"Lincheng."
Qin Ran said indifferently, but 'Lian' was shocked.
The other party who knew Qin Ran before guessed a possibility in an instant.
The sorcerer started looking at Qin Ran with suspicious eyes, and wanted to open his mouth to continue asking several times, but the words came to his mouth, but he couldn't ask.
"Just as you think."
"I will take over Lincheng."
"But I will not manage. Although I already have a manager, I still need an agent—whether it is an individual or an organization."
Qin Ran's tone remained calm, but the witcher's breathing was still rapid.
A city agent.
Even if not the only one!
It is also enough for him to let the funeral home do everything possible to fight for it.
You must know that such agents can be distributed in different funeral agency branches in different cities. will affect the former.
Why is Rasheng Temple so special.
Isn't it because Luosheng Temple has "independence" in Yancheng
If the funeral home also had...
That possible situation appeared in the bottom of my heart, which made 'Lian' impatient, but this witcher did not lose his due calmness.
"Is the agent in your mouth what I understand?"
"Similar to Rashoji?"
He asked again for confirmation.
"Um."
"It's like the Rasho Temple. Even, I can give you freedom far beyond the Rasho Temple. As long as it doesn't touch my bottom line, I won't ask more questions."
After Qin Ran nodded, he added another sentence.
"What do you need us to do?"
Facing Qin Ran's supplement, 'Lian' couldn't bear it anymore.
However, this magician also knows that there is no such thing as a free lunch.
Since Qin Ran offered such generous conditions, it was natural that he and the funeral home should pay enough, or in other words, show enough value.
"I need all the information about Lin Cheng!"
"I need everything to be where it should be before I reach Forest City!"
"Even if it's a piece of grass and a tree!"
"That's mine too!"
"Anyone who wants to touch my things, I hope they can understand what price they will pay!"
Qin Ran said word by word.
Even though 'Lian' knew that what Qin Ran ordered was not an easy one before Qin Ran spoke, but after Qin Ran finished speaking, the witcher realized that it was more difficult than he had imagined.
However, thinking of the 'territory' that really belonged to him, the witcher immediately gritted his teeth.
"Okay, I promise you!"
"I'll arrange it right away!"
With that said, the magician picked up the office phone and dialed one after another.
Qin Ran just sat on the sofa, watching the other party busy, tapping the armrest of the sofa with the fingers of his right hand.
Bang, bang, bang.
Amidst the rhythmic knocking sound, Qin Ran closed his eyes and pondered.
He knew very well that his trip to Lincheng this time would not be easy.
Destruction is always so easy.
Construction is always so difficult.
Just like him at this moment.
Qin Ran is very good at confronting each other in battle, intriguing and deceitful, but Qin Ran knows that he can't manage a city at all.
In fact, let alone a city.
Even if it is an organization with more than a hundred members, he does not have the confidence to manage it.
Qin Ran knew what he was good at.
And he was never a fool who used his inadequacy to collide with the professional field.
Therefore, he needs a manager.
Undertaker!
This organization that has been in contact with and understands naturally entered Qin Ran's eyes.
The semi-official and semi-private nature of the funeral home, as well as its influence in hundreds of cities, all show how suitable such an organization is to be an agent.
Of course, the conditions proposed by Qin Ran are also true.
He is not the kind of idler who knows how to cherish only after knowing the hard work in order to make the other party work hard.
Faced with the so-called people who only know how to cherish after hard work, Kieran will only ignore them.
He didn't have that kind of time to waste with the other party.
From beginning to end, Qin Ran hoped that the funeral home would help him 'stop the loss'!
Because, Qin Ran knew exactly what would happen to the entire forest city when the news of the 'God of Forest City''s fall came back to 'Lin City'.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a mess.
It was about a special event, and Qin Ran would not be careless.
In particular, thinking of the treasures of the 'God of the Forest City', in such chaos, would be looted and lost, even if it hadn't happened yet, just imagining it, Kieran felt short of breath.
As for once it happens
Qin Ran thought it would be the end of the world.
So, even though Qin Ran hoped to appear in Lincheng instantly, he was patiently waiting for 'Lian''s reply at this moment.
Time passed by every minute and every second.
When 'Lian' put down the phone again, the witcher's forehead and face were already covered with sweat.
Half are tired and the other half are excited.
The witcher knew that after today, the whole funeral home would be different.
"Everything is arranged."
"do not worry!"
"Do you need me to arrange a vehicle to Lincheng for you?"
'Lian' asked.
"Need not!"
"I'm faster on my own!"
Qin Ran shook his head and said.
In this regard, the magician will not refute.
Although technology is on the rise.
But the mystery has not waned.
The existence of 'gods' has long been beyond the common sense of ordinary people.
The same is true for those who can slaughter 'gods'.
Any extraordinary things that happen to Kieran are normal for this magician.
"I wish you have a nice trip."
The witcher bowed in salute.
When the other party straightened up, Qin Ran had already disappeared from the sofa, leaving only a voice from the wind.
"I look forward to your performance."
"rest assured!"
"I will not let you down!"
Even though Qin Ran was no longer there, the witcher still bowed and answered.
And when the witcher straightened up, he pushed open the door of the office without hesitation.
"grown ups."
Dicko looked at the office with his eyes while talking.
Obviously to see if Qin Ran is still there.
However, 'Lian' did not give the other party such a free opportunity.
"Dicko, call everyone."
"Let's go to Lincheng."
"three minutes!"
"In three minutes, I hope to see the fully prepared convoy downstairs!"
'Lian' spoke very fast.
"Yes, my lord."
Dicko doesn't know what's going on, but he knows whose orders to obey.
After answering loudly, Dicko acted quickly.
And 'Lian' went straight downstairs.
When the witcher walked out of the stairs, the sun had already risen, but it was full of morning glow.
A piece of red.
Like rolling blood.
more like...
Burning flames.
call!
'Lian' looked at the morning glow in the sky, couldn't help but took a deep breath, and murmured to herself.
"Even if the corpses are everywhere!"
"Even if there are many bones!"
"I have to fight!"
"for"
"… free!"
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