Master: My Disciple Matches The SSR Aizen Template

【Name: Zhou Junshen】

[Matching degree: 11%]

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【Name: Yu Ziwen】

[Matching degree: 6%]

【Name: Li Xue】

[Matching degree: 1%]

【Name: Huang Wenbin】

[Matching degree: 13%]

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This is the first time for Lin Mo to walk through such an area, and the destination is a young man with dyed hair of various colors, earrings, and tattoos.

Above each young man's head, rows of data flowed across his eyes like flowing water.

The higher the rarity of the character template, the harder it is to find matching members.

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Step into this area, the largest nightclub, FX Bar.

Only enter once.

The ear-piercing sound and the DJ blasted right in front of my ears, stimulating Lin Mo's eardrums crazily... The hot atmosphere permeated the entire bar hall.

In front of the card booths and the scattered tables, a dense mass of men and women stood up and swayed to the rhythm.

Neon lights of various colors are constantly flashing...

'Wow! '

Above the bar hall, pieces of paper were scattered like snowflakes!

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Lin Mo stood aside, without much emotion on his face, only frowning slightly, and with a strange look in his eyes, he looked at this group of what he considered to be a scene of "a group of demons dancing wildly".

A little silence.

"Gin wine, with a cold personality and cautious...should not like to appear in this kind of place."

Turn around and walk away.

Walking outside the bar again, when passing through the cracks and corners of this brightly lit building, the footsteps stopped again.

A pair of black and white eyes, fixedly looking towards not far away, four or five gangsters, kicking around a young man in bar overalls.

【Name: Peng Fei】

[Matching degree: 60%]

[Having met the minimum matching standard of the host member, it can be given the 'Gin Wine' template! 】

[Warning: If the matching degree is lower than 80%, it will never be able to achieve a perfect matching degree. Please choose the host carefully. 】

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Lin Mo didn't step forward.

Instead, he looked carefully at the appearance of the boy who was kicked and beaten...

Thin, short-haired, stubborn, with his hands around his head, curled up into a ball...

Lin Mo distills all the characteristics of a boy!

"What are you looking at?! Don't let me go!"

Hanging on a cigarette, the yellow-haired gangster with hostility between his brows cursed at Lin Mo who was not far away, and raised his fist after saying that.

Lin Mo glanced at it, then approached.

A moment's work.

In the corner, the five gangsters all hugged their arms and lay on the ground.

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"Thank... thank you."

Peng Fei, who was thin and wearing bar overalls, followed Lin Mo, bared his teeth, gasped in pain, and thanked him.

"Work here?"

A hoarse voice came from Lin Mo's mouth.

"Um."

"Your age...isn't that old?"

Lin Mo looked at the immaturity between Peng Fei's brows.

"Sixteen years old."

Peng Fei hesitated, and then honestly told the truth.

Lin Mo thinks.

"Sixteen years old? What about the family..."

"My father was seriously ill, and my mother ran away very early."

"No more reading?"

"Um…"

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What a sad fate.

A series of words resounded between the two of them, and Lin Mo wrote down all the relevant characteristics.

Walked to the side of the intersection.

Lin Mo stopped in his tracks, lowered his head slightly, and looked at the stubborn and resolute young man in front of him...

"Go to the hospital and have a look."

Lin Mo took out some money from his pocket and handed it over.

Let's talk.

He waved his hand, and under the street lamp, he walked unhurriedly and disappeared from the young man's sight.

The young man behind him, Peng Fei, tightly pursed his mouth and clutched a few red banknotes. He watched Lin Mo's back that kept going away... At the last moment when he was about to disappear, for some reason, something inexplicably grew in his heart. There is a strong unwillingness!

just like…

Originally, originally... the chance to change fate... is gone!

Taking a deep breath, he staggered after him!

But when I ran to the next intersection, all I saw were deserted and sporadic figures...

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In front of the driver's seat of the black Volkswagen, Lin Mo didn't start the car directly, looking at the quiet intersection in front of the windshield.

Lin Mo didn't have too many emotions in his heart about not choosing the young Peng Fei as a member.

He is not God, and cannot save this world, all existences struggling in the mud...

As for, 'Bring a ray of light to all this despair', it's more of a statement to control the members as the lord.

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"It seems that 'Ginjiu' didn't have a good time when he was a teenager. He had a father or a mother, but it was the same as not having..."

"Personality is firm and stubborn..."

"For this template, the best choice is probably between the ages of sixteen and eighteen."

In front of Lin Mo's eyes, Peng Fei's appearance kept flashing.

half an hour.

Put it in gear, step on the gas pedal...

"A top-notch scavenger from sixteen to eighteen years old, a terrorist killer?"

"It's interesting!"

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Next to the Bund, the top five-star hotel in Zhonghai City, the Waldorf Astoria Hotel.

Standing outside the hotel, looking inside, you can vaguely see the red carpet and the huge crystal chandelier hanging down...

Yang Xiuya, who was wearing a wine-red evening dress, was so cold when facing Lin Mo and other colleagues on weekdays.

She was a little nervous, after taking a deep breath...

Recalling the knowledge I learned in the celebrity class and various advanced etiquette classes... I raised my head little by little, and a perfect smile appeared on my exquisite and beautiful face.

Gently tugging at a corner of the wine-red evening dress, her slender and fair legs were faintly revealed from the slit on one side...

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Yang Xiuya is fond of attending all kinds of gatherings of celebrities and high-class ladies. This night, she spent a lot of money to get an invitation from Waldorf Astoria Hotel's "China Overseas Business Elite and Ladies Party".

She heard that the threshold for this party was very high, and the minimum net worth of the business elites who appeared was above nine figures!

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Think about it.

Stepping slowly, stepping on the red carpet, walked into Waldorf Astoria.

An ordinary passer-by was standing on the side of the road full of traffic, looking into the distance, and saw the bright light of dreams sprinkled on Yang Xiuya's body, and that graceful back disappeared into the golden lobby of the hotel...

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