Golden Summoner.

Yesterday, poor Roan locked himself in his room and didn't eat anything all day, but drank two bottles of wine.

The needs and pressure of survival suddenly hit our faces.

Xia Pingan tried to sense his secret mandala, because the spirit body and body hadn't fully adapted, the secret mandala was still trembling, if there was nothing there, it couldn't be used at all.

I have to figure out a way, first get through these days when my spirit body and body get used to it.

Once he gets used to it, he is the only Summoner of the Six Suns Realm on this planet, the undisputed No. [-] powerhouse in the world!

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Note 1: Borges's "What Can I Use to Keep You" has been slightly modified.

Chapter 465 Chaotic City

Half an hour later, Xia Pingan, who was fully dressed again, walked out of the hotel room.

Before leaving the room, Xia Pingan tidied up everything in the room. He stepped on the chair, untied the rope from the beam in the room, threw it into the glove box, and put away the messy wine bottles If the innkeeper saw the broken rope hanging from the beam and the scar on his neck, the philistine and bad-tempered innkeeper would not know what he would do.

As for his current identity, from the moment he walked out of this room, he could only be Roan, a down-and-out painter staying in Paris for the time being.

At this time, the hunger in his stomach became more urgent. Without food, the body would take longer to adapt to the spirit body, and the recovery would be very slow. This was something Xia Pingan didn't want to see.

There was a kettle in the room, and Xia Pingan only drank a little water in the past half an hour.

Even this little water was quickly absorbed by Xia Ping'an's body, which relieved a little bit of thirst, but the feeling of hunger remained the same. The acid surged up in bursts, and it was already unbearable.

Xia Pingan pinched his pockets, there was no money in his pockets, and Luo An's last net worth had been exchanged for wine by him.

At this time in Paris, it is popular to barter or trade with precious metals such as gold and silver. As for the euro in circulation, the value has been greatly reduced. Some places do not even accept banknotes and only recognize precious metals, because Europe has become a mess , I heard that many banks were robbed by gangsters and gangs in the previous chaos, and I heard that some people made a lot of counterfeit banknotes, which are not so useful.

Xia Pingan was wearing the most decent clothes he could find. The shirt inside was the linen shirt he wore when he hanged himself. The outside of the shirt was a black trench coat, which was also a bit old. It must have not been dry-cleaned for a long time. Xia Pingan found an old blue scarf to cover the scar on his neck.

"crunch...crunch..."

The cracked stair boards made a teeth-stinging sound when Xia Pingan walked by. The sound was so harsh, it was like an alarm, which made Xia Ping'an's carefulness all of a sudden useless.

Sure enough, when Xia Pingan went downstairs, he saw Garcia, the owner of the hotel, standing at the corner of the stairs leisurely, with arms folded, gazing aggressively at Luo An with a pair of philistine greasy eyes.

"Mr. Painter, are you finally willing to come down..." Garcia stretched out his thick arms and opened his hands in front of Roan, "Last month's rent, it's time to pay..."

"You can ask the security team to take me away now and throw me to the farm for hard labor..." Xia Pingan looked at Garcia calmly, his eyes were not panicked, but a little oppressive, "As a result of doing this, you will lose money." One month's rent, you get an enemy, and you get nothing else..."

Garcia looked at Roan in surprise, and felt that this down-and-out painter who was always submissive and cautious in front of him seemed a little strange today, and dared to talk to him like this.

Just when Garcia raised his eyebrows and was about to get angry, Xia Ping'an's voice sounded again.

"It's hard to make money in Paris at this time, and there are not many people living in your small hotel. I know you are also in trouble. I think we should establish a relationship of trust and tide over the difficulties together. You continue to guard your hotel, and I Go out today and find a way to earn money to pay your rent, what do you think..."

The innkeeper looked at Luo An suspiciously, and hesitated for a while, "You really want to go out to make money, instead of selling your broken oil paintings that no one wants?"

These days, Luo An also thought of ways, struggled to survive, and even went to the street outside to set up a stall for people to paint, but the life was still getting more and more embarrassing.

In the eyes of the innkeeper, the profession of painter is completely useless in this chaotic situation, it is too stupid.

"Ahem, people have to learn to change. I'm adapting now. Since I can't make money from painting, I'll change to a job I can do. I will try my best to earn money for you to pay back your rent. As long as it's a job that earns money, I will Willing to try..."

"You don't just want to run away, do you?" The hotel owner looked at Xia Ping'an suspiciously.

"My belongings and those paintings are still in the room. Besides, where can I go now? At least this place is safe and can be lived in. I won't be so stupid!"

Luo An's expression was very calm, the innkeeper finally believed his words, and the expression on his face was not so serious, "Mr. What can you earn?"

"I haven't eaten for a day. Before I leave, please bring me a good enough breakfast so that I can work hard!" The innkeeper raised his eyebrows again, and was about to get angry. A curse word had already come to his mouth side, but blinked and held back, because Xia Pingan had already thrown the silver enamel pendant over to him, "It's no problem to exchange this thing for a meal!"

There is also a photo of Olivia in the pendant, but that photo is meaningless to Xia Pingan. What Olivia is just a stranger, and has nothing to do with him now.

The innkeeper took the pendant, checked it, weighed it with his hands, and blinked, "Silver?"

"Well, what I love the most is now for you!"

"Okay, this thing can be exchanged for a meal, you sit there and wait, I'll get you something to eat!"

On the first floor of the hotel near the street, there are a few small tables where people can drink and eat. The bar counter of the small hotel is already empty, there is no wine, but there is still some food in the shop.

Xia Pingan sat and waited for a while, and the hotel owner brought him a breakfast.

A piece of hard rye almond bread, and a glass of milk, and nothing else.

Xia Pingan was not picky, so he gnawed on it. The bread was hard, and there was even a little wheat bran in it. As for the milk, although it was hot, Xia Pingan took a sip and knew that it had been mixed with a lot of water. And no sugar.

But no matter what, after eating these things, although he is not full yet, the hunger in his stomach is not so imminent. Xia Pingan feels that his body has regained a little strength, and his body feels much better.

Xia Pingan ate all the bread crumbs and the last drop of water-mixed milk in the cup, then stood up, tidied his clothes, and walked out of the small inn.

Let's get money and food first. As for Xia Ning and the others, we can think about it after we settle down.

The street outside the small hotel was a bit chaotic. Remnants of building ruins and rubbish could be seen everywhere. Sewage was flowing in small ditches. Xia Pingan walked carefully on the road. In the civilian area, there were various small Signature shops and hotels are lined up on both sides of the street. Everyone is busy, indifferent and vigilant. A few old prostitutes are standing on the side of the street with their thighs exposed early in the morning, with guns on their backs. People are everywhere.

After walking a hundred meters outside, Xia Pingan saw the security team here. More than a dozen young men wearing armbands came from the front with weapons such as rifles and submachine guns on their backs, scanning the crowd on the street. Showing his status in this residential area.

The security team is "protecting" the safety of the residential area, so people in the residential area and various business shops will also "pay taxes" to the security team on a regular basis, which is actually paying protection fees.

If there is a security team in a place, all kinds of gangsters and criminals dare not come to make trouble at will. The security is relatively guaranteed. On top of the security team, there are various organizations in Paris, and the security team is only responsible for maintaining order at the bottom.

In Paris at this moment, even in broad daylight, the echo of the gunfire from the city could still be heard occasionally, but everyone was already familiar with the strangeness and became a little numb.

In fact, Xia Pingan has already thought of how to get money - Roan was robbed twice by some gangsters on a street outside this civilian area before, and once broke his glasses, the law and order there was a bit messy, He was going to go fishing and rob those gangsters, who should have more money than him.

When passing through a building ruin, Xia Pingan found a half-meter-long water pipe with an elbow from the building ruins, and hid it in his windbreaker. His body has not fully recovered. This thing is useful.

Chapter 466 Black Eat Black

When he walked out of the civilian area, Xia Pingan felt that the world he saw was gradually becoming clearer. Luo An's eyes were more than 300 degrees short-sighted. He just ate something and added a little energy. The speed at which his two bodies fused Quietly increased a little, the myopic eyes have quietly recovered, and at the same time, the physical strength and quality of the body have also improved a little, at least not as weak as before.

Less than 10 minutes after leaving the civilian area, Xia Pingan came to the neighborhood in chaos. This neighborhood belongs to the town of Issy in Paris. Half of the surrounding towns have been destroyed, and everything is dilapidated.

The once romantic capital is not romantic at this time, and there are criminals everywhere.

Xia Pingan just casually strolled in the nearby streets. In the blink of an eye, three black gangsters wearing fake sweaters rushed out from the alley next to them. One was holding a knife and the other was holding a pistol. Standing against Xia Ping'an, he rudely pushed Xia Ping'an into the alley next to him.

"Boy, hurry up, hurry up and take out your valuables..." The black gangster who spoke had thick lips, a fleshy face, and a fat body. He had a strong bad breath when he opened his mouth. He pointed a pistol horizontally. On Xia Ping'an's chest, he ordered in very proficient Chinese, "Watches, rings, money, mobile phones, all of them..."

Just from what the black man said, Xia Ping'an could know that it was not the first time that this guy robbed Chinese in Paris. If he didn't rob dozens of times, he wouldn't be able to practice such a proficient Chinese accent.

"hurry up……"

Another gangster stood behind Xia Ping'an and held Xia Ping'an's vest with a dagger.

A gangster stretched out his hands and quickly searched Xia Pingan's body.

Except for the steel pipe in the windbreaker, Xia Ping'an has nothing on him.

The gangster who searched suddenly touched the steel pipe in Xia Ping'an's windbreaker, and he was slightly taken aback. Wrist, the other hand pulled out the steel pipe, and a stick was drawn on the face of the gun-wielding gangster.

With this stick, Xia Ping'an has used all the strength in his body. The strength is really not light. The nose of the gun-wielding gangster suddenly collapsed, his teeth were blown away, and a deep bloodstain appeared on his face. With a cry, he fell to the ground and passed out directly.

Xia Pingan had sharp eyes and quick hands, grabbed the pistol that fell from the gangster's hand, and at the same time turned his body slightly, avoiding the dagger stabbing behind him, and kicked hard in front of the gangster who was being searched. In the lower abdomen, the gangster who kicked the body search was foaming at the mouth and knelt on the ground, his body shrunk into a ball of shrimp, and he held his breath all of a sudden.

Although the reaction speed of this body's power is not good, it can't compare with the Summoner who has just fused the Foundation Establishment Boundary Bead, but Xia Ping'an's combat awareness is superb. Say no more.

After knocking down the two gangsters in the blink of an eye, Xia Pingan suddenly turned around and took a step back. Before the dagger-wielding gangster stabbed him a second time, Xia Pingan's gun was already pointed at the gangster's head. Only one finger has opened the safety.

The black gangster froze all of a sudden, his face turned slightly pale, but he was uttering threatening words, and he stared at Xia Pingan viciously, "Black-haired boy, you're in big trouble, You dare to resist, do you know who we are, we belong to the BG gang, if you dare to touch us, our people can find you out in the whole of Paris, even if you hide in the Chinese community in the 11th district, it is useless, the 11th district The Chinese community in China is about to be breached by several gangs in Paris, just wait for us to take revenge..."

This bastard spoke French, which Xia Ping'an could understand completely.

Xia Pingan didn't care what the BG gang was. A person who wasn't even afraid of demigods and master demon gods wouldn't care about any little gangsters.

On the contrary, Xia Pingan, a Chinese community in the 11th district that the bastard mentioned, didn't react in his head at once, because he hadn't fully absorbed the memories of Luo An, and he only felt that the name sounded familiar. After a few seconds, Xia Ping'an It was only after Ping An realized that relevant memories emerged in his head. The 11th arrondissement is an area where Chinese people are more concentrated in Paris. There are more Chinese people there. There are many wholesale companies and several large wholesale markets. They are Chinese people in Paris, France. At the moment, Paris is in chaos, and the Chinese in the 11th district seem to have organized a security team to maintain the law and order in those wholesale markets and neighborhoods.

Are there gangsters attacking the Chinese community in District 11?This is the first time Xia Pingan knows this news, and it is worth a bit...

Seeing that Xia Pingan didn't speak, the bastard flashed a smug look in his eyes, thinking that Xia Ping'an was afraid, and said, "Take it easy, don't you Chinese fear trouble the most, don't make trouble for yourself, give me the gun , you can go..." As he spoke, a hand slowly stretched out, trying to grab the pistol in Xia Ping'an's hand.

Just when the bastard's hand had just grabbed the barrel of the gun, Xia Ping'an's eyes flashed a sneer, and then he directly pulled the trigger.

"Bang..." The bullet shot out from the muzzle of the gun, and directly hit the hand that the gangster stretched out, half of his palm was blasted to a bloody mess. After a brief shock, the gangster bent down and hugged the broken hand. Palm wailed.

"You're wrong, the thing I'm most afraid of is trouble..." Xia Pingan said something in French, and just when the gangster raised his head, he slapped the gangster on the face with a steel pipe, and the gangster threw himself on the ground. On the ground, he passed out directly.

In a blink of an eye, the three gangsters fell to the ground, and none of them stood up.

Xia Pingan held a gun and watched the changes in the surrounding streets. After waiting for a few minutes, no one came over on the street. Those pedestrians who heard the gunshots in the alley quickened their pace and left quickly. For those who didn't come to check, hearing gunshots here seems to be a common thing.

Xia Pingan just searched the three gangsters.

On the three gangsters, there was a Glock pistol, three magazines, two daggers, and a military grenade, which was in the pocket of the gangster who was in charge of the body search just now.

In addition to these weapons, the three gangsters had more than 2000 euros in banknotes, two gold rings, and a necklace. The gangster who took the gun just now was wearing a [-]% new gold watch.

Good harvest!

Xia Pingan put everything on himself, then picked up the steel pipe, smashed the kneecaps of the right legs of the three gangsters, and then walked towards what he thought was a nearby restaurant that was still open.

The poor bread and milk that I ate in the small hotel just now were not enough, Xia Pingan was hungry again, and he felt that he could eat a cow right now.

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The public transportation in Paris has long been paralyzed, so if you don't have a car, you can only go on two legs.

Pedestrians in the city hurried.

In broad daylight, there is still a basic order on the street, and those gangsters and hooligans have not blatantly robbed the street, because people with guns can be seen everywhere on the street here, and there are security forces on the street.

All kinds of missing person notices and recruitment advertisements are plastered on the walls, telephone poles and bus stops on the street.

Down-and-out painters, unemployed clowns and acrobats are on the streets soliciting customers and performing performances, all of them look disheveled.

There are almost no complete shops and shops on the streets. Those shops and shops have been smashed to pieces, and there are broken glass everywhere. Many buildings have traces of arson. The real business On the contrary, there are not many shops. There are more than one security guards with guns standing at the door of the shops that are still open, especially those places such as bakeries, butcher shops, and fruit and vegetable shops. There are people guarding the bank's vaults, and there are even signs on the doors of some stores-this store only accepts precious metals and barter transactions.

Xia Pingan finally came to the restaurant in his memory.

At the door of the restaurant, there were several burly men with guns standing, and even an armored vehicle modified from a pickup truck was parked.

Under the watchful eyes of those burly men, Xia Pingan walked up the steps of the restaurant calmly.

A waiter in a black tuxedo came over with a tray and bowed slightly, "Sir, the shop's rule is to pay first and then consume. I don't know what payment sir will use?"

Xia Pingan put the gold watch he just got on the tray, "Give me a meal according to the value of this gold watch, high-calorie food..."

The waiter glanced at the gold watch, with a smile on his face, "Understood, sir, please come in..."

Chapter 467 Crossfire

Having money is good!

Sitting in the restaurant, Xia Pingan sighed in his heart while eating a large plate of seven o'clock leg of lamb in front of him.

This seven-hour leg of lamb is a classic French dish. It is said that the leg of lamb is marinated for seven hours before being stewed, so the taste is very good without the smell of lamb.

The leg of lamb was very generous, and there was almost half a leg of lamb in front of Xia Ping'an.

In addition to the lamb shank, the cold dish in front is sardines, the soup is oxtail consommé, the side dish is prawns, and the main course is the full-bodied Qishi lamb shank, accompanied by a glass of red wine.

Xia Pingan ate these things and felt that his body was changing rapidly. With sufficient food supply, the integration of spirit body and body was accelerating, and the tremor frequency of the secret mandala was gradually decreasing...

After eating the leg of lamb, Xia Pingan was surprised to find that he could have a sense of connection with the secret mandala. As the secret mandala's foundation building bead, the Suiren's bead, there are sculptures of the Chao's bead and the Shennong's bead. The spell position of the totem became more and more clear in his perception, and he seemed to be able to use a little bit of divine power to use the basic spells brought by the three foundation building beads.

As for my body, up to now, my physical fitness has returned to the level when I fused the Realm Beads to build the foundation, and my body's musculoskeletal meridians have undergone significant changes. Occasionally, my bones and meridians will squirm softly, Let the waitress pouring wine for him next to him look at him in surprise, thinking that his stomach is rumbling.

The secret mandala seems to be recovering rapidly according to the order in which he fused the boundary beads, and this body is also recovering at the same speed.

interesting!

Although there is still a long way to go before recovering to the Yiyang state, Xia Ping'an is already very satisfied to be able to use divine power and simple techniques, and finally feels a little safe.

After eating the leg of lamb and even drinking the soup from the leg of lamb, Xia Pingan was still unsatisfied, but the feeling of hunger finally left him.

The restaurant then served a cauliflower salad and a cheese dessert, along with coffee.

Just after eating the cheese dessert, the manager of the restaurant walked up to Xia Ping'an.

The restaurant manager is a middle-aged man in his 40s, wearing a clean and decent dress, with a big belly and a beautiful mustache, with a slightly serious face, "Sir, did you get into trouble outside?"

"Oh, what's the matter?" Xia Pingan was slightly taken aback.

"Some gang members came outside our restaurant, those people seemed to be looking for a black-haired Chinese, you are now a customer of our restaurant, we will not let those gang members in, but if you go out, we can't guarantee your It's safe!" The restaurant manager said to Xia Ping'an, and then looked at his watch, "We don't interfere with them, so, sir, you still have 10 minutes to eat, you can finish eating cheese in our restaurant and drink Finish your coffee and leave!"

"Oh, is that so?" Xia Pingan stood up from the booth, and glanced outside through the window not far from the restaurant. During the time he was eating, on the street outside the restaurant, there was At that time, there were seven or eight more gangsters in sweaters, like jackals wandering the street, staring in the direction of the restaurant from time to time.

But those gangsters didn't dare to come over, because the modified pickup armored car at the entrance of the restaurant has a huge deterrent effect, and the bodyguards standing at the entrance of the restaurant are like loyal hounds, with their hands already touching the weapons on their bodies, with vigilant eyes Stare at the bastards wandering outside the restaurant.