After receiving the other party's approval, the man led Wu Ming towards the pawn shop.

After entering the main entrance, the two went straight to the counter.

"Hey, you came early today. Who is this?"

A young man dressed as a waiter greeted the man and looked at Wu Ming.

"A friend of mine, shopkeeper Qian, is here?"

The man didn't explain much.

"The shopkeeper is inside, I'll ask someone to ask you."

The young man took out a walkie-talkie.

After receiving the consent instructions from inside, he opened his mouth and said:

"You can go in."

On the way in, the man simply introduced:

"There is a pawn shop in front of here. You can come here to exchange for cash for things that you don't usually need. The prices are quite reasonable.

"Of course, if the things are too expensive, I advise you to attend the small trade fair here, which is usually held at seven o'clock in the evening on weekends.

"For specific times, you can ask the clerk at the counter."

Wu Ming nodded slightly when he heard this.

Soon, the two came to a rather old door, and the man stepped forward and knocked twice.

"Please come in."

A voice came from behind the door.

Opening the door, the first thing that came into view was an old man wearing a short coat, with a goatee on his chin and small and bright eyes, giving people a very philistine feeling.

He was sitting upright on a solid wooden chair, holding a teacup in his hand.

There are bookshelves on both sides of the room, with many books listed on them.

"Shopkeeper Qian."

The man quickly greeted him without any hesitation because of the old man's unattractive appearance.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

The old man put down his tea cup, and then he had time to focus on the two of them.

"I want to know the news about the recent appearance of the Dark Night Cult."

As soon as Wu Ming spoke, the man was startled, and he slowly turned his head, his eyes filled with astonishment.

Shopkeeper Qian raised his brows, looked at the other person carefully, and spoke slowly:

"According to the rules, there is a consultation fee of 100,000 yuan."

"I'll go out and wait for you first."

Seeing the old man's glance, the man wisely exited the room, feeling a hint of regret in his heart.

When the door was closed, Shopkeeper Qian showed his confusion:

"What are you doing with those lunatics?"

"It seems like I'm asking you a question."

Regarding the old man's question, Wu Ming replied coldly.

I saw him turning over his hands and taking out a wad of banknotes, and threw them accurately on the table.

Shopkeeper Qian glanced at the banknotes on the table, and his beard twitched slightly. He didn't care about the other person's attitude and smiled:

"I don't know the people of the Dark Night Sect very well."

Seeing that the other party was about to speak, his voice changed:

"But I know someone knows."

After Wu Ming heard this, he silently waited for the next step.

Unexpectedly, the old man stretched out his thumb and index finger and rubbed them.

Wu Ming was slightly angry, feeling like he was being teased. After thinking about it, he threw out another pile.

He made up his mind that if nothing came out of the next question, he wouldn't mind teaching the other party a lesson.

"readily."

Shopkeeper Qian stretched out his hand and swept it on the table, put away the money, and said with a smile:

"This group of madmen is very mysterious. Except for people within the Dark Night Sect, few people know their whereabouts.

"The person I'm talking about joined the Dark Night Cult before and later escaped. I think as long as you find her, you will know what you want to know."

Wu Ming remained calm and asked calmly:

"Where is she?"

The old man remained silent again.

Wu Ming took a deep breath and threw out another wad of bills.

Shopkeeper Qian put away his smile and then spoke:

"She has been in trouble recently. She has provoked people from the arbitration tribunal. I heard that she was blocked in the 'Netherworld Gorge' thirty miles outside the city."

After listening to the old man's description of the target's appearance and name, Wu Ming nodded.

"If the information is wrong, I will come back."

Before leaving, he left a message, which was obviously threatening.

In response, the old man just smiled indifferently.

After he left, the young man entered the room through the secret door with a bad expression:

"Shopkeeper, this person actually dares to threaten you. Do you need to find someone to teach this outsider a lesson?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, the old man who seemed to be a philistine and shrewd man suddenly cursed:

"Idiot! I told you to use your brain more often, but you took my words as fart, huh? Can anyone who dares to cause trouble for the Dark Night Cult be an ordinary person?

"Are you blind? Didn't you see that the other party's expression didn't change at all after I mentioned the arbitration court? What does this mean?"

He seemed to be still angry and banged the table:

"In our line of work, the most important thing is to be smart, otherwise we don't know how we will die in the end."

The subordinate was spat on, but he didn't dare to refute.

"Go to that person and ask him how you met him."

After cursing for a while, the old man suddenly stopped and his eyes became serious.

After Wu Ming gave the subsequent 50,000 yuan to the man, he walked out of the pawn shop.

outside the city.

On the white snow, a figure was moving forward at an extremely fast speed.

Where the figure passed by, snowflakes were picked up and danced in the air.

Arriving at the entrance of the "Netherworld Gorge" that the old man mentioned, Wu Ming slowly frowned.

It is said to be a canyon, but it can be seen that the distance between the mountain walls on both sides is at least a hundred meters wide.

At a glance, it is deep and winding inside, and the terrain is extremely complex.

There are almost no traces of human activity around.

Thinking that it would be too difficult to find people in this ice and snow, my heart moved, and wind and thunder wings emerged from behind.

As his wings flashed, his figure soared into the sky.

Deep in the "Netherworld Gorge", there is an open space covered with ice and snow.

A group of people wearing silver windbreakers surrounded one person in the center.

Most of them hold a long black stick in their hands. There are many black "thin lines" on the top of the stick connected with other black sticks, forming a large net in mid-air.

In the center of the crowd was a young woman wearing a black gothic dress.

The woman has a bright appearance, and her thick black eyeshadow looks like ink that cannot be melted away.

Surrounded by the depths, the woman's face was not panicked at all, but showed coldness.

"'Feng Nu', you can't escape, why don't you catch me without mercy!"

A tall man yelled, his eyes filled with fear.

"Feng Nu" squinted her eyes and glanced around, knowing that what the other party said was right.

In order to arrest her this time, the Arbitration Tribunal not only dispatched two masters, but also used a set of forbidden objects to prevent her from escaping.

"Gee, if I enter your arbitration court, it will be difficult for me to die, right?"

"Wind Girl" opened her red lips, her bright face full of sarcasm.

"Today either I die or you die, there is no third possibility."

After saying that, she laughed nervously.

Laughter echoed, and the tall man looked extremely ugly.

In this arrest operation, they underestimated the opponent's ability and lost nearly ten elite-level extraordinary people.

To him, this was tantamount to a slap in the face.

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