Chapter 168 Asking for Trouble

The man called "Vulture" walked up from the bottom of the stairs.

This place used to be a run-down building with few people and usually only a few animals stayed here.

After the end of the world, because there are few living things here, zombies rarely come here.

He transformed this place into a temporary base.

It was quiet all around. Looking into the windowless opening, the ink-red night spread out, the blood moon hung high in the sky, and the stars disappeared.

“I really miss the night sky.”

The vulture shook his head.

In the past, his favorite weather was a dark night with clear clouds and full of stars. Unfortunately, at the end of the world, he never saw it again.

A light appeared on the vulture's hand. This was a trap he had set. If you didn't use a specific method to enter the shelter, the hidden trap would explode.

An intelligence dealer without power and making a living on his own has to be careful.

The vulture checked carefully and confirmed that there was no problem before pushing open the innermost door.

However, two women unexpectedly came into view.

The vulture couldn't help but stiffen.

The two women are very beautiful, especially the sisters who look similar. The younger sister is lively and the older sister is cold. Anyone who sees such a combination will be happy.

But the Vulture was different. As an intelligence dealer, he knew these two men.

A complete lunatic.

Or a murderer.

The two men did not gain any benefits from killing people. They did not want equipment or materials. They simply enjoyed the process of killing.

Alarm bells rang in Vulture's heart. Although he knew that the purpose of these two people coming to him could not be to kill him, who knew whether these two mentally ill lunatics would involve him as well? Anyway, it would not take much effort to kill them with a knife.

"I don't know what brings you two to see me today." The vulture stayed at the door and didn't take a step inside. This way, even if something unexpected happened, he would have time to escape.

"Intelligence." My sister said these two words coldly.

"What?"

"My sister said that she wanted to buy the information about Frost Ghost from you, but you didn't even show me this kind of attitude. How dare you claim to be the best intelligence dealer in this area?" the younger sister said with a smile.

The vulture's brows couldn't help but twitch twice.

Damn, the way you talk, I have no idea what you really want to say.

But the vulture did not dare to express his dissatisfaction to these two great gods, and could only suppress his dissatisfaction: "I don't have much information about the Frost Ghost. There is a copy in the cabinet over there. It's free. I'll give it to you."

"Not enough, help us find the Frost Ghost." My sister's tone and expression were still cold.

"No, I don't know what you two want to see Frost Ghost for?" asked Guluo Gan with a smile.

"What else can we do? What do you think we can do by finding someone to help us?" The corners of my sister's mouth were exaggeratedly raised, and her eyes emitted an enchanting red light in the dark night.

These two are crazy!

The vulture's facial muscles began to twitch wildly.

He understood what these two people wanted to do.

They actually want to kill Frost Ghost! ?

Crazy?

Are these two idiots finally going crazy?

He admitted that these two lunatics were quite strong, but they were Frost Ghost, the one who killed the devil with his single-handed strength!

He did have a way to find the Frost Ghost.

In his hand he had the crystal given by Frost Ghost.

But he is not an idiot. He would only be crazy to use the crystal to find the Frost Ghost.

He didn't believe that the two sisters could really kill the Frost Ghost.

Will the Frost Ghost let him go afterwards?

impossible.

The thought of the frost ghost chasing after you makes you tremble with fear.

It was impossible for him to really lure the Frost Ghost over, but he didn't dare to provoke the sisters. He could only agree to it first, then drag them over, and then immediately move to another city to live. Anyway, he was alone, and it was a pity that he had no connections in this city.

"Okay, I'll try my best, but this kind of thing can't be accomplished in a day or two. Give me a week and I'll contact you then." The vulture forced a smile. He had already made his decision. He agreed first and then ran away overnight.

"Sister, he is lying."

Just when the vulture was feeling proud of his method, his sister's words made him stand still.

"What? What lies? I didn't lie."

"You lied. You have a way to contact Frost Ghost." The younger sister giggled and pointed at her own red eyes: "Uncle Vulture, I have a skill that can distinguish the truth from lies."

Of course, there is no such skill.

It was just a lie.

But seeing the sudden change in the vulture's expression, the sister knew that, as usual, she had succeeded in her deception this time.

He is said to be an intelligence dealer, but in fact he is just an idiot.

Looking at the slightly panicked vulture, the cold-hearted sister suddenly smiled. How to describe the smile on the cold-hearted beauty's face?

Being charming is not enough; just one look is enough to make people of all genders fall in love with you.

But at this moment, the vulture's heart was twitching and he had no other thoughts.

Damn it, is there a skill in this world that can see other people's inner thoughts?

It's not that Vulture is stupid, but as an intelligence dealer, he has seen too many weird skills, so it is not completely impossible for this skill to exist.

"If you don't tell me, you will die."

Before she said a word, her sister was still standing there. When the word "death" fell, a sharp scalpel was pointed at her throat.

Looking at the beautiful woman so close to him, beads of sweat quickly appeared on the vulture's forehead.

"You don't tell the truth because you're afraid that the Frost Ghost will cause you trouble. But uncle, is there a possibility that if you don't tell the truth, you won't live to see the day when the Frost Ghost causes you trouble?" said the younger sister with a smile.

The vulture's head was sweating profusely, and there were two voices arguing in his heart.

After a moment, the vulture sighed resignedly: "I know, I will tell you how to find the frost ghost, but there is a problem."

"Speak." My sister said briefly.

"You should know that the Frost Ghost killed the Devil. You went to trouble the Devil before, but the result was not good. In this case, you still want to provoke the Frost Ghost who is stronger than the Devil?"

The vulture really couldn't understand. These two sisters were almost killed by the demons and escaped with great difficulty. Then, when facing the frost ghost who was stronger than the demons, they actually dared to take the initiative to attack?

"It's different." The younger sister crossed her legs, rested her right hand on her thigh, and raised her chin: "Demons only have the instinct to kill, and any calculations will not work. But the Frost Ghost is different. That guy is a human being, and as long as he is a human being, he will have weaknesses."

Hearing this, Bald Eagle's brows furrowed wildly.

He admitted that there was some truth in this.

But in order to exploit a weakness, at least the difference in power between the two sides should not be too big. Otherwise, the Frost Ghost will just stand there and neither of you will be able to kill it.

However, the vulture did not say this out loud, he just complained in his heart.

"Okay, I get it. I can help you with this, but not right now. I need to ensure my safety. Tomorrow morning, I will leave a way to find the Frost Ghost somewhere. You give me a way to contact you."

"Do you want to delay time to escape?" My sister's eyes gradually turned cold.

"I have no choice but to accept your suggestion. I must ensure my own safety. Otherwise, I will still die even if you find a solution. So, just do it now." The vulture looked like he had given up.

The two sisters looked at each other, the elder sister nodded slightly, and the younger sister jumped off the table with both hands: "I hope you can abide by the agreement, otherwise, you will die~"

My sister dragged out the words and walked out with her arms and legs swinging widely. She looked like an elementary school student practicing marching in the playground.

The door was closed, and the vulture sat on the ground exhausted. He took a few breaths, touched his forehead which was already covered with sweat, and wanted to cry but had no tears.

What evil had he done to get involved in this kind of thing?