After changing into my white equipment, I pushed open the door of the building in front of me. A pungent smell immediately filled my nose. I couldn't help but wrinkle my nose. I secretly muttered to myself that it hadn't changed at all after so many years. They didn't even know to clean up. What a bunch of lazy fellows.
Dazzling sunlight shone in, and curses rose and fell. This was the underground mercenary base of the traitors. A long time ago, I received a mission here and stayed for about a month. When Ran 'er saw my white clothes, a small group of traitors tactfully shut their mouths. It was because the once famous Yue Ye was also dressed like this, and those who dared to challenge Yue Ye's strength had obediently scram back to their hometown to be friends with the 'kind' Death God.
I looked around and realized that there was an old saying,'If there is no tiger in the mountain, the monkey will be king'.”It should have been quite a long time ago. As soon as I stepped into this door, the surroundings should immediately be silent. Looking at the mess around me, I almost wanted to stay behind and supervise the environmental hygiene. It seemed that after not showing up for a few years, these guys should have forgotten about me. Of course, if I wanted to use my previous momentum to suppress them, it would be like a bubble.
Actually, I was wrong this time. Yue Ye's reputation was so great that no one would dare to provoke her, but this was only against those who knew me. The renegades were ninjas who had left the village for some reason and would not be recognized or protected by the original village. The underground mercenary organization released high-risk missions that could not be seen in the light. High-risk missions had a high probability of death behind the huge amount of money. In the long run, only the true elites could survive in the previous missions, which also achieved the goal of changing the organization's blood. Thus, after a few years of cleansing, only a small portion of the traitors who knew me back then knew me. As for the new recruits, they didn't know me either. Of course, they dared to laugh at me without restraint.
Seeing someone come in, four or five ninjas who looked like managers came up to me. The leader crossed his hands and kept changing his hand seals. The rest of the people stared at me nervously. 'You're still so careful.' I secretly praised him. I also extended my hands and interlocked my fingers. I made a hand seal to match the secret signal. "So you are a guest from afar. Please come in.”The leader heaved a sigh of relief and extended his hand to invite me in. This organization was like a platform that provided intelligence and missions for every capable person. There would be different secret codes and handprints for each generation of members and mission completion. From the handprint I made just now, it was made many years ago. To be able to live until now, it goes without saying that he relied on his strength to support himself.
When they saw me forming the hand seal, a few of them clearly sucked in a breath of cold air. It seemed that they had further confirmed my identity. When they saw me looking over, they all smiled awkwardly and quickly warned their companions not to approach me. They really thought I was a monster.
When I arrived at the counter where the mission was issued, I ignored the rebellious ninjas who were lined up like obedient babies. I directly knocked on the counter and said coldly,"Are there any survivors? If you have, come over." The current deacon looks unfamiliar. He probably took up his post after I left. Hearing my call, he frowned." Who are you? I don't know you. Go line up."
"Hmph, be careful, I will tear your mouth apart.”
"Why are you so arrogant? Why are you standing in front? Get lost."
"That's right, you dare to stick your nose in front of my big brother, you're tired of living.”
“…………”
The originally quiet team immediately boiled like a pot of porridge. A small number of people didn't participate. Some of them were people who knew me, and some were just watching quietly. And the one who was shouting at me was a standard hot-blooded rebel with well-developed limbs and an undeveloped brain. Immediately after, a large furry hand rested on my shoulder. A two-meter-tall Shinobu said in a rough voice,"Kid, go home and nurse yourself. If you cause trouble again, I'll beat you up until your mother doesn't recognize you.”My gaze immediately turned cold, and the air was filled with a thick smell of gunpowder. And that reckless fellow was still looking at me arrogantly.
"I'll give you three seconds to let go of your bear paw. Your claws aren't as valuable as a bear's. If I don't like you, I'll beat you up until even the Grim Reaper can't tell your gender.”I looked at him playfully and said elegantly, even though there wasn't a hint of gentleness in my words.
"You're courting death!" That bear grass ninja's face turned red, he picked up the meteor hammer and smashed it at me. Most of the Ninjas at the scene stared with bloodshot eyes, wanting to see the bloody scene of me being dismembered. Only a portion of them looked at the bear-shaped Ninjas with mocking eyes. In their eyes, that guy was no different from a dead man's literary novel.
" Ahhh…" The meteor hammer could no longer smash down on my head. Brother Xiong tried his best but he couldn't move it at all.
"Is this all you have? Then please die." Under the meteor hammer, I used a finger to control its momentum. I raised my head and a cold light flashed. I threw the bitter fruit out and coincidentally inserted it into the counter of the clerk. I floated away, one, two, three!! Xiong Moumou's throat split open, and blood sprayed all over the clerk's face. Then, he covered his throat and fell down with his eyes rolled back. After the attendant finished cleaning up, I turned to look at the clerk." Are you free now?”The traitors lining up around me once again regained their calmness. No one dared to come out and provoke me.
" Yes, that, that mister, you are handsome, elegant, and handsome. You are a talented person. I can tell at a glance that you are the dragon of the human race. When you first came in, I was already impressed by your extraordinary physique. My respect for you is like a beacon in the dark night…"
"Get to the point." I knocked on the table impatiently. Why was it that there was a guy like Bean Oil who bullied the weak and feared the strong everywhere? Why was it that he was so annoyed by flattery?
"Of course, it's my honor to serve you.”……
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