I Have a Wolf Sword Saint System

"The name is not clear, the ability level is not low, and the prediction is around C level. The official recommendation is to kill if you can kill. Although the opponent is injured, it is difficult to capture the ability alive. I guess the probability is People in the gray zone."

　　 Gongquan removed all the pictures and images of the damage caused by the opponent's abilities and removed the projection.

　　 "What did you commit?"

　　 Langren asked.

　　 "The assassination of the royal family lord and the ambassador of the faction, fortunately, did not succeed. It should be a radical hand, but there is no evidence."

　　 Oh, provoke the relationship between the two races, no wonder the official doesn't keep any affection.

　　 Langren nodded, patted the team badge on his chest, took Lin Tuming's schedule for today, and left the bar under repeated instructions from the team leader.

　　 Obviously, the staff of other teams also got news, and the expressions of those who went out were not as relaxed as before.

　　 Langren also learned about it later. The so-called black hand is actually the hand placed under the table by the government, specifically dealing with things that cannot be handled on the bright side.

　　 But it's not all dealing with these things. Generally speaking, it is more like a civil order maintenance organization, doing some dirty work occasionally, and most of the time it is acting as a city security guard.

　　 "Assassination..." Langren carried the knife case, looked at the civil request in his hand, probably planned a route, and put the paper away.

　　Civil request is that some ordinary people will apply for assistance from the organization in charge of the area when they encounter some difficult things. Because the door-to-door speed and efficiency are high, such groups are actually quite busy.

　　 If it becomes white, it is a tool man!

　　 Langren also vomited severely at the beginning, and this and the Mafia he knew were not two organizations at all.

　　 He clearly thought that he was a gangster collecting protection fees or something. Who knew that after he came in, he became a practical tool for the general public.

　　 I don’t hate it though.

　　 Langren, because in the quiz when he entered the group, he did a very good job. He was basically assigned to help with the job, so in fact, he was the most idle person in the group.

　　 visited all morning, and at noon, Langren sat in a noodle restaurant.

　　He often comes to this noodle restaurant, so he gets acquainted with the proprietress, who often gives him an egg to eat.

　　 "Are there any conflicts today? Xiao Lang, you have to educate them. It's not a problem to fight frequently."

　　 The lady boss is an elderly aunt. She knows that Langren is working with the wooden box on her back, so she sometimes chats.

　　 "Auntie, today I'm just a substitute, I'm fine, don't worry."

　　 Langren took the noodle bowl with both hands, thanked him, and started his own lunch.

　　 "By the way, have you received Aunt Ping's application upstairs? Her small letters ran away."

　　 Langren knew about this Aunt Ping and Little Letter. Aunt Ping was the only one in the family because her children did not go home all the time. She often brought a big cat to the noodle shop to eat noodles, and she had a good relationship with the boss.

This big cat is not an ordinary cat, because it has experienced the apocalypse. The surviving animals are mostly genetically mutated animals. This letter is a continuation of one of them, because it has four eyes and has a high IQ. , Has the size of a medium-sized dog on earth.

　　 "Ah? Isn't her cat very smart? I remember you said last time that it understands human language and will help Aunt Ping go out shopping?"

　　 "Yeah, that's why I'm only worried if I get lost. Such a clever little guy, it's impossible to get lost. It must be locked up by something bad."

　　 Langren nodded, thinking about it, and there are not many incidents to visit in the afternoon.

　　 "Then I will go up and take a look after I have eaten, but I don't know how to find animals, so I might have to let someone else come tomorrow."

　　. . . . . .

　　 Langren left Aunt Ping’s house with an apologetic look, thinking that he was really not good at these things, so he still had to let a professional come.

　　 After resolving the last neighbor's dispute, Langren walked in the alley with a lollipop given by a child in his mouth. He was considering whether to visit Luo Zeyue in a few days.

　　 Then a familiar figure jumped over the corner of his eyes.

　　 Over the wall?

　　 Langren's foot is a little bit, a step directly on the two-meter-high wall.

　　 Looking at the tabby cat that has run away, Langren squinted his eyes and wondered why Aunt Ping’s big cat had letters in an abandoned alley five kilometers away from home.

But obviously, it is not restricted to freedom. Langren has teased this big cat. In a sense, it already has the IQ of a ten-year-old child, so it is reasonable to find it after five kilometers. For animals, it shouldn't be a big problem.

　　 "There seems to be something wrong..."

　　 Langren jumped off the wall, looked around, followed the trail of the big cat, to the corner where it disappeared.

　　 hid inside?

Langren looked at a dilapidated house behind the corner, and could see that there was no one inside, because the three-story building was full of grass. It looked like a trace of a fire, and there was smoke on the windows. The traces of smoke are black.

　　 But this area is filled with unoccupied houses, so this is not very obtrusive.

　　 Langren pushed open the creaking courtyard door, and found that the road was blocked by weeds, so he had to step on a piece of grass with his feet, stepping out a path little by little. UU reading www. uukánshu. com

　　 "Letters?"

　　 Langren looked at the doorknob carefully and opened the door gently. Fortunately, it was not rusted to death.

　　 pushed open the decaying door and saw it at a glance. The big four-eyed cat was sitting on the stairs, his body was dusty, I don't know how much dust was stuck.

　　 So he said aloud at the door.

　　 "Alphabet, is your grandma looking for you. Let's go?"

　　 Langren asked tentatively, but the big cat was sitting on the steps with his tail sweeping the dust from left to right, except that he didn't move.

　　Ninja Eye!

　　 Langren stared at the four eyes closely, and saw his reflection in the opponent's pupils.

　　 Langren smiled and took off the wooden box behind him.

　　 "I have meatballs you like, do you want to try?"

　　 opened with a click, Langren picked up the long knife that had not been used for a long time, and slowly pulled it out.

　　 jumped up suddenly and pierced the rotten wall with a knife.

　　 The blade of the knife penetrated the end as if it had pierced the tofu.

　　Hu——

　　 Langren held the handles in both hands, pressed hard and directly split the wall, the brick structure was destroyed, and the gravel in the first place was dropped directly.

　　 Langren stood up and looked at the person in front of him.

　　 "If I had some experience, I might have followed your way. It would be a good idea to hide above the door."

　　 The man touched the side of his neck with his hand, and there was blood on his fingers.

　　 He was almost directly assassinated?

"who are you?"

　　 He looked at Langren with some caution, and suddenly his eyes widened, as if he was thinking of something.

　　 Langren has a bad premonition.

　　 "It's you! Traitor Langlin! Are you not dead?"

　　 he exclaimed.