After Mo Fan got up, the bartender Lisuo cleaned up Mo Fan's remaining cups. He returned to his previous appearance, looking around the bar, wiping the wine glass in his hand.

Mo Fan walked to the door of the task room in three or two steps, only to see that the overall material of this door is silver and white, and there is a bit of copper in it, which should be specially customized, and the combination lock in the middle of the door looks very complicated, with numbers from zero to nine, plus twenty-six letters. There is a very narrow display in the middle, which is supposed to be used to simply indicate the opening and closing of the door.

According to the password on the card, Mo Fan pressed the button, and clicked the confirmation button after all the inputs were completed. The display on the gate showed that the code was correct, and then with the sound of the mechanical start, the gate opened an opening.

Holding the handle, Mo Fan opened the door with force, and as the door opened, Mo Fan found that the gate was more than thirty centimeters thick, and the weight from his hand could judge that the door should be solid.

The mission room is not very spacious, only about a dozen square meters. But the air is not dull, and there is a breeze that makes people feel very comfortable. The lights in the room are bright, except for the wall where the door is entered, there are small wooden frames on the left and right walls, and there are task lists in them, which are mainly about the general information of the mission, such as assassinating someone, the basic information of this person. The innermost wall has a large wooden frame. There are only three task lists posted inside, which should be advanced tasks.

In the middle of the room sat a bewitching woman with no apparent age. She was wearing a long fuchsia cheongsam and half leaning back on a single-seater sofa. A long straight black hair naturally falls down, and it looks particularly lazy on the sofa. The facial features are exquisite, but the painting is very thick. Next to the sofa there is a small cabinet with a bottle of red wine and a goblet with a little red wine.

The woman was half-lying on the sofa, still holding a cigarette stick in her hand, and a cigarette was inserted in the pipe at the front, and she was smoking in small sips.

"Handsome guy, do you take the task?" The woman watched Mo Fan walk into the room, took another puff of cigarette, and said lightly.

"Sort of, I'll take a look. Mo Fan glanced at the woman, his eyes did not linger on the woman, and looked towards the task list on the walls on both sides.

The woman sighed lightly, and secretly said that the handsome young guy who came to receive the task today was a little special when he arrived. She is responsible for task docking in the organization. It's also boring to be in the quest room every day, so she also likes to observe the people who receive the quests.

In the past, although the people who came in also received tasks, more of them would still look at her twice, and even do something to her. Of course, this woman's skills are not simple, and all those who dare to do anything to her have been killed by her. So today, she was very surprised by Mo Fan's reaction.

"This kid doesn't know if it's really innocent or pretending, anyway, it's okay now, teasing him. The woman thought to herself.

"Handsome guy, are you in such a hurry to get the task?Do you want to talk to my sister about other things?" The woman got up from the sofa and walked towards Mo Fan, and when Mo Fan looked back at her, she also threw a wink at Mo Fan.

"No, this sister, I'm not in a hurry to use the money. Don't do more things, where will you get the money to spend? Mo Fan glanced at the woman and then turned back and continued to check the task list to see if he could find the assassination task list about Qi Na.

"Yo, I can't see that the handsome guy is quite diligent. Don't be so angry, sister, my name is Ziyun. Do you need my sister to recommend it to you?" Seeing that Mo Fan never took the bait, the woman suddenly became more interested in Mo Fan, so she reported to her home first.

"No need, Sister Ziyun. I'll see for myself first. My name is Fan Mo, and it's a pleasure to meet you. Mo Fan casually reported a name and continued to check the task list. These task lists looked at Mo Fan's scalp a little numb. Most of the missions were assassinated by wealthy businessmen, and some were assassinated officials. There are also some who assassinate a child who accidentally bumped into a rich businessman's murder, and the mistress of a rich businessman. Anyway, there are all kinds of things, and there is no bottom line.

Mo Fan finished sweeping a wall and didn't see the task about Qi Na. I was about to turn around and look at another wall, but I was blocked by Ziyun. Although Ziyun was wearing high heels, he stood opposite Mo Fan. The height is not low either. At this moment, she put her left hand on her chest, held the cigarette stick in her right hand, took a puff of cigarette, and spit it on Mo Fan's face. But what Mo Fan smelled was not the smell of tobacco, but a floral fragrance, it seems that this Ziyun is not smoking ordinary cigarettes, but made of various flower petals. There should be no nicotine.

"Sister Ziyun, is there anything wrong? I still want to see if there is a suitable task. Mo Fan was looked at by Ziyun and said with some embarrassment.

"Little brother Fan Mo, my sister doesn't think you are here to receive a task, let alone a killer. Tell me why you're here. After some observation, Ziyun felt that there was something wrong with Mo Fan. She didn't ask just about the task, and she was sure that Mo Fan should be the first time to come. The first time someone came to receive the task, it was either a rich kid looking for excitement, or a young white killer who had just left school.

The former is generally very debauched, and will never be as polite as Mo Fan. And the latter is more careful and cautious. Mo Fan didn't have either. Looks polite and polite. But he was not worried or scared at all. As if nothing around him could be dangerous. Such people are either fools or masters. And Mo Fan can see at a glance that he is not a fool, so the answer is naturally obvious.

"Actually, I'm really here to see the mission, I don't have any other ideas, do you believe it or not?" Mo Fan looked at Ziyun with a smile and replied lightly, his tone full of playfulness. Xindao's eyes were too hot, and she could see at a glance that the purpose of his coming was not to receive a task.

"Do you think I'll believe it? Who the hell are you? If you don't say it, don't blame me for being rude. Ziyun frowned, his intuition told him that Mo Fan was not simple, but everyone was wild in their own homes, and if they didn't fight back, they would inevitably be laughed at.

"Sister Ziyun, I am just an ordinary office worker. Although I don't like your organization from the bottom of my heart, I'm not the kind of person who has nothing to do with it. It's just because someone assassinated my friend, so I just wanted to get a little bit of information, and nothing else. Mo Fan looked at Ziyun and no longer hid it. Anyway, everyone else has already seen through it, and it's no fun to hide it anymore.

Mo Fan took out a cigarette from his bag and lit it for himself. Just looked at Ziyun and waited for her answer.

"Hmph, it doesn't matter if you don't say your details, I will naturally be able to find out when I take you down. Although our black-clothed society is not an organization that can be put on the table, it is not something you want to come to, and it is taboo to check the information of the gold owner, and I can't tell you, and finally, I also want to tell you one sentence, that is, the old lady hates people smoking in front of me the most. As soon as Ziyun's words fell, he struck up, raising his right foot straight to Mo Fan's face. Mo Fan smiled bitterly, the secret path was really not so easy.

Mo Fan held a cigarette in his right hand, his feet did not retreat, he could dodge Ziyun's blow, and the jade feet wearing high heels slashed in front of Mo Fan. A fragrant breeze blows on the face.

Seeing that the blow was unsuccessful, Ziyun withdrew his right foot. The left hand clawed towards Mo Fan. This claw contained immense power, grabbing a whirring wind in the air. Mo Fan handed the cigarette to his mouth again, his right hand was empty, and he waved towards the purple cloud like a fan. The seemingly indifferent wave directly slapped Ziyun's left hand away.

Ziyun saw that one of his seven-point claws was randomly slapped away by the other party, and he was suddenly a little frightened in his heart. Dark Dao Mo Fan is really a monster, so young and so powerful, even if it is the first master of the younger generation of the Black Clothes Society, it is dwarfed. Although his figure staggered a little, he still forcibly stabilized his body, held the cigarette stick vertically in his right hand, and stabbed towards Mo Fan.

Mo Fan also sighed helplessly when he was official, he felt that Ziyun was a woman who was quite good-looking, but he had to do it before he could say two sentences, which was really violent. But there was no injustice or hatred, and Mo Fan was not good at heavy-handedness, so he had to spit out the cigarette in his mouth and grab Ziyun's small hand with his left hand. With a slight exertion on his hand, Ziyun's hand hurt, and the cigarette stick also fell to the ground. Ziyun saw that Mo Fan directly grabbed his direct hand, he was a little annoyed and angry, and his left hand turned into a palm and wanted to slap Mo Fan, but he remembered that his left hand was grabbed by Mo Fan again.

Ziyun's hands were caught. Ashamed, he raised his foot and was about to kick towards Mo Fan's lower body.

Mo Fan was also frightened by Ziyun's action, and hurriedly clamped Ziyun's knees with his feet. The posture of the two people looks extremely ambiguous.