Putting down the empty wooden tea cup in his hand, after Wen Jing refilled another cup for him, Mu Yingli smiled a little like a fox.
"Uncle Mu. As a warrior, although I have not reached the state of ignorance, it is still very gratifying to have the opportunity to meet opponents who can compete. What's more, who told them to have a relationship with people who shouldn't be in contact with? connection."
Wen Jing was used to a serious tone, but also gave a positive answer to Muyingli's question.
And six hours after the private conversation in this private place. The two ancient associations that have been passed down in Japan to this day have suffered the catastrophe since their inception.
Under the headline of the newspaper the next day, under the headline, there was a statement that the head of Xiaoyihege Zhushe Heguangcun Guild Hall took the blame and resigned and closed the clubhouse. As for the reason, neither of the two persons in charge is willing to reveal a word. It's just that afterwards, there are some rumors circulating in Japan that may allow people to guess this obscure change.
According to an unnamed tabloid newspaper, a reporter from the Pebble Squad reported that they received gossip that day they took the opportunity to sneak into one of the clubs and witnessed the appearance of the mysterious woman in black. As for this, no matter how the listener asks, the puppie reporter who was asked is not willing to reveal a word. Just repeating: "This is really terrible. It's terrible. Such a speed is not something people can do." And the person in charge of this club is said to have tried his best to resist at that time, even in When I received a formal challenge before, I also had expectations and longing for being a warrior.
Rumours are rumours after all, and even people at the time were reluctant to mention the facts. After Muyingli and Wenjing each completed their final goals that day, at the headquarters of Kagemusha, Muyingli asked Wen Jing about what happened to him because he was dissatisfied with this goal. Wen Jing's answer was simple: "There are too many people in this world who have exaggerated. And there are too many people in this world. Most people live under the word'helpless'."
At the same time, at the same time that Nanshi and the Japanese dark circles were fighting fiercely, inside the headquarters of the Assassin Corps. Ken was flipping through the recent assassination schedule submitted by his subordinates.
"Master Ken, the assassination plan recently hired by the Assassin Corps has been compiled into a book."
Ken officially entered the Assassin Corps, and today is just the twentieth day. Within twenty days, the Assassin Army’s business was obviously more than in the past twenty years. There is an exaggeration in this statement, but the exaggeration is definitely not serious.
In those days, Ren Yaoxuan made an assertion against the assassin legion's assassins who had a growing appetite. Just like treating a dude, or like treating his own dog, he will give him whatever he wants. When he has a big appetite, then withdraw all the offerings, then he will have only one fate, which is Starved to death alive. In the past twenty days, Ken actually only did two things, rectifying the Assassin Legion, and then suspending all the Assassin Legion's business after the reorganization, and directed the spearhead completely at the upper-middle level killers in Thomas Lucifer's Legion.
The specific method of rectification is very simple. Assassins whose appetites have been very tricky, they collectively surrendered on the seventh day when Ken ordered to stop the supply. Not only that, this rectification eliminated almost all the ills in the Assassin Legion. Humans are such strange animals. When they are strong, they can be stronger than anything else. When they are weak, they can be pinched to death by raising their hands. The assassins who have experienced the pain after the ration supply is cut off, get rid of all the "problems" such as arrogance and inferiority. Now they are just the most loyal lackey of Ken's. For the meat and bones rewarded by the owner, let them bite whoever bites.
Twenty days of battle reports have been fruitful. When he saw the list of successful assassinations, Ken himself couldn't help but admire the assassins like his men. It seems that this time I really have to report to the boss and provide them with the most cutting-edge assassination weapons, which is really a damn good value for money!
France, a country known for its romantic luxury. French, a special race known for romantic craziness. France, a country that is so beautiful and so rich that it is "confusing" whether it has been specially blessed by God, is more prominent with the sunshine coast of southern France and the wines nurtured by the sunshine in southern France. In the south, in the plateau region where the Albers Mountains overlap with its borders, a magnificent ancient castle has been entrenched since the Middle Ages.
It seems that the castle is a symbol of the Middle Ages, regardless of European countries have such a symbol of towering. The only thing in common is that the owner of the castle will always only be owned by those with noble European blood. Just like this one, its owner is the Lynt family, the oldest and most noble family of the French nation. In the age of knights and swords, the Lion family relied on their courageous strategies to manage the highlands of southern France granted by the emperor and maintain peace between the countries bordering southern France. The honor of the hereditary duke is awarded to the Lion family by the Bourbon dynasty, one of the few highest honors in the country. Wearing this crown, which symbolizes the trust of the king and the wealth and rights, the honor of the Lion family has lasted for hundreds of years. Even today, the Lynt family still has a pivotal position in France and even in Europe, and the ability to reach the world. Over the centuries, this huge tree remained untouched, and its root system had already unknowingly expanded to Europe and even the rest of the world. To this day, no authoritative expert can accurately predict the power of this ancient family. They believe in the low-key family ancestors to keep them hidden for a long time, and only a few members of the family act as diplomats for the entire family. And it is these people in the middle and lower ranks of the family whose strength has already affected the ups and downs of their respective fields.
In July, the sky over the southern plateau is blue and high. The gentle mountain breeze caressed the grass and trees on the plateau. The ancient giant castle is located in the mountains and forests. Under the lush greenery, the iron-grey exterior wall of the castle, the wide and turbulent moat, the towering castellated towers, and the squatting beasts around the castle all show the masterful identity of the castle owner.
"My dear nephew, don’t wait for a few days. In addition to missing me, I have been thinking about whether you have done anything meaningful for so long. You know, abandoning time is not something a nobleman should do. thing."
The gray-haired and energetic old man is showing his concern with a smile on his face. If you ignore the gloom in the old man’s eagle-eyed eyes, his remarks are indeed an elder who cares about the younger generation. .
Thomas was not even interested in the arrival of the old Soros. At this moment, the hero was immersed in his irritable mood. Yes, it is indeed the weird mood of surprise hidden in the irritability. The news of effective economic warfare at the beginning of the economic war did not bring much joy to Thomas, and Yuwen Wushuang guessed that it was good. For him, the pale digital victory was so boring and boring that he couldn't arouse the slightest attention. Then came the successive blows and frustrations encountered by the dark world, but Thomas's calm and unwavering inner world stirred up a thousand waves.
"Recently, I have started to remember my boyhood. I don't know if this is a sign of aging. It seems that since then, I have been changing killer trainers frequently..." I didn't care too much about my uncle's side attack. Knock, Thomas suddenly felt like a memory, and began to think of his previous things.
Soros nodded silently, did not speak, listening to the memories of his nephew. However, in his opinion, it is also a good thing to know how to remember. Only those who know how to remember will reflect on whether they have done something wrong before.
"I remember it started when I was seven and ended when I was twenty-three. I have changed 181 killer trainers. As for the reason, I paid them a high salary at the same time. I solemnly warned them that their salary can be doubled by ten times every year. This kind of employment relationship will continue forever if there is no accident. There are only two possible "sex" terminations, outside of the killer training class. Uchi: Either I was killed by them, or I killed them. The first killer trainer, I still clearly remember, was the Czech Republic who was fourth in the European killer list at that time. He was the one who killed me. The enlightenment education of the course was also killed by me personally on the 3240th day of his teaching. I was only 16 years old that year, and the Czech Republic was also the teacher who had educated me for the longest time."
Thomas' indifferent and ruthless voice "reverberates" in the vast and luxurious living room. Guangmo, it is indeed a bit exaggerated to use this term to describe the room where the talker is located, but if you can be immersive, you will understand that apart from using such an adjective, I really can't find other more appropriate words.
In the empty living room, a set of camel "color" and "plus" plush cushion backrests, white walnut base, and gold "color" metal edging huge gorgeous sofas, plan the center of the entire living room. In the surroundings, apart from the nine-story crystal chandelier hanging above the roof and the fresco reliefs of the Renaissance masters on the ceiling, the whole room does not have many eye-catching places. Thomas sat on a sofa facing the carved French windows. The thick, half-covered velvet curtain casts a large shadow on his face. To Soros, who has just stepped into the gloomy room under the abundant sunshine in southern France, Thomas is just a vague shadow. What he said just now did not entrain any personal feelings, and was so plain as to describe the boring life of unrelated people.
A scornful smile passed through Soros' eyes: "The New Testament of the Bible? The Gospel of Matthew said that the Lord entrusted his holy brilliance to the sun god Apollo, shining on the world regardless of relatives. Lambs when you are bathed in the holy sunshine, the Lord will generously forgive the darkness and sins in your heart. My dear nephew, the sunshine in southern France is a holy thing given to the French people by God. On such a sunny day , How can we keep the sunlight out of the window."
Speaking carelessly, just as Old Soros stopped in front of the huge window, the next moment he was about to open the curtains. Thomas, who was silent as a statue, moved. No one can see clearly how ghostly the person more than ten meters away from the window stopped Soros from opening the curtain. Everything is like the lens switching process in a movie. Thomas' face was magnified before his eyes, and Soros could even see the violence in the eyes of his dear nephew.