The First Order

In the hands of the Green Wo Group, there is also a superhuman organization called the Cavaliers, but this knight organization is not involved in the competition for resources, what is being searched for more than 100 years.

Then I talked about the mob organization. From the early years only to fight nuclear weapons, the organization program has now quietly changed.

The customers in the pub are old repeaters, so they have heard many stories told by Mr. Story, so when they hear the repeated stories, they will appear to be lacking in happiness, just paying attention to drinking.

Only Ren Xiaosu listened attentively from beginning to end. Some diners next to him couldn’t help but look at him, because the consumption level of the pub is not something that anyone wants to come to. The town has suddenly had a rich face, everyone will always Pay more attention to it.

Only they found out that this small millet sat there to listen to the story alone every day, and did not intend to have any intersection with them. The townspeople in the town gathered secretly, a bureaucrat who had escaped, and soon sat on the mountain.

Ren Xiaosu is here to listen to the story every day, and life is very calm. Until one day, the old mobile phone he brought with him suddenly received a text message: No. 67 barrier, c, the recipient responded.

This text message is very confusing, and Xiao Su has not ignored it. Now he uses this mobile phone as a camera, and is in a fresh period.

Ren Xiaosu used this mobile phone to see a beautiful sunset, and took a shot. When he saw the rich mutton bubble in the pub, he also took a shot. He thought about seeing the six yuan in the future, he could give six yuan to see the photos, let He knows what the legendary mutton bubble looks like.

The shampoo in the pub is not the same as the roadside stall in the market town. It is more expensive and has meat.

After sitting there and picking up the bubbles, the guy in the store will give the guests two pieces of cake, let the guests lick themselves, and the broken the better.

Some people say that if you don’t lick yourself, or you’re not good enough, the chef of the kitchen will sneak into your bowl...

On this day, Ren Xiaosu came to the tavern and suddenly found that Mr. Storytell did not come. He was curious to ask the man in the store: "What about Mr. Book?"

The guy in the store smiled and said: "You are a newcomer who doesn't know. Hey, this old man doesn't come every day, and occasionally he will take a break. This is a good mood."

Ren Xiaosu said that this is not the case. He still waited to listen to the story, so he decisively asked the buddy about Mr. Shuo’s residence, and knocked on the door and shouted that the book had told the story.

The old man also stunned: "Young man, I am talking about the book just to not go to the factory to work, you come here, I suddenly have a feeling of working in the factory when I have not been guilty..."

As the saying goes, Ren Xiaosu is a little embarrassed, but he listens to the old man and sighs: "Before I heard people say that you come every day, I thought you were thinking about my granddaughter. As a result, it seems that you really want to hear the story. Let's talk, what kind of story do you want to hear? Today we don't go to the pub, the story you want to hear, I don't necessarily dare to speak in front of so many people."

The little girl next to her was a little shy and hid in the back room, and Ren Xiaosu was a glimpse. He suddenly found that although the old man was blind, his heart was nothing.

This world is really strange. Some people have no eyes, but they can't see the truth of the matter.

When Ren Xiaosu heard this, he no longer hides himself. He said straight away: "Father, I want to hear the story of Anjing Temple."

Mr. Shuo said with a smile: "That's not something that ordinary people should listen to."

"Do you see me normal?"

"Yes, you are not ordinary, then I will tell you."

The time when Anjing Temple was established was not long, but it was exceptionally mysterious from the very beginning. Its power was not blown out by itself, but in the past few years, there was indeed no task that Anjing Temple could not complete.

Only the best assassin in the world will have the opportunity to join the Anjing Temple. The Anjing Temple will not only release tasks for these assassins, but also protect their safety and convenience.

"In the legend, the Anjing Temple killed a small consortium, the eldest son's biological father, that is the uncle Wang, is this true?" Ren Xiaosu curious.

"It's true," Mr. Shuo nodded with a smile.

"When the task of the Anjing Temple is completed, can it help them to do something of equal value, such as helping find someone?" asked Ren Xiaosu.

“Yes,” Mr. Shuo said with a smile: “You didn’t want to kill, but you want to find someone.”

"If you kill, I can do it myself," Ren Xiaosu said calmly. At this moment, the huge confidence between the words came to life.

But Mr. Shuo is not on the mind, just feeling: "The times are really different."

Ren Xiaosu asked again: "Do you think this Anjing Temple is a good organization or a bad organization? I am not trying to define them, but to help them find people. I have to know that they are not reliable."

Ren Xiaosu is worried that he will entrust Anjing Temple to find someone, but will threaten Wang Fugui's safety.

Mr. Shuo thought about it and said: "The killing of Anjing Temple in the past few years has a clear goal. The murder has always been the reason for the other party's damn, and many of them are the main warring activists of various consortia, but for the important figures of the conservatives. Only the protection missions were taken to help them clear some assassins, but because of the high cost, Anjing Temple rarely took it in person in recent years."

"Do not shoot in person? Who will let it go?" Ren Xiaosu stunned.

“Some of the killers waiting to be selected,” Mr. Shuo said with a smile: “An Jingji had issued a batch of mobile phones a few years ago. It is said that the mobile phone can only send text messages and photos, and send and receive text messages in order to release tasks. After the temple releases the task, it will wait for a reply to see if anyone is willing to pick up and mark the danger level. What level of killer can pick up the task, and the camera function has only one purpose, that is, you take the photo of the body after the task is completed with your mobile phone. The photo will be automatically sent to Anjing Temple."

When Ren Xiaosu heard it, he completely stopped it, mobile phone? ! Only mobile phones that send text messages and photo functions? SMS receiving tasks, also marked grade?

Isn't there one in your own hands?

Just the old man said that after taking a photo, the phone will automatically send the photo to Anjing Temple...

Ren Xiaosu recalled the mutton bubble in his album and suddenly fell into deep meditation.

I am afraid that the people at Anjing Temple have never thought of receiving such photos...

"Haha, it’s amazing," Ren Xiaosu said with a smile.

Father continued: "After completing a series of tasks, you can rise from d to a level before you are eligible to participate in the official selection of Anjing Temple."

Ren Xiaosu suddenly wondered: "How do you know these things, the ordinary people can not tell these stories, how true?"

Mr. Shuo suddenly smiled and said: "How do you think my eyes are stunned?"

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