The coldness streaked across his skin along the loose cuffs of his kimono, forcefully dragging Max out of his dreamland. The harsh spring cold made him shiver uncontrollably.
The young man opened his eyes blankly, and found himself sitting on the side of the road. The road was wide, and there were not many vehicles passing by in the dim morning light. Behind him, there was the unique coldness of the iron railing that penetrated the bones, and the lines were even deeper into the bone marrow.
This is his doorstep.
Max was stunned for a moment, and his mind subconsciously recalled last night - the warm embrace, the beautiful young man, and the doting smile.
Are these all fake?
No, he looked down at himself. He was wearing a beige windbreaker outside his kimono, wrapping him tightly.
Reality did not give him time to sort out his thoughts. Not long after, he heard panicked footsteps behind him. He quickly turned around, not knowing what he was expecting. After seeing the familiar or unfamiliar bodyguards and housekeepers, , his heart felt upset, he looked away and quickly looked around, but found nothing in the end.
He closed his eyes and allowed the housekeeper to pick him up without struggling. He listened to the anxious or concerned words in his ears and did not respond.
When he was crowded into the door, he suddenly looked up to the other side of the street and saw Blake Jing standing at the entrance of the alleyway wearing a thin shirt and lazily leaning against the wall. When he saw his gaze, he lazily raised his hand to say hello. There was no panic of being discovered.
Max kept staring at him until Blake Jing turned and walked into the shadows in the alleyway, swallowed by the darkness.
After Blake Jing found his mobile phone from Evan Tai last night, he clicked on the screen and saw that Lila Fu had indeed sent him a message. He asked how he was doing and if there was anything he was not used to, and finally sent him a message. task.
Look for the legendary magical object that can change reality and make all wishes come true.
Blake Jing stared at this task for a moment and smiled helplessly, thanking Lila Fu from the bottom of his heart.
If the strong emotions accumulated in the past suddenly burst out, it is likely to become a demon body.
Blake Jing, who has been relieved of all his responsibilities, has relaxed his tense nerves after all the hard work. Will the memories that he had kept firmly hidden in his heart emerge like a flood that bursts a bank and overwhelm his sanity? No one knows this.
Lila Fu most likely gave Blake Jing the mission to keep him in mind. You see, the mission only said to look for it, not that it must be found. It was just like playing.
Blake Jing felt that this move was a bit redundant. If he could be so easily overwhelmed by memories, he would have collapsed when he saw the planet full of blood on the battlefield and saw his old friends leaving one after another, leaving him alone.
The room was dark, and Blake Jing was sitting on the edge of the bed. The huge floor-to-ceiling windows showed the prosperity and beauty of the city. The firelight composed of lamp shadows flickered, giving the silent room a soft coat.
As an outsider, Blake Jing looked at this unfamiliar scenery with dazed and confused eyes. His childhood dream of becoming a ranger finally came true, but being far away from the fairy boat where he grew up made people feel confused and confused. For the first time, Blake Jing, who was pushed forward by one crisis after another, didn't know where he should go next.
He tapped his finger on the phone screen and accepted the task after hesitating for a while.
Now that he accepted the task, Blake Jing began to make plans.
First contact the government organizations of this country. The intelligence collection and information processing departments backed by the state must have a huge amount of information in their hands. Of course, this is also because Blake Jing is also a member of a formal organization and has more trust in official organizations.
Last night, when Blake Jing was investigating the intelligence of this country's government on the web and the dark web, he discovered something interesting - supernatural powers.
There are supernatural powers in this world. Many strange forces have formed a dangerous world that is calm on the outside but has undercurrents inside. There are many people with supernatural powers.
When Blake Jing saw the news, he immediately raised his eyebrows, thinking that Shenjun might be able to treat it as a superpower and become part of his own weight, without having to hide it for fear of others seeing it.
Since there are superpowers, government organizations will definitely not allow powerful superpowers to roam around the world at will. In order to ensure the credibility of the country and absolute control of the armed forces, the government must also have its own superpower organization.
He followed the supernatural research and found an organization called the Special Agent Division.
And get information about the coffee shop frequented by the Chief of the Special Agent Division.
Blake Jing couldn't help but laugh when he saw the news about the other party's whereabouts on the dark web.
The relEvan Tait information of a senior official of a supernatural organization, including but not limited to his identity and whereabouts, should be kept top secret. Moreover, the superpowers are weird, and Blake Jing, who has the superpowers with traces of elimination, doesn't think it's impossible.
In this way, the news about the farming chief is released, maybe it is the special agent department who specially invites people with supernatural powers or goes fishing.
After Blake Jing figured this out, he immediately started making preparations.
He used a mobile phone with much higher technology than this world to get into schools, hospitals, and companies, leaving himself with a complete life background, not too detailed, so that the special agent department could easily detect the fraud. This was also the scene. Yuan secretly told them that he had a purpose in contacting them, and that he could be manipulated. Only with weaknesses could he be easily controlled, so that the Special Agents Division could use him with peace of mind, and Blake Jing could detect information in various missions. , and the Supernatural Agent Division will do its best to protect itself before finding out the forces behind it.
After doing all this, Blake Jing looked at the time and found that he could still squint for a while at three in the morning.
But after thinking about it, I gave up the idea.
A night without sleep will not have much impact on Blake Jing, but it will make his mental state not very good. The people in the Special Intelligence Division will be less alert when they see how tired he looks.
Blake Jing thought about it, raised his hand and couldn't help but yawned. The corners of his eyes were slightly red due to sleepiness, and the laziness on his whole body became more obvious.
He resisted not going to the hotel to catch up on his sleep, but instead walked to the cafe frequented by the farming chief of the Special Agent Division that he found on the dark web.
The cafe is located underground.
Blake Jing walked down the stairs step by step, his boots making a clicking sound on the steps. The dim corridor excluded the sun. At the end was an ancient wooden door. Next to the wooden door was an electric lamp surrounded by a grid. The dark yellow light flickers from time to time, giving it a somewhat haunted house feel.
Blake Jing raised his hand and pushed the door open. The bell on the wooden door made a clear tinkling sound in the small cafe behind the door.
What comes into view is a house shrouded in dim lights. The underground cafe has no windows and is illuminated entirely by electric lights. Everything is exuded with a dim golden light. This light is not dazzling, but it has an ambiguous atmosphere. , making people tacitly indulge in the hazy aroma of wine.
There were two people in the room, one was a customer sitting on the sofa drinking coffee and reading a newspaper, and the other was the boss standing behind the bar of the cafe. He wiped the glass and said in a calm and low voice: "Welcome, what do you need? ? "
Dean was sitting in the same position at the same time today. The news spread on the dark web allowed him to get a lot of wild superpowers who were living in the country or were being hunted or did not understand the ability to control. Many of them were interested in the country. , talents who are useful to the people.
Although spreading his news on the dark web was unanimously denied and worried by his subordinates, and of course, later also attracted assassinations from many enemies, Dean still felt that as long as he could do something for the country and the people with his life What, then he must bear this risk.
As soon as his coffee order arrived, the doorbell of the coffee shop rang.
The coffee shop is in a secluded location, and most of the people who come here are regulars, or.
He squinted his eyes, raised his hand to pick up the newspaper on the table, and flipped through a page at random, hiding his inquiring expression.
The person who came was a young man. He looked to be in his mid-twenties or sixties. He raised his hand and yawned. There was a blush on the corners of his eyes. The handsome face that made Dean, who was used to seeing beauties, couldn't help but lose his mind. There was a hint of charming laziness in his face. meaning.
A thin shirt stretched out the other person's broad shoulders and outlined a tight and thin waist. A handful of the long white hair was grabbed behind the head and part of the long hair passed along the shoulders. It looked a bit messy, and he must not have slept. Well, the already fair skin was even more pale and bloodless.
The appearance was so good that Dean couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, wondering if this was a celebrity or a model.
The young man lay lazily on the bar, raised his hand and ordered a cup of coffee. He looked around boredly, and finally fixed his gaze on the only guest in the room. He raised his lazy eyebrows, then walked towards him with a smile. Come and sit across from him on the sofa.
Dean put down the newspaper in his hand, turned his gaze to the young man, and asked, "Is something wrong?"
The young man smiled, put one hand on the table, and supported the side of his face with the other. He looked like an inexperienced child but with an air of maturity. The two completely different temperaments perfectly blended together to form a unique Charming, one can't forget it after just one look.
"Can't I come to you if I have nothing to do? Most of the people who can leisurely read newspapers and drink coffee in the coffee shop at this time are idlers, right? You and I are the same. Do you want to get to know each other and make friends?"
The young man spoke with a magnetic voice and an upward pitch. Listening to it made people want to indulge in it. He was talking about idlers, but Zangtian was not angry at all. Instead, he felt a little helpless sincerely.
Seeing that he didn't speak, the young man blinked and changed his tone: "But I'm just talking. I must be the only one here. You can sit in a coffee shop and drink coffee comfortably during working hours. This job Not everyone can learn to be calm and calm. I wonder where you are going to be? "
Dean felt a lot more comfortable. He raised his hand and pushed up his glasses. This action gave him more time to think, and he considered, "Isn't it the same for you?"
At this time, the coffee ordered by the young man arrived. It was mixed coffee, and the mellow aroma of different coffee beans was mixed together to make people feel shocked.
Dean's eyes slid from the coffee to the young man's face, waiting for his answer.
The young man picked up the small spoon that came with the coffee and added two pieces of rock sugar into it, stirring slowly. The rhythmic and gentle sound of water accompanied by the sound of metal clashing sounded between the two of them. The atmosphere was as peaceful as if they were friends they had not seen for many years.
"Of course it's different. I haven't found a job in this city when I first arrived. I thought I would be able to settle down." Blake Jing muttered so much that Zeng Tian couldn't hear it clearly, but the words of stability still penetrated his ears.
Having dealt with people with special abilities all year round, many of whom are tired of being beaten and killed, Dean is particularly sensitive to this word. What happened to the young man in front of him in the past that made him want to live a stable life?
"Can you introduce me to a job? Maybe there is something I can help with?" The young man showed an expectant expression.
He won't make an easy promise before he has found out the other party's strength.
Those dazzling golden eyes stared at him, making farming extremely stressful.
He couldn't bear to look away and stared at the lazy and smiling golden eyes and asked: "What do you want."
"The working hours are short." The young man's eyes became brighter.
The farming chief couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
Young people almost take it for granted that they are lazy.
Just as he was about to speak, the young man suddenly showed a pitiful look: "Sir, when you are traveling and encounter difficulties, you should seek help from your friends. I understand this, but my friends are no longer on this planet."
Of course, they are all in Xianzhou, and Xianzhou is now in the universe.
A knife called pitifulness was stabbed into Tanedian's heart.
But the Special Agents Division doesn't care for idlers!
He swallowed his pity and straightened his expression: "Sorry, I can't."
The young man sighed and smiled helplessly: "It is really difficult to move forward without any skills. If others had given up their unrealistic ideas, they would have gone home. But I have no place to go back to, and no family waiting for me." "
Tanedian felt his heart being pinched a few more times.
The Special Agents Department does not support idlers! Dean, whose conscience had been stabbed several times, thought to himself that he really deserved to die.
He reluctantly opened his mouth: "I don't have a job suitable for you."
Suddenly, the wooden door of the coffee shop suddenly opened, and a middle-aged man in ragged clothes and a dirty face rushed in with a knife in hand, shouting at the top of his lungs: "Don't, don't move! Give me all the money!"
Dean remained calm on his face, his men quietly pressed the gun at his waist, and at the same time subconsciously looked at the young man in front of him to observe his reaction.
The eyes of the young man who just looked lazy and lazy suddenly changed, and a trembling sense of oppression came to his face. Geng Tian felt his eyes blurred. The young man made a single step and crossed over there almost in the blink of an eye. In front of the person, he raised his hand to block and grab, then turned around and made a beautiful over-the-shoulder throw.
The man who had been robbed fell to the ground, his body made a muffled sound, his face was twisted and he looked up and screamed.
Blake Jing kicked the knife away, knelt on the waist of the person with one leg, grabbed the arm, twisted it on his back and lifted it up. The brutal roar became louder. Seeing that the person had no attack power, Blake Jing breathed a sigh of relief and recovered. He looked lazy just now, raised his head and smiled at Zangtian Lonely: "I'm sorry for making things difficult for you. Maybe someone like me shouldn't come to such a big city."
Don't raise idlers. Defeat the enemy with one move without any unnecessary movements. This is also called idler! ?
He reluctantly curled his lips and said, "I will help."
Blake Jing smiled and said gratefully: "Thank you, you are such a good person."
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