"Young man, your name is Su Mu?" The old man was wearing a plain overalls shirt, with a goatee, and his hands behind his back looked like a master, looking at Su Mu with a smile, and asked gently.

Su Mu rolled his eyes in his heart, he had already guessed that there was a strong person hiding in the shadows, and replied angrily: "Uncle, you suddenly appeared like this, it is easy to scare people out of heart disease, do you know?" ”

"Hehe, it's really the old man's fault, don't mind, young man, but you haven't answered my question yet, you said your name is Su Mu? Got an S-rank class Abyss Summoner? ”

The old man was still smiling, and he didn't get angry because of Su Mu's ridicule, this is the privilege, strength and potential value brought by the S-class profession, which is enough to make anyone smile at you.

For these twists and turns, Su Mu is naturally clear, so he is not afraid of the old man, glanced at the old man, and said: "Yes, my name is Su Mu, S-level professional Abyss Summoner." ”

As he spoke, the undead robe suddenly appeared on Su Mu's body, and the undead scepter in his hand was pestle, and a thick aura of abyss death rose around his body.

A light flashed in the old man's eyes, this breath is the Abyss Summoner.

Looking at Su Mu's eyes, he suddenly became more gentle, and praised with a smile:

"Yes, if you can get an S-level rating in the Novice Trial, you will still get a powerful profession like the Abyss Summoner, and the future is promising.

I don't know if you are interested in joining Cloud City, the old man's name is Stygian Wind, the deputy city lord of Cloud City, he has been lonely all his life, and he has no children and grandchildren, if you want, I can accept you as a righteous son. ”

The old man's voice fell, and it immediately caused an exclamation again, and the people around the square who had never seen the world had finished their life's sleep.

The righteous son of the deputy city lord of Cloud City! The Stygian Wind is an eighty-fourth-level super strongman, and with such a cheap dad here, how many years will it take to struggle.

Countless people were already shouting in their hearts, why didn't this kind of opportunity fall on them, they couldn't wait to rush up, nodding their heads on Su Mu's head and agreeing.

It's just that the words that made countless people envious and jealous made Su Mu's face dark, good guy, you want me to recognize my father when you come up, this bad old man, his mind is very bad.

Shaking his head, Su Mu decisively refused, "I'm sorry, thank you for your kindness, it's just that the kid is used to being free, and he really doesn't want to join any forces."

As for the matter of the righteous son, let alone mention it, but don't worry, Su Mu will always be a person from Cloud City. ”

Su Mu looked at the Stygian Wind and said in a firm tone, the Stygian Wind frowned slightly when he heard this, stared at Su Mu for a while, and then a smile appeared on his face.

"Hehe, it's the old man Meng Lang, Su Mu, you are very good, if you change your mind in the future, you can come to me."

"Okay, then thank you for being old, if there is trouble in the future, I will definitely not be polite to you." Su Mu said with a smile.

"Haha, you kid, interesting! Alright, old man, I'm leaving, and you all should join the team. The old man laughed loudly when he heard this, patted Su Mu on the shoulder, and his figure disappeared without a trace.

All the members of the combat department also closed the team one after another, and the matter of the novice trial in the west square of the city came to an end.

Su Mu also breathed a sigh of relief, the matter of the SSS-level professional was not exposed, and he also formed a good relationship with the deputy city lord Stygian, which was an unexpected joy.

The role of connections can sometimes be of great help, at least with the words of the Stygian Wind just now, it will be much easier for Su Mu to act in Cloud City in the future.

If someone wants to find something, they have to weigh it, and even at a critical time, Su Mu can still pull the banner and fake the tiger.

In a good mood, Su Mu turned around and walked in the direction of home, tired for a day, Su Mu just wanted to go home and have a good meal at the moment, and then fall asleep.

Su Mu's family is in the Jinxiu Community, the house was left by the previous parents, they are all professionals, but a few years ago, when they went out hunting, they died accidentally, so Su Mu was the only one left.

After becoming a professional, Su Mu's footsteps sped up a lot, and soon he came to the door of the community.

Su Mu looked back and saw that a round ball of meat was running quickly, the fat man was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, revealing layers of fat belly, and the fat was still flicked during the run, which was particularly scary.

The oily bald head reflected a dazzling luster in the summer sun, and the honest fat face had an excited smile, and his face was flushed as he ran, waving to Su Mu, panting, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

"Brother Mu, wait, wait for me."

Seeing this person, Su Mu smiled, this is the sworn friend Su Mu mentioned before, An Dashan.

The two grew up together, were beaten together, skipped class together, watched what they did together, cough cough, talked too much.

In short, the fat man in front of him can be regarded as the only person with the best relationship in Su Mu.

Su Mu stood in place with a smile, waiting for An Dashan to run in front of him, he couldn't help but reach out and pat his fat belly, and teased:

"Tut, your tonnage, has risen recently, if it goes on like this, I'm afraid the overlord won't be able to lift it."

An Dashan's face darkened, and he slapped Su Mu's hand away angrily, "Don't open any pot and mention which pot." ”

Su Mu's meaning An Dashan knew, he was talking about things when he was a child, Su Mu was a thief when he was a child, and he once let him experience it personally, what is the overlord lifting the Ding, Su Mu is the overlord, he is the Ding.

It's a sad story.

Making a joke, Su Mu looked at An Dashan and asked curiously, "Seeing that you were so excited just now, why?" Is there anything good? ”

At the mention of this, An Dashan instantly became interested, and there was a hint of pride on his fat face.

"Brother Mu, let me tell you, fat man, I can be regarded as a salted fish this time, B-level profession, sword and shield adjudicator, just ask you, is it a cow?"

An Dashan crossed his hands on his hips, said with an unusually angry attitude, and explained to Su Mu.

He also participated in this novice trial, but he was in Cloud City No. 2, and the novice copy he went to was not the same as Su Mu.

In the dungeon, he was very lucky to meet two seventh-level monsters fighting, both were defeated, he picked up a leak, killed the two monsters, and actually got a B-level score, if the copy didn't end early, maybe it could be higher.

An Dashan's words made Su Mu stunned, he didn't expect the fat man to be so lucky, but he still reacted quickly and couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

"Yes, not bad, Sword and Shield Judge, it's a class that is both a tank and a warrior, and it's very suitable for you."

For the fat man to have such an opportunity, Su Mu is still sincerely happy for him.

"Hehe, I'm in a good mood today, why don't you go rub it? Fifty-eight degrees of Niulan Mountain, directly you, and ask you if you dare? An Dashan said with a smile.

"Heh, I'll blow alcohol directly on the bottle, go." Su Mu decisively agreed, but he hadn't eaten for a day, and his stomach was rumbling with hunger.

The two didn't go far, and went directly to An Dashan's small restaurant.

An Dashan's father used to be an F-class soldier in the slums, but he was taken by the owner of a restaurant in the inner city because of his cooking skills, so he was able to move into the inner city when An Dashan was six years old.

Because of his slum background, An Dashan was often looked down upon and bullied when he was a child, and only Su Mu did not dislike him, which formed a deep friendship.

Later, the owner of the restaurant went bankrupt, and An Dashan's father opened a small restaurant by himself, which was on a street near the Jinxiu community.

In the middle of the street, there is a shop of about 30 square meters with Ann's stir-fried shop at the door, and there is an awning at the door of the store, and there is a barbecue stall, similar to the appearance of a food stall.

It's just that at this moment, there is something wrong with Ann's stir-frying, the barbecue stall at the door has been overturned, and simple tables, chairs, benches, food and drinks are scattered all over the ground.

An honest middle-aged man fell to the ground, and a group of gangsters with dyed green hair were punching and kicking around the man.

"Drafted, don't give money, right, call me, beat me to death."

A man with a crooked mouth and slanted eyes, a Peppa Pig tattoo on his arm, and a yellow coat full of rivets shouted as he directed five or six thugs to commit violence against the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was An Dashan's father, An Tai, who had been beaten by them and had a blue nose and swollen face, wailing.

Seeing such a scene, a cold light suddenly flashed in Su Mu's eyes, and his heart was furious.

"Dad!" An Dashan exclaimed even more, hurriedly ran over, knocked a few yellow hairs away, and protected the middle-aged man.