Broken Night

Chapter 59 - ── Tracking



Chapter 59 – Tracking

“It’s here again!” Chen Qing gritted his teeth and said, “It’s the second-order tattoo soldier shot by the mysterious master again, and this time it sold for a sky-high price of 45,000 taels. Because this master has shot many times in the past two years. , our Chen family’s tattoos have begun to be questioned by all parties.” He skillfully pulled out a few books from his sleeves: “In the past two years, our income has dropped by 30%. The bigger reason is that there are many tattoos. Everyone deliberately did not buy our tattoo soldiers, and kept the silver taels waiting for the mysterious master to make a move.”

“And in the past two years… it was because the old clan master forged a third-order pattern soldier. Otherwise… it would be more than 30 percent.”

When Chen Tie heard this, his face became even more ugly.

In fact, this is the real, normal income.

It’s just because in the past few years, where can there be such a high-level blacksmith in a marginal city, the tattooists in the area have no choice but to buy weapons forged by the Chen family. But when there are competitors, the monopoly is no longer there, and the tattooists have more choices, so the income gradually returns to normal.

It’s just that for the Chen family, who have made huge profits through monopoly in the past ten years, there is no doubt that they are cutting their flesh and drinking their blood.

Regarding Chen Qing’s report, Chen Tie knew that the real situation would only get worse.

You know, the Chen family has only one master, and that is his father, Chen Lifa. And the starting price of the third-order pattern soldier is 200,000. Moreover, as a master of Chen Lifa, he will not create second-order tattooed soldiers instead of third-order tattooed soldiers like that master.

The second-order tattoo soldiers are the main source of income for the Chen family.

Although there is only one master, there are seven second-order blacksmiths in the Chen family. About a dozen or so second-order pattern soldiers can be produced every year.

But since the “Falling Star Stick” shot two years ago, the ecology has begun to change.

Tattooers are not fools, they have their own vision. After seeing such outstanding second-order tattoo soldiers, their eyes began to rise. In the past, he used the Chen family’s second-order tattoo soldiers by himself, but now he would rather keep the silver taels and wait for the second-order tattoo soldiers produced by the mysterious master to spend a lot of money!

That master has shot seven times in the past two years.

Among the seven second-order tattoo soldiers, including the Falling Star Stick, none of them were lower than 40,000 taels.

Every second-order pattern soldier is a fine product among the fine products, outstanding.

It’s not that the Chen family’s second-order tattoos are too bad, it’s just that many things are like this–I’m afraid of comparison. As long as there is a comparison, there is a gap. Compared with the mysterious master, the second-order pattern soldiers forged by the Chen family have become mediocre.

“Patriarch, if this goes on, the income of the Chen family will continue to decline. We can’t allow this kind of thing to happen anymore.” Chen Qing looked at Chen Tie seriously: “We need to do something.”

Chen Tie nodded, he was not his father. The way of operation is omnipotent. For those shady methods, he never resisted: “The master will definitely send someone to the auction to get silver taels. Follow that person and find that master for me!”

“Yes!”

To the south auction house, the air seems to become calm.

Although it doesn’t look very different, the atmosphere is extremely depressing.

Because if you look closely, there are various characters outside the auction house.

There is a big man sitting in the teahouse opposite the auction house drinking tea, an old man standing not far away clamoring to sell candied haws, and an old lady selling steamed buns next to the teahouse. They all agreed, staring at the door of the auction house from the corner of their eyes.

They are watching, and if there is any disturbance, it will not escape their eyes.

Suddenly, a dark shadow came into their eyes.

Those disguised thread eyes are all brought to mind.

A tall figure with a height of two meters, wearing a black cloak. The cloak even had a hat, covering his whole body, so he couldn’t see any clues.

The tall figure walked in, and it didn’t take long for it to come out.

The moment he left the street of the auction house, the big tea drinker, the old man selling ice-sugar gourd, and the auntie baozi disappeared, followed by that figure.

The figure in black was unpleasant, and he walked step by step like a stroll in the courtyard, and he didn’t seem to notice that someone was following him.

Those who followed looked at each other one by one, and all saw the depression in their eyes.

They do not have high cultivation, and even the few people present, the highest cultivation is only one palace. But some things, not only the higher the cultivation base can do. They are all masters of tracking and intelligence. The Chen family spends a lot of money every year to support them, and even treat them as close to those with the two palace lines because of their outstanding intelligence capabilities.

What intelligence people want most is intelligence, but on the other hand, they hope that intelligence is not so easy to obtain. Because the harder the information is, the more challenging it is, and the more it can reflect their value.

The person following in front of him is unsuspecting, and it is effortless to follow. But this time, the Chen family almost dispatched all of their intelligence personnel. They thought it would be such a difficult opponent, but they didn’t expect it to be so easy.

Disappointment floated deep in their eyes.

But soon, the disappointment disappeared. After all, they are professional, and even the most boring things should be handled properly.

The man in black in front of him slowly turned into an alley, followed by a group of intelligence officers.

It was only when they had just turned into the alley that they saw a young man unbuttoning his trousers while urinating and singing folk songs cheerfully.

The boy seemed to sense that someone was looking at him, he gave a strange cry, quickly put back his pants, and shouted strangely, “A bunch of perverts! What are you looking at!”

The tea-drinking man looked solemn: “Young man, did you see a man in black robe walking in here just now?”

The boy let out a long sigh, as if to confirm that they were not perverted, and then pointed to the other side of the alley: “The man in black robe went over there!”

The intelligence officers looked at each other and chased after him.

Only when the big man followed closely behind him, he paid more attention to the young man with suspicious eyes. That… eye-catching bald head.

As those intelligence officers chased the shadows away, the bald boy faced the light, walked through the streets and alleys, and came to the city gate familiarly: “Old coachman! I want to go back!”

“Okay!”

With brisk steps, the Nailao horse walked out to Nancheng and came to the small village.

The bald boy paid the fare, and when the old driver left, he did not go into the house, but walked towards the village.

Still the wall, still the boulder.

For two years, these wear and tear have not been removed. On the contrary, the mechanism of defense has become more rigorous. This is because someone decided to strengthen the defense system after his organization was broken by a certain **** father.

“Master! You’re here!” As soon as Yuanshi moved away, he heard a respectful voice.

“Yeah!” The bald boy was naturally Xu Yan.


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