When in the caravan, Mark discovered that although Monica behaved like an experienced veteran, her daily behavior habits were actually more like that of a noble lady.
Whether it is the habit of turning your back to the crowd and tidying up your appearance when getting up early every day, or the habit of folding the edges twice when wiping the tableware with rough linen before eating.
No matter how carefree she pretends to be or how lazy she looks, the upbringing engraved in her bones always reveals itself inadvertently.
Perhaps after she became an appraiser, others would often ask her for help, and she wouldn't mind if others didn't ask her for appraisal. However, today's experience was probably the first time Monica had experienced this.
After being rejected continuously for a whole day, even her most useful ability, money, became ineffective. It would be strange if this young lady who has hidden her identity did not feel overwhelmed.
Mark looked at Monica, whose hair was stuck to her forehead and whose face was exhausted, and he couldn't help but feel a little sorry for her.
After all, finding the Black Gold Gang was his own business, and there was no need for Monica to suffer with him.
"Okay, let's go eat! If nothing goes wrong, we'll be able to find the Black Gold Gang tonight."
Mark reached out and pulled Monica, who was slumped on the stone slab, up.
There was no need to comfort her at a time like this. If she did, Monica might even feel embarrassed. It would be better to just give her a better answer directly.
"Hmm? You asked where they were?"
Monica's eyes lit up as expected. She grabbed Mark's hand and stood up, her face full of surprise and curiosity.
"No." Mark shook his head and smiled, "But they will definitely come to us on their own."
Wasting a day in Osborne Town looking for people to ask about the Black Gold Gang is not a waste of time.
The two new young men in the town asking about the Black Gold Gang will not only attract the attention of intelligence dealers, but also the attention of the Black Gold Gang.
In the afternoon, Mark noticed several people who seemed to be tailing him and Monica.
The other party may be a subordinate of an intelligence dealer, or he may be a member of the Black Gold Gang.
There is no need to worry about the intelligence dealer's men.
These people are already spread across various regions of the Lily Kingdom. They are just the subordinates of intelligence merchants, and they subconsciously pay attention to and collect information about everything on a daily basis.
As long as they don't come into contact with real intelligence dealers, those real intelligence dealers who are responsible for compiling and collecting intelligence will not stay in a small place like Osborne Town.
Mark was more inclined to believe that the other party was a member of the Black Gold Gang. Two outsiders were in the city asking about the local gang that they should not ask about. If the gang did not respond within a day.
Then Mark should suspect whether the so-called Black Gold Gang has been wiped out by the Dragon Slaying City guards.
Sure enough, when Mark and Monica arrived at the door of the Grizzly Bear Tavern.
A boy, no more than 1.4 meters tall, wearing a linen jacket and shorts, suddenly bumped into Mark's arms from the side of the stairs.
Then Mark felt his waist loosen and his wallet was taken away.
Mark subconsciously grabbed the child's muddy wrist with his backhand.
But before Mark could exert any strength, he felt his hand slip, and the boy slipped away from his hand easily, turned around and ran into the narrow alley next to the Grizzly Bear Tavern.
The boy flashed at the end of the narrow alley and disappeared behind a wooden door with a rusty iron chain.
Mark, who followed slowly, exchanged glances with Monica, pushed open the half-closed wooden door and walked in.
Mark had to lower his head to pass through the low door frame with peeling plaster.
As soon as he entered the door, Mark looked up and looked around.
It was a small courtyard of only about 20 square meters with a low wall and a grape trellis.
Dark moss grew in the cracks between the blue bricks in the courtyard. A scarred black man wearing a leather vest was squatting beside a millstone, sharpening a dagger. The sound of the blade scraping against the grindstone made the two men's ears numb.
The kid who had stolen the money before was now standing under the grape trellis with his hands hanging down, gently placing his bulging purse on the stone table, and rubbing his muddy paws repeatedly on his coarse trouser legs.
"Hey, two young masters and young ladies from the city, I told you that ordinary outsiders would never dare to keep asking about our Black Gold Gang, even if they had the guts to feed a dog."
A brown-haired woman with a silver nose ring and obsidian beads braided in her hair appeared from behind the grape trellis.
She picked up the coin bag on the stone table with two fingers and tossed it. The crisp sound of the gold coins colliding startled the crows on the eaves and flew away. "Idiots who are asking about the Black Gold Gang, either bring the gold coins or leave with the corpse..."
Such a strong sense of déjà vu.
Mark was not frightened by this ferocious-looking woman.
On the contrary, at this moment he seemed to be seeing some movie scenes from his previous life.
It seems that before some gang bosses discuss things, there will always be a conspicuous younger brother who jumps out to show his presence.
Could it be that this is a special behavior that gangsters must abide by before doing things, and if they don't do so, they will not be qualified gangsters?
"Are you the manager of the Black Gold Gang?" Mark didn't look at the woman who was performing enthusiastically, but turned to look at the scarred black man.
Judging from his temperament, this actor should be a small leader.
The scarred black man looked up at Mark's eyes indifferently, but did not answer Mark.
"How do you prove you're from the Black Gold Gang? You can't just tell me someone is from the Black Gold Gang and I'll believe them, right?"
Mark walked straight to the stone table and sat down, then snatched the purse from the woman's hand.
He had already checked the panels of the three people since he entered the door.
Although what we see are three horizontal bars obscured by fog, they are panels that have been camouflaged.
But as long as you can see the horizontal bars, it proves that the levels of these three people are not higher than yours by 10 levels.
With his strength, he doesn't have to worry about any hostility from these three people.
"Boy! Are you looking for death?!"
Mark's action obviously angered the woman with the silver nose ring. She slammed her fist on the stone table, and the stone table immediately collapsed, with broken stones flying everywhere.
"Does this prove that you're from the Black Gold Gang? Then wouldn't that mean I'm also from the Black Gold Gang?"
Mark asked, he casually tapped the stone table in front of him that had not completely collapsed, then snapped his fingers, and the remaining stone table was broken into more small pieces of stone.
The boy standing under the grape trellis shrank back in fear, while the scarred black man and the woman with the silver nose ring had their pupils shrank suddenly in shock.
"Huh——" The scarred man finally reached out to stop the woman with the silver nose ring who was about to put her hand on her waist, and then rolled up his sleeves to his shoulders under Mark's gaze.
"This is the emblem of our Black Gold Gang: Starry Black Gold."
The scarred man pointed to a black silver coin-shaped tattoo of an overlapping star and crescent on his left shoulder and said to Mark, "Are you a friend or foe? What brings you to our Black Gold Gang?"
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