some foreign currency now. I want the Qin Ban Liang from Shenzhou.

This time I only want one Qin half liang as consulting fee. Remember to compensate me later.

Since you don't want to kill me, I'll tell you this news for free.

Run quickly, your movements here have been discovered, and there are many gunmen approaching. "

Hearing this, Sam immediately took out his cell phone and took a look. A gunman with a gun appeared near his car. After the gunman appeared, he immediately removed the surveillance equipment in the car.

Sam was silent for a moment, then chanted a short spell, destroying the fire magic circle.

The devil broker who was trapped in the magic circle instantly turned into a puff of black smoke and disappeared.

He uncovered the flatbed, took out the spare items from underneath, quickly replaced them, and then sank the flatbed into the sea.

As it sank into the water, the flames and patterns on the flatbed van disappeared, and Sam turned on the propulsion device and quickly disappeared underwater. A moment later, a gunman came nearby and guarded the place, and after a while, a thin and weak guy in a black robe also came here.

After checking around, he took his people away. Half an hour later, the man appeared here again.

He took off his hood, revealing his skinny and pale face, and it was the stitched monster in the gathering.

He just received news that there is a breath of summoning demons here. Everyone else is busy, so he came here to check it out personally. It happened that he has no soul and his body is not afraid of being possessed.

He stamped his feet on the beach.

"Don't hide, come out. You can hide it from others, but not from me. I want to make a deal with you.

It's okay if you don't come out. I can pretend that I don't know who was summoned.

But please send a message to the Sea of ​​Dead Souls, saying Weird Andrew, to say hello to that lord."

After saying this, Stitched waited quietly, and then saw an "OK" appear on the beach.

"Okay, if you have anything, you can come to me."

The Stitched Monster nodded with satisfaction, turned around and left. Before leaving, he even absorbed all the remaining aura here to prevent anyone from tracking him.

After the Stitched Monster left, the Devil Broker appeared again accompanied by a puff of black smoke.

He was finally summoned to the human world and was almost killed, so of course he had to seize the opportunity and do more of his own work before dawn.

Now, there’s business coming to the door, and it’s an undead creature.

The devil broker chuckled. These guys really have different thoughts. Everyone has his own little thoughts.

It's good to be selfish. Being selfish allows brokers like him to take advantage of the situation and reap the benefits.

The fighting in Europe has been too fierce recently. Ever since the last dark creature was attacked by the church, they made up their minds to get a real devil's body. They became more and more ferocious, and recently, there have been fights every day and night.

Robin's side is even more ruthless. I even heard a few days ago that while Europa was fighting and dying every day, they held a super high-standard ceremony here. I don't know what was summoned.

Anyway, his clients have been very well behaved these days, fearing that they would be affected.

Thinking of the words of the undead creature just now, the Devil Broker thought of the mission he had received. The maverick Demon Lord asked him to find someone.

That Demon Lord was quite remarkable, even though he was a bit of a loner among the demons.

But he was able to come to this world and exist for a long time, and he even knew that this adult was in Shenzhou.

Not only is he alive, but he hasn't been expelled either. That's really awesome.

Therefore, he is now thinking about keeping a way out and starting to hoard some foreign currency.

Among all the foreign currencies he had heard of, the Qin Banliang seemed to be the most valuable. He had heard of Qin Huang, but he had never heard of other currencies, did not understand them, and did not dare to ask for them.

Similarly, as a broker among the devils, he is actually not very sociable. He never does his own traditional devil business and only acts as a middleman.

Facts have proven that there is no future for the devil who messes with the soul.

The Devil Broker was thinking about his mission, and then he came up with an idea. He turned into black smoke, slipped along the edge of the jungle, and disappeared quickly.

Soon, he caught up with the Stitched Monster, and the weird Andrew was waiting in front of the Stitched Monster.

“I need a little bit of your strength as a seed. After all, you know what the Sea of ​​the Dead is.

From the sources I have been able to get information from, no one dares to go to that place.

If you want to ask those undead spirits, you have to give them something decent.

We also need to let people know who is saying hello, right?"

The devil’s broker has a smile on his face, and a kind yet slightly cunning look, which fits the stereotype perfectly.

The Stitched Monster nodded with satisfaction. It seemed that this devil broker was doing something very important and he was so attentive to it.

He reached out and unbuttoned his clothes, revealing the Y-shaped sutured wound on his chest. He stretched out his hand along the middle, reached into his chest, and grabbed a little light from it. The power condensed rapidly and turned into a dark red ball.

He held out his hand to the Devil's Broker.

"According to the rules, we have to sign a contract first, right?"

"You're wrong. I never sign contracts, and I never trade souls. The risk is too high. Who knows, one day I might become a record by the recorder."

Hearing such confident words, Stitched Monster nodded and handed the things to the Devil's Broker.

He had heard of this person and had even been to a place where the other person had been and absorbed a trace of his aura, so he was able to recognize him immediately this time.

As unique as ever, and with an excellent reputation, he is much better than those devils who sign contracts just to find loopholes.

Of course, the most important thing is that he is not worried that the other party will use this thing to deal with him. He is just a stitched monster, strictly speaking an undead creature, and is not even an undead in the eyes of the necromancer.

The Devil's Broker left with his stuff, satisfied.

An hour before dawn, he finished his other business and disappeared from the world.

He can only be regarded as a devil without a physical body, more like an evil spirit, and there is no need for him to go against the trend of heaven and earth.

Less than an hour later, an intelligent undead in the Sea of ​​​​Dead received a commission from the Devil's Broker.

There are four items in the commission.

First, we need information about what happened in the Sea of ​​the Dead yesterday.

Second, ask the undead to help find out if it is possible that the target he is looking for is in the Sea of ​​​​Undead, and the code sent out is the date of this month when the salary and bonus will be paid.

Third, bring a message to the Undead King, Andrew, the weirdo from another world, expresses his sincere greetings to him.

Fourth, find some special bones.

The bargaining chip for the commission is a treasure transformed from the core power of a high-level undead creature.

The reason why this undead was fortunate enough to receive this commission was because he was not far from the king's huge mount.

In the Sea of ​​Dead Souls, the small town ship under Wen Yan's feet was still moving forward.

It is still unknown how long it will take to sail out of the Sea of ​​the Dead.

Wen Yan felt that he seemed to have overlooked an important question: how big is the Sea of ​​the Undead?

Now he was sitting on the lawn, resting his chin on his hand, thinking about how to speed up.

Opposite him, Lucy maintained the same posture, holding the dice in her hand, waiting for Wen Yan to tell her that she could throw the dice.

Wen Yan was thinking again about how to guide Lucy, make her understand what she had to do, and then use the chessboard to release it.

The current speed is too slow. Wen Yan might be able to hold on without waiting to go back, but Lucy really can't hold on any longer.

"Remember, this ship is too slow now. I have to speed up. However, I can't abandon it. I need to retrieve it. In order to be prepared for any eventuality, I must be able to release it."

Wen Yan was trying to guide Lucy.

To make sure everything was OK, he had blessed both the chessboard and Lucy in advance when Lucy threw the dice.

The dice turned into a dot, which flashed on the electronic screen for a while, and finally only a string of "..." appeared.

After flashing for a long time, an option appeared on the side.

"set up."

After clicking it, there are only three options.

The first option is: release or take back.

The latter two both show: Not yet developed.

Seeing this, Wen Yan breathed a sigh of relief. This small town and big ship was actually the product of Lucy's power, or the main body, or even the foundation. It definitely could not be thrown away.

Now, everything has been explained clearly. It seems that Lucy doesn't need to understand. She just needs to trust Wen Yan and think that it is right to do what Wen Yan says.

Just as we were done here, news came from the skeleton wizard Born that a daring undead had come to offer a treasure that was transformed from the power core of a higher-level undead creature.

Of course, the undead also revealed the source and sold out the Devil Broker, because the Devil Broker refused to sign the contract and did not forbid telling anyone else the news.

Even if he signs, the king still won't be counted as someone else.

After Wen Yan listened to what Born said and heard about the date of this month when the salary and bonus would be paid, he knew who said it.

No one would ask him this except Gauss.

Only at the beginning, Gauss wondered why the salary was not paid on the 5th, why there was a working day, why it was postponed, and why sometimes the salary was paid in advance on Friday.

Wen Yan looked at the thing in front of him. Since it could convey messages, he suddenly thought of another thing. Could he summon the ghost horse here?
(End of this chapter)