The morning of Jiu'an was gray.

The exquisite and beautiful girl opened her dark and deep eyes and moved her flexible body.

The long white nightgown wrapped her soft and fragrant white skin, and the large exposed shoulders were naturally covered with black hair. A pair of slender legs with graceful curves like sculptures were slightly closed, and the small and delicate toes curled up slightly with the deep stretch of the body.

Qin Ming stretched comfortably, stood up with satisfaction, opened the curtains, and welcomed some dim light.

"The life of a security guard is over."

Qin Ming looked at the security guard dog tag that had accompanied him for a year with a nostalgic look. The forced smile of the young man in the photo now looked both cute and funny.

Burying it deeply in a shabby and old-fashioned tin box, Qin Ming closed the lid.

Qin Ming had guessed the arrival of the special team as early as the moment he was forcibly pulled into the mirror, but he didn't expect these Shengping people to be so fast.

Whether the little mustache named Gu Junjie was dead or alive after being taken away was a later story. This "accidental" date unexpectedly brought unexpected gains in Jiu'an, the ancient land of China. A dark river that was destined to be tragic was surging.

Not only did she fall into this river with no end in sight, but the people of Jiu'an, the Xia people, and even mankind all waded into this muddy water together.

Qin Ming took out a cracked mobile phone, the broken screen lit up, and a wallpaper of a family of three came into her eyes.

The young and sunny man hugged the woman with a happy smile, and the woman was holding a beautiful girl with pigtails and bright eyes.

This enviable man was the young mustache Gu Junjie.

"Gu Junjie, you should still be alive..."

Qin Ming showed a hint of cold smile, "I saved your life, I think you should also know what to say and what not to say. It's okay, I will find you."

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Jiu'an is still the same Jiu'an, but it seems that some changes have taken place...

"All-staff testing? Are you kidding? I'm going to go outside the wall tomorrow."

"All residents with resident ID cards should take their ID cards to the public security bureaus and municipal governments in Jiu'an for testing?"

"What the hell? Suspected of the spread of an alien virus? Fuck, are you kidding me? Can I turn into an alien creature on the street? If it's true, I'll cut off my buttons!"

Qin Ming wore a thick black windbreaker, his head wrapped in a warm cotton hat, quietly passed by the food stalls in the gathering place, and retracted his indifferent gaze.

When listening to the Jiu'an City Center radio in the morning, Quanmin interrupted an official message.

A two-day national test will be carried out tomorrow, of course only for residents with ID cards. All residents who participated in the test can conduct a small survey at the same time, which involves the screening needs of official professionals.

The whole Jiu'an was boiling. New official professionals? No matter which era or country, official work is very attractive, especially in the chaotic era of disasters. Official work represents the banner of money and power, but this banner is in the hands of a few people who are not only smart but also have potential.

As for its danger?

What a joke, you have survived the catastrophe and are still afraid of this? There are no safe professions in this era... At least official professionals have disability pensions.

All the crowd gathering points that Qin Ming passed by were discussing three issues. One was what kind of bullshit "alienation virus", one was the purpose of the official large-scale test, and the other was what the selection criteria for this new profession were.

"Supernatural power..."

Qin Ming narrowed his eyes and looked at the obscure white light balls hidden in the sparse crowd.

"Are the Shengping people going to develop new super warriors in Jiu'an?"

She smiled, took the pancake from the stunned young male chef of the catering stall, and handed him a new one-yuan coin with a smile.

This time she came out for one thing, a new resident ID card.

Qin Ming took a deep breath, looked at the large, shabby and dirty gathering place in front of him, walked around the smelly alley full of garbage, and walked into the most chaotic place in Jiu'an. It has a particularly unique name - Jiu'an Underground City.

A group of skinny and dirty young beggars with bird nest-like hair showed their dusty faces from the abandoned houses. The older children might be able to find a job to barely survive, and the girls could only

If it wasn't too ugly, you could usually find a way out to survive... but this way out usually leads to hell.

Bullet shells and blood-stained "murder" scenes can be seen everywhere, and two gray gangs are fighting in the alley in an open area...

Qin Ming fired expressionlessly, and the huge mechanical roar of the hand cannon resounded, and a 12.7-caliber bullet grazed the cheek of the malicious man in front of him.

"Stop!"

The man retreated in fear and ran into the alley in a panic.

Qin Ming retracted his weapon and continued to walk deep into the alley. Until he came to a place like a large factory, walked to a hidden back door, and knocked gently on the door.

After a sound, a fierce and strong man with a burly back and a submachine gun opened the door and looked at the beautiful black-haired girl in front of him in surprise.

Then a huge and ferocious arm fiercely grabbed the girl's thin shoulder, and a deep voice came: "Where did you come from, little girl!"

An irresistible force instantly came from his arm. The girl stretched out her arm expressionlessly, and her slender white hand grasped the thick fingers of the strong man and twisted it gently, making the big guy in front of her howl like a wolf.

"I'm looking for someone to do something."

Qin Ming took out a non-mainstream graffiti card, which was a picture of mourning tones. The ferocious skull was densely covered with bullet holes, and the words "Imperial City Arms Wholesale Member" were written on it.

The strong man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and looked at the petite and beautiful girl in front of him in disbelief. After seeing this card, he eased his confusion.

The people who can own this card are nothing more than the ruthless people who live outside and have had many valuable transactions with their club.

Qin Ming did not pursue the man's question and continued to walk deeper, just like a skinny man who weighs less than 100 pounds wants to fight heavyweight boxing. It's a good thing that people didn't throw you out directly.

"Oh my God, what's wrong with this world."

The strong man seemed to have suffered a huge blow. He looked at his dislocated fingers with a pair of dazed eyes and the whole person was depressed...

Qin Ming took the shortest way. At this moment, she was really on a high-rise bridge made of steel bars, and under her feet was the noisy and fanatical Imperial City Club.

Underground black boxing, stolen goods sales, arms trading, special services, "slave" auctions, and even extremely formal study tutoring and book sales, etc....

Qin Ming retracted his gaze, pushed open a separate room, and saw a partner who had dealt with him many times.

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Please collect it, I am humble.

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