Chapter Seventy-Four: The President of the Clan's Guild!

Wang Jian drove the chariot, and the roaring sound of the chariot made his heart stir slightly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

There are more and more chaotic people in the car, although among ordinary people, there is no shortage of strong people in the quenching period, but most of the strong people on the earth are not military positions, so even if their combat effectiveness has a quenching period, there is no need to go to war.

Wang Jian's journey can be described as peerless. The private cars blocking the road, when they see Wang Jian's chariot, will give way. It's like giving way to ambulances and fire trucks hundreds of years ago, especially at this time, when they need members of the clan to guard the city, and naturally they will give way.

Wang Jian felt a sense of mission.

He held the spear in the chariot, drove with one hand, and then felt the battle intent coming from the barrel of the gun, and a slight heroic feeling appeared in his heart.

Wang Jian was ready to fight, but he didn't expect that when he went to the team union, he would be greeted by a figure he couldn't imagine.

Lao Zhu!

Lao Zhu was on the periphery of the combat union, and saw Wang Jian coming in a chariot, ignoring the flow of people running around him, and quickly arrived outside the car door.

"Hello, Master. This is the first time we've met in such a situation, right?"

Facing Lao Zhu's greeting, Wang Jian was stunned.

He couldn't have imagined that Lao Zhu already knew his true face.

It's normal to think about it, Lao Zhu has helped him remove a lot of traces, how can he not know his identity.

Wang Jian felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, but now that the situation was urgent, he couldn't care about saying much.

"Lao Zhu, I won't pursue the matter of my identity if you know my identity, what do you want to do?" Wang Jian asked Lao Zhu while taking the equipment from the car and putting it on.

Lao Zhu didn't bother him on the side, waiting for Wang Jian to slowly equip himself.

"Master, I actually knew that you were a high school student for a long time, but I didn't want to reveal it. This meeting was also a last resort. Let's put it this way, an old friend of mine from the Clan's Guild who helped me hide your identity, and now this friend needs your help. ”

Lao Zhu looked left and right, and then said softly: "Master, you are a talisman master, except for me and him, not many people in the entire clan union know, I don't think you want to go to the battlefield this time, my friend wants you to make talismans for the clan union in wartime, the price is the same as usual, I don't know if you want to meet him?"

The movements in Wang Jian's hand froze.

He quickly calculated in his heart.

Wang Jian has a fighting intent in his heart, yes, he has even killed the Quenching Period War Clan, but now he also understands his strength, in the real battlefield, he is just an inconsequential soldier, his combat power, put on the frontal battlefield, may die at any time.

In fact, he didn't want to go directly to the battlefield in his heart, if he waited until he was tempered and could maximize his talent and hallucinatory experience, he would have a certain amount of self-preservation confidence when he went to the battlefield.

"Okay, I'll meet your friend and take me there. ”

Wang Jian was already dressed in equipment, with heavy armor and a helmet on his eyes, looking very powerful.

Lao Zhu saw that Wang Jian didn't blame himself for knowing his identity, and then smiled as well. In fact, at this point, Wang Jian should have thought of it when he knew that Lao Zhu helped him conceal his identity, after all, if he didn't even know Wang Jian's true identity, how could he help Wang Jian hide his identity?

followed Lao Zhu into the combat union building, and at the same time, Wang Jian seemed to think of something, and through his brain, he sent a message to several high school student comrades-in-arms who had made an appointment.

Although I was embarrassed, this group of comrades could only go to the battlefield by themselves.

"Master, are you sending a message to your comrades? My friends can help them, and if you want them not to go to the battlefield, it's easy. Lao Zhu saw that Wang Jian was sending a message, and then said flatteringly.

"Oh, your friend has so much energy. Wang Jian was about to send a message with his fingers, and then his heart also turned.

After all, it was a comradeship, and they had also helped Wang Jian, and at the same time, Wang Jian also thought that this was a group of comrades-in-arms who had a good relationship, and he didn't want to lose them.

"Okay, you talk to your friend. Wang Jian nodded.

I saw Lao Zhu hanging up a phone while walking, and after telling Wang Jian and his comrades-in-arms on the phone, he added: "We're coming soon, don't go away." ”

Lao Zhu turned around and was about to say something to Wang Jian, but Wang Jian stopped him before that.

"Okay, Lao Zhu, since you already know that I am a high school student, just call me Wang Jian, I don't mind calling me by any name. ”

"Okay, Wang Jian, let's hurry up, my friend is too busy at this time, the team union needs him to set too many things, we waste a second of him, maybe it will affect the outcome of the war. ”

Hearing Lao Zhu's words, Wang Jian's heart sank, he not only thought of the great energy of this old Zhu's friend, but also felt that the other party valued him.

Although he has been prepared, Lao Zhu's friend is a powerful existence in the team union.

But after he really saw this so-called friend of Lao Zhu, he was still a little stunned.

It turned out that the person who saw him was actually the president of the Tianhe City Branch of the team trade union - Lin Zetian!

As a member of the Tianhe City Team Trade Union, Wang Jian can be said to be extremely familiar with Lin Zetian, and it can even be said that Wang Jian joined the team trade union because of the influence of listening to Lin Zetian's battle story since he was a child.

This is an old man with a gray beard, whose strength is about to exceed the quenching stage and almost reach the innate level of a strong existence.

Seeing a powerful person who he would never have dreamed of being able to see, Wang Jian didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

He understood that his super rune was powerful, but for a strong person who had transcended the quenching period, it shouldn't be too attractive, but now he was able to see Lin Zetian.

"This little friend, I've been waiting for you for a long time, come, the situation is urgent, I need to know your talisman making ability, what is it!"

When Lin Zetian saw Wang Jian, he didn't waste any lips and tongues, and then hurriedly said a word to Wang Jian.

"My talisman ability?"

Wang Jian seemed to have just recovered from the shock, and then his mind flashed.

He understood that his super rune was not what he thought, so unbearable, or rather, the super rune must have a huge effect beyond his imagination.

No matter how big the effect is, if there is no refining speed, it will not have the slightest effect.

Lin Zetian looked at the light spots on the battle push plate in front of him, and moved his fingertips from time to time to conduct the command of the war, but he also had to look at the Wang Jian in the rear.