Cold-blooded, hypocritical, shameless, treacherous...... Wren has gradually become an old yin beep now.

War is a dirty game, and I'm a glamorous player.

If there is any difference between Wren and "Ghost Hand" Marcello, it is that he has a bottom line, at least he will not isolate himself from the human camp.

To some extent, it is also more cherishing of feathers, or more hypocritical, no matter what the world, people are social animals.

What you have may not be a reputation, a prestige or a murderous reputation, but the reputation must not be rotten, and the resume must be clean, at least on the surface.

Unless it's Long Aotian, don't think that a person can unscrupulously expose his cold-blooded and selfish face, others are not fools, and no one will get used to you.

Referring to the earth, people who have been in the bureau and have stains on their files will not necessarily be able to find a better job when they get out of prison in the future, let alone become a big man.

Hypocrisy or the city, a necessary skill for the big guys.

Seeing that Higg agreed to the conditions, and later specially carried the black pot for him, Wren pretended to be sad and said very hypocritically:

"Well, that's the price of growing up, and I've gradually become the kind of person I hated the most when I was a teenager."

Suzanne pouted and glared at him: "Okay, don't make excuses, your heart, dig it out, it's probably black." ”

Garcia also spread his hands: "The boss will still disguise, and the ghost hands who don't pretend are already growing grass." ”

He remembered that this guy Wren actually designed to kill Marcelo in the name of justice, and he couldn't help but laugh.

Wren pursed his lips and said disdainfully, "Do you know why good can triumph over evil?"

Because the 'good guys' can be more despicable and insidious than the bad guys, of course, you can say that they are smart and witty, decisive and brave, but anyway, it's just a different word.

Don't accuse me, why are you still holding my thighs if you really want to be high? Gold coins, isn't it fragrant? ”

Everyone rolled their eyes wildly when they heard this, Wren didn't talk much, waved at the people who were a little confused, opened the door, and walked outside.

The streets of the suburbs were a little deserted, the huge moon rings hung in the sky, and he walked towards the cheating apartment with the shadow of the moon.

A refreshing evening breeze hit, and Wren couldn't help but smile self-deprecatingly.

When I was a child, I felt that I was unique and would become an amazing person, and when I grew up, I would ...... Don't mention it.

He remembered that he had dreamed of being a hero, and even if he failed once, he still joined the Survey Corps when he arrived in the Giant World.

In essence, he was still intoxicated by the lofty ideal of dedication to humanity, and wanted to be a noble, great heroic figure.

And then, again, again, again, again, again, again, there was nothing......

Hum!

Snorted coldly, to be honest, Wren is now very disgusted with his former self, and he kind of understands why Red A hates the young man of the palace so much.

I was naïve and naïve back then, but I really can't see it now.

Wren walked briskly down the lonely street, and in his heart, where he could not perceive, there was a completely independent alien space.

An illusory clock-like pattern shimmered with a myriad of intricate patterns, all dim.

In the dial, there are four diamond-shaped scales on the top, bottom, left and right, and one lights up when Wren designed to kill Marcello.

When he robbed the Marquis of Kuro and created the Thorn Security Company, another one lit up.

As if catching something, the pattern on the clock gradually flickered, and an undetectable fluctuation was heard.

Lines of beating words flow through the void, spanning endless time and space, as if communicating some distant place.

'It's over, if this continues, everybody's going to die. ’

A young man looked desperate that the core of the power plant was about to melt down, an accident that would have claimed many lives.

However, he could not get there by his strength alone, and he prayed in his heart, crying out for a miracle.

Soon, the young man's expression was happy, because a miracle had really happened, and the cold electronic sound echoed in his head.

The price of the miracle was high, it was his life and identity, he still agreed, and in an instant, a powerful force filled his body.

He went to the core alone to dismantle it, and in the end, he managed to save 10,000 residents from the surrounding area.

Then, he lost consciousness, his body was enveloped in a blurry light, and his image gradually began to change.

He turned into a warrior with white hair, a slender body, a dark complexion, and a red coat...... Eventually, everything stands still, as if frozen in this moment.

'Caught the coordinates of the universe and has been located. ’

'The invasion was successful, and the origin of the world has been concealed, and the identity and carrier of the advent have been constructed. ’

'I don't have enough energy to shuttle. ’

'This world will be saved, unfolded in the form of a special mission. ’

Four messages appeared above the dial, cold electronic sounds echoed in the other space, and then, all the patterns on the clock dimmed, and the four strings of words also disappeared.

Only one sentence remained on the clock.

'Quest 1, to be opened. ’

It seems that something is wrong, on the streets of Diramo City, Wren did not hear any prompt sound, and still walked towards the cheating apartment by himself.

If he knew what was going on, he would definitely scold, he had never seen such a cheating golden finger.

It's a pity that he didn't know that he was still humming a little song at the moment, and with a brisk step, he came to the stronghold of the Demon Hunter Association.

Confidently walking into the basement floor, pushing open the Nanmu door, Wren met the landlady.

She changed into a messy explosive hairstyle, crossed Erlang's legs, and a pair of pink slippers on the soles of her feet were very angry.

Seeing Wren come in, Elena's thick lips moved, and she said in a rather loud voice: "Young man, are you going to steal graves and dig graves again."

Is there any good corpse, come out and show my sister. ”

She admired Wren very much, to be precise, the guild higher-ups admired him, and no one had assigned him any tasks so far.

Wren heard the words with a black line and spread his hands: "I'm not so idle, I go to archaeology every day." ”

To some extent, he did fight backwards, after all, Kuro was buried by him, and he dug it out again before he slept cold.

"Young man, you are lucky that the association has given you two years to enjoy the service without having to do anything.

What's the matter? If it's called a wandering warbler, it's free, we don't provide that kind of service. Elena said with a smile.

Rolling his eyes, Wren asked, "I'd like to hire a veteran instructor from the hunting squad to help me train my men." ”

Elena sighed lightly, looked at him carefully, and reminded: "No problem, but it can only be a one-star instructor, and some training is confidential." ”

The hunting squad is one of the association's hole cards, and naturally there are some things that cannot be made public.

"Okay, anyway, I can only afford to play a one-star squad, or an inferior version." Wren muttered.

He continued, "When will the people arrive?" How much does it cost to hire? ”

He didn't want to delay, everything was ready, and he had to recruit people to train immediately.

With a somewhat mocking expression, Elena sneered, "Don't bother, that old pervert of Randy Mac is coming soon, and he has two three-star hunting teams."

You just ask him to borrow someone, the 7th game requires to sweep the defense line once a month, and it is hired at half price, I believe that some people don't mind working part-time to earn some extra money. ”

Randy Mack, the fourth-order [Demon Hunter], is 96 years old this year, and is a native of Faroran.

Wren was surprised, he didn't expect that the person leading the team was actually Randy, he naturally knew this person.

When he joined the association, he drew up a contract and provided half of the promotion resources, which was a special treatment.

"Well, I want to meet him too."