"Who are you?" said the Sith stopped his work and looked at the two guys who had appeared in front of you silently like ghosts. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

With a black suit and leather shoes, and a straight body, it felt like a movie I had seen in my previous life.

Starring Schwarzenegger, the image of the Terminator.

But at this time, there were two people, with exactly the same facial features without any expression, and the two people in front of them were like two people copied in a mirror.

What makes Sith feel a little puzzled is why these people he has met recently are all wearing suits and leather shoes, aren't they hot?

Combat effectiveness 15.5

The combat strength of the two of them in front of the Sith is also exactly the same.

"We are the enforcers of the Albert Rule. ”

The two said at the same time, then turned to look at each other, and then to the Sith.

It's like a god.

"Rule enforcers, as strange as it sounds, are not difficult to understand. ”

"Since it's the enforcer of the rules, that's good, who made the rules?" asked the Sith rhetorically.

"Mayor Mayor?" said the two in unison.

"Mayor Mare?" Sith heard the term, thinking of the days when he worked in the bar gathering information.

There is very little information about the mayor of the town, it seems that for the mayor of the town, those people in the bar are very taboo, and they don't want to say more, those who can drink lavishly in the bar, in addition to those who are bold and do some kind of shady deals, there are also some disciples of some local forces, who can make them very taboo, and they don't even want to talk about the characters, you can imagine the energy in it.

On the contrary, the local people are more likely to admire and praise their mayor.

Formation of a clear polarization.

"Yes, but before that happens, correct your name. It should be called the mayor of the town. ”

"Okay, but before that, can you show me what you call the rules?"

"Okay, please watch. One of them handed over a piece of white paper, about the size of an A4 paper.

Sith took the blank paper, which was already ready.

Rule: A transcendent person should not show his strength in front of ordinary people.

Rule 2: Transcendents cannot participate in battles between ordinary forces.

Rule 3......

Sith glanced at it at a glance, and was roughly clear about the rules described inside.

"But does this transcendent mean me?" said the Sith, gesturing to himself.

"Yes, a person like you, who has transcended the boundaries of mortals, can be called transcendent. One of them answered Dawsis's question.

"What a cheesy name. At this moment, the Sith also roughly understood that the meaning of this mayor was to maintain a peaceful world and isolate the world of the transcendent from the world of ordinary people.

But is this really possible?

The Sith didn't know either.

For these rules, the Sith didn't feel anything unacceptable, because he never put himself in that high position, and for ordinary people, he still had a heart to communicate.

"Yes. ”

"That's good, trouble, please put your handprint on this piece of paper. ”

"Do you have to go so much trouble stamping my handprint?"

"Yes, this is a necessary process, once you agree to abide by the rules here, then there will be something to be paid for here, such as protecting you, no matter how powerful your enemy is, once here, you will be able to be protected by our mayor. When the man in black said this, the look in his eyes, the respect in his eyes, could not be concealed.

"And such a thing?" said Sith, in amazement.

"Well, more is better than less. So the Sith made his fingerprints on the white paper.

At the moment of printing, Sith felt as if something was peeking at him, and he suddenly felt a tingling feeling in his hair.

"Hmph. At this time, a cold snort sounded in his ears.

The next moment, the tingling sensation on the scalp disappeared without a trace.

"What's going on?"

However, this feeling comes and goes quickly, and the discomfort is only a momentary thing.

"Okay, thank you very much Comrade Sith for your cooperation, if there are any special activities in the future, we will notify you. ”

"Ahh Oh, okay, okay. Please walk slowly. The Sith was still silent in the uncomfortable feeling just now, and he didn't even bother to notice the two men leaving, but instinctively said to them.

It didn't take long for the Sith to come to his senses, but by this time the two men in front of him had already left.

"It's a strange feeling, why do you feel like this?"

"Oops. In a trance, the Sith slammed into a corner of the counter.

"Bell, bell. The crisp sound of impact woke the Sith from his trance.

I saw a round ring on the ground rolling forward, and it didn't take long for the ring to hit the wall and stop.

The Sith picked up the ring.

A very ordinary style of a silver ring, it seems to be a little old, it looks a little blackened, and it does not have the luster that a silver ring should have, maybe it fell on a corner of the counter for some reason, and if it wasn't for the Sith accidental impact, it wouldn't necessarily be knocked out.

The Sith scrutinized it.

Directly activated the antique identification technique, only to see a flash of light in the pupils.

I received such a message in my mind.

The great poet Colin of Luxembourg gave his wife Lena Michelle a promise ring.

Characteristic, put the ring to the high temperature, you can see that the word Lina will appear inside the ring.

"What the hell is this?" said the Sith with some disappointment after receiving the message.

After all, it's just a silver ring, and even if it's a great poet of some kind of, it's probably not worth much.

But it's a little gain, it's a small achievement, after all, you can still harvest a silver ring in a pile of garbage, which is worthy of your hard time.

"Interesting, really funny. Also in the mayor's mansion, which was not far away, the mayor who had been lazy and enjoying his time suddenly opened his eyes, showed a look of interest, and picked up the portrait that had been discarded on the table at random.

The corners of the mouth are slightly raised.

But it's about my success or failure, and it's absolutely impossible for someone to destroy it.

"Did you say?"

A cloud of black smoke slowly floated out from behind the mayor.

The black smoke condensed, and a figure who was eight points similar to the mayor slowly appeared, also with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing an evil smile.

"That's right. The figure condensed from the black smoke made a mechanical, synthesized sound.