Fantasy game evolution

——Should you think about how others introduce you to a fake face?

I murmured in my heart for a while, this guy who saw his lie, but when he thought of his identity, he suddenly said, "By the way, I just happen to ask you for something. Would you like to accept it?"

You know, in order for this city to have a small animal dubbed by a Russian old gangster's vest CV, I need to do a lot of things. The existence of this prison-like house of everything in front of me can be said to be my best help at the moment-of course , It doesn't mean that he is directly angry at the Internet cafe and turned him into his own little brother, but to ask him to help prepare something.

You know, Keim used to be a killer. When he was chosen to be a male prostitute who served others-between a duck and a murderer, he chose to be a killer, an excellent killer that the first leaders admired.

It's just that he doesn't like it very much himself. Now he has chosen to become a role like a house of everything, taking on all tasks.

"Let's talk about it!" Those who have been assassins speak concisely.

"I just came here and I am not familiar with the place of my life. Can you help me find a place to build a house, oh, be quieter around, preferably no one, and be closer to Finolletta, and pay you at that time. "Ling Yan stated his purpose very directly.

"This can't be done. Although this commission is not difficult, it is the rule to receive a deposit first when commissioned by strangers." Keim said with a serious face.

Facing the expected answer, Ling Yan directly summoned a few pearls and unknown gems from his storage space and said: "Look, I didn't bring any money, how about this, you should know what you do. Some value."

Although I don’t know what this unexpectedly painful world exchange rate is like, is it still necessary in the face of such hard currency?

"This..." Kaiem was completely stunned when he saw what Ling Yan took out of his pocket.

You know, since there were only living people on this floating continent in this world, jewelry of this kind of texture was almost sky-high, and only those upper-class nobles would have things, but today this person just puts it in his pocket. It was just a few such jewels that made him, a hard-working assassin, surprised.

"This-sir, this is too expensive, I can't afford it." Keim said, although he was a killer, but he was not insidious at all, or he was similar to everyone.

But at this time, he kindly reminded Ling Yan not to show these things in front of others, especially in prison. It was more mocking than a "come to kill me" sign on his chest.

Although he didn't know, the only estimate that this world could kill Ling Yan was the little animal with the last wings spread in the original plot.

"Haha, it's okay, don't call me husband or anything, just call me Ling Yan." Seeing him dare not accept it, Ling Yan smiled and just stuffed these things into his hands. "By the way, these gadgets are very valuable, right? Me, it happens to be short of cash. I will add another commission here to exchange it into coins on my behalf. You will get one, a, 30% as a reward, right? I’ll buy the land well, and just buy some furniture or food for me. How about? Is it enough? Tell me when it’s not enough."

"No, it's too much. How can I charge you so much for this little thing." Hearing Ling Yan's tone of completely treating these things as improper money, Keim refused.

"Well, it's okay. As long as you do these things for me." Ling Yan said with a smile.

"Well, I'll talk about it at that time. Then where can I find you when I get things done?"

"Go to Finorieta, I heard people say it's your tavern? But then where do you find me. I'll go there for a few drinks. I didn't bring any money, so I told you it was yours. Account it."

"Okay, but do you know the way?" Kaiem, who was almost stunned by the sudden money, suddenly asked soberly after hearing that name from Ling Yan.

"It's okay, your prison is actually not too big." Ling Yan waved his hand casually.

After watching Ling Yan look indifferent, Keim looked at the two sides facing off in the distance. Because of the restraint of Jike, the leader of the Golden Lock, the two sides did not fight, after all, they were comrades-in-arms. At this moment, it is too early to completely tear the face.

Seeing that the two parties were separated, Keim was also slightly happy to help Ling Yan "count the money".

Suddenly found that the plot brain of the dirty wings is a bit brain-burning, after all, many things are troublesome-especially the nonsense~

In other words, I really didn’t realize that the CV of the little animal was an old Russian gangster!

Damn it!Are my ears poisonous!?

Ask for collection and ticket~

Chapter VII I just ask him to buy someone (fog)

After bidding farewell to the unexpected Kaiim, Ling Yan was thinking about whether to summon Tianyi.After all, this mission is a mission of difficulty B. Although there is no super-high combat power on the surface of this world, it cannot threaten people who reach a certain level, but this world is very chaotic, and no one knows that the next corner will not. Will encounter an assassin to assassinate, so-called desperate people are terrible, this is the truth.

But when I think of the scenery here, and Tianyi's character-Ling Yan feels that she summoned her out, and she sang a voice and grabbed the role of the saint, isn't it fun?

But-if the child knew that he would not call her to eat?Will be angry for a long time!

After thinking about it for nearly 30 seconds, Ling Yan finally released Xiao Tianyi, then asked her to change into normal clothes, and told her not to sing casually, be kind, and don’t be with lollipops by the way. After leaving, having to follow oneself, finally decided to take her to the tavern to eat Melt's food.

Although Ling Yan was very fortunate that the little girl was actually more obedient this time. After seeing the existence of those poor beggars this time, she just showed a pitiful expression and tried her best to make herself uncomfortable. Look over there...

Although I really want this child to give full play to his kindness, but-now is not the time!

Ling Yan sighed helplessly, and led the little girl to move silently, but didn't notice that there were three more weird patterns on the back of her hand.

"Dingdong~" When opening the door of the bar, the crisp doorbell also reminded the people in the bar that new people had entered here.

The bar was not big, and people in twos and threes grouped together to drink, but when they saw Ling Yan entering, they all stopped the glass in their hands and stared blankly.

Very conspicuous, gorgeously dressed, beautiful women, men—well, it’s okay, it’s a common thing in any other place, but here is a prison, if beautiful women are not powerful and powerful People here can only become prostitutes.

This is the place where most people regard survival as their first goal, not as an exhibition of handsome men and beautiful women.From the outside, Ling Yan and his group could tell that they weren't from this place at all.

People from outside the prison, this is the common voice of everyone in the bar.

who is it?What is the purpose?Everyone suddenly became alert, and the atmosphere suddenly became slightly depressed.

Ling Yan sighed as he looked at the bunch of dead corpses, then took Xiao Tianyi who was hiding behind him, and found a place near the counter.

Seeing Ling Yan's behavior, the people in the pub seemed relieved to start drinking again: This is their daily life, that is, their life, very boring and cruel.

Apart from drinking and going to prostitution, the men here have no other entertainment.

Whether it is so-called venting or naked desire, when survival is threatened, it has already been thrown out of morals and ethics. Those who can drink here are the winners who survive.

Faced with such a world, Ling Yan had nothing to say, but smiled at the tavern proprietress: "Order the specialties of this restaurant? As long as it is delicious, or you are willing to recommend it, it’s fine. Just get some small wines and juices."

"Yeah, but remember to prepare enough money, guest." The proprietress of the tavern gave a kind reminder with her signature smile: "Also, please protect your female companion."

The proprietress of the tavern is called Melt Rogtier, a very skilled proprietress, and one of Ling Yan's mission protection targets.

She was once the most popular prostitute on this street. In the original plot, Keim described her as the king of prostitutes. Most prostitutes would come to ask her specifically on certain techniques, and even be The first leader who did not erode the golden lock was redeemed and married.

It’s just that Keim and her good brother are crying to death. After all, Keim, who was adopted by the first generation leader at the time, was with the leader’s son when he was a child: Jike was often together, considered a good brother, and both of them liked it. Melt.

The exact time has not been verified, probably before the first generation leader redeemed him, Keim and Jike had patronized Melt separately—well, that kind of patronage.

This kind of behavior is despised anywhere, but for what purpose Melt would accept it, it is impossible to verify it.

After all, it is in such an environment. Since the death of the first generation, Melt has been running the tavern alone. Jike and Keim have only respect for her, and through this relationship, the whole prostitution street did not dare Make trouble in this pub.

Because once you make trouble here and offend this woman who has no power to restrain the chicken, it is tantamount to offending the two most dangerous people in prison.

However, for those who often go to the tavern, Melt, who always smiles and is gentle to anyone, may be to give those people courage, right?

No matter how uneasy, how bad mood, after seeing Melt's smile, it will disappear, right?

Maybe this is another reason why this tavern is so popular?Although this prison is truly a tavern, there is only here.

"Oh, this is super delicious!" The little girl happily said while eating the fried chicken and a few quite distinctive dishes that Melt had just brought up: "Brother, this big sister seems to have the same cooking skills as Sister Meihu Great!"

"Yes," looking at the girl's smile after she came into this world, Ling Yan took a few sips of [Beverage], which was at best a drink, and said nothing.