Apocalyptic Forecast

　　　　 "What do you most want to do when you come to Green Day now?"

　　 At the moment when the messenger questioned, everyone on the other side of the communication was horrified and alert, his heart sank to the bottom, and he unconsciously launched a plan for the raid, ready to issue a command to attack.

　　 By the time Huai Shi responded, it was too late.

　　Because he had already uttered the answer hidden in his heart...

　　 "——Of course it is to make money!"

Huai Shi glared and replied with shock, "How good is the gang, and eating black has no burden on my heart. Not only can it improve the economic situation, but also save a lot of small vaults from others! I say you are very green. Rich, can you make more? I'm almost dying of death. Seriously, I will sell myself if I go on like this."

　　 Messenger: "..."

　　Ai Qing: "..."

　　The reflected Huai poem: "..."

　　 Dead silence.

　　 The awkward silence came.

　　Not only the green day sitting opposite, even the command team at the other end of the communication did not expect such a clear answer. Only Ai Qing, who had been mentally prepared for a long time, picked up the warm water next to it and ate the medicine before the stomach ache.

　　 greeted her colleagues and subordinates with complex expressions, she waved lightly.

　　 Everyone sat down, this wave is a routine operation.

　　 "Look, I have said that he has no problem."

　　 "......"

　　 In the long silence, the expressions of the two Green Sun's messengers also became quite wonderful.

　　After a mixed-race teenager who suffered from discrimination since childhood, he had no choice but to retaliate against society or become the person he hated most.

　　 Join Green Day because it is more convenient to eat black, and there is no moral burden.

　　 He didn't have any sense of identification with your program against the Astronomical Society and the current tyranny, and he didn't think of relying on you to lead to the peak or the bottom of life.

　　 is simply...want to make money!

　　 Such a pure reason is too convincing, making the two messengers completely speechless, and they don't even know how to answer the call.

　　 In the silence, only the ballpoint pen made a rattle.

time's up.

　　 The virtual personality of a paper-based amateur is broken.

　　 But once certain things are revealed, everyone will not be able to go back... What remains is only a burst of embarrassment when the two sides look at each other.

　　 "...make money." The thin messenger barely spoke and coughed twice: "It's a good thing to make money, eat by one's own ability, cough, not cold."

　　 "Uh, um, right." Another serious messenger could only nod in agreement.

　　 "...So, did I pass?" Huai Shi asked with a pleased smile.

　　 was afraid that the other side would suddenly change his face and scream: We are all rebellious fighters who pursue and have ideals. Don’t want you to be a slaughterer covered with copper odor!

"Cough, although this life ideal is a bit strange, it is considered a pass." The thin messenger shrugged, put away the ballpoint pen, broke the silence first, and reached out: "Congratulations, Mr. Paper, from today, you It's a member of Green Sun."

　　 "Oh, okay!" Huai Shi held his hand in surprise and shook it hard.

　　 But as I pinched, I felt that the grandson's feel was not right, as if I had pinched it somewhere.

　　 "However, there is a task to be given to you."

　　 The wasted messenger pulled back his hand and looked at the person beside him. The serious subordinate took a pistol from his arms and handed it to him.

　　 There is another photo.

In the photo, it is a skinny middle-aged man, wearing a brand-name sportswear, like a skeleton shelf, with golden hair mixed with some linen gray, two eyes are amazing green, deep eye sockets, sharp eyes Scary.

　　Like an owl.

　　 "Who is this?"

　　 "Your goal tonight." The messenger said: "Aren't you trying to make money? This person, if you do, you will have money."

　　 "Did you do it?" Huai Shi didn't quite understand the meaning of this Yingzhou language.

　　 The messenger simply raised his hand neatly and gestured against his neck.

　　Huai Shi narrowed his neck and took a breath. "It's not necessary to be so cruel?"

　　 "Afraid?" The messenger chuckled softly: "Relax, this guy is definitely the kind of death, no need to bear any burden."

　　 "No, I mean, do I have to cut my neck?"

　　Huai Shi asked in doubt, and re-marked the gesture of cutting the neck: "Are you going to bring your head back? How **** is not good, should a box be better?"

　　 "......"

　　 The messenger rolled his eyes: "In short, it's right to kill the Russian gangster, and ask so much."

"Ok."

　　 At the moment Huai Shi nodded, the car stopped.

　　Through the sunscreen on the glass, you can see the red and green lights of Kyoto in the rising twilight, and the huge neon sign next to it.

　　——Aisha House.

"Arrived."

　　 The messenger pointed in the direction of the door, indicating that he should get off.

　　Huai poems were completely covered: "Is this working now?"

　　 "Binggui speed, Huai Jun." The messenger said: "You can use this as an assessment, your next treatment in Green Day depends on the outcome of this mission."

　　Huai Shi looked at the noisy nightclub outside the window, turned around, looked at the two messengers, and began to think about a question-did he still say that he was on the road when he got on the train?

　　 The air shivered, you Green Day don't even let a dead ghost do it!

　　 If the vest is still a paper element, he is going to punch. After all, how are we two or five living? Are you satisfied... Oh, I am two or five, that's fine.

　　 came in the same way, I was still young, and everyone was not easy to think, Huai Shi coughed neatly, and asked, "Wh...what did you eat?"

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Fifteen minutes later, after sweeping all the related cooking in the convenience stores on the two streets, Huai Shi wiped her mouth with satisfaction, and looked up at the shrunken and complex-looking wallet of Fujimoto: "I'm sorry, we Rex Eat more and consume more!"

　　 "It's okay, it's okay." Fujimoto grinned hard: "Young people are developing and eating more."

　　 "That's embarrassing."

　　 "It's okay, it's okay, it should be."

　　 "Then you said so..." Huai Shi turned back and said to the clerk, "Come on, please give me five more chicken legs! Thank you for two cans of beer!"

　　In addition to the white prostitute draw card, is there anything happier than Chafan?

　　 is gone!

　　Huai Shi couldn't help but want to praise Green Day.

　　 This should be written in the book, maybe it can become a story that can be weeping and weeping:

　　 There was a wandering hybrid breeder who came to the local rich peasant Luri's house and asked for a meal. Luri gave him a diligent hospitality. On the same night, the hybrid hybrid wrestled his family...

　　After almost all the quick-heat food in the convenience store was finished, Huai Shi finally patted his stomach and sighed, "Thank you for your hospitality!"

　　 "It's good to be full, it's good to be full."

　　 Fujimoto's expression twitched, squeezing out his smile, and looked at him: "Now that we are full, then are we... are we..."

　　 "But my stomach is still a bit hungry."

　　Huai Shi got up with emotion, rubbed his stomach, took two steps, and suddenly turned back and asked, "Shall we continue with another place?"

　　 Fujimoto felt like he was going crazy, and wanted to punch him

　　Rather than eat it, hurry up and work!

　　 "Why do it, why do it so fierce." Huai Shi sighed and shrugged, hoping to point out the van outside, let him talk to Green Day.

　　After taking two steps outward, he slapped his head again and turned back to ask: "Yes, Brother Fujimoto, you have heard the story of knighthood..."

　　 "I haven't heard, don't want to listen, shut up!"

　　 Fujimoto was furious: "Hurry up and work for Lao Tzu!"

　　Huai Shi shrugged, pushed out the door, and walked straight towards the night scene called Aisha's House.

　　 And during this period of delay, Ai Qing has already checked the situation of his next opponent.

　　 "Sergeyevich Mikhailov Salenko."

Ai Qing looked down at the information in her hand and told him: "Rusty, 42-year-old, nicknamed'dog mongrel','old hyena'. The largest smugglers in Kyoto are secretly operating snakehead businesses and selling slaves, The feature is that you can often get a lot of mixed products...the kind of children with cats and dogs, do you know what I mean? Many scumbags like this bite..."

　　 "Then am I going to represent the heroes of the Green Day?"

　　Huai Shi responded by source communication, step by step under the neon light, and looked at the luxurious gate, and the sound of rock and drum noises faintly came from behind the door.

　　 There are constantly handsome men and women dressed in fashion or low-key lining up and out, obviously business is hot.

　　 In front of the door, a few burly Russian Union guards glanced solemnly at anyone close to them.

　　Huai Shi had not been queued, but was stopped.

　　The guards' eyes are wicked, and it has long been seen that there is no brand name at all in Huai Shi's body, all of them are broken guys, not their customers.

　　 After coming to Yingzhou, it seems that even the five big and three rough Russian couples have become polite, and there is no rough shoving, but just waving their hands to block: "Sir, we are a member system here, and no one is welcome to enter."

　　 did not choose to blame, in case Huai Shi likes the rich to come here to fish and play. It is said that this kind of thing is really quite a lot, or how to say that rich people are all abnormal...

　　Huai Shi was also ignorant.

　　 They didn't do it for the first time, and he didn't even know what to do with the next plot.

　　It’s not good to do it directly After all, they are quite polite... they are all working part-time, why are they having difficulty working part-time?

　　 Mengxin Yakuza's paperless person was lost in confusion: for the first time in his life, how to pretend to be a frequent smash, how to pretend to be online, it is urgent.

　　In the increasingly serious and cold eyes of the guards, Huai Shi thought a little, analyzed reasonably, and finally nodded, "Oh," and turned away.

　　? ? ?

　　 Not far away, a few people monitoring this place felt like 100,000 question marks in their heads: What are you **** doing? Did you borrow the toilet in the past?

　　Wait a few steps after turning around, Huai Shi didn't react right, he quickly stopped, turned back and walked over again.

　　 However, this time the looks of the guards are not so beautiful.

　　 became serious and indifferent.

　　 is hostile.

　　 "I said, we are a member system here, sir."

　　 The burly guard extended his hand and pressed the electric baton around his waist: "Do not welcome the unrelated."

　　 "Which..."

　　Huai Shi reached out, slapped his head, and said seriously: "Where are you... Does it recruit people?"

　　Under the neon light, he lifted the bangs in front of his forehead, revealing a handsome face and smiling shyly.

　　Blinded the guard's eyes.

　　 As a cowboy, he has always been able.

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