My life is super hard, nothing is taboo/Ghost Shelter

Qin Kun glanced over and found a little boy with blond hair running in.

"Messelin, did someone snatch you from me again today?"

Qin Kun squinted, the little boy was five or six years old, looking at him hostilely, Qin Kun couldn't laugh or cry.

The little boy arched into the prostitute's arms, and the prostitute rubbed his head helplessly: "You will be a Marseille lion in the future, how can you come to such a place."

"I don't care! Who are you, get out! Otherwise, the disciples of the Light of Marseilles will not let you go!"

The blond boy looked at him covetously, Qin Kun pinched his two fingers, and a piece of yellow paper appeared on his fingertips, which he squeezed into a ball, sighed and smashed the blond boy's eyes.

The little boy covered his tearful eyes and looked at Qin Kun. Qin Kun said, "Little friend, it's 1:[-], and you sneak out to visit prostitutes. Does your family care about you?"

The blond boy was furious, but he looked at Messelin with a straight face, and begged pitifully, "Metherine, you said you would marry me in the future."

Melceline's indifferent expression was melted, and she said helplessly, "Your father will kill me. Go back."

Messelin pushed the little boy out and closed the door cruelly, feeling a little depressed.

Qin Kun watched this scene from the beginning to the end, and sighed, "Unrequited love, as expected of the city of romance, there are such dramas."

"You go too, he just saw your face clearly, you will make him angry."

Messelin returned the 500 francs, "His father is the godfather of the largest gang in Marseilles. He has been in the limelight in Paris recently, and he has hundreds of desperadoes under his command."

Qin Kun didn't answer, and smiled slightly: "It would be too embarrassing for me to be frightened by a child."

"Believe me, he is definitely not as simple as a child! Go and ask about their family's surname, and you won't be able to laugh."

"What's his last name?"

"Robert! Narendra Robert. His father is the Lion of Marseilles—Winn Robert!"

Seeing that Qin Kun became silent, petrified, and with a strange expression, Messelin was extremely puzzled.Are you... scared?

After a long while, Qin Kun got off the bed suddenly, grabbed Messelin and asked, "You mean, this kid is Nalande Robert?"

Qin Kun looked at the apartment and asked why it was so familiar. If the decoration outside the apartment removed the neon signs, it would be different from the apartment of the Golden King! ! !Compared with Golden King's apartment, the apartment is older, but the structure is exactly the same!

That kid just now turned out to be the Golden King?

In other words, the strings played by the old man in the death palace are the causal lines of the Golden King? !

my day...

Last time I remembered meeting the King of Gold in England, who knew that his childhood experience was actually here!

Messelin was stunned, what happened to this oriental man?Dazed yet?

boom--

The door of the room was kicked open, and a blond kid shouted childishly: "It's the man inside, take me away!"

Six or seven gangsters rushed in, including the one Qin Kun just blackmailed.

"It's you!" The gangster saw Qin Kun and was furious, "Young master, he robbed me of my money and claimed to be a member of the Holy Soul Sect. You have to decide for me!"

Qin Kun breathed a sigh of relief. For the sake of the Golden King, it is not appropriate to kill people today.

Pushing the leader's chest with one hand, Qin Kun suddenly exerted force, and six or seven gangsters were pushed out with great force and crashed into the door of the opposite room, screaming from the opposite house.

The blond boy stared at Qin Kun in a daze, a little frightened. How could the person he brought be turned upside down when he met him?

Qin Kun squatted down and touched his head: "No wonder you grew up so lustful, don't disturb me tonight, go back."

The little boy's head was turned by Qin Kun, and he was kicked on the buttocks, and he staggered away. Seeing Qin Kun close the door, Messelin suddenly gasped.

The little boy came furiously, and Qin Kun's warning came from the door: "If you don't leave, the light of Marseilles will not be able to protect you! Do you think no one here dares to kill you?"

I……

Uncomfortable tears flowed down, the little boy clenched his fists and swore that he would tear Qin Kun to pieces!

Hearing the little boy walking away, Qin Kun yawned and lay down on the bed again.

"I helped you, how can I thank me?"

Seeing Qin Kun regaining his gentlemanly appearance, Messelin was taken aback. For a time, she thought that Qin Kun was finally going to attack her, but who would have thought that he was acting in front of Robert.

"You...why do you think you helped me!"

Qin Kun sighed: "There is a little lion who interferes with your business every night, who dares to prostitute you. I gave him a warning today, and his father should make people look after him in the future. Isn't it?"

Messelin was extremely surprised, this oriental man seemed to be able to see through everything, his guess was absolutely right!Since seeing Robert Jr. a few months ago, she hasn't received business for a long time. He always has a way to run out of the house and come to find him at night. Several of his regular customers have also been beaten by his father's men several times.

Qin Kun paused and said: "When I picked you just now, I wondered that no one would pick such a beautiful girl. It turned out that no one dared to pick you."

Messelin blushed, Qin Kun said: "Well, I should still have a sum of money in Hong Kong, which can support you to study fashion design."

Messelin was startled: "How do you know I want to learn this?"

Qin Kun saw all the contents of the book she just read through the Celestial Eye Technique. Except for the basic fashion magazines, they are all books for introductory design. How could he not know.

Qin Kun said: "You only need to do one thing, which is to tell that little lion that I am a member of the Holy Soul Cult, and let him be an enemy of the Holy Soul Cult as much as possible."

0744 - Sword of Gaul

During the day, the streets are wide and the view is wide, and the mood sometimes becomes brighter with the view.

The buildings in the urban area of ​​Paris are low, because it is expressly stipulated that the buildings should not be higher than 50 meters. The square here is not big, but there are fewer people and it looks wider. Bluestone roads, white pigeons can be seen everywhere, accompanied by the old city buildings that have been polished by wind and frost. , forming a pleasing picture scroll.

'Survival Mission: French Republic'

'Mission purpose: Find the sealed Holy Spirit'

Qin Kun was completely at a loss as to the sealed Holy Spirit.First of all, such things as the Holy Spirit are extremely rare. Only ghosts with great merit and virtue are worshiped by people at the same time, and have not dissipated until now, so they have the conditions to become 'Holy Spirit'!

The combination of all the conditions is ridiculously harsh. Even with the systematic urine, the place where you appear may have an inevitable connection with the Holy Spirit. Finding the Holy Spirit is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Also, the Holy Spirit is definitely not a certain level of ghosts, but a realm.Theoretically speaking, fluctuations at the wandering soul level can also become holy spirits. Of course, the holy spirit is definitely not at the wandering soul level if it receives so much incense.

So so far, Qin Kun has only seen two holy spirits, one is the old man in the jar when he first met Du Qinghan, and the other is Wei Tuo.

Wait... Veda?

At the corner of the street, in a dark corner, Qin Kun turned his palm, and an urn appeared.

Seeing no one around, a burly Holy Spirit in golden armor was summoned!

A few days ago, Wei Tuo's hall was smashed, Wei Tuo was about to disappear, Qin Kun had an idea to put him in the ashes urn.The magic of the columbarium is that any ghost in it will only consume ghost energy to survive, and will not be lost.This is a cage where you can't live but can't die. Niu Meng's patriarch and hanged ghosts were all imprisoned here, even if they wanted to die, they couldn't do it.

Naturally, Wei Tuo didn't die, but the ghost energy was almost exhausted, and he didn't see him for a few days. In addition, he was seriously injured, and his strength had been reduced to that of a ghost.

Called out by Qin Kun, Wei Tuo looked around. Although in the shadows, the sun was still dazzling, he whispered: "Boy from the Taoist sect, what do you want me for? Put me back quickly, I will be out of my wits!"

Qin Kun has seen many ghosts who don't like columbariums, but this is the first one that likes to stay in them.

Qin Kun asked, "Brother Wei Tuo, can I inquire about something?"

"Say it quickly! I'm about to run out of ghost energy!"

As a temple spirit, leaving the temple is almost like a balloon.After the ghost energy leaked out, he was almost out of his wits.

Wei Tuo was very anxious, it would be fine to stay in that columbarium, why let me out?

Qin Kun then said: "Don't worry, just one thing, can you perceive ghosts of your own kind?"

"I... the same kind? The ghost of Buddhism?"

"No, Holy Spirit."

"Holy... Spirit? What is the Holy Spirit?"

"You don't know the Holy Spirit? You are the Holy Spirit!" Qin Kun was speechless.

Wei Tuo was startled, and thought for a while: "Hiss... I remembered, my partner seems to be regarded as the Holy Spirit, so I should also be the Holy Spirit."

Ok?

"You still have a partner?"

Qin Kun has only heard that Niutou has a partner with horse face, Bai Wuchang has a partner with Hei Wuchang, Bao Zheng has a partner with Gongsun Ce, but he has never heard of Wei Tuo having a partner.

"Who is your partner?"

"Galan Bodhisattva! Oh, it's Guan Yu."

puff……

Your partner is Guan Erye? !Qin Kun had heard that Guan Yu was enshrined as Guan Shengdijun by Taoists, but this was the first time he had heard of the title of Garan Bodhisattva.However, there is no time to talk about this now.

"Stop, let's talk about the second master later. Can you feel the Holy Spirit?"

Wei Tuo thought for a while: "If it's the ghost energy fluctuations like Jia Lan, it should be possible!"

During the day, Qin Kun was traveling in Paris. In the 80s, the war subsided, the market revived, and the European economy was booming in Paris in the [-]s.

This is a great place to travel.

In the evening, he turned to his old profession. Qin Kun searched for the cancerous gangsters hidden in the city. He found one, robbed the money, and spent the night in style. Clues of the Holy Spirit.

Wei Tuo's ghost energy was consumed a lot, and he needed dozens of wads of ghost coins to make offerings a night to barely ensure that the ghost energy would not be lost. It was like a bottomless pit, and Qin Kun didn't know when the day would be the end.

After staying for a week, Qin Kun offended all the big and small gangs in Paris.Rumors spread everywhere in the underground society, saying that recently there was a mysterious person who picked gangsters to rob. Those gangsters who were robbed didn't even remember what the other party looked like. They only knew that they had an oriental face. Qin Kun's identity was concealed for a while. A layer of fog.

On the ninth day, Qin Kun sat in a restaurant.

The dining etiquette here is very complicated, especially in slightly higher-end restaurants. The waiters will tirelessly remind you that Qin Kun is also a regular customer. He stuffs the napkin into his clothes and tastes the food on his own.

"Truffles...snails...foie gras...no one can get used to it." Qin Kun forked the pasta. The sweet and spicy pasta was particularly unpalatable. Eating here is simply torture for people.

After paying and tipping, Qin Kun looked up, and a few men in suits and leather shoes in the corner were looking at him. Qin Kun put the last piece of bacon into his mouth and smiled at them.

Pay the bill, leave, go out.

As far as the sky could see, those men in suits and leather shoes were indeed following him.

"There is a gun..."

Qin Kun shook his head, how much hatred and grievance, I am here to travel, lending you some money, there is no need to make such a big battle.

Turn into an alley of an old street.

Ahead, there are also several people rushing towards this side.

Qin Kun lit the cigarette and held it in his hand. When he was about to reach the intersection, he was stopped.

"Sorry, sir, you walked too leisurely, it seems that we don't take our 'Sword of Gaul' seriously."

A man wearing sunglasses walked sideways from the intersection, playing with the ring on his finger.

A few days ago it was the 'Light of Marseilles', and now there is a group of 'Swords of Gaul'. Qin Kun is quite impressed by the continent of Europa, where gangs are rampant.The racism here is very serious. After all, Europe is a place of blood, and regionalism and conflicts of beliefs make this continent extremely complicated.

Anyway, Qin Kun provoked one person, and provoked a group of people. There are too many lice, and it doesn't itch.

"Excuse me, sir. I didn't mean it to you."

"Oh? Do you also know how to be afraid? Hahahaha... In three days, four of the Gaul disciples have been robbed by you, and even Mr. Du Wen has been humiliated by you. Your provocation will reap tons s return!"

"afraid?"

Qin Kun felt that the other party would have misunderstood it.

"No, no, I mean, you bunch of rubbish, I just randomly picked a few to start with, you are not worth my targeting."

The man in sunglasses was furious.

Before he gave an order, those gang members in suits and leather shoes rushed towards Qin Kun.

At both ends of the alley, more than a dozen people rushed forward, and some of them were wearing guns, but if they didn't draw their guns, who would be the enemy? !

Clenching his fists, the first Gaul who charged was punched against the wall and passed out!

Overlord Hanging Paintings!

Chapter 0745

Perhaps decades later, the man in sunglasses is unwilling to recall this day.

None of the dozen or so gang elites from the Gaul Sword survived a single round against a man of the yellow race.It took only half a minute from the beginning to the end when the elite of the Sword of Gaul lost their fighting power. They were knocked down by their opponents before they even had time to draw out their guns. This is very rare!

Qin Kun didn't touch those guns, and he didn't have time to touch them. Seeing the man in sunglasses reach out to touch the guns, Qin Kun stepped out, used them brokenly, and appeared behind the man in sunglasses.

The soul-sealing gun was drawn out and pressed against the back of the sunglasses man's head.