Douluo: I mess around in Tangmen

"The level of bombs in stock is not high enough. To deal with Contra, you need at least level [-] soul-guided shells. Now that the manufacturing time is too short, Li Yuanren probably won't be able to wait that long." Ye Nanxiao was worried.

Previously, when dealing with the Dark Night Guild, they used up all the six-level soul-guided shells on hand. That thing was obtained by "Xiao Nanye" with great difficulty. Currently, this vest is in a gray state.

Wang Yu still puts relevant confidential documents in a locked drawer in his office.

Ye Nanxiao repeated his old tricks and took out the information.

According to the information, Feng Shuhan has many residences in Mingdu, but he rarely goes home or stays at the competition venue. Instead, he is a VIP customer in major hotels in Mingdu.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, how did this guy get the supreme VIP cards for all the high-end hotels in Mingdu? The gold content is incredible, I'm afraid it's almost exhausted." Ye Nanxiao praised expressionlessly.

Taking out a map of Mingdu, Ye Nanxiao marked all the residences of Feng Shuhan, and also marked the arenas that Feng Shuhan was in charge of.

After writing down a few places where Feng Shuhan might often hang out, Ye Nanxiao put on a disguise mask, separated Xiaoye No. [-] under the cover of the mute bead, and the main body quietly slipped out of the No. [-] arena.

Ye Nanxiao transformed into a tall, thin young man with dark circles under his eyes. At first glance, he looked like a young man who needed some kind of support from the brand of medicine recommended by Zi Qiao.

Feng Shuyan is in charge of Arena No. [-], which is located in the industrial circle of the Mortal Alliance.

Because it is close to the area of ​​influence of the Mortal Alliance, Arena No. [-] is far inferior to the top ten arenas in terms of size and resources, but Feng Shuhan insisted on choosing Arena No. [-].

After walking for an hour, Ye Nanxiao walked into a neighborhood founded by Pingfanmeng.

Pink lights were hung on the surrounding buildings, and the air was filled with the scent of rouge. Surprisingly, the smell of rouge was the same throughout the street, and no other brands got rouge mixed into it.

There are many young girls in gorgeous clothes walking in groups on the street. Through the glass, you can see that many buildings are filled with bars and other businesses.

Ye Nanxiao felt that he was always being watched by the women around him, and their unscrupulous eyes were scanning Ye Nanxiao back and forth.

"It's strange. This mask looks very meaningful. Is there something wrong with my aesthetics?" Ye Nanxiao frowned slightly, not understanding why the women around him were focusing on him.

"Hello, would you like a glass of wine prepared by my sister?" When passing by a tavern, a boldly dressed woman sitting at the door raised her glass and said to Ye Nanxiao.

Ye Nanxiao glanced at the woman and walked past with a look of disdain.

His mind is not broad enough, so the wine he makes must not taste good either.

Walking forward to the center of the block, a building named Wu'ao Hotel attracted Ye Nanxiao's attention. At the door of the hotel, some soul masters walked in or out one after another. Some soul masters also had several boldly dressed women hanging on their bodies. .

"Next to the arena is Pingfan League's largest industry in this block. No wonder Feng Shuhan wants to take charge of arena No. [-]." Ye Nanxiao rejected some women who wanted to force themselves to join him and quickly walked into the arena.

After paying the ticket fee, Ye Nanxiao sat in the auditorium, watching the soul master competition on the field and observing the situation on the field.

Five female referees were sitting on the referee's bench. The badge representing the silver referee was lying quietly on the chest of this referee. Unlike Wang Yu and the others, the badges were hung vertically on the chest.

The referees with bronze characters standing at the edge of the field all have long legs and proud figures.

Ye Nanxiao suddenly understood Feng Shuhan's happiness and pain.

The joy of being surrounded and the pain of being overwhelmed.

After observing for a while and writing down the general structure of Arena No. [-], Ye Nanxiao stood up and left the auditorium. When he walked into the darkness, weak soul power fluctuations came from his body, and ice mirrors quietly appeared.

Because the arena was filled with strong soul power fluctuations, none of the silver-letter judges noticed anything unusual.

Bypassing the warning device, Ye Nanxiao entered the arena.

There are not many referees inside the arena, and even the staff are rare.

This made Ye Nanxiao feel confused. He walked to a room that looked like a conference room and unlocked the door. The large room was empty except for some cardboard boxes in the corner.

Ye Nanxiao exited the room, restored the door lock to its original appearance, and opened several rooms along the way. They were all empty, even the room with the office written on it.

"Something's wrong. Lao Wang even sleeps in the office, which is located in the underground arena of Mingdu. Even if Arena No. [-] is adjacent to the Mortal Alliance's territory, there is no reason why the office should be empty." Ye Nanxiao Hiding in a dark corner and thinking.

A burst of footsteps in the distance interrupted Ye Nanxiao's thinking. Ye Nanxiao tensed up and raised his vigilance to the highest level.

Two boldly dressed women walked past, and one of them was still complaining, "I'm so exhausted. My whole body has almost fallen apart since noon. But that bastard wasn't satisfied yet, so he called a few more sisters over."

Listening to the complaints of the two women, Ye Nanxiao suddenly discovered that the two women were dressed in the same way as the woman who wanted to invite him for a drink just now.

"Feng Shu is obsessed with wine and sex, and here is the Mortal Alliance." Ye Nanxiao raised his eyebrows and hurried towards the direction where the two women were coming.

When passing a gate, Ye Nanxiao suddenly had a premonition in his heart. He stopped and looked at the gate. He had a premonition that there was something good behind the gate.

The door lock on this door was more sophisticated than what Ye Nanxiao had encountered before.

"The soul guide produced by Mingdetang is a cheap product with an average security level. If the token key is wrong twice, it will cause an alarm. That means there should be something good behind the door." Ye Nanxiao squatted in front of the lock and observed carefully. Locked structure.

Mental power invaded, and the structure inside the lock built a model in Ye Nanxiao's mind, constantly simulating methods of hacking into the lock.

Soon Ye Nanxiao found an intrusion route. He opened the first lock based on the key calculated from the disassembly of the model. He pressed his palm on the lock and destroyed part of the core array that sent out the alarm. According to the soul power in the metal, The trajectory runs again.

After spending half an hour to open the lock, Ye Nanxiao opened the door through a gap and got in. He sent a clone to guard outside, closed the door and locked it.

Ye Nanxiao left a back-up on the door lock to ensure that he could open it from the inside.

After walking a few steps, a staircase descending appeared. Each staircase was emitting a faint blue light, which was obviously some kind of soul guide.

Ye Nanxiao condensed a piece of floating ice, stepped on it, and floated down.

When Ye Nanxiao floated to the bottom, a huge warehouse appeared in front of him.

Rows of soul guidance devices with special soul guidance storage devices on their heads are neatly placed, with labels on the lower right corner of the protective covers.

After Ye Nanxiao carefully observed and determined the location of the early warning soul guide here, he carefully bypassed all the locations of the early warning soul guide and walked to the innermost part.

The feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger, and Ye Nanxiao slowly drifted in. After pushing open the thick metal door, the sight in front of him made Ye Nanxiao instantly raise his vigilance to the highest level.

A layer of special glue was placed in each transparent cabinet, while soul-guided cannonballs exuding a terrifying aura lay quietly.

Even through the special transparent cabinet, Ye Nanxiao could feel the terrifying aura of the soul-guided cannonballs.

"Level eight soul-guided cannonballs! There are a total of twenty!" Ye Nanxiao came back to his senses and quickly summoned ice mirrors to protect the surroundings.

After recovering, Ye Nanxiao felt that something was getting more and more wrong in Arena No. [-]. An idea came to Ye Nanxiao's mind: "Feng Shuhan, the vice president of the Aodu Chamber of Commerce, may have been pretending to be a womanizer and secretly collecting supplies."

But this idea was rejected by Ye Nanxiao. If this were the case, the defense measures here would not be so low-level.

Just when Ye Nanxiao was confused, a burst of footsteps and voices came.

Ye Nanxiao held his breath and stared at the metal door.

There was a burst of female laughter, and at the same time there were several male voices.

The metal door opened, and a man with a pale face and sloppy steps walked in, hugging two women.

"Master Feng, what reward can you get this time~" a woman with thick eye makeup asked softly.

"In addition to the soul guide, you can take a piece of any rare metal you like here!" The man waved his hand and said proudly.

"Young Master Feng is so great~" another woman said softly.

The man smiled and moved his hands, causing the two women to complain.

"The warehouse that stores level eight soul-guided cannonballs and precious rare metals. Those who can enter are either confidants or Feng Shuhan. The man in front of me can also let women take away rare metals at will. He can control the rare metals in the arena. The man in front of me is Feng Shuhan at the eighth level." Ye Nanxiao frowned and moved slowly. If a fight breaks out here and an eighth-level soul-guided artillery shell is accidentally injured, there will be a total of twenty eighth-level fixed soul-guided artillery shells. Not only did the entire neighborhood explode into the sky, but the business circle also ceased to exist.

"Master Feng, why are there so many cannonballs here?" asked the woman with thick eye makeup.

Feng Shuhan looked at the cabinet where the soul-guided cannonballs were stored and said, "Some of them were temporarily transported and placed here by the Chamber of Commerce, and some were given by your big boss."

"Big boss? The big boss of the Ordinary League, could it be Shangguan Wei'er?" Ye Nanxiao analyzed the information brought by Feng Shuhan's words.

"Is it possible that Shangguan Weier plans to join forces with the Aodu Chamber of Commerce? Or is she instigating Feng Shuhan, the vice president of the Aodu Chamber of Commerce?"

"Master Feng, I want this Star Silver~" "I want this Silver Mother!"

Feng Shu said with a look of enjoyment on his face, "Okay, okay! Take them all!"

Watching Feng Shuyan leave with the two women in his arms, Ye Nanxiao finally revealed his figure after confirming his departure.

Walking to a transparent cabinet, spiritual power surged out, surrounding the transparent cabinet, seeping in, and observing the structure and core array of the transparent cabinet.

Ye Nanxiao stretched out his hand and pressed it on the surface of the cabinet, and tiny strands of ice spread out and penetrated into all the gaps in the cabinet.

Unfolding the Silence Bead, after about half an hour, Ye Nanxiao successfully opened a cabinet.

Taking out a specially made sack to cover the soul-guided cannonballs, he put a seven-level soul-guided cannonball that looked similar into it, and then closed the cabinet door. Ye Nanxiao followed the same method, taking a few from different areas, and robbed five soul-guided cannonballs. missiles.

"I didn't expect such an unexpected surprise!" Ye Nanxiao put away the sack, with golden light shining in his eyes.

"Shangguan Wei'er's situation is probably not optimistic. Otherwise, such precious soul-guided shells would not be placed in Feng Shusha's place. Moreover, Feng Shusha must have become a traitor. It seems that there is no need to take action." Ye Nanxiao said in the transparent cabinets A small signal soul guide was attached to the bottom and left quietly.