The First Order

In the hands of this Qinghe Group, there is also a supernatural being organization called Knight, but this Knight organization is also not involved in the contention for resources. It has been looking for something for more than XNUMX years.

Then I talked about the organization of thugs. From the early days of combating nuclear weapons, the organizational program has changed quietly.

The customers in the pub are old repeat customers, so they have heard a lot of stories told by Mr. Shushu, so when they hear the repeated stories, they seem to be lacking in interest and only care about drinking.

Only Ren Xiaosu listened attentively from beginning to end. Some diners beside him couldn’t help but look at him, because the consumption level of the tavern was not for anyone who wanted to come. Suddenly there was a rich man’s face in the market town. Will pay more attention.

It was just that they found that Ren Xiaosu was sitting there every day alone listening to stories and not at all intending to have any encounter with them. The squires in the market town secretly muttered, just a fleeing bureaucrat child, eating the mountains sooner or later.

Ren Xiaosu listened to the story here every day, and life became abnormally calm, until one day he suddenly received a text message on the worn cell phone that he was carrying: barrier 67, c, the reply.

This text message is very puzzling, Ren Xiaosu ignored it, and now he is using the phone as a camera, which is just in its infancy.

Ren Xiaosu used this phone to take a photo when he saw the beautiful sunset, and also took a photo when he saw the rich lamb in the tavern. After thinking about seeing Liuyuan in the future, he could show Liuyuan a photo and let him Know what the legendary mutton stew looks like.

The pao in the pub is not the same as the street stall in the market town. It is more expensive and has meat.

After sitting there and ordering the glutinous rice, the buddies in the shop will give the guests two pieces of cake, and let the mellow themselves, the more broken the better.

Some people say that if you do n’t do it yourself, or if you do n’t do it well enough, the master chef will secretly spit into your bowl …

On this day, Ren Xiaosu came to the tavern and suddenly found that Mr. Storyteller had not come. He asked the man in the shop curiously, “What about Mr. Storyteller?”

The guy in the store said with a smile: “You don’t know if you’re a new guest. Our Old Master isn’t here every day, so I take a break from time to time. It depends on people’s mood.”

Ren Xiaosu said that this would not work. He was still waiting to hear the story, so he asked his man decisively about his place, and knocked on the door to tell him to come and tell the story.

The Old Master also stunned: “young man, I’m doing storytelling because I don’t go to work in the factory. When you came, I suddenly felt like I was working in the factory when I was not blind …”

After saying this, Ren Xiaosu was a little embarrassed, but listened to the Old Master and sighed again: “Before I heard people say that you come every day, I thought you were thinking about my granddaughter, but now it seems that you really want to listen Stories. Say, which story do you want to hear? Today we are not going to the tavern. The story you want to hear, I may not dare to speak in front of those many people. “

The little girl next to her was a little shy and hid in the back room, while Ren Xiaosu was a moment’s jerk. He suddenly found that the Old Master was blind, but his heart was not blind.

This world is really strange. Some people are not blind, but they don’t see the truth.

Ren Xiaosu no longer hid here when he heard this, he bluntly said: “Old Master, I want to hear the story of Anjing Temple.”

Mr. Storybook laughed: “That’s not something an ordinary person should listen to.”

“Do you think I am ordinary?”

“Yes, you are not ordinary, then I will tell you.”

Anjing Temple has not been established for a long time, but it has been exceptionally mysterious since it first appeared. Its strength is not blown out by itself, but over the years, there is indeed no question that Anjing Temple could not complete.

Only the world’s top assassins have the opportunity to join Anjing Temple. Anjing Temple will not only issue quests to these assassins, but also protect their safety and provide convenience.

“In legend, Anjing Temple killed the birth father of a little conglomerate 嫡 eldest son, which is the king Uncle. Is this true?” Ren Xiaosu said curiously.

“It’s true,” Mr. Storybook smiled nodded.

“After completing the Anjing Temple quest, will it be able to help them do something of equal value, such as helping find someone?” Ren Xiaosu asked.

“Yes,” said Mr. Storybook with a smile. “It turns out you don’t want to kill, but you want to find someone.”

“If you kill, I can do it myself,” Ren Xiaosu said calmly, and at this moment, the huge confidence between the words emerged.

But Mr. Storyteller not at all was in his heart, just feeling: “The times are really different.”

Ren Xiaosu asked again: “Do you think this Anjing Temple is a good organization or a bad organization? I don’t mean to define them intentionally, but to help them find someone, I always have to know that they are reliable and unreliable.”

Ren Xiaosu This is because he feared that he entrusted Anjing Temple to find someone, but it would threaten Wang Fugui’s safety.

Mr. Storyteller thought for a while and said, “The killings at Anjing Temple have clear goals over the years. Historically, there have been reasons for each other’s damnness, and many of them are militants of the main factions of various conglomerates. It only takes protection quests to help them clear some assassins, but because of the high cost, Anjing Temple has rarely shot in person in recent years. “

“Don’t do it yourself? Who’s going to let it go?” Ren Xiaosu staggered.

“Some killers waiting to be selected,” said Mr. Storybook with a smile. “Anjing Temple once issued a number of mobile phones a few years ago. It is said that the mobile phone can only send text messages and take photos. The purpose of sending text messages is to post quests. Anjing Temple will wait for a reply after issuing a quest, to see if anyone is willing to answer it, and indicate the level of danger, what level of killer can take what kind of quest, and the purpose of the camera function is only one, that is, you can use the phone to take the quest after it is completed. The body photo will be sent to Anjing Temple automatically. “

Ren Xiaosu was completely frightened when he heard this, cell phone? !! Only mobile phones that can send and receive text messages and photos? Receive SMS in quest, and mark the level?

Don’t you have one in your hand!

Just the Old Master said that after taking a photo, the phone will automatically send the photo to Anjing Temple …

Ren Xiaosu recalled the mutton in his album, and suddenly fell into deep contemplation.

I’m afraid that people in Anjing Temple never thought that they would receive such photos …

“Haha, it’s amazing,” Ren Xiaosu said with a smile.

The Old Master continued: “Complete a series of quests before you can advance from level d to level a and be eligible to participate in the official selection of Anjing Temple.”

Ren Xiaosu suddenly wondered: “Old Master, how do you know these things, ordinary people would not tell these stories to the outside world, what is the truth?”

The storyteller paused with a smile: “How do you think my eyes are blind?”

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