Qiu Mo, the captain of Kwon Jichi, sat alone on the edge of the charred building, sitting on the outermost fence of the rooftop, with a huge crowd of people hanging in the air and ants at his feet. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

This is the tall building where Qiu Mo and the captain on the Xuanjian side fought, and now it has been blackened by the flying artillery plows, and under the endless blue sky, the huge void and the cold wind in the sky shrouded this desolation.

The confrontation between Captain Qiu Mo and the captain on the side of Xuanjian was, of course, undoubtedly victorious. He deliberately spared the man's life, only to break the main nerve in his right arm, so that even if the latter recovered, it would be difficult for him to remotely override the firearm and snipe the target like he had done at the beginning.

Quan Jichi can't start a war with Xuanjian now, the situation in China is very uncertain, Europe and the Americas are eyeing each other, and it is not appropriate for Asia to continue internal friction in vain.

On the domestic side, the military was a little dissatisfied with the role played by Quan Jichi in Yang Cheng this time and his attitude towards Xuanjian, and now some rumors have spread all over the sky, and they have reached the ears of Captain Qiu Mo, which are nothing more than words such as 'incompetent' and 'stupid', and the captain doesn't bother to pay attention to them.

Quan Jichi didn't say anything, just called and asked about some inconsequential things, and at the end he asked why he did it with the people on the Xuanjian side for no reason. Captain Qiu Mo didn't know how to answer, so he simply didn't say it, he couldn't say that the date was ruined.

Captain Qiu Mo hung up the phone and secretly complained for a long time, you old men don't understand love.

And all of the above is not the reason why Captain Qiu Mo is so annoyed, his face is now miserable, wrinkled like a blooming chrysanthemum. Mr. Qiu Mo, the general person in charge of Quan Jichi Yangcheng, looked down at the bustling crowd a hundred meters away, and bursts of suicidal thoughts came out of his heart:

"Uhh......hh I don't want to live anymore......

My love, my beauty, have all flown away......

I'm going to die alone...... Woohoo......"

It turned out that when Captain Qiu Mo went on a date last time, Xuanjian happened to make trouble on the side, so that Captain Qiu Mo's marriage proposal was stillborn.

After this incident, the woman didn't know whether she had lost her beautiful image in the hearts of men by touching her head and planting it in the soup pot, or whether she really felt insecure with Captain Qiu Mo, so she decisively proposed to break up.

Captain Qiu Mo's life was withered by this incident, and before he knew it, he walked to the edge of the tall building that was still emitting black smoke:

"I don't want to live......"

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This summer, something important is quietly sprouting and brewing.

Rongcheng in Huaguo, a small place with little name, busy streets, low-rise buildings built by the river, villagers walking on the street carrying tofu and/or all kinds of special snacks, shouting from the street to the alley.

A young man of sixteen or seventeen years old with a square head sticks his head out of the alley on the corner of the street, he looks simple and simple, but his smart eyes betray his active mind.

Soon after the young man appeared, he looked left and right, and when there was no one around, he stepped into another alley, and knocked rhythmically three times on the wooden door of a courtyard house that was not good-looking.

Soon after, the door opened, and the young man slid in like a loach, and then the wooden door snapped and merged again.

The young man walked through the flowery courtyard, through the shade and heat of the long summer trees, and finally stopped in front of a modest one-story attic.

"Boss, the matter over there has been settled.

The boss of Puxing doesn't know the current affairs, and he has been killed by the boar. ”

A minute later, the attic door that looked like the young man's residence slowly opened a crack, and in the summer sun, a young man with gray hair turned his head slightly.

"Well done."

As he spoke, his eyes looked at the young man under the attic, and judging from the intonation, the young man's emotions were calm and did not fluctuate. But he soon realized that this attitude was not suitable for His Majesty, so he smiled in hindsight and added:

"Keep up the good work."

The man in the attic is the doppelganger Gintami, who was 'devolved' by the great demon Griffith and left to fend for himself. He learned a lot of skills from the big demon, and inherited some memories of the big demon, plus the start-up capital was sufficient, so he established a secret underground mercenary organization 'Black Mask' in this Rong City.

Because Griffith was born from Xiaodan's flesh and blood, Gintama was still confused about his sense of self-identity in the first few years of its creation.

But after coming out of Griffith's side, as the power of the silver soul continues to strengthen, his personality has gradually become sound. The direct manifestation of this is that the gray hair at the beginning of the manufacture has now turned gray like a child.

It is estimated that after a while, after Gintama's hair turns black, another powerful character with the same ruthlessness as the big demon will be born.

But even with the incomplete body of the big demon clone now, it is natural that the silver soul is mixed up in a small place like Rongcheng.

Because Gintama shoulders the dual task of doing karmic tasks and developing forces, after he came to Rongcheng, he used the resources in his hands to recruit troops, hired some outlaws with good skills, and took some jobs that ordinary mercenaries did not dare to take through the channels of the black market, and then became famous in one fell swoop.

The silver soul with the demon knife and weak water in his hand is completely a big Buddha in the small city of Rongcheng, so doing anything, it has absolute strength finale, and the results are gratifying.

Gintama intends to fight steadily, using Rongcheng, which is relatively easy to develop power, as a base point, radiating outward step by step, buffering, and finally becoming a first-class sphere of influence in China.

This kind of plan actually refers to the opinion of the big demon, but the final decision is still in the hands of Gintama.

After Gintama came to Rongcheng, he set out to do a lot of things, at first he almost did it himself, establishing the dignity and status of the mercenary group, but after a long time, he began to let his men do something.

Anyway, it all seems to be thriving, and now Black Mask is the only underground mercenary group in the surrounding area. At least in the vicinity of Rongcheng, the name of the black mask is still very intimidating to say on some occasions.

On the one hand, the active expansion of power is one thing, and in terms of personnel selection, the entry criteria for the black masks that are now famous are relatively strict.

In the matter of selecting new members to join the group, in fact, it has always been presided over by the head of the group, Gintama, and his selection criteria are very weird, looking at people's facial features, and not looking at people's facial features, selecting those with muscles, and it doesn't seem to value muscles very much, as if he has his own set of vision and opinions.

Fortunately, the head of the Gintama group is definitely not casual, in fact, the thriving growth trend of the black mask today has a lot to do with the team promoted by the head of the silver soul.

Today's black mask mercenary group is similar to a medium-sized company, which has special administrative personnel, logistics personnel, front-line personnel, financial personnel, research teams, decision-making levels, HR, everything, and even like the company's employees, there is a set of effective, concise and meticulous evaluation standards, and the monthly salary is also paid in a timely and effective manner, which is reasonable.

The salary of the black mask is very high in the whole city, although many of the employees in it are murderers who have no skills and only know how to kill and set fires, but the benefits given to the company by the head of the regiment Gintama have never been in shortage.

Of course, if you go out to cut people or something, you can go out in the 'black mask company', and there is a corresponding subsidy according to the security level. Unfortunately, it's not a big deal to be glorious, and you have to be somewhat conscious to do this business, but fortunately, the company has arranged a way back for the families of the sacrificed personnel, so that people can die without worries.

Of course, some of the above are the relaxed human side of the company, in terms of management, the head of the silver soul does not know where to borrow a set of rules and regulations, it is simply more militarized than militarization, every day at a fixed point of drills, orders and prohibitions, what should be done, what should not be done, people often think that they have entered the army, or the kind that does not specialize in special tasks.

Speaking of militarized management, the head of the Silver Soul seems to be really addicted. A few days ago, he didn't know what the relationship was, so he got two coaches over, and I heard that it was the chief instructor of a certain special forces, and he was arrested as soon as he retired.

Martial arts or something, coaches have taught it, this is a popular thing in the black mask 'company', and the monthly performance evaluation of each month is still linked to this.

And there have been some versions of boxing techniques from the head of the silver soul, but not everyone can learn it, it doesn't seem to be suitable for popularization, so far, only fifteen or sixteen lucky people have been broken through countless light cards, and they have been taught by the head of the group.

There is always a reward for hard work, and these guys are all good hands now. It is no problem for one person to hit two or three strong men at close range.

The cultivation of talents can not be achieved in one or two days, so the company is training veterans on the one hand, and human resources are also doing their best to recruit 'talents' with high salaries across the country.

In terms of weapons, what everyone learns the most is knives, guns and sticks, after all, these things, in the small city of Rongcheng, are enough to make them invincible in the world.

But the grapevine is that the company's warehouse actually stores some firearms and ammunition, which can arm many people at once.

There is a gun machine club under the name of the head of the Silver Soul Regiment, which has a national license plate, and it secretly trains the relevant personnel of the company to practice firearms in it.

Of course, there are different opinions on the grapevine, and no one knows whether it is true or not, but the overall atmosphere of the rhetoric still makes people feel rushed and thriving.

A few days ago, there were even rumors that the head of the family was a vampire. Some people swear that on a full moon night, he went out on duty and saw the handsome silhouette of the regiment commander projected on the window in the office with the lights on, gradually changing shape......