Bathed under the brilliance of the stars of "Babylon", the shuttle slowly drove into the berth, walked down the connecting passage, and saw the huge atomic clock hanging in the hall, he calculated the time difference and found that the moment of "Air Garden" was 8 hours faster than the moment of "Ankalim".

In other words, from now until the opening of the Galaxy Demon Concert, it was almost a long time since Tang Fang suddenly felt that he was a little slutty. Maybe he was sleeping too much and his mind was a little bit too much. Before coming, he asked the hotel front desk first.

He was so guilty that Tang Yun was so excited that she was so excited that her anxious expression on her face was like a lover standing on a train platform waiting for her return from vacation. She was anxious and scratched her ears and her face was flushed.

It's just early morning and the concert opens at 19:00. I really don't know where she will spend the next 10 hours.

Tang Fang was a little worried. Tang Yun is now like a kitten jumping up and down with a fishy smell. It doesn’t matter whether she steals the fish. What if she turns over the plate and falls down and hits her?

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Half an hour later, the group came to the event venue of the Galaxy Age Concert.

There is no doubt that this is the heart of the entire "Ankalim". In front is the spotless fountain square, behind is a luxuriously shaped theater. The buffer area in the middle has long been cordoned up. The samat boy and girl wander around the venue like ghosts. Before the Galaxy Charm appeared, they had already lost their souls.

Tang Fang was no longer in the mood to complain. Perhaps Tang Yun was a little far away from those people not far away, but it is undeniable that the Galaxy Demonic was fatal attraction to her, which gave him a headache, a lot of headaches, and on the other hand, there was a little psychological throbbing.

The emotional entanglement with Claya and Zhou Ai, Tang Yun's willful and naughtyness, and the existence of Aros, Grant and others... All these things made him feel inexplicable emotions. Although this was not the world before, these people around him were living beings. They would cry and laugh. They had experienced sadness and yearn for joy.

"Tang Lin, Claya, you two stay and accompany Tang Yun to watch the concert of the Galaxy Demon. I will go with Aros, Hausen and others to find out about the situation of "Zhiyuanxing".

Staying at a hotel near Fountain Square, Tang Fang took a look at the schedule and planned the next itinerary.

Of course, the two of them had no objection, so they all nodded and agreed.

Afterwards, another ghost was left to carry out the care work. Tang Fang took Aros, Grant, Hausen and Churchill out of the hotel and took a bus to the location of the branch of the "Vitano" group in "Ankalim".

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The action to inquire about information about "Zhiyuanxing" did not encounter much difficulty, but the result was not satisfactory.

The "Vitano" Group is a comprehensive trading company. In addition to commodity trading, its business involves another commercial project, namely, providing a resource platform for some small companies in the Silver Eagle Group that are difficult to establish a foothold in the "Air Garden" to help them conduct business activities with merchants on the Covenant. "Vitano" will receive a certain amount of sales commission as commission.

"Zhiyuanxing" Interstellar Trade Group is a small enterprise affiliated to the "Vitano" resource platform. Although it has such a tall name, it is actually just a gimmick to fool people. According to the corporate information provided by "Vitano", the registered capital of "Zhiyuanxing" in the "Toratir" government is only 500,000 star coins.

From "Vitano", Tang Fang had a very bad premonition in his heart. The information obtained by invading the space station's industrial and commercial database through the public communication equipment of "Ankalim" confirmed his conjecture----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

By hacking into many space-based equipment outside the "Toratir", Emma compared the space station industrial and commercial database and found that the company address in the registration information of the "Zhiyuan Star" interstellar trade group was completely false, and its corporate legal person was also a black man.

Trading companies like "Vitano" Group are definitely the role of killing and burying. As long as there is no violation of the transaction process, as long as both parties are satisfied, and as long as there is no unexpected situation within a certain period after the transaction is over, they will not be stubborn and investigate whether the information of the subordinate affiliated companies is true and whether the qualifications meet the standards.

These are the government's responsibilities!

The clue was broken like this... the clue was broken like this!

Tang Fang's face was very dark, and there was lightning flashing in his eyes.

"Emma, ​​can we locate our targets by tracing the flow of funds?"

The geese leave sounds, and the wind leaves traces. He does not believe that the person behind the scenes of "Zhiyuan Star" will wipe his butts as clean as water. Judging from the pherosome samples of "Zhiyuan Star" have, the background of this organization or behind the scenes must be very difficult.

"Please commander later, the system is filtering for useful information..."

In a short while, a withdrawal scene appeared in my mind. A young man wearing a sweatshirt and wrapped his hat tightly around his head was taking out a large amount of cash from an ATM in a bank, then put it in a large black leather pocket, turned around and entered a car, and slowly disappeared from his sight.

Tang Fang paid attention to the recording moment, at 3:20 am.

"The commander, by searching the bank records, did not find that the company's account of the 'Zhiyuan Star' Star Trade Group was flowing, but instead, it was withdrawn in batches."

"Who is this person?"

Emma didn't reply. After one second, the picture flashed in her mind again. A photo appeared in front of her. The man who had just withdrawn the money stood in front of the camera with an identity card with his name written on it. Judging from the criminal record on the right, I think I have been squatting in the shift room a lot.

Raleigh Rodney, 27 years old, has a criminal history of theft, drug use, and group fights.

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One hour later, Tang Fang and others appeared in the most famous entertainment area of ​​the "Ankalim" space station.

The Silver Eagle Group was born from the Jupiter Empire Expeditionary Force. Its civil style is strong and martial. "Ankalim" is a commercial space station used by the Silver Eagle Group to attract foreign tourists to consume. The leisure and entertainment services provided are very different from those of the Star Alliance.

Women are not the best-selling products of "Ankalim". Here, violence and courage are the eternal themes. Boxing rings, gladiators, bullfighting rings, racetracks, hunting grounds, wrestling platforms, football fields, etc. are scattered in the entertainment area. This is a place where men sweat and blood. It is a place where rich people shout and scold with money, and a place full of wild style and sensory stimulation.

Walking along the central street for a while, the group stopped outside an Islamic building.

The bright red exterior wall encloses the entire building into a circle. Above the arch in the middle is a huge embedded imaging screen, and messages and pictures are played in a scroll to remind people not to miss the exciting event. Along the way is a plaque engraved with a string of very simple characters: "Silak Bullring".

There were noisy people sayings, shouting and scolding, cheering, but more were booing and whistling.

Grant walked to the management office next to make a bet, and several people walked into the bullfighting ring from the main entrance.

The "Xilak Bullring" does not engage in business activities based on the situation of selling tickets, but rather makes profits by serving as a banker and gambling. This is inseparable from the national culture and social atmosphere of the Silver Eagle Group.

Unlike the spiritual civilization advocated by Star Alliance, in the civil society of Silver Eagle Group, as a man, you can not prostitute, but you cannot gamble, you can not talk, but you must be able to drink, you can not go to the battlefield, but you must learn to shoot, because you are a man. Because of these, you can inspire a man's wildness in his bones.

In the eyes of the Covenant, the Phoenixes were not a phoenix like their country name. At best, they were just a group of cruel wild wolves, but the men of the Silver Eagle Group were definitely a group of fiery eagles flying above the blue sky and white clouds.

As the saying goes, follow the customs of the countryside, there are only two ways for the Tang Fang and the others to enter the "Xilaike Bullfighting Ring". First, be a tourist, bet first and then enter the field; second, be a bullfighter, fight with the most ferocious bison.

Hausen and Churchill were quite interested in the dangerous and exciting sport of bullfighting, which was both dangerous and exciting, but the captain was not in the mood to see them play a role with the running bull. In terms of personal pursuits, he felt quite elegant. Just like most literati and poets born in the 5,000-year civilization in China, he loved to appreciate flowers and taste wine. Even if he didn't know flowers, the flowers didn't know him. He loved poetry and essays. Although it was just a few nonsense oil poems, and he loved beauty and the country, even though he had not even settled the two boat flowers on the Morning Star.

A high-profile and ostentatious sports like bullfighting and horse racing are really a bit inconsistent with his horoscope, and reincarnation may not necessarily be related to the bullfighter.

The most important thing is that this time I came to the "Silak" bullring is not a trip, and he still has some serious things to do!

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Several people entered the bullfighting ring from the main entrance. On the sealed steel sky was a light curtain made of countless crystals. The soft light shone down, illuminating the entire venue.

Similar to the bullfighting ring that has appeared in human history in the center, the center is a stage for bullfighters to wrestle with bulls, and an audience in the circle outside is a crowded with thousands of men with excessive secretion of androgens, as well as a small number of women looking for stimulation to escape the pressure of life and work.

The bullfighting ring was filled with people and their emotions were high. Some people stood up from the seat, shouted and cursed hard, and then threw the wrinkled bets in their hands with an indignant look, and even threw them on the smiling faces in front of them. This inevitably caused a riot. If someone drank, it might evolve into another form of after-show program.

Women of different skin colors raised their hands, shook their bodies desperately, lifted their chests and abdomen, trying to make their breasts look taller and taller, and then shouted loudly to the name of the bullfighter, conveying love while also squandering the energy in their bodies.

Some people left the seat quietly, while others remained silent, like the reefs in the waves and the seabirds moving further and further away in the rainstorm.

There was a bull upside down in the middle of the bullfighting ring. The sticky blood had wet the black hair, and then it flowed into the soft sand, seeping into the soil, and diffusing a little bit of mottledness.

A bullfighter draped his blood-red cloak on the bull's corpse, collected his sword, turned around, and happily accepted the audience's cheers and flowers.

Sweat and a faint smell of blood were rippling in the air.

Tang Fang ignored the complex environment on both sides of the aisle and walked straight down the stairs to the nearest seat to the bullfighting ring. Then, in the fear and confusion of many people, he stretched out his hand and grabbed a man who was chewing gum in his mouth and cursing and greeting the female of the bullfighter's family.

No one spoke to remind him, and no one came forward to obstruct him because they dared not.

The butterfly knife in Aros's hand pressed against the neck of a Middle Eastern man with a thick beard. As long as he moved a half inch forward, the sword would cut his carotid artery. Hausen knocked down a thin man and his military boots stepped firmly on the man's chest, as if he was a thousand pounds.

"Friends, sit down and chat?"

A spectator stood up and left, Tang Fang sat down naturally and said with a smile.

His smile was natural. It was not threatening, nor was it friendly, just like the polite greetings when strangers met.

In fact, it has nothing to do with whether he smiles or not. Although Rolei Rodney is just a gangster, he has a very sharp vision and a decent overall view. From the moment he saw Tang Fang, he clearly realized that something could not be left today.

The young man in front of him was even smaller than him and had an ordinary appearance. There was nothing impressive about it. At a high level, he looked like a pebbly on the mudflat, like the stones around him, with smooth edges, matte patterns, and faint marks. However, when you look closely, it was a little different, but the specific part was different. But it could not be described in words. It was a feeling. But Rodney called it smell, a sense of smell of danger.

So, he stopped cursing, slowly slowed down the frequency of chewing gum in his mouth, sat down very cooperatively, and then asked: "Let me do anything. Just don't kill me."

"I never thought about killing someone, at least I never thought about killing you..."

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The bullfighter took the cow ears and oxtails handed over by the staff, took the cheers, picked up the flowers that a girl had thrown away, and left the scene with a very gentlemanly pace.

The bull's body was carried away. It only left a brown mottled spot on the ground where countless sand pits were dug out.

After a brief silence, the host of the event walked into the bullring again and said something to the audience. Then, the entire ring stand was in full bloom. Of course, this did not include Tang Fang, nor did it include Rolei Rodney.

Tang Fang didn't care about what event was next, which handsome bullfighter came on stage, and the content of the celebrating educator.

He stood up and walked towards the aisle. It was very clean in front of him. Aros's butterfly knife had retracted the military boots in the middle. The drunkard at Hausen's feet escaped without a trace.

Rodney followed him closely, and although his face changed from time to time, his steps refused to slow down for a while, just like a yang road in front of him. If you look back, it will turn into a stone statue of Yongzhen Hell.

As an idle person in society without knowledge, technology, and capital, the only thing Rodney can do is his sensitive sense of danger, which is his talent and the capital he relies on for life.

He walked so quickly that he did not notice that Tang Fang suddenly stopped and looked at the bullfighting ring. If a man next to him with fair skin and quiet breath temporarily grabbed him, he would have hit the back of a young man named Tang.

Whether the other party cares or not, this is not a good thing.

So, he glanced at the white man with gratitude and then got a smile.

He asked himself, maybe... what a young man surnamed Tang said would not make things difficult for him, and he was truly reliable.

He felt relieved, and he followed Tang Fang's gaze to the bullfighting ring.

A tall figure slowly walked out of the entrance passage of the bullfighter. He was a black man wearing a bullfighting suit that was not very fit.

This person is very strange and is not a professional bullfighter in the "Clacy" bullfighting venue. Judging from his behavior and slightly frightened expression, he looks like a fledgling novice.

Rodney is very strange. Could it be that he is a newcomer trained in the bullring? He is a little older, and he is a veteran who is poached from other bullrings? But why didn’t he hear the news before? He is a regular visitor to the "Silak" bullring. He should know any changes as soon as possible, and the bullring also relies on newcomers to absorb gambling funds to make profits.

Rowley didn't know that the emcee had just introduced the origin of the black man, and he was talking to Tang Fang at that time.

Unlike his ignorance, Tang Fang was stunned and didn't move for a long time, because the black man was no one else, but Rutherford, who had met once in the lobby of the "Roamer Technology Union" branch in Babylon.

This guy was a businessman with a cleanliness obsessed with yesterday. Why did he transform into a bullfighter in the "Silak" bullfighter today?

Tang Fang was a little puzzled. Of course, this matter had nothing to do with him. No matter whether Rutherford was out of interest or profession, he didn't have the heart to investigate. He paused for a moment and continued to move forward. However, when he walked to the aisle and was about to leave, the trembling sound from the bullpen made him stop again and turned his head to look into the field.

One, two, three... A large group of angry bulls rushed out from the shadows, and the cow's hooves stepped on the sand and splashed with flutters of mud and sand. The roar came from the distance, and invisible earthquake waves fermented under their feet.

The bull's horns are curved and pointed, like a scimitar - a running scimitar, it can also be said to have eyes.

Rutherford had no red cloak or sword, he had only two legs, so he could only run.

Tang Fang was a little confused. He looked at Rutherford, who was running wildly in the bullfighting ring with great energy, and then looked at the chronograph on the huge display screen. He couldn't help rolling his eyes. Rutherford's stature was too high, so high that the human world could no longer tolerate him, so he could only dance with the cow.

Unfortunately, they are not cows, but a group of angry bulls. (To be continued, please search for astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!

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