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Scarmanfei begged for mercy from Moyin in horror. He didn't expect that his guild background did not scare Moyin at all.
You know, in the city of Demios, their Iron Circle Guild is the bully, and basically no one dares to attack them, so he said harsh words before, but he didn't expect that Moyin didn't buy it at all.
"I prefer to take things by myself rather than others giving them to me. You should go to hell and repent for the disgusting things you have done in your life with your brothers."
As Moyin spoke, he exerted force with his feet and crushed Stermanfi's head. Baizhi, who had changed the magazine, also blew up the heads of Stermanfi's brothers one by one. The souls of several people were directly thrown by Moyin into the millstone of the hell in the underworld.
"It looks like we have a new main quest. Ms. MDR, would you like to accept this quest? I can give you 1,000 experience points as a reward."
Moyin said jokingly.
"Then you have to give me some money. The mission system in the other world should at least give me some local currency."
MDR cooperates with
"Ahem, I don't have the local currency either, so you can just make do with these gold coins."
Moyin took out a bag of gold coins and handed it to MDR.
"Can this thing be spent in this world?"
MDR asked.
"No, it will basically be regarded as counterfeit money."
"Then why did you give it to me!!!"
MDR pinched Moyin's face and questioned him madly.
“Because this is a real gold coin. The reason why it is considered a counterfeit coin is mainly because people in this world don’t know the value of the coin.
"Forget it, forget it. I don't mind killing people. We are here to eliminate evil and promote good. Leave the rest to the perfect Miss MDR!"
MDR said excitedly.
"I protest! This is where the police should be taught to handle this matter!"
Super-shorty started to argue.
"Then let's see who can kill more!"
MDR proposed.
"Okay! Who's afraid of who? Whoever loses is a puppy, and he should bark!"
Super-shorty gladly accepted the MDR's challenge.
AA-12, on the other hand, showed no interest, took out a lollipop from his pocket, tore open the wrapper, put it in his mouth, and quietly watched MDR and Super-shorty quarreling.
Moyin took advantage of the time when MDR and super-shorty were arguing to use the power of waves to take out the wallets of Stermanfi and others, then reached out to open a space turbulence and threw their bodies into it.
Even though these guys contained trace amounts of energy in their bodies, he had no interest in activating the law of gluttony to eat them. After all, the appearance and actions of Stermanfi and the others made Moyin feel very disgusted.
This thing is much more fun than magic.
A word formed by magic appeared in front of Moyin.
Shiraori put the Seven Hundred Snipers back into the Shield of Time (fake).
"It's worth it that I made this special treasure for you if you can have fun."
Moyin smiled and touched Baizhi's head.
"Okay, Super-Shorty, MDR, stop arguing. Let's go investigate the Iron Circle Guild that Stermanfi mentioned. There's no practical point in you two talking nonsense here."
"Okay! Let's go! Kill him!"
MDR took out his own branded weapon from the space bag. Not to be outdone, super-shorty took out two branded weapons, one in each hand. Then the two of them walked out of the closed alley with murderous intent.
Chapter 961: They are outnumbered, so I have the advantage!
Arriving at the tavern in the city of Demios, Moyin ordered a local specialty, exotic dish, stewed steak with mushrooms, for Baizhi, and ordered a glass of mead for MDR and the others, and then sat down.
Since super-shorty and MDR were full of murderous intent, the atmosphere in the pub was very depressing. People who were chatting before now lowered their heads and drank in silence.
After all, the one emitting murderous intent was an invincible tactical humanoid on a single planet.
Seeing that he couldn't get the news by eavesdropping, Moyin had no choice but to take his mead to the table next to him.
"Hey, hello, I want to ask you about the Iron Circle Guild. Do you know this guild?"
"Um...Iron Circle Guild? What do you want to do?"
The adventurer in light armor asked.
"Actually, my companions and I just arrived in this city. We have some issues with the Iron Circle Guild, so we want to learn more about this guild."
Moyin replied with a smile.
"Oh...I see. No wonder."
The adventurer looked back at the MDRs and the others, then suddenly realized.
"You should leave Demios City as soon as possible. Your travel companions are so cute. The Iron Circle Guild will definitely take action against you. Although it is a bit unpleasant, their guild is considered the most powerful guild in our Demios City."
"Because they are engaged in human trafficking, they are very rich. Even several local security captains and other guilds who wanted to punish them would find that their daughters or wives mysteriously disappeared the next day. Therefore, no one dares to be their enemy."
"The Iron Circle Guild's name is taken from the shackles that were put around the necks of slaves. The people in the Iron Circle Guild used the money they earned from human trafficking and kidnapped beautiful girls to recruit many powerful wizards. You should leave as soon as possible."
The adventurer in light armor kindly reminded.
"Haha, thanks for the reminder. Can you tell me where their guild headquarters is?"
Moyin asked.
"Ah... the slave auction house in the city center is their headquarters. Alas, that's all I have to say... you guys can only wish you the best."
Seeing that Moyin was still determined to challenge the Iron Circle Guild to a duel, the adventurer in light armor sighed.
"Well, thank you for the information you provided. I'll give you this little thing."
Moyin said as he took out a blood pendant from his pocket and placed it in front of the adventurer.
"this is?"
The adventurer in light armor looked at the blood pendant with some confusion.
"I occasionally obtain items related to the Blood God. If you need strength, pray to him. He can save your life in times of crisis."
Moyin said with a smile that he didn't dislike this kind of good person who was a stranger but cared about him.
"Then keep it for yourself... You need it more than I do. The Iron Circle Guild is not easy to mess with. It would be great if we can escape from danger..."
The light armor adventurer picked up the blood pendant and returned it to Moyin.
"Don't worry, I'll keep some for myself. Just take this. Well, you're a nice person, so I'll give you something else."
Moyin took out one of his standard space supply bags and stuffed it into the hands of the light-armored adventurer.
"What is this? A little pocket?"
The adventurer looked at the shriveled little pocket with some confusion. He didn't know why Moyin gave him this.
"There are some devices in there that you might need. By the way, it's best to learn how to use something before you use it."
Moyin reminded that there were various common weapons inside, and if they were used without learning, they might hurt themselves by mistake, so he exchanged a learning device from the system space.
"...Okay, I'll take this one then."
Hearing that the space bag was not of much help to strength, the light armor adventurer took the space supply bag and put it in his pocket. Moyin then returned to his table and started drinking with MDR.
The adventurer hesitated for a moment, then put down his money and left the tavern quickly. He couldn't bear to see Moyin and his group going to the Iron Circle Guild to seek death, but he couldn't fight against the Iron Circle Guild alone, so he could only go back to his own guild to discuss whether he could help Moyin and his group.
This was the only solution he could come up with.
"This mead is pretty good, Commander. Do you want to buy some to take back?"
MDR asked.
"Really? Then after we finish our work, let's look for a winery in this city and go directly to the supplier to get the goods."
Mo Yin said with a smile.
The main reason is that he doesn't have enough local currency to sell wine now. Once he kills all the people in the Iron Circle Guild, he can use their money to buy wine.
After Shiraori finished eating the mushroom steak, Moyin and his group left the tavern and headed to the center of Demios.
"Speaking of which, if you two are going to fight, please restrain yourself a little and don't destroy the city. After all, the others are innocent."
Moyin spoke up to remind them that super-shorty and MDR really have the ability to destroy the entire city.
"Okay, okay, let's just use branded weapons and ordinary bullets to kill people. It's been a while since we used such a simple way of fighting."
After drinking, MDR felt much better and said with a smile.
"Of course! As a police officer, it would be a great dereliction of duty if I harmed ordinary citizens. Commander, please rest assured that I will not let any innocent people get hurt."
Super-shorty opening guaranteed.
Afterwards, Moyin and his group arrived at the center of Demios.
What appeared before Moyin and his companions was a huge and luxurious circular auction hall. Standing at the door were two teams of reception girls with devilish figures, pretty faces and revealing clothes. They were constantly greeting the people entering the auction hall respectfully.
"Wow, Commander, this world is really rotten to the extreme. How can such a place that exudes a decadent atmosphere be allowed to appear in public?"
MDR asked with a look of disgust.
"Well, it seems that the strength of the Iron Circle Guild is so great that no one can control it around here. It's not an exaggeration to say that they are the actual managers of this city. Since they have become the managers, once they indulge themselves, this kind of building will naturally appear."
Moyin shrugged. He had basically anticipated what the situation would be like before coming here, so he was not too surprised now.
"Evil must not be tolerated! Commander, shall we charge right in? Can we kill those guests?"
Super-shotry asked.
"They are not good people when they come to buy slaves. Just kill them all. As for the captured slaves, be careful. They are victims."
Moyin spoke up to remind him.
"OK~"
Super-shorty raised the branded weapon in his hand and pulled the trigger. The shotgun shell directly hit a middle-aged man with a big belly not far away, and he fell to the ground in a bloody mess and died on the spot.
The reception girls standing on both sides of the guild were stunned for a few seconds after seeing the dead man, and then they screamed and ran away.
"How rude! Miss MDR, I'm the one who has to shoot efficiently and accurately here!"