The First Order

After completing the task of assassinating Zhang Zengran, Ren Xiaosu did not leave his yard for two consecutive days, and even planted five potato shooters in the yard to prevent someone from coming in for a sneak attack.

But what surprised Ren Xiaosu was that after he caught the thousand paper cranes, nothing seemed to happen. The other party still made money in his anonymous account, and other tasks were still released in an orderly manner, without any changes. .

Ren Xiaosu suddenly felt a bit of five coins of appreciation, and he even wanted to go to the market to sell potatoes.

To be honest, Ren Xiaosu is definitely able to live anywhere now, and does not need to grow land. He planted a few potato shooters in his yard, and he is also anti-thief. He can also sell potatoes every day without worrying about eating and drinking...

It is also because of the existence of the potato shooter that he can sleep peacefully every day, not to mention that the potato shooter is weak, but the extraordinary can grin at the fangs of the beater, not to mention ordinary people, at least a fracture.

Ren Xiaosu opened the second thousand paper crane in the yard, but he didn't write anything in it, which made him a little disappointed.

I am afraid that this extraordinary person who controls the Thousand Paper Cranes does not care about losing one or two.

As he dismantled it, he also paid attention to how it was stacked. After all, he wanted to see if the thousand paper cranes would be stacked up again, whether they would jump up alive again.

After he felt that he understood it, he encountered a problem commonly faced by manual craftsmen...

Eyes: OK, I understand.

Brain: No, you don't.

Ren Xiaosu ran to the tavern, and Mr. Storyteller was sitting in a chair calmly, telling the diners about Qingyingwei's experiment, and he didn't know where the news came from. He said that Qing had already expelled the experiment in the south. Barriers, the residents of Li's Barriers originally said that Qing Zhen was a good person, and it seems that he forgot directly that Qing Huang was the biggest winner in this Southwest War.

It's just that the subjects still have hidden dangers, because when they hide in the mountains, no one knows where they moved.

The little deer girl sat in the position where Ren Xiaosu usually sits. She saw Ren Xiaosu beckoning happily: "Why didn't you come for two days?"

"Sleep and sleep at home," Ren Xiaosu explained with a smile.

"Oh," the little deer didn't ask much, and a new red rope was tied on the twist braid behind the little head: "Grandpa tells the new story I just heard today. There are also many escapes in the southwest, but these escapes The Bezong refugees are much more miserable. Their escape is not easy. Many people died in the mouth of the beasts in the mountains. It is said that some people have encountered the test body, and only a few people survived."

Hearing the long-lost name of the test subject, Ren Xiaosu thought of the threat that the other party had brought to him in Jingshan, he felt that Qingzhen had not done anything wrong at least.

Regardless of the war, first of all, we must solve this unreasonable alien creature.

At this time, Ren Xiaosu asked, "Little Deer, will you stack thousands of paper cranes?"

The little deer's face blushed: "How can anyone find a girl who wants a thousand paper cranes, and be shameless."

After talking, Fawn ran to the backyard of the tavern with her braids.

Ren Xiaosu: "..."

The Mr. Storyteller heard the conversation between them, so he didn't get angry, why did he still hook up his granddaughter in front of him?!

Ren Xiaosu was helpless for a long time, and said with conscience, he really wanted to learn how to stack thousands of paper cranes, didn't it mean that little girls would do.

With such a thought, I feel that this extraordinary man who controls the Thousand Paper Cranes is quite girlish...

However, Ren Xiaosu felt that he had come to avoid the limelight during this time. After paying so many mobile phones, even if the other party was stupid, it was estimated that the D-class killer on the 61st barrier might have a problem.

Moreover, he caught two Qianzhi cranes in a row, did he have to hide, otherwise people would come to the door to have a siege, so why not justify it.

Ren Xiaosu told Mr. Storyteller that the old man was very happy when he heard that he was leaving.

As a result, Ren Xiaosu said in the next sentence that he would come back after a while, and the old man could not laugh immediately.

After all, the 61st barrier is the first barrier connecting the northwest to the Central Plains.

Ren Xiaosu went home and changed his clothes that he didn't usually wear. He bowed his head straight and walked out of the market town.

Just when he was about to leave the market town, he suddenly saw a girl with a peaked cap wearing a clean combat uniform. Ren Xiaosu subconsciously wanted to call Yang Xiaojin's name, and he was very excited.

But he immediately noticed that something was wrong. The other party was not a girl, but a woman. From the body to the appearance, the other party was a mature woman who was seven or eight years older than Yang Xiaojin, and looked like a two or seventy-eight year old.

Moreover, on weekdays, Yang Xiaojin wears sportswear, and rarely wears combat uniforms in the army. Although the color of the cap worn by Yang Xiaojin is not bright, but not dim, the cap worn by this woman is black.

What puzzled Ren Xiaosu was that he felt a strange sense of familiarity from the other party, perhaps because some temperaments on the other party overlapped with Yang Xiaojin.

But a closer look still found that the temperament in this woman's bones is far more rational and cold than Yang Xiaojin.

It seems to be the sense of vicissitudes after seeing the ugly appearance in the world.

Ren Xiaosu crossed his head with his head down, and quickly left the market town of barrier 61. He always felt that if he did not go, he might be targeted.

When Ren Xiaosu left, the woman looked back doubtfully at Ren Xiaosu's back, but soon turned around and continued on.

She came outside the shack where Zhang Zengran died. At this time, the body in the shack had been pulled out and buried by the administrator.

The woman looked up at the telephone pole where the crane had stayed, frowned, not knowing what she was thinking.

Suddenly she lowered her head and took out the same mobile phone as Ren Xiaosu, and sent a text message to go out: "In the future, all the task information of 1583850 will be directly transferred to me."

"Okay, boss."

This 1583850 is exactly the number of Ren Xiaosu’s anonymous account.

The woman walked to the tavern that Ren Xiaosu often went to. I wonder if it was a coincidence or deliberately. She happened to sit by the window where Ren Xiaosu often sat.

She had just entered the door, and the storyteller who was sitting on the chair in the middle of the tavern suddenly smiled and said, "I want to hear what happened next, and listen to the next time."

After talking, Mr. Storyteller actually invited Fawn: "Let's go, go home, I'm tired today."

And the woman with the black peaked cap also got up and left. She came to the door of Mr. Storyteller's house, and the Mr. Storyteller smiled at the little deer: "Good boy, come back to buy a bottle of soy sauce. There is no soy sauce at home."

The deer said nothing, turned around and went out.

The woman looked at Mr. Storyteller and asked, "Are there any strange people in the market town recently?"

Mr. Storyteller smiled and shook his head: "No."

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