Inside The Black Mist Chapter 301: Downtown life (ask for various tickets)

At about 6:00 in the evening, the setting sun reluctantly leaps into the western sea level, leaving the sky covered with sunset glow for a while.

Under this kind of weather, Tianyang came to the lower city again, this time he didn't look for the cripple, drove through the bustling streets, and stopped in front of a slightly remote alley.

Putting the car on the parking space at the entrance of the alley where the sign was almost blurred, Tianyang walked into the alley. There is a restaurant in the alley, and the restaurant's signboard is flickering with lights, and sparks jump out from time to time, as if it will go out at any time.

However, the shop owner doesn't seem to care about whether the light tube on the signboard will be extinguished, even if the guests entering the restaurant complain about the falling sparks.

The restaurant was filled with the smell of food. After Tianyang was seated, a waiter threw the menu on the table listlessly: "What do you want?"

Tianyang smiled, ordered a few dishes, and then put a mechanical lockbox at his feet.

Inside the box is a complete set of materials for the level 5 sublimation medium, because this set of medium is prepared for the God of War rank, Tian Yang can't use it, so he plans to sell it in the gray market.

Theoretically, the material of the sublimation medium can be preserved for a long time, but after so many years of practice, a theory has already been drawn.

That is, the material can be preserved for a long time, but the quality of the material will decline over time. The quality of materials will be related to the success rate of media production.

The same material, if the quality is low, there will be a certain probability of failure during the production process.

This is the reason why Tianyang is eager to sell media materials. If he can't use them himself, the quality will decline if left unused, so it's better to sell them directly and exchange them for contribution points or things that are actually needed.

Soon, the dishes ordered by the boy arrived. As soon as the waiter put down the dishes, Tianyang squinted his eyes slightly, and on the left and right sides, there was a woman who was dressed in gorgeous clothes, even slightly revealing, and sat down.

These two women are still very young, and their skin is in very good condition. Although they look a little ordinary, they have a good figure. In the downtown area, they usually get good clients.

Of course, the services they provide will cost more than others.

"Are you eating alone? It's so boring, let us accompany you." Sitting on the left side, a woman wearing a blue wig and heavy makeup boldly placed one hand on Tianyang's leg up, and gently rubbing.

The woman on the right dyed her hair red, and the neckline of her jacket was so low that it almost showed the scenery inside. She even leaned directly on Tianyang's arm, trying to squeeze the boy's hand into her chest.

But his eyes swept towards the password box at Tianyang's feet: "What kind of box is this? It's so special. It's the first time I've seen it. Let me have a look, okay?"

The corner of Tianyang's mouth raised: "It's fine, but I'll charge you."

The blue-haired woman slid her hand upwards, and asked with a smile: "How is the charge? It's too expensive and we can't afford it. How about letting us sisters stay with you overnight?"

Tianyang grasped her evil hand like lightning, and said with a smile, "You guys can definitely afford it. My fee is very cheap. Just take a look and I'll just goug out one of your eyes."

The two women were shocked and were about to stand up. But at this time, a murderous aura poured down on their heads like ice water, making them unable to move, only their teeth trembling.

Tianyang said in a deep voice, "Say, who sent you here."

The red-haired woman tried her best to put on a smile: "How come, I just see you eating here alone, it's so lonely, so my good sister, ah——"

Before she finished speaking, Tian Yang gently pointed at the woman's waist. Xingyun sent it lightly, hitting her whole body, making her sore and painful, and she screamed suddenly.

The sound made everyone in the restaurant look sideways, but this is the downtown area, and no one dares to meddle in their own business.

Tianyang smiled: "If you don't tell the truth, I will throw you into the ditch behind to feed the mice."

The two women were finally frightened, their movements were stiff, and they looked at a table in the corner of the restaurant.

There were a few men sitting on that table, one of them was of medium build, but he had a cold smell about him.

He suddenly laughed, got up and left his seat: "Little brother, good tricks, take down these two useless **** in three or two strokes. But they are scumbags, and they earn me a lot of money every year." Money, see if you let them go."

Tianyang smiled innocently and harmlessly: "Of course, but your people offended me, so it's just like that, isn't it against the rules?"

The rules mentioned by the boy are naturally the rules of the lower city. The rules of the lower city usually need to be maintained with strength.

The gloomy man squinted his eyes: "Could it be that I was mistaken, the little brother is actually from the lower city? I thought he was a good citizen from above. I was bored and came to the lower city to have fun."

Tianyang secretly smiled in his heart, when these two women came to test him just now, he knew that someone must regard him as a fat sheep in the upper city.

After all, I have lived in the lower city for seventeen years. How could the young man not know these tricks?

Tianyang still grabbed the two women: "After talking so much, you still haven't told me, who are you?"

The gloomy and cold man made a foot gesture, stretched out his hand to lightly press his chest, bowed and said: "Thank you brothers for looking up to me, call me the third son."

Tianyang couldn't help chuckling and said: "A mouse in the city has the face to call himself a son."

The young master in his mind must be at least Yunfeng and Bai Wuji, but this one is far behind.

The third son's face suddenly became quite ugly, and he no longer concealed it, and said coldly: "I don't care if you are a fat sheep in the upper city or a little **** in the lower city. Now I order you to take all valuables on your body." Hand it over, otherwise, you don't want to leave."

As soon as Tianyang entered the restaurant, he stared at this boy. Whether it's the young man's clothes, demeanor or the password box with complicated machinery, they all silently tell one thing: this young man is a rich master!

Things like killing people and stealing goods are quite common in Xiacheng District. Of course, it is not the first time for this person who claims to be the third son to do such a thing.

Now what he said was actually quite polite, if it wasn't because his own person was in the hands of the young man, he would have done it a long time ago, how could he talk so much nonsense with Tianyang.

Tianyang smiled and said: "You are a bit capable, you can predict the future, and rush to say what I want to say."

The third young master was stunned, and before he could figure out what the young man meant, he heard Tian Yang say, "Now I order you to hand over all your valuable possessions. Otherwise, your lives will end tonight Already."

Only then did the third son realize that the so-called "prophet of Mobu" meant this.

He grinned grimly: "You are courting death!"

Suddenly, in several corners of the restaurant, people started to shoot the case at the same time, and some even closed the door of the restaurant and lowered the curtains, so that the situation inside would not be known to the outside.

The next second, gunshots, screams and women's screams rang out in the restaurant.

However, these voices ended quickly, and only the voice of a woman weeping was heard intermittently.

The two women who seduced Tianyang just now are now crouching under the table with their heads folded, looking at everything around them in disbelief. The people brought by the third son were all dead, and all of them died tragically. Either they were shot in the head, or they were stuck in the face door with a knife.

The third son pierced his throat with a long knife and nailed him to the pillar. The smell of food in the restaurant was gone, replaced by the smell of blood. The few diners trembling, all looked at the silver-haired boy with normal face.

Tian Yang glanced at the table, the dishes he ordered had already been overturned, and there was even an unknown finger on the table.

The boy shook his head, picked up his lockbox and walked towards the gate: "The bills will be on those people."

He said this to the waiter who shrank aside at the door, and then walked away.

This is life in the downtown area. Some people get rich overnight, and some people die on the streets.

In order not to cause unnecessary trouble again, Tian Yang disguised the lockbox, and this time it finally went smoothly. Although there were still a lot of ulterior motives along the way, at least there was no such unsightly thing as the third son.

This allowed the teenager to have a quiet dinner, then put on a dark cloak and a nightmare mask, and came to the entrance of the gray market.

In front of the same warehouse-like house, Tianyang showed his badge, and the two guards let him in.

Entering the gray market, the teenager has a clear goal and goes directly to the shadow tower.

Shadow's store is still the same as yesterday, and there are even fewer customers in the lobby tonight. The neon has already been bought last night, and there are no new products on the shelves. Covered with a layer of gray.

When he came to the information desk, Tianyang flicked his fingers, and the bell rang.

It's still the old man from last night, walking over with a blank face, and said in a slightly impatient tone: "What's the matter?"

Well, even the lines are the same as last night.

Tianyang changed his tone and said lightly: "I am the **** of death."

The old man's expression changed immediately, and his eyes became hot: "So it's Mr. Death, you changed your mask, I can't even recognize you."

"I don't know what the customer wants to sell tonight?"

Boom!

The disguised password box was placed on the information desk, Tianyang leaned forward slightly, and said in a voice that only the old man could hear: "There is a complete set of materials for level 5 media in here, do you accept it in shadow?"

"What!"

The old man jumped up like an electric shock, attracting the attention of several guests. They were all a little curious, and they would know after a few more visits that the old man at the information desk had always been calm.

I don't know what happened tonight, but I'm so excited.

It's no wonder that the old man is excited. The sublimation media is not a new thing in the gray market, but the shadow itself is also selling a complete set of media materials.

However, shadows are only available for level 4 mediums. As for level 5 media, no matter what class they are, they can't make a whole set, so they can only sell them at retail.

Even so, media materials are still in short supply. If there is a complete set of level 5 media store now, the reputation of the shadow will rise a lot immediately, and the red chimney and hunger dance are just around the corner!