"A black rose with twenty-four petals." Fang Xiu's calm voice came from under the black hood.
The waiter immediately straightened up slightly and hesitated for a moment before saying, "I'm sorry, sir, we don't have that kind of wine here."
Fang Xiu shook his head: "What I want is not wine, but flowers."
The waiter's attitude immediately became respectful: "Please follow me, sir."
As he spoke, the waiter led Fang Xiu to a room behind the bar, where there was a keypad door. After the waiter pressed his fingerprint, the keypad door opened with a bang, revealing a long corridor.
The corridor was very dark, and you could only vaguely see the path under your feet.
"Please come inside, someone will assist you."
Fang Xiu nodded and then stepped inside, closing the keypad door behind him.
When he reached the end of the corridor and turned a corner, he saw an elevator with two burly men dressed in black standing next to it.
The two men had bulging bags around their waists, clearly indicating that they were hiding weapons.
"Guest, please show your membership card."
Fang Xiu directly took out Lin Ziyang's membership card.
These membership cards are anonymous, so he took them out without worry.
Black Rose Bar takes great care to keep its guests' information confidential. They only issue membership cards to qualified people and never force guests to register.
According to Lin Ziyang, the Black Rose Bar is backed by a powerful force, and is very likely not a local entity, with branches in many cities.
After checking the membership card and confirming that it was correct, the two said, "Honorable guest, a routine check is required to enter the trading market. Conflicts are strictly prohibited inside. We apologize for the inconvenience."
Fang Xiu nodded, then let the two men use the instruments to examine his body.
Of course, they were only testing firearms and bombs; they dared not touch anything else that belonged to the Spirit Masters.
After the inspection was completed, Fang Xiu successfully entered the elevator, which then descended.
Clearly, the underground trading market, like the Bureau of Investigation, is established underground.
When the elevator doors opened, Fang Xiu walked into the trading hall. There weren't many people inside, only a dozen or so scattered around, but the space was very spacious, about the size of a football field.
This is just the main hall, not counting the other individual rooms.
Of the dozen or so people scattered around, apart from a very few who were not disguised, the others were more or less disguised, some even wearing masks of the Monkey King.
Fang Xiu was not surprised by this. The number of spirit masters was already small, probably less than a hundred in the entire Green Vine City.
The fact that there are more than a dozen people in the trading market at this time is enough to prove the strength of this place.
Fang Xiu had only taken two steps when a beautiful young woman with a graceful figure, dressed in black stockings and a business suit, walked over.
With a respectful yet beautiful smile on her face, she said, "Hello, sir. How can I help you?"
"I'm going to kill someone," Fang Xiu said calmly.
The woman's expression remained unchanged, seemingly unsurprised by Fang Xiu's words. Instead, she continued to smile and say, "Good guest, please come this way."
Fang Xiu was then led to a secluded meeting room, where the woman poured tea and then left.
Soon, a man dressed in a sharp suit and wearing an exquisite silver openwork mask appeared.
"Hello, sir. I'm the manager of the business department. My surname is Cheng, you can just call me Xiao Cheng. By the way, who do you want to kill?"
"How much is the president of the Bright Club worth?"
Upon hearing this, Manager Cheng's eyes clearly flickered, but his excellent professionalism prevented him from showing it.
He explained, "The president of the Light Club is a second-tier spirit master, and one of the best among them. So if you want to take action against him, you'll need to get at least one second-tier spirit master involved."
However, assassinating the president of the Bright Club would be tantamount to making an enemy of the entire Bright Club, and would require even more manpower to deal with his subordinates, which would likely involve enormous human and material resources.
"Local hitmen probably can't handle this job. If you really want to do it, we'll need to bring in people from out of town, but that won't be cheap."
"How much?" Fang Xiu asked again.
"For experts of this level, we don't charge money, only spirit coins or spiritual materials of equivalent value. A rough estimate is that it would cost about five thousand spirit coins."
Fang Xiu wasn't surprised. After all, he was the head of a Spirit Master faction with a group of people under his command, so he couldn't be too cheap.
How many spirit coins were spent on the assassination of Tan Guangyuan of the Bright Club?
“Although Tan Guangyuan is not a second-tier spirit master, he is a core member of the Light Club and is quite strong. It would take at least a thousand spirit coins to kill him.”
Fang Xiu remained silent. Indeed, poverty was the greatest original sin.
Where is Li Zhiwei?
"This one is cheaper, only two hundred spirit coins."
"Oh?" Fang Xiu was slightly surprised: "Why is it so cheap?"
"Guest, your question involves some valuable information. I can only tell you if you are certain that you want to kill Li Zhiwei and pay a deposit of one hundred spirit coins, or pay separately for the information."
Snap!
Fang Xiu took out a black briefcase and slammed it on the table. A clinking sound came from inside—the sound of coins clattering.
Manager Cheng picked up his briefcase and began to check it. Upon finding exactly one hundred spirit coins inside, he immediately smiled broadly and said, "Since you've already placed an order, this message is a bonus for you."
Although Li Zhiwei is also a core member, his ability is based on perception, so his direct combat power is not strong, hence the lower price.
One more thing to remind you: Li Zhiwei is the cousin of the president of the Guangming Club.
Is it my cousin again?
Forget it, I killed my cousin.
"Hmm, when do we make our move?" Fang Xiu asked.
"This is an industry secret, and I cannot disclose it to you. However, I should be able to give you a reply within a week. You can download the KillMe app, which is a mini-program we developed internally. You can follow the killer's activities in real time and track orders. Alternatively, you can try to find out information from outside sources yourself."
Li Zhiwei was a prominent figure, so his death should not be difficult to ascertain.
"You'll have a month to gather information. If the assassination is successful, you'll need to pay the remaining balance within a month," Manager Cheng said with a smile.
"What if we can't kill them?"
"If the assassination fails, we have two options: one is a refund, but only half of the mission fee will be refunded; the other is that you can pay more to hire a stronger assassin."
Fang Xiu nodded: "Let's sign the contract."
Manager Cheng quickly drafted a contract.
"You can sign your real name or a pseudonym."
Upon hearing this, Fang Xiu was slightly surprised: "You can sign a fake name?"
Manager Cheng nodded: "You are a Spirit Master, you can feel this contract."
Upon hearing this, Fang Xiu immediately picked up the contract and was surprised to find a strange fluctuation on it.
He immediately had a guess in his mind.
"This contract contains the power of a mysterious artifact."
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