Rubik’s Cube of Heavens

I drove to a nearby cafe, where Kewen and Angela stayed until the evening, then went back to the car and waited until the evening.

After nine o'clock, the two returned to the underground midnight bar.

At this time, the bar has completely lost the coldness of the day. Under the dim red light, a large number of extraordinary people are bustling in the hall.

Kewen held Angela's hand and protected him all the way to the bar.

After knocking on the bar, Kewen asked the bartender who came over, "Who is selling intelligence?"

The bartender didn't answer with a cold face, just stood there wiping the glass.

At this moment, Angela immediately took out a twenty dollar bill from her pocket, put the dollar on the table and pushed it to the bartender.

However, the bar sneered after seeing the dollar, then raised his eyes, and scrutinized Angela with a pair of slightly malicious eyes.

Seeing this, Kewen shook his head slightly.

He raised his hand and took the dollar back, and flicked his thumb.

Jingle.

A gold coin landed on the bar, bounced and started rolling.

This made the bartender's eyes suddenly light up, and he quickly reached out and held down the gold coin.

He raised his head and gave Kewen a flattering smile, then the bartender looked around the entire hall, and finally pointed to a booth against the wall.

Kewen didn't thank him, just turned around and took Angela away.

The two passed through the hall full of mixed-blood or pure-blood aliens, and soon came to the front of the booth.

Kewen wanted to move forward, but was pulled by Angela.

Looking back in doubt, Angela shook her head slightly, and raised her finger to the deck, indicating that there was a transaction inside.

Kewen reacted, and Angela reminded him to obey the rules, not to disturb other people's transactions, and to avoid being unable to buy intelligence later.

Kewen didn't care about it, but since Angela signaled it, he would just wait a while.

After a few minutes,

After the transaction between the two parties in the booth was completed, a half-angel in Cowen's eyes stood up.

Glancing at Cowen and Angela, the angel walked away.

This time Angela took the initiative to step forward, she stepped into the booth first, and took a seat opposite the intelligence dealer.

After Kewen was also seated, Angela immediately asked: "We want to buy information! Three days ago, a hell creature killed a policeman on the 'Santi Street', I want all the information! "

The intelligence agent was a man with a hood, and the shadow of the hood only exposed his mouth.

Hearing this, the intelligence dealer grinned open his yellow-teeth mouth and said, "One of my rules, my intelligence, is only sold to those who can make a profit for me."

"How much do you want?" Angela asked with a frown.

"No no no." The intelligence dealer chuckled: "I'm not talking about money, that thing is just waste paper to me, what I want is information."

Raising his chin slightly, the intelligence agent seemed to be looking at Cowen and Angela from the shadow of the hood.

He continued: "Do you have any information? Information that will allow me to exchange benefits?"

Angela was completely at a loss, she couldn't find any information that could be traded.

Kewen nodded after thinking about it: "I have information, information that neither you nor anyone else has ever heard of."

The intelligence dealer turned his head slightly, staring at Kewen under the shadow of his hood.

Then he chuckled and said with a little enthusiasm: "Okay, I trust you, you can exchange that information with me later, but if you lie..."

Raising his hand and pointing slowly around the entire hall, the intelligence dealer grinned and threatened: "Everyone has something they want to know, so I can give the information and ask everyone to seek justice for me."

"Let's trade."

Cowan said nonchalantly, "Tell us all you know."

"No no no..."

The intelligence dealer grinned again. He shook his head slightly, raised two fingers and said, "My second rule, if you want to trade with me, you must first satisfy my desire for enjoyment."

This made Angela suddenly nervous, and subconsciously touched her hand to the lower back.

Kewen raised his hand and pressed Angela's leg, stared at the intelligence dealer and asked, "What do you want."

"Hey hey hey..."

Seeing that Kewen was not frightened, the intelligence monger then said with a low laugh, "I want five cups of 'Paradise'."

"What is that?" Angela couldn't help asking.

The intelligence dealer turned his head and looked across the hall to a booth.

Kewen and Angela followed their line of sight, and saw a woman sitting alone in the booth over there, with curly hair and an exquisite banquet dress, and her appearance was also good.

At this moment, the intelligence dealer withdrew his gaze, and he smiled at Kewen and Angela: "Go ahead and try, that half-blood angel is very exclusive, as long as you can get five cups of 'heaven' from her, I will Deal with you immediately."

Kewen also retracted his gaze, he patted Angela's leg: "You wait for me here."

Angela nodded.

Kewen got up and walked out of the booth, and walked directly to the female half-blood angel.

After sitting down, Kewen asked directly, "How can I get five cups of heaven from you?"

"Get away from me."

The woman's expression was high and cold, and she said in a low voice without looking at Kewen: "My wine will only serve my clansmen."

"Say your request."

Kewen shook his head slightly: "In your heart, what price can you exchange for wine?"

"I reject!"

The half-race female angel became impatient, she frowned slightly, and said in a colder voice: "I said it! My wine will only serve my fellow race! Other races are not eligible to enjoy it!"

Cowan sighed helplessly.

He stared at the half-blood angel in front of him, and suddenly came up with an idea.

So Kewen stretched out his palm, and immediately began to gather the free dust in the air.

Gradually, a white feather appeared in Kewen's palm.

When facing Gabriel, Kewen quietly analyzed it. Before anyone knew, he had thoroughly researched Gabriel's body.

The feathers condensed by him at this time are angel feathers.

Of course, it's just an ordinary feather that doesn't contain any angelic power.

But Kewen will fake it.

No, after the feathers were formed, Kewen poured a trace of divine power into them.

This divine power was imitated by him.

Kewen imitated the breath of Lucifer's power of dawn, and added his own power of holy light, and finally got a very bluffing power of dawn.

Combine it with the feathers.

In this way, an angel feather that was completely authentic in the eyes of others appeared.

And the attitude of the half-blood angel completely sets off the superb degree of Kewen's counterfeiting technology.

Shortness of breath, leaning forward, the golden light in the pair of child holes kept flashing, and his eyes were fixed on the feather.

The half-blood angel's expression changed from piety to desire, mixed with surprise and disbelief.

Without waiting for Kewen to speak, the half-blood angel quickly raised his head and asked anxiously, "This is the feather of an angel! How did you get it?!"

Kewen shrugged his shoulders. He squeezed his feathers and swayed gently and said, "You don't need to know that. Now I ask you, how much does it cost to get five cups of 'heaven' from you?"

"Give her to me!"

The half-race female angel stared at Feather again, and said eagerly: "As long as you give her to me! You can enjoy unlimited wine with me in the future!

"

"not enough."

Kewen laughed playfully, and continued to gently twitch his feathers and said, "This time it's up to you to calculate the price. Calculate the price you have to pay to get the feathers from me."

"you!"

The half-blood angel was a little anxious, but she didn't dare to annoy Kewen, for fear that Kewen would cut off the possibility of her getting feathers.

Therefore, the half-blood angel immediately softened her tone, and she said tentatively: "What do you want? As long as I have it! Everything can be given to you!"

Kewen raised his eyebrows.

His eyes were a little unscrupulous, and he looked at the good-looking mixed-race female angel in front of him from top to bottom.

Seeming to understand Kewen's eyes, the half-race female angel couldn't help but shrank unaccustomedly, and subconsciously raised her hand to cover her chest, covering her snow-white exposed from the V-neck of her dress.

Seeing this action, Kewen laughed again.

His smile looks like a big villain in the eyes of the half-blood angel.

And he said the same thing.

"I want your service."

Kewen rested his cheek with his left hand, flipped the feathers between his five fingers with his right hand, and looked at the half-blooded female angel and said, "How is it? Is there a deal?"

"you!"

The half-race female angel was ashamed and angry, her chest heaving greatly, but she stared at Kewen but did not refuse immediately, but was extremely hesitant.

And Kewen smiled and pointed the feather in one direction.

The half-race female angel turned her head subconsciously and saw that in the booth over there, a female half-blood angel was sitting in the arms of a male half-blood demon.

Kewen's voice sounded: "Angels and demons can be together, is my request difficult?"

"I-I'm not like her!"

The half-race female angel shouted shyly, "Impossible!"

"One at a time."

Kewen stud directly, he put the feather on the table, and repeated: "One at a time."

The half-race female angel was stunned.

She looked at Feather in disbelief, then raised her eyes to Kewen again.

On the other hand, Kewen smiled and spread out his palms, and once again copied out an angel feather.

"how?"

Putting the second feather on the table, Ke Wen chuckled and asked, "Is there a deal?"

The half-race female angel clenched her teeth, hesitated for a moment, and finally lowered her head and responded in a low voice: "Okay!"

Cowen grinned and smiled silently.

Kill two birds with one stone.

Not only was he served by a beautiful woman, but he was also able to deploy the next agent in the supernatural world.

And what he paid for was just some fake products that were readily available to him. Kewen felt that he had made a lot of money in this transaction...