"Chance?" Ling Fei snorted disdainfully and said, "If you want to be imprisoned for the rest of your life by this broken stone mill, I would rather not have this kind of chance!"

"Then if this is a stone mill," the Writing Section said with a mysterious smile, "enough for you to fully control the power ......of the rampage?"

"No, I can master it on my own!" Ling Fei said as if angry, and then pleaded, "You can find a way to help me unravel this,"

Hearing this, the writing department couldn't help but laugh, and explained: "If there is a way to untie it, I will help you when I am in Yinjun Mountain as soon as possible, why wait until now? But ......"

Wen Ke paused for a moment and continued: "I promise you, when the time is ripe, I will take you back to Yinjun Mountain for a trip!"

As he spoke, the Writing Section couldn't help but think of the mysterious cave in the Hidden Monarch Mountain, the giant rabbit camp......

At that time, after using his left hand to break the maple leaf to attack the seal of the cave, the terrifying aura that came from inside always made the writing department feel both palpitating and familiar.

Since then, the Alphabet Department has been very clear that this Yinjun Mountain is far from being as simple as it seems, and it is bound to make another return visit in the future to unveil its mystery.

Listening to the words of the Writing Department, Ling Fei nodded thoughtfully, yes, this shackle-like stone mill was put on by the two old men of Yinjun Mountain, so it is estimated that only the two of them can untie it.

"Okay, don't think too much," the writing department beckoned as he walked outside, "Hongcun's mission is complete, it's time to go and collect the reward, ...... Aren't you hungry?"

Inside the Castle Lord's Mansion......

"So, it's the Oni Clan who attacked the village......" The lord muttered thoughtfully after listening to the Writing Section recount what had happened.

The writing department continued: "That's right, we have also encountered the situation of the ghost clan attacking the cottage in Huangsong Mountain before, and we have long heard that the disaster of the five hundred years of reincarnation on the continent is coming, and this ghost clan frequently attacks the human race, I am afraid that it will be a bad sign, and I hope that the city lord will make plans early." ”

"Hmm......" The city lord frowned, nodded, and replied, "I know, thank you two for bringing back such important information, you are the great benefactor of Fengjin Town, it's really ...... Young and promising. ”

While speaking, the city lord stepped forward, patted the shoulder of the text department and Ling Fei appreciatively, and continued: "But this matter is very important, and I also need to start arranging countermeasures as soon as possible, you can go back, I will not be far away, I will not accompany you." ”

"Uh...... Lord Castle Lord......" The Writing Department said in a somewhat confused voice, "That...... Where do I get the bounty?"

"Bounty, what bounty?"

"That's it...... What a bounty for this mercenary assignment!"

"Oh...... Are you registered?"

“......”

At the gate of the City Lord's Mansion in Fengjin Town, the Writing Section and Ling Fei had gloomy faces, and they sat at the door without saying a word, and suddenly walked past the people and threw a few copper coins in front of the two.

Seeing this, the anger in Ling Fei's heart suddenly came up, and he scolded, carrying the rusty broken sword and was about to fight with someone.

Seeing this, the Writing Section hurriedly stopped it, and by the way, bent down and picked up a few copper coins on the ground......

......

"It's not a loss that the person who can make Fengjin Town into the No. 1 commercial town in Xuefang does have some ability......" The words department had a cold light in his eyes, and he muttered as he sat at the gate of the City Lord's Mansion.

"No, Boss Wen, I'm still not angry......" Ling Fei sulked alone for a long time, and as he spoke, he got up and walked towards the City Lord's Mansion, "I'm going to kill that old bastard!"

The Writing Department pulled Ling Fei back, his face was expressionless, his eyes flashed, and he said coldly: "You calm down first, I already have a way to deal with him." ”

......

The two of them came to the mercenary agency of the City Lord's Mansion, and after seeing it, a waiter stepped forward and asked, "Hello sir, do you need anything?"

"I'm releasing an A-class mission!" the Writing Section said with a professional smirk.

The waiter also had an emotionless professional smirk on his face, and explained with a smile: "Excuse me sir, if you have any needs, you can put them forward first, and then we will have a professional to rate the tasks you posted." ”

Hearing this, the writing department smiled sinisterly, and said mysteriously: "You can rest assured, it must be A-level, hehe......"

As a result, the mercenary agency in the City Lord's Mansion in Fengjin Town had the most nonsense task in history - stealing the City Lord's underwear......

After filling out the task list, the waiter went to find the so-called "professional" for grading, and the writing department watched the waiter leave, and said proudly: "Wait and see the show." ”

"Boss Wen......" Ling Fei asked with some concern, "This kind of task...... What if they don't release it?"

"Don't worry, if you don't release it, let's find someone to denounce them, the mercenary agency maliciously refuses the employer's reasonable request to release the task, and uses the power of public opinion to destroy them!"

It seems that at this time, he has seen a picture, in the near future, the old city lord, in the bleak wind and snow, desperately sitting in front of the city lord's mansion, looking at the mercenary agency after being smashed and looted by everyone, hugging his head and crying......

Thinking of this, the Writing Section smiled and continued: "If it is released...... Hey hey ......"

It seems that at this time, he saw another picture, the old city lord, every day with fear of carrying his pants, carefully hiding everywhere, for fear of being snatched away by a group of people who came out of nowhere.

In the City Lord's Mansion, the mercenaries who came and went and the employers who came to issue tasks looked at these two people who were smiling like big fools inexplicably, and couldn't help but secretly say in their hearts: These two people are sick......

After a while, the waiter came back and informed the two people who were having fun that the task they had issued was set to be Super S-class!

Hearing this, the Writing Department and Ling Fei danced excitedly, originally thinking that if this kind of task was set, it would already be the limit to be set at A-level.

The two of them had planned that even if it was positioned as B-level, it would be acceptable, but they didn't expect that the professionals of this mercenary agency's grading task would be so powerful, and they were directly given to the super S-level!

But then again, it is reasonable to steal the underwear of the city lord of Fengjin Town in Fengjin Town, and position it as a super S-level task, after all, the other party is the boss of this Fengjin Town.

Is it so simple to steal other people's underwear on other people's turf?

At this time, the Writing Department and Ling Fei were very happy, just like the New Year, if they gave them a sound, it was estimated that they would have to dance a square dance in the City Lord's Mansion.

However, happiness begets sorrow......