Master, what path do you cultivate?

A brown-haired teenager wearing sunglasses was leaning on the shelf of Ji's grocery store, playing with a small metal disc engraved with strange characters, with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Boss, what is this?"

Ji Qinglin took a sip of tea and said:

"Little brother has good eyesight. This is the compass of life in the old age. When you don't know how to choose in life, you can turn it at your fingertips, and it will naturally show you the direction."

"But I don't know the symbols on it."

"The meaning of the symbol is what you give it."

The young man nodded as if he had realized something, quite satisfied with Ji Qinglin's explanation.

Ji Qinglin took a few steps back subconsciously, putting some distance between him and the boy.

It's a good thing I'm not a person from the old times, otherwise, listening to my nonsense, the fidget spinner would be smashed in the face immediately.

"I want it, how much?"

"50 red coins."

Standing at the door and waiting impatiently for a long time, Shen Bixin scolded:

"Damn profiteer, something big is so expensive! You just go and grab it."

Ji Qinglin smiled instead of anger:

"Ma'am, if you rob me, you won't rob someone from the mobile defense team. Isn't this asking for trouble for yourself?"

"You recognize us?"

"I don't know, but this little brother forgot to take off his armband."

The Defense Mobile Team is a privately hired security force of the Anjo Defense Company in Bangkok.

These years are not stable, and because of cultivating the Tao, many individuals' abilities have been improved.

In order to protect themselves, many wealthy people not only subsidize Qi refiners, but also hire defensive mobile teams to ask for rescue when they need it.

The Defense Mobile Corps is also in this era of gun ban, and there are very few organizations that have the right to hold guns. After all, after the division of North America, people finally realized the importance of gun ban.

"Sister, there are no cheap relics from the old era."

After the boy finished speaking, he handed over the banknotes to Ji Qinglin.

"Boss, if you have similar relics, please contact me. I'm very interested."

"Chenghui Chenghui, no problem, what's the name of the little brother?"

quack--

Seeing the banknote, the coal boss jumped up excitedly, spread his wings and flew to the table next to the brown-haired boy.

"My name is Shen Bitao, boss, the black chicken you raise is very cute."

Shen Bitao introduced a person who was stroking the black feather of the coal boss.

"Write it down, brother Shen, my coal boss knows someone, and he often visits the shop when he is free, so he will be more familiar with you."

Just as Shen Bitao said hello and was about to leave, the coal boss suddenly jumped onto his shoulders and tugged at his clothes.

"What? You don't want me to leave? Boss, you are still a bird with human nature?"

Shen Bixin snorted coldly:

"I'm afraid you don't want the God of Wealth to leave?"

Ji Qinglin stepped forward to take the coal boss away.

"I'm sorry, maybe this little guy is interested in you, but brother Shen, sometimes animals have very special senses, so if you have nothing to do today, I suggest you try not to go out after you get home."

You can talk nonsense about money, but you should be careful when talking about good or bad.

There is no allusion of animals staying with their owners in this era, so Shen Bitao naturally didn't take it seriously, but responded politely:

"Thank you boss for reminding me, come back another day."

The siblings left the grocery store, Shen Bixin reminded:

"There are everyone in this city, don't reveal your identity easily, and don't spend so much money."

"I know, sister, but we are already half of the upper class. What does it matter if we help the common people properly?"

As Shen Bitao spoke, he took out another cigarette, but before he lit it, Shen Bixin touched it away.

"Didn't you promise to smoke less?"

"Sister, it's inconvenient to smoke at work, why don't you let me smoke comfortably?"

Both siblings are excellent players selected by Ancheng Defense Company. The younger brother is in charge of tactical rescue and the older sister is in charge of medical rescue.

Every time the customer encounters a different situation, but with the outstanding ability of the company's team and the name of the defense mobile team, the problems can basically be solved.

The salaries Ancheng Defense gave them were worth the dangers they solved every time. After all, in the face of life and money, the rich would still choose;

Ancheng Defense adopts different levels of service system: Bronze can come to the door for medical treatment, silver can come to the door once for rescue, gold can be located and rescued once during working hours, and the highest platinum level can be used for emergency rescue once regardless of time.

The company's flagship is the platinum-level service that can rescue customers no matter what.

Relying on the higher income, the siblings can live a good life in Bangkok.

Shen Bitao likes this job not only because of the income, but most importantly, he feels that he can save people from fire and water like a hero as the company advertises.

The realization of this self-worth made the young Shen Bitao have no regrets in rescuing clients from danger time and time again.

Shen Bixin is not as hot-headed as her younger brother, but she just hopes to lead a better life with her younger brother.

In order to ensure 24-hour personnel service for platinum-level customers, the defense mobile team adopts a shift system.

beep beep beep——

The alarm lights in the office came on again.

The siblings, who returned to the company for rotation at night, had just changed their clothes when the alarm sounded. It was an emergency call from a platinum-level customer.

"wait for me!"

Shen Bitao said excitedly while quickly changing into combat equipment.

Shen Bixin also brought emergency treatment items, and the two boarded the helicopter with three other team members who were ready, and rushed to the customer's location: an abandoned building outside the city.

In Xinmatai and most areas, the ban on guns has much stricter requirements on Qi practitioners than ordinary people, and even stipulates that the prosthetic body installed cannot contain firearms.

Of course, the official is also for the sake of stability. Qi refiners are powerful individuals. If they are paired with guns, there is no possibility of being able to manage them.

Considering the cost-effectiveness of hiring powerful Qi refiners, Ancheng Defense naturally chose to hire ordinary people, and the weapons should not be too powerful, otherwise the losses caused would not be acceptable to the company.

Therefore, in addition to the armor on their bodies, the weapons used by the defense mobile team members are only firearms and functional weapons.

On the helmet is everyone's number, which is marked by the ancient English letters ABCDE. During the mission, the name is not called directly. The explanation given by the company is to facilitate communication.

The helicopter stopped on the roof, and the five-member team quickly descended the stairs with their equipment. The cracking sound from below could still be heard in the corridor, but the source could not be identified.

The cracking sound was mixed with screams, and the team could only judge that there were a lot of people.

Hearing that the customer's situation was very bad, the team quickened their pace, but fortunately they ran down the third floor, and met the employer whose suit was torn, walking with a limp, and seemed to have injured his leg, beside him There are also two younger brothers who are equally embarrassed.

The three of them were panic-stricken as if they had just escaped from the North African battlefield. When the customer saw the protective mobile team, he was relieved and complained at the same time:

"Thank God! How did you come here?! Take me away quickly!"

Shen Bitao, who was wearing helmet No. A, made a gesture, and the team immediately surrounded the client. Shen Bixin, No. B and C, assisted the client to go upstairs.

The only two remaining younger brothers also wanted to keep up, but the customer waved his hand and said:

"Don't come up in a hurry! Stop it for me!"

Seeing this, the two younger brothers looked at each other, neither of them said a word. It could be seen that they were also Qi refiners, but they seemed to be very afraid of the things in the corridor.

Shen Bitao fired two rounds of Tang Men's prosthetic body virus bombs and tear gas bombs into the corridor, then turned around and asked:

"How many people are there?"

"Only one! A fucking perverted dead monk."

Shen Bitao was also very curious about how a monk could make them like this, and depending on the situation, they should have already lost many people.

But now is not the time to satisfy curiosity. The first priority of the defense mobile team is to ensure the safety of customers. Shen Bitao continued to command the team to run upstairs with the employer.

Click——

After walking one floor, a blue-purple lightning bolt struck upwards from the corridor below, just hitting the floor next to it, laying down a large piece of cement.