Chapter 880 Oak Hand

After the dark door is opened, the torch is shining and the steps are clearly visible.

The humpback, one-eyed old man stood by, not looking at Qin Ran and Steinbeck again, as if he was asleep.

However, in the eyes of Qin Ran, the other side is muscle tight and ready for energy storage.

Qin Ran is very clear, if he really stepped into the steps behind the secret door, greet him will definitely be the fierce attack of the other side, and the dangerous organs behind the secret door.

In "The Distribution of Underground Forces in Navier City," Qin Ran had a detailed understanding of the organization in front of him: the oak hand.

Perhaps not the strongest in the gang of the whole city of Navija, but definitely the one with the strongest vigilance.

It is precisely because of this that it has quietly developed for 20 years under the entangled temple power.

Compared with a traditional traditional force, this year is almost the same as the new born bud, but it is extremely difficult in Navija.

You know, the biggest gang of power in the city of Navija, ‘Greenstone,’ has only been established for less than five years.

In fact, most people think that if it weren't for the 'Oak Hand' who didn't want to be the biggest gang of Naviar City, there would be no ‘Greenstone’.

But this is not a matter of Qinran for the time being.

As if it was humiliated, Qin Ran suddenly stepped forward, bowed his head, looked at the hunchback, the one-eyed old man, asked in a cold voice.

“When did the 'Oak hand’ become so rude?”

In the discourse, Qin Ran revealed a hint of killing.

There is no demon, the power of original sin, just the breath of its own.

Even so, the hunchback, one-eyed old man squatted back and forth.

In the eyes of the other party, Qin Ran has disappeared at this moment.

The rest is the charge of thousands of troops.

Rumble!

The torrent of steel is like a blood.

A kind of sand field that only really went through the battlefield made the old man only have one remaining eye, and the horror was rounded.

The other hand raised his hand to hold the wooden wall next to it, and this did not fall out of ugliness.

But under the pressure of Qin Ran's momentum, he couldn't speak completely.

It was not until Qin Ran convinced his own killing intentions that the other side gasped again and again, as if he was about to be jealous and was caught on the shore.

"The pavilion, please ask for anger."

"We don't have any offense!"

"It’s just that happened recently, so we have to be careful!"

"You know, the reason why the oak hand can always exist is because of this kind of caution."

The hunchback, the one-eyed old man, after a few breathfuls, immediately stood in front of Qin Ran with respect and respect.

A gatekeeper like him may be of average strength, but he has the eyesight that ordinary people don't have.

Naturally know what kind of people can provoke, what kind of people can not provoke.

And like the Qin Ran, the sand field that came down from the battlefield is one of the people who can never be provoked.

"that matter?"

"What is it?"

Steinbeck, who had been silent for a moment, suddenly spoke up.

In order to keep the sound steady, Mimosa does not let the sound tremble, but deliberately slows down the speed of speech, making people feel the feeling of having a tone.

But with Qin then withdrawing one step, whispering to the mimosa, this kind of pinch tone becomes intriguing.

At least the oak hand's janitor saw this scene, and only the remaining eyes, the light flashed.

"This adult, are you curious?"

"You must rarely leave the family estate. Otherwise, you will have an impression of a group of daring guys who robbed the thorns of the thorns two weeks ago."

"It is precisely because of this incident that we have to be more cautious."

"After all, the people of the Temple of Thorns are crazy about searching for the thieves. People like us are the focus of their care."

The doorkeeper of the oak hand half asked for an explanation.

There is no temptation in the discourse.

Although the janitor was keen to know where Qin Ran and Steinbeck came from, he knew more about how to guarantee his own life.

As for the news of the thief's holy cup being stolen?

It has been two weeks.

This news has no more value.

Most people with a little ability know what happened.

"Hello, this adult, please come with me!"

The janitor said, and he stepped into the secret passage.

"Two weeks ago, the thorns of the thorns were stolen?"

"Is it time for me to disappear?"

“Are you still earlier?”

Looking at each other's back, Qin Ran secretly pondered.

Although Qin Ran did not know about Navial City because of the specific reward of the customs clearance copy, the time was not certain.

Last time at Tic's ‘Help’, he just entered a glimpse and didn’t know much.

It is precisely because of this that Qin Ran will choose the 'Oak hand'.

He needs to know more.

Qin Ran went down the steps and immediately appeared a corridor nearly 10 meters long.

Despite the light, the entire corridor looked dim, but Qin Ran clearly saw the hidden holes in the corridor wall.

The sharp air of the silk came from the hollow.

What are these holes?

Nature is self-evident.

The hidden arrows are enough for people who step into it to be shot into hedgehogs.

Steinbeck also saw these holes, and the body could not help but shake.

Subconscious, Steinbeck looked at Qin Ran.

Then, to meet the mimosa is the indifferent look that makes him feel pressured.

Mimosa always feels that the indifferent eyes that Qin Ran looks at him is like looking at a lifeless body, or a stone on the side of the road.

No matter which one, I am afraid of mimosa.

"Can't provoke 2567 to be angry!"

"I need to rely on him to get through the storm!"

"Without him, I will die!"

The only remaining reason, let the mimosa do its utmost to restrain the chaos caused by fear.

"Our trip is a master servant disguised as a big family. In order to satisfy the curiosity of the young master, the servant has to come here under the request of the young master, let the young master experience it, and I will pretend to be ignorant and ignorant. , try to ask enough information..."

Mimosa took a slight breath and passed the plan that Qinran had told him before, and he passed it through his mind.

When the mimosa looked up again, they had come to the end of the corridor, and the hunchback gatekeeper knocked on the number in a way that only his own people knew.

Oops!

One of the two closed wooden doors was opened from the inside.

Suddenly, the noise is several times louder.

The hall is brightly lit.

A small hall full of people appeared in front of the mimosa.

Looking at those people, if not one of them is not good, with a knife and a sword, mimosa thought it came to the market.

The scene in front of you, and the imaginary gang in the imagination of mimosa, are exactly two appearances.

With curiosity, mimosa looks left and right.

Compared with the curiosity of Mimosa, Qin Ran is standing at the side of the mimosa and explaining it softly.

From the distribution of the underground forces in Navier City, Qin Ran knows that 'Oak Hand' is the longest-lasting gang in Naviya. It is not only a simple insurance, but also a black one. It is the scope of the 'Oak Hand' main business.

Undoubtedly, it is now a black market gathering.

"It turned out to be black. City!"

"Will the stolen thorn of the thorns be here?"

According to the original plan, Mimosa was asked to be naive.

PS second more~

(End of this chapter)