Before the advent of superhero movies, New York was peaceful, with no rampage Hulk and no iron lumps flying around, except for a licking Peter Pakat wandering from building to building.

And Master Tang, who had been tired all night, was dragging his tired body at the moment, buying the cheapest hot dog and milk at a fast food restaurant on the side of the road, and his narrow eyes were almost narrowed into a slit, as if he could sleep at any time.

He must be glad that there are no big trucks passing on this road in the morning, otherwise he is likely to meet a truck truck driver with substandard performance in his state.

As he passed a French restaurant, his eyes lingered on the red Ferrari in the door for two seconds, as if he was wondering when he would be able to earn money for the car.

Last night he asked a friend to help him get a job as a temporary worker, and he only got $70 after a busy night, barely enough for this week's rent, and he couldn't fill the tank of this Ferrari.

There is no way, Lao Mei's bottom society advocates happy education, students are messing around, teachers are also messing around, he came out to work hard in society after graduating from high school, and he can't find a stable job without a skill.

Of course, if he tries his best, or is willing to do some very boring work, he will definitely be able to maintain a basic life.

But young people don't have the spirit of hard work, so is it still called a young man, he has always had a dream, that is, to become a great explorer like Indiana Jones, and after leaving school last year, he really went down with people, but the tomb of the Indian chieftain, who is said to hide a great terror, has nothing, and there is no monster guarding the tomb and the treasure left by the Indians, and the whole tomb is empty.

In the end, after a heated discussion, they agreed that it was the British who took everything, after all, Great Britain was the connoisseur of robbery.

Putting the straw in his mouth, Master Tang was thinking about when he would be able to receive another task to gain a wave of fat, but he didn't notice that the door of the French restaurant suddenly opened, and he almost collided with a mother and daughter.

"Sorry, I didn't pay attention." Lao Tang hurriedly bowed his head and apologized, confirming that the milk in his hand was boxed and not bagged, and it was not spilled on other people's clothes, otherwise he couldn't afford to pay for the extravagant Givenchy and LV bags.

"Don't worry." The beautiful woman, who looked and looked a little like Sophie Marceau, the French rose, waved at him, and then led a girl who was obviously of mixed race to the Ferrari, took out the key and prepared to open the door and get into the car.

Old Tang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, took a sip of milk and was about to speed up his pace to leave, but he heard the mixed-race girl behind him say in standard Chinese: "Mommy, I want to change positions, the smell on Ella's body is a little heavy, and it makes me want to wear a mask." ”

The beautiful woman also replied in skillful Chinese: "Is it perfume spraying too much?" ”

"No, she smells of foxes." The girl's voice was very troubled.

"Poof-" Old Tang didn't hold back when he heard this, and all the milk in his mouth squirted out, and there was a fork in the road, flowing out of his nostrils, which looked extremely funny.

The mother and daughter, who heard the movement, turned around, and the little girl glared at Old Tang with a fierce look: "Why are you laughing?" ”

"No, nothing, I think of something glad about." Old Tang quickly wiped his mouth and nose with his hands, showed an apologetic smile, and then hurriedly ran away as if he was worried about being found in trouble.

The mixed-race girl listened to the Chinese with a little accent and was stunned: "He's a Chinese?" Just now, I looked at his pot lid and small eyes, I thought it was a Korean stick. ”

"Get in the car, I'm going to be late for school later."

"Then Mommy, you can help me talk to the teacher later, I have to change seats, otherwise I am afraid that I will not be able to control myself from arguing with Jenny."

"Okay~"

The mother and daughter drove away, and a head popped up at the intersection of the French restaurant, and Old Tang's rather happy face was a little unhappy, he reached out and grabbed his haircut, and muttered: "How is the pot lid exclusive to Koreans, and the single eyelid is also very cute." ”

He said so, but he still planned to wait until he returned to the rental house to get a haircut first, after all, it was okay to cut his head at his age, but it was definitely not okay to be considered a stick.

By the time he finished his haircut and shower, it was already 9 o'clock, and he was about to continue browsing the mysterious hunter website, but when he clicked on the browser, the mouse unconsciously moved to the StarCraft client, apparently trying to relax before work.

But as soon as he pressed the left mouse button, he stopped and turned to open the hunter website to browse the published tasks.

It's not that he's worried about running into that "LuGongZi", but the building has been tripping from time to time recently, and he's worried that the power will go out while playing, which will affect the game experience of both parties.

"Let me see what good tasks are acceptable......"

The mouse wheel slides all the way, and many strange tasks come into view, such as poaching lion kings in Africa to steal ivory, stealing Buddhist scriptures in India, stealing mummies in Egypt, and where to be a mercenary to sabotage and being a spy to play sneak in, not to mention the basic operations.

There are also some mysterious side quests about witch shamans, which are often accompanied by many risks, either suddenly dying in the middle of the mission or being killed by the employer at the end of the mission, experienced old hunters generally do not take it, only a stunned young man like Lao Tang will be interested.

Fortunately, he is self-aware, and he never takes on business that is beyond his ability.

"Hey, that's good." Click to refresh the task post,The sharp-eyed old Tang found a new post,The task content is to go to school instead of the employer who skips class,Although there are strict requirements for height, blood type and race,But after self-observation, Old Tang found that this task is simply tailor-made for himself。

He is 1.75 meters tall, thin, Asian, handsome, healthy, funny, and his blood type matches the employer's requirements perfectly.

This is an anonymous single-player quest, and if someone chooses to claim it, the post will disappear from the quest area.

Old Tang glanced at the commission starting at 50,000 US dollars, his eyes turned into the shape of a dollar, and he chose to receive the task without hesitation.

"Ding~"

The task is successfully claimed, the post disappears instantly, and then a red dot pops up in the message box, which is obvious that the employer has been staring at the computer after posting the task.

Lao Tang opened the chat interface and found that the employer's avatar was a white swan with a black background, and his ID was Corporal Little Goose, and the other party sent the task requirements and precautions without a single inkblot, and sent 50,000 US dollars to it after he provided his physical conditions and anonymous account, as if he was not worried about him evading the order at all.

The phenomenon of hunter websites eating black is not uncommon, and the other party's such a straightforward attitude made Lao Tang feel a little hairy in his heart, how do you feel that this is not like taking classes for employers, but trying to trick yourself into doing some organ transplant.

It is difficult not to make people think too much about checking their blood type and ensuring their health, should there be more than a dozen big men surrounding him as soon as he arrives at the place?

The employer agreed so happily that Ronald Don, a rookie hunter, suspected that the other party was fishing for law enforcement.

And as if he saw through the reason for his hesitation, Corporal Little Goose sent another message: "If you are not satisfied with the price, you can add money." ”

(End of chapter)