Enforcer's Handbook

A real con artist is calm and quiet, and will never panic over the slightest thing.

Song Lan perfectly fits the demeanor of a professional fraudster.

However, for the time being, Rosalie has no plans to change careers from the rebel army to become a member of the telecom fraud gang, so she rejected Lao Xu's offer and said, "Since my identity has been identified, I should go back. If you are interested, you can Come visit us where we are stationed."

Leaving Jinshi Casino, her plan will be completely ruined.

Even if the Brotherhood were slow, they must have added more people by now, and moved the archaeologists to a more secluded place.

She remembered something, and said before going out, "The archaeologist you are looking for may not have been coerced, but went to the brotherhood's territory on his own initiative."

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At the same time, the headquarters of the Brotherhood has become a mess.

The news of Root City was much later than before. When they found something was wrong and sent them to check it out, they found that the Skeleton Gang and the "garbage disposal plant" had been taken over by someone. According to a surviving Skeleton Gang remnant, killing Scarface There are two men in suits and leather shoes who seem to be private detectives.

What's even more coincidental is that these two "private detectives" once appeared in a meeting of the rebels, swaggering around under their noses.

The Brotherhood had never been so shamed and humiliated, and even during the mass siege, no one could tease them like this.

But to the surprise of the high-level people, the leader who always has revenge, actually let them stand still this time, so don't let gossip these days.

This can't help but make the excited executives wonder if the boss is getting old and has become too soft-hearted.

After everyone left, the room returned to silence, and the leader's clenched right fist landed heavily on the table.

He knows the doubts of his subordinates, but the situation is different now.

He is no longer the one who can make decisions.

In return, the other party promised him a brand new future.

After the advent of the new era, the Brotherhood can still exist.

Thinking of this, he walked into the secret door of the room, which was originally his private study, and all important information about the Brotherhood was stored in this secret compartment, but now, in addition to the documents, there are also There is an extra statue.

"I know you're listening."

The leader came to the statue and said in a low voice, "The higher-ups are already dissatisfied with my actions. This is not the brotherhood's style."

"What's fraternity style?"

A neutral voice came from the statue.

"Blood debts are paid in blood, and revenge must be avenged."

If it was the Brotherhood in the past, what they should do now is to issue a reward order to find the two private detectives even if they dig three feet into the ground, instead of calling a group of people here to hold a fruitless meeting, " It will make them think I'm weak, which is not a good sign."

He used to step on a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood to get to his current position. He believed that once the high-level officials were disappointed with him, assassinations against him would follow.

"Even if doing so will bring you perdition?"

"Death?"

The leader sneered, "Don't forget, this is an oasis, where no one can compete with the Brotherhood."

The government army in the oasis can't do it, and neither can the coalition government.

During the duration of the covenant, they nibbled away the country bit by bit, leaving every corner of the oasis branded with the Brotherhood's imprint.

The statue didn't mean to argue, and a projection shone into the lightless rooms.

The projection time was not long, but the leader witnessed the scene of the Brotherhood's demise.

There was no hail of bullets, and no corpses strewn all over the ground.

In the silence, the members of the Brotherhood and everything they created turned to dust over time, turned into flying dust and was blown away by the wind until it merged with the vast desert.

"The closest to your situation is the Morgo family."

"I know them."

The leader's agitated mood calmed down a little.

The Morgo family has a lot of "outside" business, and also has some business dealings with the Brotherhood. This is a truly insane family. Their style runs counter to the coalition government, and they have almost completely preserved the cruelty and cunning of the barbaric period to this day.

The Morgo family is also one of the few cooperation partners who can chat with them.

But suddenly one day, the leader saw the report of the demise of the Morgo family in the newspaper.

On the eve of their demise, the Morgo family gathered a large amount of armaments and manpower in an attempt to launch a large-scale war, but before the outbreak of this war, all the senior members of the Morgo family were assassinated. We were also put together by the Ragus Foundation and were forced to leave the territory of the coalition government.

The leader still remembers the evening when he saw the news, he lay alone in bed for a long time unable to close his eyes.

The sadness of the rabbit's death and the fox's death inevitably came to my heart.

It was also what happened to the Morgo family that made him decide to believe in the future shown to them by the statue.

"Father God is merciful. He promised to change your destiny, provided you follow His will."

"Those two private detectives, who are they?"

"They are the enemies of God the Father and the biggest stumbling block in the new era."

"What are we going to do next?"

"Find Lu Xiang and bring her here, the high priest will show you the trajectory of fate."

After a pause for a while, another voice came from the statue, "We have an artifact hidden in the desert area, trying to get it may bring you good luck."

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Under Rosalie's kind invitation, Song Lan and "Void" still came to the area where the rebel army was stationed.

Rosalie's subordinates stayed away from the urban area and established a magnificent camp in the outer area of ​​the oasis. The specifications of the camp were much higher than those of other rebels. The main reason why the construction progressed smoothly was because they hired Two giant death crabs comparable in size to tall buildings were captured.

"Don't be afraid, they are our companions and don't bite."

After changing her body, Rosalie felt much better. She smiled and said to the "Dead Man's Lotto" program group, "People from the coalition government call them the 'Clock Tower Twins' and offered a reward of 12 million watts. , I really don’t know how they all came up with these weird names.”

In comparison, their names for the two Death Crabs are much more affectionate.

"Big guy, these people are our friends, don't embarrass them."

With a bang, the huge body like a bell tower bent down, carefully sizing them up with dark eyes, as if wanting to engrave Rosalie's friends in his heart.

Song Lan, an old friend of the Death Crab, took a step forward and patted the Death Crab's carapace friendly.

The scene of harmonious coexistence between man and nature is exactly what they advocate.

"Hey, you're not afraid of them?"

This is not the first time that Rosalie has brought her friends back to the camp. Generally speaking, after seeing two adult death crabs, it is considered courageous to stand still and run away. Before that, she had never I've never met someone who treats death crabs like small animals like Song Lan.

On the surface, this person is a law enforcement officer in the 17th district, but behind his back, he may still be hiding a terrible identity.

What surprised her even more was that the Death Crab not only didn't resist, but showed an expression of (o▽)o, as if enjoying Song Lan's touch very much.

This is far from the cold "death crab setting" they usually maintain in the camp.

"Anyone who knows death crabs knows that they are cute and friendly little animals."

"... Where did you hear that?"

William couldn't bear it anymore and asked.

This sounds really far from ordinary people's perception of death crabs, and even from the name "death crabs", it can be judged that they are absolutely not cute and friendly.

He had reason to suspect that the person who told Song Lan about it was probably trying to kill him.

"A very famous naturalist and humanist at the time of the Third War."

"What's his name?"

"Malfurion."

Malfurion?

The members of the "Dead Man's Lotto" program team looked at each other, they thought for a long time, but they couldn't think of any information about this name at all.

However, they also have to admit that they have not conducted in-depth research in natural and humanities.

The concept of man and nature is not popular in 2167. People are always in urban forests, and the original appearance of nature can only be found in books during the Third War.

What it looks like in pictures and composite video is two very different worlds.

"By the way, do you want to experience the special program of the Rebel Army, which can only be enjoyed by a few distinguished guests."

William was full of curiosity about everything he came into contact with recently, "What project?"

This is what they imagined a trip to a neutral country should look like.

"Drive the Death Crab, but be careful not to damage the things in the camp, otherwise even if you are my card friends, you will need to pay compensation."

"Of course I'm interested, but how to drive, oh-oh-"

William's screams were quickly replaced by earth-shattering roars, and the feeling of his soul leaving his body reappeared, but this time, his sight was extremely elevated, and he just moved back a step, the camp's The ground began to shake slightly.

Gradually, panic turned into excitement.

William gradually adapted to the changes in his body. He saw his waving arms—that was a long and sharp sickle. According to the description in the illustrated book, this pair of pliers could easily cut through the bulletproof coating of an armored vehicle.

Everything that came into view became extremely small, and the full moon hidden behind the clouds seemed to be one step closer to him.

It was a wild power that cannot be described in words, but at the same time it brought tears to William's eyes.

At this moment, he couldn't help but recall his childhood dream.

He is a native of District 17, and when he was ignorant, he was dreaming of unrealistic but romantic dreams like everyone else.

Yes, he once wanted to be a Gundam pilot.

But when he grew up, he realized that there is no such profession as a Gundam pilot in this world, and what is on the screen is just the crystallization of people's imagination.

And now, he is experiencing the wonder of being a Gundam pilot in another unique way.

On the other side, "William" walked to Song Lan's side with an excited face, clasped his fists in both hands and bowed back and forth, "God of Harvest, happy to see you!"

They are not familiar with human language and can only express their thoughts through simple words.

God of Harvest?

Rosalie remained calm and kept this title in her heart.

This is also the reason why William was invited to experience driving the Death Crab. She always felt that Song Lan and the Death Crab had a very close relationship, as if they had known each other a long time ago.

After getting along with death crabs for a long time, I know that they are actually a very proud group, and they belong to a cooperative relationship with the rebels. No matter how good the relationship is, they will not put their heads on the ground like just now, and take the initiative to be stroked by others.

After saluting, "William" trotted all the way to one of the wooden houses, and returned with three bottles of mineral water.

"God of Harvest, drink water, mind."

The desert area is dry all year round, and providing water is the highest standard of courtesy for guests.

"Him? The God of Harvest?"

"Nothingness" couldn't believe his ears. At this moment, he was convinced that Song Lan was definitely the number one fraudster in the world. Anyone who knew him well knew that no matter from which point of view, Song Lan was related to Fengshou and life. This kind of noun with the meaning of prosperity is not close to it.

If one had to say it, the God of Deceit and Destruction would be more in line with his style of action.

"Take it, big guys rarely give gifts to others."

This title made Rosalie more and more interested in Song Lan, "We met them when we were marching in the desert, and this is how I communicate with them."

Dominion over the soul not only brings destruction and chaos, she has also developed the ability to allow different races to communicate with each other.

Despite the difficulties, with the joint efforts of the rebels, they let the two death crabs learn to communicate simply.

"They are still a couple who left the group and offered to join us and see the human world with their own eyes, and all of this may be due to you."

"I?"

Song Lan was a little puzzled, but he had never played tricks on any Death Crab couples to run away from home.

"They mentioned your existence—exploring the human world. They listened to the call of the God of Harvest. I thought they were talking about the totem or consciousness of the ethnic group. I didn't expect that the God of Harvest in the legend turned out to be A living human being..."

Speaking of this, Rosalie paused and asked, "You should be human, right?"

"100% pure, pure human without any prosthetics."

"I should have thought earlier that the God of Harvest is a powerful psychic user. You must have found a way to communicate with them through psychic power."

Rosalie couldn't hide her excitement, "I just told a lot about our story, now it's your turn, if you don't mind, can you tell us the story of you becoming the God of Harvest? I'm very interested in it."

"I'm interested too!"

"Nothingness" intervened in the conversation between the two at the right time, "How on earth did you trick them into believing that you are the God of Harvest?"

Little Theater its two hundred and sixty-six:

On a certain day of a certain year, Tuesday, late at night

That night, Guan Lili suffered from insomnia.

Lu Xiang's interview made her feel unable to calm down for a long time.

Especially what the other party mentioned at the end, "Every time he wants to hide from mosquitoes, he will take the initiative to get into my quilt."

This brings up another important question.

And after that?

Can you elaborate?

Guan Lili believes that the audience will be very interested in this topic, because she was immediately excited.

But the wicked Lu Xiang refused.

So for a whole night, Guan Lili felt itchy and unbearable. She lay on the sofa in the living room covered with a quilt, but she couldn't close her eyes at all, because as soon as she closed her eyes, her mind was full of imagination after getting under the quilt.

How can I sleep like this!

Guan Lili lifted the quilt and sat up from the sofa.

She is still a novice in this field, can't these two seniors show her to the world?

Such thoughts hovered in my mind for a long time, until they were interrupted by the sound of mosquitoes.

Guan Lili became vigilant all of a sudden. Lu Xiang mentioned that their house was plagued by mosquitoes every summer. Even Song Lan, the strongest fighter in the coalition government, was helpless against these words.

She has heard that there are certain varieties of mosquitoes in different regions, so the mosquitoes in Song Lan's apartment will be...

All thoughts stopped abruptly.

With the help of moonlight, she saw a figure gliding like a fighter jet, ignoring her, heading straight for the bedroom.

Looking at the body that was obviously much larger than ordinary mosquitoes, a description appeared in her mind:

"Mosquito (resurrection, imprisonment, anti-injury, illusionist)"