Before the end of the world, Gao He had already killed people, and after the end of the world, Gao He killed more people, so many that he couldn't remember clearly, and he even dreamed of being killed by someone.

Murderers are always killed.

He understands this truth, so he doesn't fantasize that he can spend his life peacefully.

The only thing I didn't expect was that the cycle of cause and effect would come so quickly, and the people who used to kill people now became the ones who were killed.

However, Gao He didn't want to die yet, he hadn't lived enough, and of course his brother hadn't lived enough.

So Gao He decided to fight for a chance no matter what.

"My lord, since you are already a D-level powerhouse, why bother to have the same knowledge as us, as long as you are willing to be a noble hand, my brothers are willing to be dogs and horses, what you disdain, we can do for you, what you are inconvenient to do, we can also do it for you, of course, I just ask you to let us go, leaving my brothers these two cheap lives." Gao He hunched his body, trying to show his humility.

When he said this, his tone was extremely sincere, so sincere that even the fat tiger who had been with him all the year round was moved.

"Second brother, why are you here, everyone licks blood from the knife, life and death have long been put aside, so why wag your tail and beg for mercy" Then he seemed to figure out something, and saw the fat tiger wave his hand and said: "That's it, that's it, as long as the adults are willing to take my brother's life, my brother will be driven by the adults to go up the knife mountain and down the sea of fire." ”

In between, his expression was extremely funny, first unyielding, then unwilling, and then suddenly turned into disappointment, lamentation and resignation, more like a complete Sichuan opera face.

Zhou Ming shook his head lightly, and said secretly: It's really boring, people who want to die talk so much.

Originally, he wanted to experience the mentality of the superior to play with his prey, but now, he realized how boring, boring, and time-wasting it was.

As he continued walking, the sword was already unsheathed, and the light of the knife was shaking.

A distance of 30 meters passed in an instant.

From the knife to the knife, it is only two seconds.

Then he heard the sound of "Gollum" and "Boom" coming from behind him.

It was the sound of two heads falling to the ground.

Tumbling on the ground, Gao He's two eyes were round, afraid of death, and he couldn't believe that Zhou Ming's shot was so decisive.

"Bang", "bang", and then the two corpses fell to the ground with a bang.

A bamboo house, a person, a pot of tea, a rockery.

This is a woman, a woman dressed in cheongsam-like clothes, born with bright eyes and bright teeth, gentle and supple, graceful figure, and colorful posture.

The high raised collar protrudes her slender neck, which seems to be exposed, and people can't help but want to lift her collar to see what is going on.

The twisted clasp between the two protrusions; In the gap between the two swings, the white legs loomed, and the woman's ten thousand styles swayed endlessly between her tea making and pouring tea.

Such a woman is born anywhere, she will become the focus, she will be chased by thousands of men, and any man who gets her will hold her in the palm of his hand and warm her in his arms, and he will be afraid that she will be unhappy in his heart.

However, it is such a woman, at this time, she is doing what she should not do, or what most men in the world are reluctant to let her do.

She is making tea, making tea, and pouring tea.

Like the maid who served the master to drink tea in ancient China.

But who has the privilege of serving her?

She's waiting for someone, waiting for five people.

In order to greet these five people, she asked people to wipe all the large and small places in the fresh Accord, and in order to ensure that nothing went wrong, she even personally wiped the large and small places in the fresh Accord again.

The only ornament in the Accord, the half-meter-high rockery, has also been wiped several times by her inside and out.

She is the owner of this bamboo secluded house, dreaming of Zhuyou, and people who are familiar with her call her Mrs. Zhuyou.

In the entire starry sky safety zone, there are very few people who have heard of the bamboo retreat, and even fewer people have come to the bamboo retreat. However, anyone who has heard of the bamboo dwelling will have awe and fascination in their hearts.

This is because only D-level and above warriors are entertained.

And who are the five people who can be looked forward to by this Zhuyou lady.

"Da, da, da" footsteps suddenly sounded outside the fresh Accord, getting closer and closer.

Mrs. Zhuyou knew that the person she was waiting for was coming.

When she went out to greet guests, Mrs. Zhuyou's behavior, posture and etiquette were dignified and atmospheric.

The first to walk into this fresh Accord is an old man with a goatee, kind eyebrows, wearing a loose Taoist robe, walking unhurriedly, quite a taste of fairy wind bones.

Behind him was a middle-aged man wearing a military uniform, a country-shaped face, a sturdy body, and a height of about two meters.

And then one person, is a middle-aged man with an inch head, a mediocre appearance, without any characteristics, thrown in the crowd can be instantly submerged in such a middle-aged man, if you have to find out what characteristics there are, it is quiet, quiet surprisingly, a few other people who came in or talked, or smiled, but he was the only one, neither spoke nor smiled, so quietly walked into this fresh Accord.

The penultimate person is a middle-aged man with ancient eyes, and whoever sees him can't help but think of a word: Mr. Bookkeeper.

The last person is a person who is obese, but does not lose his strength, at a glance, the fat body seems to contain earth-shattering power, as if it will burst out anytime and anywhere.

"Xiaozhu, you go out." The old man at the head said something.

Mrs. Zhuyou walked out with a smile and closed the door carefully, her movements were very light and thin, and she didn't dare to make a sound at all, for fear of disturbing the people inside.

Everyone sat down, poured tea, tasted tea, and no one spoke for a while, they were waiting, waiting for this old man with fairy wind and bones to speak.

The old man first sniffed the tea in the cup with his nose, then took a sip and said with a smile: "Good tea, really good tea." ”

Without waiting for everyone to speak, he then said with a solemn face: "A friend sent me a message, saying that the upper echelons of the Federation are going to speed up. ”

Everyone was shocked, and the teacup that was being raised also stayed in the air, motionless.

On the side of a highway in Xiluo Town, King Kong Hu observed the movement in the distance while holding a telescope, and asked his subordinates about the harvest of this trip.

He was very satisfied with the harvest of this trip, and the benefits that a D-class monster could bring should be worth the reward of their mission.

He was thinking about how to celebrate when he went back, and how to reward these brothers who were with him.

"Big brother, I still can't contact the two brothers Gao He and Fat Tiger." A man with a walkie-talkie said with an anxious expression.

It's been a day and a night, and thinking of this, King Kong Tiger suddenly felt a little strange in his heart.

Things seemed to be out of his control.