Universal job change: Is it normal for me to kill a god as a support person?

"I look at his breath, it's for the C-rank," the white-haired old man sitting next to him replied quietly, "But the information shows that he was only E-level before, which shows that he is a rare [promoter], and he can be considered a genius if he can advance in constant battles." "

Genius?" Zhang Wuhu was a little unhappy with the old man using this word to describe Jiang Ye.

He had never been called a genius by his teachers.

"But," the white-haired old man continued, "I categorically disbelieve you when you say that he can escape your pursuit with a few people.

"Teacher, what I said is absolutely true!" Zhang Wuhu argued, "Don't underestimate him, although he is a C-level rune master, I think the runes that can be released are at least B-level powerful, and what makes me feel most strange is that he can actually refine runes on the way to escape!" The

white-haired old man stroked his beard, tilted his head, and was a little puzzled: "What did you say?" "

Teacher, Jiang Ye, he can refine runes on the way to escape, and when others throw materials to him, he casually writes spirit patterns and refines new runes, and each one is good."

The white-haired old man stared at Jiang Ye's shop door, motionless, unable to see what he was thinking.

After a moment, he suddenly said: "Wu Hu, you never deceive as a master, and believe in you for your master, but you must know that an [S-rank formation mage] who is known by the division is also categorically unable to place the formation on the march, although the drawing talisman is different from the formation, but the two are the same, both require an absolutely quiet environment and a strong grasp of spiritual power. Just go down and see, you don't need to follow.

"Yes." Zhang Wuhu breathed a sigh of relief.

His failure in this mission is to be held accountable by the family, and no matter how he explains the existence of this variable in Jiang Ye, no one believes him except Master.

The butler opened the car door, and the white-haired old man got out of the car and walked straight to the Great Rune Shop.

Mighty Rune Shop.

Jiang Ye, who was writing the word "big", suddenly felt a trace of abnormality.

He stopped his hand, turned his head, and saw an old man in white with a childlike appearance outside the glass door.

The old man was tall and tall, with white hair, a crane-patterned shirt on the top, loose practice pants on the bottom, and a faint smile on his face, beckoning to Jiang Ye.

Jiang Ye stood up and subconsciously put a fresh [Spike Trap Talisman] in his trouser pocket and found a release position.

"Here it comes!"

After Eno walked to the front desk, he said, "Guests, please come in!" The

old man smiled, did not push the door with his hand, the invisible internal qi pushed, and the glass door opened automatically.

Eno's pupils shrank.

He felt right!

This old man is a character.

"When the little boss saw me, the old man didn't greet him, which was a bit rude." The old man walked with a light smile, casually scanning the runes displayed in the store.

I don't know why, every step the old man took, Jiang Ye's heartbeat accelerated by a minute, and the strong uneasiness was like a big hand pinching his head.

Jiang Ye still didn't move behind the stage, picked up his mobile phone, muted it, and dialed Zhou Weiyuan's number.

The white-haired old man walked in front of Jiang Ye, did not show anything unusual, looked at Jiang Ye's eyes indifferently, and said: "Little boss, these are all E-grade runes, are there D-level runes?" "

Yes." Eno said.

"Oh?" The white-haired old man asked again, "What about the C-grade ones?" "

Yes." Eno's expression was calm.

The white-haired old man did not see the panic in Jiang Ye's eyes, he was silent, and his smile converged: "What about the B-grade one?" "

Yes."

"What about A-grade?"

"Yes."

"

Are you kidding me?" The white-haired old man's smile completely disappeared.

Rumble!

The strong wind spread, and the wooden frame trembled.

Jiang Ye smiled: "There really is." "

Take it out!" The old man's eyes were cold and angry, and his indifferent temperament disappeared!

None of the juniors who spoke to him were not led away, but the teenager in front of him was an exception.

The A-class powerhouse felt disrespected, and the consequences were serious.

"Sorry, the small shop doesn't sell it!" Jiang Ye pointed behind the old man, "Don't sell to the Otsuki Group." The

old man turned around.

The half-cut body of the black car was exposed, and behind the window, was Zhang Wuhu's unkind gaze.

"Since you know that I am from the Otsuki Group, you are still so arrogant and frivolous?" The old man looked at Jiang Ye again, his eyebrows, and the white cloud-like mark shimmered.

"A-level professional, Yun Fengtian."

"Occupation: Cloud Guest."

"Level: Level 62."

"Positioning, assassin-type warrior."

"Skill: Sky Cloud Crack: Range type skill, clouds fall in the sky, comparable to meteorites; Breaking the clouds and slashing the dark star: When the clouds open, the black star shines, the stars appear, and the heads fall. "

Hehe," Jiang Ye smiled faintly in Yun Fengtian's shocked expression, "Weakness, there is a penetrating wound in the right lung, and I am afraid of water element attacks, and I am also afraid of dust attacks." Yun

Fengtian stared at Jiang Ye deadly.

"Am I right? Mr. Yun? Eno asked defiantly.

Bang!

Yun Fengtian's right hand suddenly raised, and Jiang Ye couldn't even see his movement of raising his hand.

At the same time, in the small shop, the wind is blowing!

"What for!?"

An angry scold.

Yun Fengtian's hand was still an inch away from Jiang Ye's head.

Jiang Ye's expression remained unchanged, and his eyes were slightly cold.

Zhou Weiyuan was dressed in the official uniform of the Night Patrol Department, with a third-class merit medal pinned to his chest, and his voice was fierce: "Mr. Yun, private fights between professionals are strictly prohibited in the urban area!" Yun

Fengtian glanced at Jiang Ye, the surging killing intent in his eyes subsided, turned around, and faced Zhou Weiyuan with an indifferent expression: "Zhou Weiyuan? Little Deputy Director, this is your gesture of speaking to an A-level professional?!

"In front of public affairs, everyone is equal!" Zhou Weiyuan did not back down, "Besides, this is my direct jurisdiction!"

"Be bold!" Zhang Wuhu's butler also walked out of the car, stood behind Zhou Weiyuan, and shouted angrily, "Dare to talk to Old Mr. Yun like this!" Saying

that, he actually wanted to step forward and do it.

"You dare!" Li Lei ran over breathlessly, and when he saw this, he pulled out the saber on his waist and blocked it.

"Mr. Yun!" Zhou Weiyuan deliberately amplified his voice, "This is not the Dayue Group, it's a residential area!" After

Yun Fengtian put his hands down, he did not answer Zhou Weiyuan's words, nor did he glance at Zhou Weiyuan, and walked out indifferently.

When he walked to the black car, Yun Fengtian suddenly turned his back to Zhou Weiyuan and said.

"Zhou Weiyuan, you are not qualified to be the deputy director in a C-level profession."

"Cherish your last time in office."

The voice fell, and he sat in the car.

The butler followed suit.

The black car started and disappeared from view.

Cold sweat suddenly broke out on Zhou Weiyuan's forehead, and he seemed to have lost all his strength and almost fell to the ground.

Jiang Ye and Li Lei hurriedly held on.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing? That's an A-level professional, who can pinch you and me to death with one finger. Zhou Weiyuan waved his hand, his face a little pale, "Pour me some water."

"Okay!"

Eno respectfully served the water.

Zhou Weiyuan drank a large cup, sat on the chair, and glared at Jiang Ye: "Stinky boy, why are you so hard?!" "