Zhang Xuan knew very well that if his order continued, many people would definitely die.

But these people make a living by extortion and collecting black money, and they also sell drugs, kill people without blinking, and they don't have a few good things anyway, and they deserve to die.

Anyway, this group of people was not killed by himself, and Zhang Xuan didn't have much guilt.

His current mentality is as if he is playing a very real game, but so far, Zhang Xuan has not killed anyone with his own hands, so he still thinks that he is a good person.

To kill this group of people is to do the right thing for heaven.

Although this is just a self-hypnosis of an otaku, it can at least allow Zhang Xuan to give the right order at the right time, without being too much of a virgin, let alone dropping the chain at a critical time.

Lin Rin, who received the order, wore his N7 armor and went out in a hurry.

She's going to kill someone.

And Zhang Xuan also left the Russian hotel shortly after she left.

Drive by No. 1 to Allied territory.

On the way, Zhang Xuan received two tasks in an instant, which is the key to Zhang Xuan's strength.

Quests are always the top priority, and in order to destroy the Red Blood Society, Zhang Xuan must receive enough quests and get enough in-game currency.

His current game currency is still too small, especially after buying four sets of N7 armor, the game currency has dropped from more than 850 to more than 650 in an instant.

There was still a hundred and eight thousand miles away from the GEASS that he wanted to exchange for Lelouch.

[Level: Daily Mission]

[Contents: When you come to a new city, what do you want to do the most? Of course, it's food, let's try the city's special food]

This task again, Zhang Xuan remembered that when he first arrived in Myanmar, he had this task and ate a lot of food.

I didn't expect this task to appear again.

[Level: Normal Mission]

[Content: Bancha is a Muay Thai master, will be your good helper, challenge him, defeat him]

When Zhang Xuan saw the ordinary task, he couldn't help but sigh, it was really a timely and rainy task, Zhang Xuan went to visit Bancha this time, just to let him join his command.

I didn't expect ordinary tasks to be so reasonable, and they were just giving themselves game currency.

......

According to the map left by the intelligence experts, One-One drove to the Allied street quickly, but what he didn't expect was that when he drove into the street, he was instantly surrounded.

Soldiers in Confederate uniforms rushed up from all directions, surrounded the cars, took aim at the cars with assault rifles in their hands, and could fire at any time.

Number One was stunned.

He didn't think the group was welcoming him.

"Boss, this ......"

Zhang Xuan slapped his forehead, and suddenly remembered that the car he drove was the truck he took from the Free Army yesterday, that is to say, this truck was the property of the Free Army.

No. 1 drove the Free Army van into the territory of the Confederates, and it was strange that the other party did not surround it.

"Don't shoot, we're not from the Free Army. ”

Zhang Xuan roared loudly, opened the car door, jumped out of it, walked in front of the soldiers, and said, "Which of you is the leader here." ”

"It's me. "A man in a military uniform walked out, about the same height as Zhang Xuan, but with very developed muscles, dark skin, and tanned by long-term exposure to the sun.

"Who are you?"

"We are outsiders, and this car was the one we took from the Free Army last night. Zhang Xuan explained.

This matter has obviously spread among many forces in Roanapura, otherwise Jiang Xiaoyu would not have come to the door neatly this morning.

"Is that you?" the man looked at Zhang Xuan in surprise, with a hint of a smile on his face.

Their allies and the Free Army are incompatible, and since Zhang Xuan has killed so many people in the Free Army, he must be an enemy of the Free Army, even if he is not his own companion, they are quite welcome.

"Put down the gun, not the enemy. ”

Under the man's command, the other soldiers lowered their assault rifles one after another.

"Is there anything you have to do with our allies?"

"I would like to ask to see Master Bancha. Zhang Xuan said politely.

The man frowned slightly, but did not refuse, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll wait for you to go." ”

No. 1 stepped out of the car and stood behind Zhang Xuan.

The Confederates ruled the street, called Confederate Street, which was 147 meters long and had hundreds of merchants, most of whom lived by the Allied army's snort.

In the middle of this street is Master Bancha's Muay Thai gym.

Walking on the road, the man said, "Your armor looks beautiful, where did you buy it?" ”

Although Zhang Xuan's N7 armor is pure black, the lines are smooth, which is very in line with the human body, and it looks like he is wearing a close-fitting black dress from a distance.

Beautiful, and rightfully so.

Although in the eyes of many, such armor is iron-clad and too brittle, and a single bullet can penetrate it, in reality it is completely different.

"My armor is custom-made. Zhang Xuan patted his armor and made a muffled sound instead of the sound of steel clashing, which made the man suspect that this armor was not a special alloy at all.

Aside from being cool and pretty, it doesn't seem to be of much use.

Anyway, in his opinion, such armor is not defensive, and a shuttle of bullets can turn him into a hornet's nest.

So the man nodded, not paying attention to the dress.

"This is it, this is Master Pancha's Muay Thai gym. After the man took Zhang Xuan upstairs, he stopped at the entrance of the second floor.

On the wall next to the entrance are written in Chinese, Thai, and Burmese for Muay Thai gym.

After Zhang Xuan and his entourage walked in, they found that this Muay Thai gym was not as luxurious as they imagined.

On the contrary, the dress up here is very shabby.

Except for the sandy beach used to practice Muay Thai, wooden stakes, there was nothing, empty, not even a weapon rack.

Because it was already noon, there were no students in the hall, only a middle-aged man with short haircuts.

The man was dressed in a yellow monk's robe with a strip of bright yellow cloth tied around his waist, dressed as a Thai monk.

The monks of Thailand and the monks of the new country are actually different, which can be seen from the dress, and the monk's robe is obviously not the same style.

When the man who walked in with Zhang Xuan saw the middle-aged monk, he immediately walked over, folded his hands, and said, "Teacher!"

It turned out that he was also a disciple of Master Bancha.