jdhmnovel Chapter 62 This is called testing the waters.
Chapter 62 This is called testing the waters.
Since he was going to make contact with the Black Dragon Gang, Ding Yi couldn't go wearing his official uniform; he even had to disguise his face.
So he came up with the idea of using a human skin mask as a prop.
As Ding Yi selected "yes," the mask in his hand was immediately enveloped in a thin layer of light, and after a moment it transformed into a human face mask as thin as a cicada's wing.
Ding Yi touched the mask in his hand and suddenly felt a pang of regret.
This thing feels just like my own skin. Could it really be made of human skin?
But the lost lifespan couldn't be wasted. Ding Yi suppressed his disgust and then put the mask on his face. He immediately felt a cool sensation on his face, followed by a slight itching sensation on the edge of his face where the mask was in contact with his face.
Ding Yi ran his finger around the itchy area, and the strange feeling disappeared immediately. He then jumped around in place, and after finding nothing unusual, he nodded in satisfaction.
"It looks good. Let's go out and check out the results later."
Ding Yi muttered something to himself, then began to take off his Flying Cloud Robe and took out a set of secondhand clothes that he had just bought for a dozen copper coins from his bag.
After changing into the slightly sweaty old clothes, Ding Yi folded the Flying Cloud Robe and put it in his bundle. He then wrapped his sword in cloth, tucked it into the bundle, and carried it on his back before calmly walking out of the alley.
Passersby only glanced at Ding Yi and then paid no more attention, which made Ding Yi feel a little relieved.
Still worried, Ding Yi carried the package into several shops and chatted with the shop assistants for a while. After confirming that no one noticed he was wearing a human skin mask, he headed towards Ma Liufang.
Ma Liu Fang Middle.
Several young people dressed in blue outfits were sitting in a noodle stall eating noodles.
"Old man, hurry up!! Put in more noodles!"
A young man banged on the table loudly and shouted at the stall owner.
The stall owner was an old man in his fifties or sixties. He was hunched over and looked at the young people at the stall whose clothes had half a dragon body tattooed with black thread. He immediately shook his head.
These men were recently recruited into the Black Dragon Gang. After joining, they did nothing all day but wander around the streets and often ate and drank for free at their own stall.
The old man dared not offend the Black Dragon Gang members, even though they looked to be about the same age as his grandson. At this moment, he could only keep his head down and scoop up his noodles.
"I thought joining the gang meant collecting money! I never imagined the work would be so boring! All we do is wander around the streets with this piece of copper every day!"
A boy of about seventeen or eighteen years old said with dissatisfaction.
"Hehe, let me tell you, these are all tests!"
The other boy just chuckled.
"What do you mean? Tell me quickly!"
"I heard from my uncle that this is something the gang is looking for! If we can find it, we can immediately complete the black dragon tattoo on our bodies, and even add a claw!"
The young man lowered his voice, but could not hide the excitement in his tone.
"No wonder, that thing must be very valuable."
The people around him also looked excited.
"I heard it's something from the Upper Sect."
The young man said in a low voice.
Just as the group was about to discuss further, a strange voice suddenly entered their ears.
"What are you talking about? Is nobody here?"
Upon hearing the voice, the group turned around abruptly, only to find a strange man had appeared beside them and sat down without a word.
"Damn it! Who are you?! Do you even know who we are?!"
When the short man saw the newcomer sit down so calmly, he immediately stood up and started cursing.
Who are they? They're from the Black Dragon Gang!! In this outer city, besides the government officials, the Black Dragon Gang is the most powerful!
Although they had only been in the Black Dragon Gang for a few days, they always walked with their heads down, as if afraid to get away. When had they ever seen anyone so unafraid of them?
To everyone's surprise, the man, looking at the enraged little man, smiled calmly and said:
"Starting out in the world at such a young age, he's pretty much a waste of his potential."
"Damn it! Get him!!"
Several teenagers immediately stood up from their chairs, and each of them took out the daggers hidden at their waists and stabbed at the man.
The man was Ding Yi, who came from San Gu Fang.
Ding Yi had heard a lot about the Black Dragon Gang while he was still at the martial arts school. Now that he had seen them in person, he felt that the Black Dragon Gang was even more domineering and unreasonable than the rumors suggested.
At this moment, Ding Yi looked at the young Black Dragon Gang members in front of him, a cold smile flashing across his lips. Then, his right arm shot out like lightning, grabbing one of them by the arm. With a sudden yank and twist, he sent two people flying, lying on the ground screaming in agony.
At this moment, Ding Yi was no longer the naive college student who had just transmigrated, but a martial artist who had broken through the skin barrier and entered the bone forging realm. In his eyes, these ordinary people with knives were no different from chicks.
If they weren't still needed later, Ding Yi wouldn't mind just crippling them, which would be considered eliminating a scourge for the people.
"Snapped."
Ding Yi released his right hand from the boy's arm, and the boy screamed and staggered back. His arm was swollen and had five deep finger marks embedded in it, which showed how strong Ding Yi's grip had been.
The stall owner next to him, seeing this, immediately cried out in distress. He was stuck behind the soup pot, unsure whether to run away or not. He could only pray that these guys would finish their fight and leave as soon as possible.
"You! Just wait for me!"
The two young men who had fallen to the ground struggled to their feet, pointing at Ding Yi and shouting.
But it was obvious that they realized Ding Yi was not someone to be trifled with, and they only wanted to give him a verbal warning. After all, they were wearing the Black Dragon Gang's uniform, and they couldn't afford to lose face.
At this moment, only the young man with the swollen arm was still groaning, but Ding Yi did not intend to let them go so easily. Instead, he stood up and came to the group.
He looked at the three young men in front of him, their faces already showing fear, grinned, and then said:
"Stop just talking and start doing things. Come on, take me to meet your boss."
...
After a cup of tea, Ding Yi, led by three shady men, arrived at a small courtyard and met their so-called leader, a middle-aged man with a scar near his eye.
This middle-aged man was clearly much more perceptive than the three young lads. When he saw the fingerprints on the young man's arm, his pupils contracted. He then looked Ding Yi up and down before asking very politely:
"Which street are you from, my friend?"
Looking at this man, Ding Yi was certain that he was merely a minor leader, but his status seemed sufficient, so he said:
"You don't need to know who I am. Do you know that you guys have been making some rather big moves lately?"
What do you mean by that, friend?
Scarface was taken aback, then glared fiercely at the three young men standing beside him. The three men immediately understood and hurriedly ran out.
"It's nothing. The people in the patrol department told me that someone has their eye on that batch of things with malevolent energy that you recently dealt with."
After Ding Yi finished speaking, the scarred man's expression froze for a moment, then he quickly took a half-step back warily, saying:
"Impossible! We know what the Black Dragon Gang is capable of! My friend, you can't just say things like that."
After Scarface finished speaking, a fierce glint appeared in his eyes.
"I'm just here to remind you that if the stuff is lost, my agreement with your gang leader is null and void."
After Ding Yi finished speaking, he ignored the man and turned to walk out of the courtyard.
After Ding Yi left, the scarred man's expression became uncertain, and he began pacing anxiously in the courtyard.
After a moment, he seemed to have made up his mind. He then quietly went to the gate of the courtyard, opened it, peeked out and looked around. Finding that no one was paying attention to him, he walked out of the courtyard, locked the gate, and then hurriedly headed in one direction.