Zhang Yuanqing once again recalled the identities and backgrounds of his two colleagues: a level 3 fire master, the direct descendant of a high-ranking member of the Red Fire Gang; and a level 4 water ghost at the Saint level.

Although the latter has no background, he is at the saint level. Once he accumulates merits, it is certain that he will become a deacon.

In the realm of saints, killing extraordinary people is like butchering dogs.

I hope these are not two colleagues who are difficult to get along with. Zhang Yuanqing moved his legs, sat on the office chair, returned to his desk, and searched for "Bing Shengjiao" in the official database.

After a careful look, he had a clearer idea of ​​the organization of the evil profession.

Among the forces composed of evil professions, there is a saying of "Three Associations, Two Religions and One Shura". The so-called Three Associations refer to the three major branches of the Psychic Association composed of sorcerers.

They are the "Central Branch", "Eastern Branch" and "Southern Branch" respectively.

The three major branches have their own territories and seldom interact with each other. The position of president of the Eastern Branch has been vacant for a long time, and the two vice presidents, the Judge with Strange Eyes and the King of Gu, have been competing for the position of president for many years.

The two religions refer to the nihilistic sect composed of illusionists, which are divided into the Southern Religion and the Northern Religion based on their regions.

A Shura refers to an army of generals composed of bewitching demons, and the leader of the army of generals is called Shura.

"Sister Guan Ya, there are three associations, two sects and one Shura, why is it not a military master but a Shura?" Zhang Yuanqing expressed his doubts to the old driver.

Guan Ya looked back gracefully: "Are you looking at the forces of the evil profession?

Zhang Yuanqing said: "Isn't Hei Wuchang from the Eastern Branch of the Psychic Society? I participated in the search and arrest operation, and I wanted to take the opportunity to find out what evil organizations there are.

Guan Ya nodded, then looked dazed and lost in memories:

"Shura, when I was young, my mother often used the military bishop's Shura to scare me, and when my mother was young, my grandmother also often used Shura to scare her."

My goodness, is Shura the weapon that has been passed down from generation to generation in your family to scare children? Zhang Yuanqing complained.

"He is an invincible and terrifying existence among the spiritual realm travelers, just like the devil in myths and legends who will eventually destroy the world. Terrifying, invincible, but extremely distant, this is my impression of him." Guan Ya said.

"How do the five alliance leaders compare to him?" Zhang Yuanqing asked curiously.

Guan Ya thought about it and shook her head:

"How can I estimate the combat power at that level? But in terms of reputation, the five leaders are far inferior to Shura. And judging from the saying 'three associations, two sects and one Shura', I think the five leaders are inferior to Shura. Well, this is just my idea."

Wang Tai next to him interjected: "If there are videos of their respective battles, I can use data analysis to determine who is stronger between the Alliance Leader and Shura."

"How can I find a video of a fight of that level?" Zhang Yuanqing shrugged. "Brother Wang Tai, why don't you analyze it for me and Sister Guan Ya, who is better in a hand-to-hand fight?"

Wang Tai said seriously:

"If you don't use props, you two are no match for her."

Guan Ya shook her head, what a boring man. At this time, you should answer: Is there any need to ask? There are only cows that die of exhaustion, but no fields that are damaged by plowing.

Yuanshi is still interesting.

.….

Near noon, Zhang Yuanqing heard a hearty laugh coming from the first floor:

"Ahahaha, you still remember me, hello everyone, hello everyone, I will come to work more often in the future, just come to me if you have any problems, I will protect you..."

Although the tone was heroic, the voice was crisp and childish. Just by listening to it, Zhang Yuanqing imagined a little girl with her hands on her hips, laughing heartily.

A few seconds later, footsteps were heard on the steel stairs.

Zhang Yuanqing leaned over and looked. The first thing he saw was a girl. She was very short, probably in the second grade of middle school. Her facial features were very delicate, but she had not fully grown up.

She has long fiery red hair.

She pinched her waist and climbed up with steps that showed no regard for her relatives.

Behind the little girl was a middle-aged man wearing a white shirt, casual pants, and black-framed glasses. He had a gloomy temperament and messy hair. At first glance, he looked a bit like a dark version of Wang Tai.

Wang Tai, is this your brother? Zhang Yuanqing couldn't help but turn his head to look at Wang Tai's position.

Wang Tai lowered his head to work and ignored the movements around him.

Guan Ya stood up with a smile and greeted the two colleagues who had returned.

"Hello, Sister Guan Ya, I'm back again!" The red-haired girl raised her hand and greeted generously. Her eyes fell on Zhang Yuanqing.

Loudly said:

"Is he the new colleague? The Yuanshi Tianzun who broke into the enemy camp alone and fought with the minions of the Xiahou family for three days and three nights?"

Huh? When did I fight the Xiahou family's minions for three days and three nights? Zhang Yuanqing was stunned.

Guan Ya opened her palm and introduced Zhang Yuanqing to the girl:

"Jiang Jingwei, Level 3 Fire Master, 14 years old, still in junior high school, well, you should be studying."

"I don't want to study anymore. My father said that studying is misleading. What schools teach is all bullshit." Jiang Jingwei came over, tiptoed,

He patted Zhang Yuanqing on the shoulder and laughed heartily:

"Ahahaha, you are indeed a handsome man. Follow me from now on. I like young people with a sense of justice."

Zhang Yuanqing felt a sharp pain from the pat on his shoulder, and his head was buzzing. He felt that the person who patted his shoulder was not a 14-year-old girl, but the burly Lu Zhishen. The next second, he would clasp his hands together and say:

elder brother!

The skin of a girl, the soul of Lu Zhishen?

At this time, Jiang Jingwei noticed Wang Tai and was shocked:

"Hey, are you new here too?"

Wang Tai: “I’m not, we’ve met before.”

Jiang Jingwei was even more surprised: "Impossible, why don't I have any impression of you at all?"

Wang Tai:

When Zhang Yuanqing saw this scene, he didn't know whether to complain about Wang Tai's talent or Jiang Jingwei's stupidity.

Guan Ya continued to introduce:

"This is Senior Teng Yuan, a Level 4 Water Ghost, temporarily taking over the position of the sergeant."

Zhang Yuanqing drew his attention back and said respectfully, "Master Teng Yuan."

The middle-aged man had dull eyes and a dull expression, as if he lacked enthusiasm for life. He pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose and said in a hollow voice:

“Let me correct you. The name of the Water Ghost after his first job change was Plague God.

He looked at Zhang Yuanqing and said, "Yes, young people are always full of energy and sense of justice. I admire young people like you, but I also want to remind you that this is just a job. You must always remember that your life is the most important. How sad it is to take risks for work."

Huh? Zhang Yuanqing was stunned. This was different from the exaggerated praise he had imagined.

Fujito continued:

"I worked on a new set of rules and regulations last night. During my temporary tenure as the sergeant, everyone must strictly abide by this set of rules. Anyone who violates my rules will be severely punished."

Hearing this, Zhang Yuanqing became excited, thinking that these were the first three things a new official should do upon taking office, and that the new leader would have to set the rules.

Shizhang Tengyuan pushed his glasses up on the bridge of his nose, with a negative expression and a hollow tone, and said:

“Article 1: No overtime!

“Second: Allow paid leave.

“Article 3: Punching a clock in at work is prohibited.

“Article 4: You do not need my consent to take leave.

“Article 5: If you have to work overtime, your overtime pay will be tripled.

“Article 6: Two-day weekend will be changed to three-day weekend

“Article 7…

Zhang Yuanqing's mouth opened a little, his expression was blank, his mind was buzzing, and he was thinking a lot:

Is this really a leader? Is there such a leader in the world? Can the head of the True Eye be permanently removed from his post?

As the sun sets, a blue sports car drives into the underground parking garage of a hotel.

The black market is on the three floors below this hotel. In addition to the black market, the boxing champion also organizes underground boxing matches.

Guan Ya parked the car, opened the door, and said, "We're here."

She put on a long windbreaker to cover up her proud figure, and changed her high heels into running shoes.

Guan Ya's explanation was that although the spirit realm practitioners active in the black market were all prepared, wild practitioners were, after all, unruly, unruly, and had no regard for rules, while she was so beautiful and charming.

You will definitely be targeted by lecherous people and get into trouble, so you should wear a coat.

Zhang Yuanqing felt that this woman was as cocky as her cousin, but she could only endure her boasting just by looking at her round peaches, tall and proud breasts, and charming and delicate face.

Led by Guan Ya, the two came to a freight elevator.

A tall and strong man was guarding the freight elevator entrance, with a fierce look as he examined the two people who were approaching.

Guan Ya took out a stack of cash from her windbreaker pocket and handed it over. This was the "ticket" to enter the black market, ten thousand per person.

The sturdy man took it and pressed the down button.

The freight elevator door opened and Guan Ya led Zhang Yuanqing into the elevator.

As the elevator went down, Guan Ya and Zhang Yuanqing put on masks and baseball caps.

With a "ding" sound, the elevator door opened, and a heavy smell mixed with the odor of sweat and cigarettes, accompanied by noisy waves, hit me in the face.

Zhang Yuanqing looked around and saw a wide space outside the elevator. This black market was converted from an underground parking lot and was divided into two major areas.

There was a huge arena on the left, where two strong men with bare upper bodies were fighting with fists, and the audience below were cheering.

On the periphery are some stalls selling drinks and food.

The area on the right is much quieter, with stalls arranged in an orderly manner. There are not many people shopping at the black market, and they are scattered here and there.

Zhang Yuanqing saw a familiar face in front of a stall, the big sister Bai Long. She was leading her two younger brothers and strolling around the stalls.

"Bai Long used to be a boxing champion in the ring."

Guan Ya also noticed her and said with a smile: "She likes to play a few games after buying things, so that she can earn back the money she spent. Spiritual Realm Walkers are limited by their moral values. It is not difficult to make money, but it is difficult to get rich overnight. The materials and props in the Spirit Realm are all sky-high prices."

Sky-high price? Zhang Yuanqing began to worry about his own wallet.

The two walked straight to the right area, where the stalls sold a variety of items in a messy manner.

It mainly consists of materials, information and strategies, and there are basically no props. Even if there are, they are some props with relatively useless functions.

Zhang Yuanqing stopped in front of a stall, pointed to a bottle filled with "dark green paste", and asked: "What is this?"

He sensed a strong yin energy contained in the paste.

The stall owner said: "Zombie's body fluids."

"How much?"

"50,000."

"Damn, so expensive?" Zhang Yuanqing was surprised, and pointed at a red crystal stone and asked, "What is this?"

"Explosive stones are a consumable item that is abundant in the Fire Master's dungeon." said the stall owner.

"How much?"

The stall owner glanced at him and said, "You two are such bastards."

You deserve a beating! Zhang Yuanqing: “…

He glanced at the various materials on the stall, pondered for a few seconds, and silently summoned the little funny guy.

Only the spirit servant himself knows what material is most suitable.

ps: Typos will be updated first and corrected later.