Gao Wu: Me and my Destiny System

The destination of Baishan can basically be determined.

Instead of chatting with the driver brother, Xu Qingfeng thought about why Baishan came to the Warrior Association.

Baishan's current strength is only about 1300 jin, how dare he go to the Warrior Association to accept the task?

Moreover, how could he receive the mission?

The Martial Artists Association is a special organization established by the Great Xia Kingdom. It is responsible for all matters related to warriors. As long as it is related to extraordinary things, they can take care of it.

Since it is in charge of extraordinary affairs, the tasks issued by the Martial Artists Association are not simple.

For example, arresting warrior criminals, the strength of warrior criminals cannot be lowered.

For example, to clean up the foreign races that have sneaked into the country, you can't even find the foreign races if you don't have any strength.

For example, it is even more difficult to wipe out the wild beasts that are raging in the wild. Anything can happen in the wild.

Therefore, if you want to take on the mission of the Warrior Association, the Warrior Association has an official rule that the strength must reach the second level.

It is obviously impossible for Baishan to be the second order.

As for whether Baishan is hiding his strength?

The probability is less than one percent.

Just when Xu Qingfeng was puzzled, the taxi arrived at the gate of the Warrior Association.

The Martial Artists Association is a domed palace-style building that occupies an extremely large area.

The main body of the building is white with a little black embellishment.

On the top of the building, hung the badge of the Martial Artists Association. The badge was a shield with intersecting swords on the background.

Bai Shan got off the car at the gate and ran into the Warrior Association.

By the time Xu Qingfeng's car followed and paid the car payment and got out of the car, Baishan had long since disappeared.

"I didn't lose it all the way, but I lost it when I got to the ground."

Xu Qingfeng shrugged and didn't care.

Anyway, they have already followed the destination, and they are not afraid of not being able to find anyone.

Walking into the gate of the Martial Artists Association, Xu Qingfeng thought that the guard would at least ask a question, but he never thought that he would be too lazy to answer him.

Xu Qingfeng felt a little surprised, but he was relieved after thinking about it.

Who would go to the Martial Artists Association to make trouble?

Eat too many brain fragments.

Walking into the Warriors Association, Xu Qingfeng arrived at the Warriors Hall, which was as noisy as a vegetable market.

"I'll go, so many people..."

Xu Qingfeng thought that at this point in time, there should be no one in the Warrior Association.

These black and white people are all human heads.

"How do you find this?" Xu Qingfeng was in trouble.

The Hall of Warriors is the place where warriors receive missions. Hundreds of warriors accept missions here, so it's hard not to make noise.

Above the hall, there are four large display screens hanging, corresponding to the four directions.

A large number of tasks scrolled across the display.

If you want to pick up a task, you only need to write down the number of the task, and go to the window around to accept the task.

After the task is completed, you can submit the task at the window when you come back with the voucher.

Xu Qingfeng searched a few times in the noisy warrior hall, but he didn't see Bai Shan.

The kid in school uniform wandered around the Martial Artists Association, attracting the attention of many people.

Huang Chengping is one of them.

"Little friend, are you planning to work part-time here?"

When Xu Qingfeng passed by Huang Chengping again, he reached out to stop Xu Qingfeng.

"part time?"

Xu Qingfeng looked at Huang Chengping who stopped him in surprise.

"Isn't it?"

Huang Chengping also looked at Xu Qingfeng with a strange expression on his face.

At Xu Qingfeng's age, Huang Chengping doesn't believe that he is a second-order person who can take on the task alone.

"Uh, so be it."

Xu Qingfeng pondered for half a second before giving an ambiguous answer.

"Yes, yes, no, no, what does it mean?"

Huang Chengping rolled his eyes, wondering what is going on in the minds of young people nowadays.

Can this kind of thing be considered?

"I came to look for my classmate. There were too many people just now, so I got separated from him." Xu Qingfeng directly explained his situation.

"White Mountain?"

Huang Chengping asked with a strange expression.

"how do you know?"

Xu Qingfeng asked in surprise.

Can you guess this?

"How many people at your age dare to come to the Martial Artists Association to work part-time? Come with me, and I'll take you to find him." Huang Chengping said, waving his hands to signal Xu Qingfeng to follow him.

Seeing that Huang Chengping knew where Baishan was, Xu Qingfeng hurriedly followed.

It's normal to think about it. It's true that there are not many people in their early 18s who dare to work part-time in the Warrior Association.

"Kid, what's your name?"

"Oh, my name is Xu Qingfeng, big brother, what's your name?"

"My name is Huang Chengping, you can call me Lao Huang or Uncle Ping."

"Okay, brother Ping."

Huang Chengping looked to be in his 40s, and Xu Qingfeng called him "Brother Ping" without any hesitation.

"You boy, get on the road!"

Huang Chengping was taken aback by Xu Qingfeng's call "brother", and then he gave a thumbs up and praised.

This call made the atmosphere a lot more familiar, and the two chatted on the way.

Chatting and chatting, both sides have a certain understanding of their respective information.

Huang Chengping, 45 years old, his strength is the peak of the first order according to his own statement.

Hehe, isn't it? With 2000 punches, you can't break through the peak of the first order of the second order.

He belongs to the kind of warrior with relatively mediocre talent. When he was 40 years old, his fist strength could not reach 2000 catties, so he gave up the idea of ​​breakthrough.

After Huang Chengping gave up the thought of breaking through, he became a broker in the Warrior Association, barely earning a living.

This is also the reason why he would strike up a conversation with Xu Qingfeng, a potential client.

Xu Qingfeng also shared some information about himself.

Like where do you go to school.

For example, around 2000 punches.

During the chat, Xu Qingfeng knew why Huang Chengping knew Baishan.

Because coincidentally, Baishan was also handled by Huang Chengping.

While speaking, Huang Chengping took Xu Qingfeng to the destination.

The negative floor of the Martial Artists Association.

There are many warriors in the negative floor, and they are preparing supplies for action.

The Martial Artists Association is a very large organization. It not only has tasks, but also sells various material information part-time, and also purchases various material information.

Huang Chengping took Xu Qingfeng to find Baishan's team in a corner.

There are at least 200 people gathered here.

"Brother Yu, I brought you another temporary worker, do you still need someone?"

Before approaching, Huang Chengping shouted loudly.

On the periphery of the team, Yang Feiyu, who was watching the team members preparing supplies, turned his head and looked over.

Not only Yang Feiyu, many people present were attracted by Huang Chengping's yelling.

"Breeze?"

Bai Shan in the crowd was even more surprised when he saw Xu Qingfeng.

"What strength?" Yang Feiyu asked as he walked over.

"2000 punches." Huang Chengping replied.

"Come on, punch me here." Yang Feiyu raised his right hand noncommittally, and said to Xu Qingfeng.

Huang Chengping didn't say anything about it.

The employer needs to inspect the goods, which is normal.

As for whether Xu Qingfeng has this strength, Huang Chengping feels that as long as his brain is not showy, he will not come to the Warrior Association to be a monster.

Playing with martial artists, it is easy to have their hands and feet broken, or even killed, as long as the martial artist is not at fault, at most they will lose some money.

Fights involving warriors do not apply to ordinary security management regulations, that is to say, death is death.

Xu Qingfeng didn't talk nonsense, and with about 2000 force, he hit Yang Feiyu's palm.

boom!

Yang Feiyu's palm remained motionless.

"Okay, I'll accept this person, and the commission will be settled after the mission."

After verifying Xu Qingfeng's strength, Yang Feiyu stopped talking nonsense and kept Xu Qingfeng.

It only costs [-] to [-] yuan to hire a temporary worker. This small amount of money is nothing to a warrior team.

"Thank you Brother Yu."

Huang Chengping grinned, very happy to have made this deal.

"Qingfeng, be careful with the task, I'll leave first, and call later."

"Okay, thank you Brother Ping."