"Isn't it? Is that okay? ”

The waitress was stunned. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

I've never seen such a coincidence to complete a task, and it's an S-level chain mission.

The waitress shook her head, it seems that she really can't judge people by their appearance.....

Hey, when did there be so many demons in Fog City?

She reached out and took out the ES license and handed it to Bai Zhanyi.

Bai Zhanyi took it, glanced at it, and then put it into his backpack.

Gu Yuntian looked at the task reminder and slapped his face: "Everyone, it's time for us to go." ”

Mo Xiaoran took Xia Qiaoling's backpack and provoked the latter to roll his eyes: "Where to go?" ”

Gu Yuntian calmly inspected the equipment: "Go to the first city." ”

Bai Zhanyi: "To join in the fun?" Or go on a killing spree? ”

Gu Yuntian: "Hehe." ”

Bai Zhanyi: "What are you going to do?" ”

Gu Yuntian: "Go find the Archbishop of Light"

Bai Zhanyi: "Aha? What are you looking for him? ”

Mo Xiaoran: "Isn't he dead?" ”

Xia Qiaoling: "Which country are you?" Oh, I almost forgot you were a drug."

Gu Yuntian: "....... Hehe. ”

Gu Yuntian: "When did we crooked the building?" ”

Xia Qiaoling: "Keep going, leave him alone." ”

Gu Yuntian: "The manager reminded us that if we find the archbishop, get the clue of the second stage [Bishop's Praise], and get the support of the archbishop, it will be completed." ”

Mo Xiaoran: "[The Bishop's Praise]? Could it be that the old man wanted to sing us a song? ”

Xia Qiaoling: "You haven't seen anyone yet, how do you know he's an old man?" ”

Bai Zhanyi: "Stop a little, go rest first, and prepare to leave in the evening." ”

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The most chaotic part of Fog City is Sin City.

Every night, the erosive nightlife begins.

With the prosperity of the lights and the ubiquitous transactions, the decadent people come here, looking for this comfort, but they will inadvertently fall into the trap of women, so they fall into the quagmire, and they can't extricate themselves.

Such things happen every night, and every transaction is stained with blood, and looks unclean and filthy.

It was another night like this, and a curly-haired teenager passed through the moaning men and women, and through the arrogant laughter of the ruffians. He glanced back, silver cross studs glittering in the dim light of the streetlights. Then he walked sideways into an alley, and there was a street sign on the side of the alley, and the dark red unknown liquid was solidified on the rusty card, and I had to vaguely see two words:

"Black Street."

The boy walked briskly across the sewage on the ground, and the display screen around him flashed.

He stopped in front of a dilapidated door. However, he didn't knock tentatively on the door, he kicked the door open immediately.

The door "buzzed and echoed" at his feet, and a large chunk sank in.

The boy stepped into the room inside the door, blocking a powerful fist.

He grabbed the hand and threw it against the gray wall.

There was a chuckle in the room.

The young man walked in impatiently and sat directly on the sofa: "Have you had enough fun?" ”

The voice in the room was unexpectedly young, still with a teasing smile: "No~"

The young man crossed his legs and scolded directly: "You are enough with the surname Jane!" Every time you make the same move, why don't you come up with some new tricks? ”

The person in the room was still the same underwhelming tone: "No way, I'm afraid you won't be able to beat ....."

The young man gave him an angry look: "I saw your chess pieces." ”

The people in the room finally relented, a little nervous: "How is it?" ”

The young man's rule of analysis said: "All aspects are comprehensive, and the strain and analysis are also good." It's ......"

The people in the room were curious: "What is it?" ”

The boy laughed strangely and looked at a photo in the corner of the room: "It's really better than blue......"

The people in the room chuckled, grabbed the things around them, and threw them to the young man: "You guys will go on a mission tomorrow, right?" The boy grabbed it, looked at it, and laughed: "Thank you." ”

The people in the room laughed too, and an atmosphere of ill-will permeated the room......