Chapter 1 Lin Fan returns after rebirth

Now, news of a second force has spread in Jianghai City.

Even without Lin Fan's order.

The old man also knew that it was time to win over more people.

Regardless of talent or not, at least every force must have a certain size of cannon fodder.

Otherwise, there will really be a fight without cannon fodder.

Even though hundreds of people died, the other party didn't feel sorry for him.

On my side, any death would be a serious loss.

Extremely bad value.

There must be a large enough number to serve as the front row.

"I-I'm willing to join!"

Among the survivors, a middle-aged man standing at the front was the first to kneel on the ground, his eyes full of fear.

Anyone less than one meter in front of him was killed in front of him.

Moreover, when the shadow soldier took action, few people noticed its movements.

Of course, it's not that it's too fast for the eyes to catch.

Instead, the sky was getting darker and the lights in the library were not turned on.

This environment is the best place for shadow soldiers to disguise themselves.

Naturally terrifying.

But this alone can make the people in the front row completely surrender.

Otherwise, they will be the next to die.

There is one person taking the lead.

There was no need for the old man to say anything, and people were kneeling on the ground one after another.

I just ask the old man not to kill me.

But the old man still understands the principle of one stick and one candy.

Not to mention that there is no means in the team to control their life and death at all times.

Even if it exists, it cannot be used.

Because the subordinates who were threatened will eventually come back to bite them if they are used for a long time.

Therefore, the old man slowly said:

"Knowing that I am a contractor, you still dare to rush up and kill me, you..."

At this point, everyone broke out in cold sweat, their limbs were numb with fear, and they lost all consciousness.

“You are brave and fit our team culture.”

call--

In an instant, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"However, our team never leaves a source of trouble. If it is an enemy, it should be uprooted!"

The old man changed his tone, and everyone who was originally relaxed felt like they were falling into an ice cave again!

"But if you choose to join us, you are one of our own. Remember this rule. Enemies must be dealt with cleanly."

call--

The anger he raised was relieved again.

"It can be said that they are one of our own, but the current situation also has a sense of coercion. Some people must have joined us as a last resort in order to survive."

These sometimes tense and sometimes relaxed words broke the last heartstrings of many people.

Looking at those people, they were breathing intermittently and almost fainted from fright.

The old man finally took a breath.

You bastards, now you know how uncomfortable the consequences will be if you offend my grandpa, right?

After coughing lightly, the old man continued:

"So, I give you a chance to choose. If you don't want to join, you can leave now. I won't kill you."

The calm and calm expression made everyone look at each other, and they were at a loss for a moment.

What if he said he wouldn't kill them, but ended up killing them strangely?

Isn't this a common routine in a certain place?

On the surface: If you want to leave, just leave.

In fact: bang bang means two shots in the heart.

But even though everyone was suspicious, some stood up tremblingly and timidly said:

"I have offended the old man today because I am ignorant. If you don't kill me, you will definitely repay me in the future."

After saying that, he didn't forget to kowtow a few more times for fear that the old man was really what he imagined.

To show that you are by no means a curse.

Then he walked out cautiously.

Seeing someone take the initiative, others followed suit and left.

But before leaving the library, the old man continued:

"Okay, I really won't kill. What's the use of leaving people alone?"

"For those who have not left, I might as well tell you about their treatment."

"Every time you perform a mission, you can get a certain amount of money or living supplies. As for how much, I will try my best to get more for you."

"If you accidentally die while performing a mission, you don't have to worry about your family. We will take care of your family."

Not much sound.

Just enough to cover those who are ready to leave.

a time.

People who wanted to leave stopped one after another.

"In the apocalypse, human life is worthless. A piece of money can buy a cheap life."

"But in our team, your lives cannot be measured by money."

The old man's brainwashing speech.

People who were originally afraid gradually calmed down.

They looked at each other with indescribable horror in their eyes.

Every time you perform a mission, is there money you can get? !

You know, most of them have never even touched a ghost note!

As the old man said just now, if you have one dollar, you can buy an ordinary person's life.

There are definitely a lot of people rushing to do it!

Just because in this doomsday context, the lives of ordinary people are not worth it.

But now, the old man not only promises rewards for performing tasks.

Even if the person dies, the children and wife can still receive compensation.

This is for people who have a family or whose parents are still alive.

Simply the greatest temptation!

"I remember... he seems to be the person who delivers the money to the library."

Some people finally remembered the impression of the old man in front of them.

At that time, there were many people who saw him giving money.

If the old man hadn't left in the car after delivering the goods.

Their first target is definitely not the library.

But the old man himself!

Of course, no one thinks this way anymore.

Everyone's eyes were filled with shock.

Give it to anyone who has no power to tie a chicken, and you will get the money.

Then join the team and get to the top.

Isn’t there a lot of money in the underworld?

Then why would I need to work hard for a meal like I do now?

The people who were about to leave also turned around and knelt back to their original positions.

"I've figured it out. Instead of repaying the favor in the future, it's better to start repaying the favor now!"

Although it's a little embarrassing, it's for Ming Chao's sake.

Their faces didn't even turn red.

Please, this is the end of the world, who cares about face!

Seeing this, the old man nodded with satisfaction.

Cannon fodder for nearly a hundred people.

When the time comes to really fight against that force, there will be a front row.

As for compensation and task rewards.

It only takes a few hundred dollars.

For this group of people, if they get one hundred ghost notes, they will laugh out of their dreams.

At that time, you can also promote that the higher the position, the greater the rewards, to stimulate their ambition.

The gentle man standing one meter away from the old man also had a ferocious face and said with a smile:

"Yes, yes, we will always be loyal to you."

The old man made a booing gesture and asked everyone:

"Does anyone know the news about the Holy Mother Group he mentioned just now?"

After asking, within a second, someone raised his hand and said:

"I, I know best, and what he knows is what I told him."

"I, I know it too!"

"Me too!"

Now is the time to show off, and everyone who has heard these three words will raise their hands.

The old man recalled carefully that he, like the gentle man, mentioned someone who took a step back from the Holy Mother Group.

All stood up.

There were about ten people.

The only ones who knew but did not stand up were the dead bodies long ago.

"Okay, as long as one of you can tell the most and most critical information about the Holy Mother Group."

"You can get one hundred ghost notes."

“Whether the information is rumored and unconfirmed or confirmed to be true, it must be made clear.”

One hundred ghost notes!

Looking at the money held between the old man's fingers, hope reappeared on everyone's faces.

If you hang out with him, you can really get some money!

The gentle man even had tears in his face and said excitedly:

"Good man, you are such a good man! Not only will you not kill us, but you will also kill us. From now on, I will be your dog——"

Swish!

Not finished.

The shadow soldier's blade grazed his neck.

The heads were separated on the spot.

The originally exciting atmosphere came to an abrupt end again.

After one stick and one candy, you immediately become famous!

The old man said coldly:

"Our team culture needs brave and loyal people."

"You do not deserve."

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[Accumulated 800+, my colleague asked me to go have a late night snack, I slammed the table angrily, I want to eat whatever I want!Codeword! 】

(You dare to call me stupid! In line with snail culture!)

ps: Hot knowledge, everyone knows that snails are the least watery.