The green of the midsummer night, the clean evening breeze blowing across the river, the swaying waves reflect a dream. Occasionally, something happens, and it is noisy, and it is like a pebble thrown into a lake, only a slight wave, and then it will be calm.

Probably a person's life and death are not a big deal for this Fei Leng Cui. After Ye Yan gave Kenny Hubbard a sum of money, he quietly left, but tonight's video was uploaded to the Internet by countless people, and I don't know how much it will make waves in this peaceful day. In today's information age, there will probably never be any more difficulties in neighboring counties, and it will take more than a month for information to come out.

Although this Fei Leng Cui is so quiet and peaceful, it is located in the main traffic artery and is an ancient cultural city, so it is also different. There are countless hotels where tourists stay, and there are many tourist attractions.

Probably because of the development of commerce, or the legacy of history, or the nature of people, it is natural that this Fei Leng Cui also has a group of people, gathered in a deep street, or located in a certain neighborhood in a grand manner. Not all of these little women are forced to be the greeters of the store, but many of them pursue material things, and in order to realize this desire, they choose to become such a profession that does not sound so elegant and confusing. Most of them have good facial features, like to wear fashionable clothes, paint their nails beautifully, show a snow-white arm, or white little feet, just sit there, hook your soul with all kinds of charms, and after getting a good reward, let you go wild.

They may not be on good terms, but most of them have turned into bubbles. The butterflies that linger in the flowers may not really give up the already delicate flowers for the sake of a wild flower in their spare time. Probably one night, I dreamed of being good again, and gave him my body and mind, and wrapped my hand tightly: after waking up from the dream, I continued to live a gloomy life. After a long time, there is probably only a trace of fantasy left.

This is when a worker shoots her provocative gaze at Ye Yan, Ye Yan's thoughts flashed in his mind. He couldn't help but swallow his saliva, not because he was overwhelmed by the wild flower, but because he didn't know how to break the embarrassment in front of him.

Su Yan's delicate eyebrows rose slightly: "It can be seen that it is quite popular." Whether it's mountain lilies or roadside wildflowers. ”

"This ...... Hehe...... "Ye Yan probably couldn't deal with it, so he had to support himself in an attempt to confuse the past."

This is a small episode when they go back after dinner. Maybe it's going to be another sleepless night.

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If we talk about the most popular social networking platform in China, it should be a broadcast-style Weibo that shares short, real-time information through a follow mechanism. Basically, everyone from junior high school students to various large institutions has a Weibo account. Share life experiences, update current affairs hotspots, etc. In foreign countries, Facebook is the most popular. The creator of Facebook is itself a business myth.

At this time, a video of an Oriental man desperately saving a man from Northern Europe who was shooting from all angles is gradually spreading. The man jumped off the rooftop, and then the Oriental man who also jumped out had saved him in an incredible posture - causing countless netizens to exclaim.

"My God, this mysterious Oriental man is so handsome. It's crazy, he just jumped like that!"

"Legend has it that in the ancient East, everyone knows martial arts, and I'm afraid this is the Oriental martial arts. ”

"Oh, his vigorous skills remind me of Peter Parker in the Avengers some time ago, the little spider is so handsome. He may be the Spider-Man of the East?"

"Maybe we should reflect on it. The crowd that would only shout and shout from below almost made him discover. They think they are right, but the people are from the East. He didn't even show a face. I still remember a Chinese friend of mine telling me that this is the "**" of doing good deeds without leaving a name. ”

An old building with a potato balloon swaying in the night breeze on the outside.

In a room that glows faintly, a middle-aged-looking bearded man sits in front of a computer, and he has just finished watching this video of the rescue. He couldn't believe that this Oriental, who had never met before, but was about to meet, had such good skills. Not only did he pass the test, but he also had such a kind heart and courage.

"It's really amazing!" the bearded man's pale blue eyes sparkled, and he immediately sent a message to the other member, "Yes, I think we are about to have a great member, and if we miss this kind of person, I think it will be a loss for our club." ”

The member with the ID "Jasmine" sent a cute round-faced emoji: "Yes, Victor. I told you earlier that he would be a good member. Courage, wisdom, kindness...... He had almost everything, and if it were true to the texts, he would be a good assassin. ”

Victor's full name is Victor Carpenter, who was almost a member of the first potato community. However, the Potato Society was not originally a school club, but a group of Assassin organizations that believed in ancient legends that could not even be verified, "cultivating the darkness and serving the light", which was one of the purposes of the Potato Society. They are a group of aspiring young people who are committed to contributing to society.

Victor Carpenter is now a detective who deals with some cases, but most of all, he helps a widowed grandmother find her missing white cat, or a lonely grandfather to find his missing puppy. As a result, members of the community also call him an "animal detective".

"Haha, that's what I said. But I always want to stress that even though I have searched through almost the entire library, I have not been able to find the slightest evidence of the existence of the Assassin Order. "Victor Carpenter was full of admiration for the righteous Assassins, but he still didn't talk too much about the Assassins until he could find evidence.

Jasmine sent a frustrated look: "Oh, animal detective. Please don't be so discouraged, I believe they are real, I ...... Oh, forget it, one day I'll find it out myself. ”

Victor Carpenter shrugged his shoulders and took a sip of coffee, today is his stay in the community, the empty room is full of sculptures, in the dark environment, shadows are full of shadows, like ghosts. But he has always been a man who is not afraid of ghosts. They cannot be proven, nor do they exist—illusory things, and there is never anything to be afraid of.

But the legend of the Assassins that circulated in the Middle Ages – which could neither be proven to exist nor to exist – was what fascinated Victor Carpenter in his spare time.

But he had a hunch that perhaps in the near future, it would eventually come to light - perhaps it was frustrating that he had proved that the myths that the Society believed in did not exist.