Arknights is too real, right?

the next day.

Black Feather Grill.

"Didi-dee-dee-dee!"

Xia Feng sat at his desk and answered the phone. A man's voice with a clear accent came immediately on the phone.

"Hello, I'm looking for Mr. Xia Feng."

"I am."

"Oh, hello, Mr. Xia Feng, this is the Imperial Yuan Council. I wonder if you have returned from traveling abroad."

Xia Feng's tone was full of impatience.

"came back."

"Okay, that's it. You have been absent from the previous regular meeting of the Yuan Council. There will be another meeting in Londinium four days later. Please be sure to attend this time."

"Oh, it depends on my mood, hang up."

"etc."

The staff on the other side of the phone was very embarrassed.

"Master Xia Feng, I really hope you can come to participate this time. You are different from other members of the parliament."

"Different? What's the difference? Oh, you want to say that I am an infected person, right?"

"I didn't mean that. I just wanted to say that Princess Weilin specially asked you to attend this meeting. This meeting will discuss some important matters."

"I know, hang up."

After hanging up the phone, Xia Feng picked up the Shenyue Sword on the table and stood up.

"Red Knife, let's go."

Hongdao leaned against the door and opened his eyes.

"Aren't you going to attend that meeting?"

"Not going."

Xia Feng wrapped the scarf around his neck, held the Shenyue Sword and walked out the door with a gloomy expression.

"The snow hasn't been cleared in front of my house yet. I don't have time to care about the Yuan Council. My status as a noble is just for playing house. My job is to be a gangster."

Three days later.

A van entered the border of Casimir and drove along the border to a small town in the west of Casimir.

There were five people in the car, including Xia Feng, Hong Dao and the Three Wolf brothers.

According to the information obtained by Li Shu, the group of mercenaries, whether due to self-confidence or other reasons, have never left Casimir. It seems that they intend to wash their hands in a golden basin and retire in this country.

Of course, there is nothing wrong with this choice. The country of Casimir is vast and sparsely populated. It is not ruled by imperial power like Victoria, nor is it as extremely chaotic as Ursus.

It can be seen from the fact that the main means of transportation in this country is horses. The transportation, technology, military, and economy here are not developed. It is the most suitable for mercenary organizations that have made a lot of money and want to stay away from the battlefield. .

But it's a pity that they thought Li Shu was a soft persimmon, but they didn't know that the backer behind him was someone who never suffered losses.

After the van entered this small town, it zigzagged through the streets and finally stopped in front of a bar on a backstreet in the western suburbs.

Pushing open the car door, Xia Feng walked in with Hong Dao and the Three Wolf brothers.

The size of this bar is not small, but there are not many customers in the afternoon, and there are only a few tables of customers sitting in the corner.

Although there were many empty seats in the hall, Xia Feng led a few people to a corner, pulled out a chair, and sat down at the table next to a group of people.

"Boss, serve the wine."

Seeing Xia Feng's unfamiliar face, the seven or eight people at the next table stopped talking and glanced here with inexplicable expressions.

Soon, a middle-aged man with a big belly came over.

"Guys, welcome Guangying, what would you like to drink?"

Xia Feng slapped the Shenyue Sword on the table, crossed his legs and said.

"Two bottles of the most expensive wine. I'm hungry. Do you have anything to eat?"

The boss smiled.

"Brother, this is a bar, not a pub. We only have some snacks and fruits."

"What fruits are there?"

"We have our specialty of Casimir, cantaloupe, and I can make a fruit plate for you."

Xia Feng looked at the group of people at the next table calmly.

"Does this melon of yours stay ripe?"

The boss was confused by this sentence. This was the first time he saw someone asking him whether the melon was cooked or not while drinking in a bar.

"Brother, this is not a fruit stall. The fruit plates are all cut and served, ensuring freshness."

Xia Feng ignored the boss, but suddenly stood up and walked straight to the next table with the Shenyue Knife.

Standing in front of the table, Xia Feng said with a chuckle.

"Hey, if they order this fruit plate, they must have cantaloupe. Let me try to see if the melon is ripe."

After saying that, Xia Feng pulled out an unoccupied chair and sat down on the table.

"Uh-huh!"

He took out the Shenyue Sword, picked up a piece of cantaloupe from the plate on the table and put it into his mouth.

Xia Feng chewed it exaggeratedly.

"Well, not bad, it's cooked."

The air fell into dead silence.

The next second, seven or eight people on the table took action at the same time. Several Originium guns drawn from their waists were instantly aimed at Xia Feng's head.

"Kakakakakaka."

The sound of loading is uniform.

Judging from the lightning-quick speed of drawing the gun and the cold murderous aura of substance, this group of people is obviously not ordinary gangsters, but professional mercenaries who have experienced hundreds of battles and have wandered around the edge of hell.

The Hongdao and Three Wolf brothers sitting at their own table didn't move, they just sat quietly on their chairs.

The short-haired man closest to Xia Feng had a sharp-sharp gaze. He pointed the Originium gun in his hand at Xia Feng's head and said in a deep voice.

"Boy, are you looking for trouble? Want to fight?"

Xia Feng turned a blind eye to the several Originium guns pointed at him, and calmly took out a few photos that Li Shu had sent him before from his trouser pocket.

After looking at the photo and comparing it with the person in front of him who was pointing a gun at him, Xia Feng seemed to be sure of something.

"Tear!"

Xia Feng calmly tore the photo into pieces and crossed his legs.

"Fight? That's okay, I like fighting the most."

Seeing that Xia Feng was so calm when facing the Source Stone gun that was so close to Chi Chi, these mercenaries only had two guesses in their minds.

First, this guy is a ruthless person.

Secondly, this kid doesn’t even know what an Originium gun is.

Combined with the current status, the conclusion should be biased toward the former.

The bar owner was frightened and overwhelmed by this unexpected situation, and the atmosphere in the bar seemed to be frozen.

The dead silence lasted for a long time.

A man in a brown jacket lowered his gun, and as he did, everyone lowered their guns at the same time.

The man who looked like the boss narrowed his eyes and stared at Xia Feng.

"Brother, which profession do you belong to? I don't know you. We don't seem to have any grudges."

Xia Feng grinned.

"Of course I don't have any grudges. I'm here to do business with you."

"what business?"

Xia Feng looked around at the weapons in these people's hands and their cold eyes.

"Looking at your equipment and professionalism, you should be willing to do any business. Let me tell you straight, I'm looking for you to sell Origin Stones."

The sensitive things like Origin Stone were spoken out directly, and the expressions of the mercenaries who had just slowed down became serious again.

"Who are you, selling the Origin Stone? Do you have it?"

"Of course I have one. I have 100,000 high-quality finished Source Stones. Do you want to accept them?"

Hearing Xia Feng's words, the man in a brown jacket frowned.

"Finished Origin Stone, 100,000 pieces?"

"That's right."

"This price is too outrageous, nothing is this cheap."

"Oh, don't you dare to accept it?"

Faced with these obviously provocative words, the short-haired man just raised the Originium Gun again.

"Of course I'll accept it. Come on, show us the goods first."

"no problem."

Xia Feng sat on the chair and bent down.

"boom!"

The palm of his hand penetrated directly into the ground below, causing gravel to fly, and he pulled out a floor tile with his bare hands.

"Bang!"

A broken floor tile was slapped on the table.

"Come and inspect the goods. This is the finished Source Stone. Look, it looks good."

The short-haired man who was nearest stood up angrily, and pointed the Originium gun in his hand at Xia Feng's head again.

"How dare you fuck."

"Snapped!"

The next second, the floor tile was slapped hard on the man's head by Xia Feng. At the same time, his smiling face was replaced by rage.

"You guys also know that this is not the Origin Stone. I fucked your uncle!"