Instructor, can I tag you?

The torrential rain in the summer night broke the dreary night. In the suffocating and dilapidated bars on the street, the colorful lights kept changing and flickering, marking people's faces with various transparent spots.

The capital bar of Taoyuan No. [-] Star, a holy place for one-night stands between sentries and guides in the interstellar world.

"Your wine, sir."

The bartender at the bar pushed forward a glass of mixed red wine, and looked curiously at the person sitting in front of the counter.

He looked like a young man with fair skin, wearing a pair of thin-rimmed glasses, slightly curved at the end of his eyes, and the color of his eyes was so light that he could barely see it under the blurred light of the bar, and completely disappeared in the bar. He has black and long eyelashes.

It's so beautiful, he thought to himself, wouldn't it be a pain for such a beautiful person to come to such a place?

The communicator on the counter let out a cheerful shout, and Chen Yu lowered his eyes to glance at it, but he didn't open it, and just said lightly: "Thank you."

The bartender at the bar looked away in due course, yes, the voice is also nice, it's over.

Sure enough, a boy who looked only eighteen or nineteen years old came over with a glass of bubbling beer, and shook his exaggeratedly dyed blond hair: "Brother, this place is so dirty, how dirty is it? I have land for drinking, the house is clean, let’s go there together?”

Chen Yu swiped the communicator from the side of the counter and clicked on a page.

He didn't bother to talk to the boy at first, but he didn't expect that the less he spoke, the more the boy seemed to think that he didn't reject this kind of thing, and immediately put his hands on his shoulder dishonestly.

Chen Yu slightly tilted his head, a little impatiently: "Take your hands away."

The boy was inexplicably stabbed by his cold eyes, and bounced away with a trembling hand. After the bounce, he seemed to be a little surprised why he was so cowardly, and muttered in a low voice: "Tch, who do you think you are?" , come here and pretend to be a white lotus."

After the boy walked away, a little brother immediately gave him a fist bump.

As a senior guide, Chen Yu's five senses are much more sensitive than those cats and dogs in the bar, so even though the two boys lowered their voices, Chen Yu still heard what they were saying.

"I said ancestor, do you know who that is, go up and flirt, don't you die?"

The boy was a little confused: "Who is it?"

"Chen Yu from the Federal Army, he was my instructor for a year."

The boy was silent for a moment, and then spit out a word: "Day."

Instructor Chen of the Federal Army is notoriously abstinent.I usually wear shirts that must be buttoned all the way to the top.So even though Instructor Chen had a thin waist, long legs, fair skin and good looks, none of the lawless thorns in the federal army dared to chase him.

Chen Yu didn't pay attention to their discussion, the continuous screams from the communicator had completely attracted his attention.

He got up to pay the bill, passed the two boys expressionlessly, and walked out of the bar.

The torrential rain was still pouring down, and the brightness of the screen was particularly dazzling on the dark street.

Chen Yu opened a black umbrella, squinted his eyes and lowered the brightness a little with one hand.

The displayed webpage is obviously still the style designed in the early days of Interstellar, with a few large characters placed alone on the top of the page: "Welcome to the federal mercenary system - I am the cutest mercenary."

Chen Yu's eyebrows moved slightly. Every time he saw this, he wondered if the designer had traveled back thousands of years and was kicked in the head by a donkey.

Looking further down, it is a simple and clear task information interface.

In chronological order, Chen Yu's most recent mission is: "On August [-]th, [-] in the Federal Restoration Calendar, in the capital of Taoyuan [-], hunt down Federal Army Lieutenant General Louis."

"Task issuer: Hey, the stingy employer has been anonymous."

"Mission recipient: Hong Tong (that's you)."

"The identity information of the task recipient: special people, guides, can use mental power, and the mental body is unknown."

"Task recipient system ranking: 02."

"Applied for mission aid: Mercenary group who love to drink winter melon soup."

"Mission Helper System Rank: 1505 (Note: The highest rank in history is 05)."

Few people know that as a former senior cadre of the federal army, Chen Yu also has a very cool name in the underground mercenary market, called Hongtong.

According to his temperament, he originally planned to hang Chen Yu directly, but the people who recruited him into the gang seemed to have expected him to do this. In order to prevent both of them from being wiped out by the federal army, he simply hid Chen Yu and sneaked into the gang. First, I authenticated a real name.

Chen Yu's fingertips rubbed the word "Anonymous" on the task issuer, and then tapped the white earphone hanging on his left ear: "Xia Man, can you find the task issuer?"

The male voice on the other end of the headset blew a proud whistle: "Of course, this kind of nonsense system, hackers go in and find someone every minute!"

Half a minute later, the male voice spoke again: "Brother Chen, I found it! Coincidentally, the location of the publisher is near you."

Chen Yu raised his head slightly from under the black umbrella. He looked around. There were very few pedestrians on the street, and the only thing that looked strange was a black car parked by the side of the road.

A middle-aged man about 50 to [-] years old was sitting in the driver's seat with a cigarette dangling from his mouth. His fat head was so thick that there were two folds, so deep that even Chen Yu could see it through the car window. Clearly.

Chen Yu took two steps closer with an umbrella in hand.

The man reached out and turned on the windshield wipers, and the communicator behind the steering wheel buzzed and vibrated.

The man seemed to glance at the name displayed on the communicator, his body shivered suddenly, the smoke fell out, and a small hole was burned in his pants instantly.

Chen Yu heard the voice from the communicator coming through the rain curtain indistinctly.

"General Louis, there are only 13 minutes left before the time we agreed to trade. I wonder if you have brought the person I want?"

The man held his big belly and smiled complacently: "Captain Qin Qinqin, don't worry! It's brought, it must be brought! I saw that kid accept the task with my own eyes. People like them are hanging out in the interstellar world, and they pay the most attention to it." Trust me, it’s impossible not to come!”

Chen Yu frowned strangely when he heard what the person on the other end of the communicator called the man, and asked Xia Man to locate the mission issuer. Why did he locate the mission target of Louis?

He adjusted the headset again: "Xia Man, are you really not wrong?"

The voice in the earphones seemed to be silent for a while, and then explained embarrassingly: "Well, oops, it shouldn't be there, but why the positioning of our mission target and the mission publisher's positioning are the same, hahahahaha, what a coincidence , what a coincidence."

Holding a black umbrella, Chen Yu walked towards the black car parked by the side of the road, chuckled lightly, and there was a little imperceptible sarcasm in his smile: "So, you mean that a person named General Louis released The mission is over, let us hunt down General Louis?"

Xia Man: "..."

I don't know, don't ask me.

At this time, the man in the carriage hung up the communicator with an angry expression on his face, and then he honked the horn impatiently at Chen Yu who was walking over, then stretched out his head and waved his arms and cursed: "Damn, don't you Do you know how to look at the road? Didn’t you see a car here? Get lost! One or two are playing me like a monkey!”

However, before he finished cursing, he suddenly felt the hairs on his neck standing on end, and a creepy chill spread all over his body in an instant. At that moment, his survival instinct made him subconsciously grab the backrest and quickly go into the carriage. down.

The communicator in his hand fell to the ground and made a cheerful electronic voice that simulated a teenager: "Ding, give flowers to the stingy employer! Your mercenary Hongtong has taken a glorious step forward on the road to complete the mission!"

Chen Yu raised the black umbrella slightly, his pale eyes were extremely bright: "Louis, right? If you break one of your fingers, you have paid off the debt."

The man was panting heavily, looking at his raised forearm in disbelief. The hand he had stretched out of the car window just now seemed to have had a finger severed, and the blood was continuously splattering from the cut. The late pain and fear were abnormal. It was so violent that he even forgot to run away for a moment.

Fast, too fast!How can it be done so fast!

He even suspected that if he was even a little slower, the one that would be cut off now would be his head!

Chen Yu didn't give him more time to react, huge mental power poured out from behind, a pale golden halo spread all over the ground, and instantly condensed into a radiant arrow following Chen Yu's mind, sharp The tip of the arrow pointed straight at Louis's head.

Concentrating mental power to such a degree, this is something that only S-rank sentries or guides can do!

With a "bang", the roof of the car was lifted, and a huge vulture stretched out its claws from the top of the car, grabbed Louis's thick back, screamed mournfully, and then flapped its wings vigorously. Before Chen Yu's arrow shot out, Fly quickly to the sky.

However, in front of Chen Yu, that smooth and wrinkled head was simply a living target.

Chen Yu raised his head and stared at the direction where the vulture was going away, and whispered to himself, "It's a sentinel."

The federation has been established for hundreds of years. The rapid development of technology and evolution has led to the emergence of many special groups of branches among the original single human beings, one of which is the sentinel and the guide.They are all able to mobilize their spiritual power to serve themselves, and even use their spiritual power to condense a spiritual partner who will never betray themselves.

And, the two are natural partners.The sentry has a more aggressive mental body, stronger five senses and physical fitness, and is responsible for protecting the sentry, while the guide has a milder mental body, which can soothe and heal the spiritual world of the sentry.

It was his spiritual body, a vulture, that saved Louis just now.

Chen Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, and the arrow of light behind him was about to shoot out.

Xia Man's voice hurriedly sounded in the earphones: "Don't! Brother Chen! Don't kill me!"

Chen Yu loosened his hand holding the black umbrella and did not speak.

Xia Man breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly explained: "There is a familiar smell of pheromone nearby, Brother Chen, follow and have a look."

Chen Yu touched the gun at his waist with his fingers, and asked, "Where is it?"

Xia Man: "In front of you, the Capital Building, I don't know exactly which floor it is on, but it's in the direction of that fat man just now. Follow him and you should be able to find it."

Chen Yu hummed.

He took a few steps forward with his long legs, and pressed down on the elevator of the Capital Building to the 38th floor.

The rain dripped down the elevator along the black umbrella, and Chen Yu's hair was also stained a lot. He stroked it casually, feeling that the elevator was a little hot, and unbuttoned two buttons of his meticulous shirt .

The numbers on the elevator kept changing—"35", "36", "37"—

"Brother Chen, no, run! We have been tricked, and the 38th floor has detected a large fluctuation in mental power!"

"Damn, why are there more and more of them! I'll tell you that those big fools who are blind to money shouldn't accept this kind of anonymous posting task for you!"

However, it was too late.

Chen Yu took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and put his thumb on the switch of the umbrella.

The elevator stopped on the 38th floor with a "ding".

Chen Yu lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "Xia Man, correct the data of this umbrella."

As his voice fell to the ground, a little fluorescent light lit up on the surface of the black umbrella, and Chen Yu knew that it was Xia Man's spiritual body.

There was a glimmer of light in the darkness, and the elevator door opened.

Chen Yu pressed the switch of the black umbrella with his hand.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Almost at the moment when the door was fully opened, all the cannon fire from the 38th floor hit Chen Yu, and the explosion filled the entire floor in a short while.

And the seemingly fragile black umbrella survived waves of intensive artillery fire, until the last shell was broken into pieces in the billowing smoke, and finally fell dutifully.

The voice in the earphone was a little weak: "Damn, it's so fierce, I almost didn't get knocked out."

Chen Yu raised his eyes and looked into the floor.

The 38th floor of the Capital Building, the highest floor, is a simulated starry sky above the head, a famous tourist attraction, quiet and beautiful.

However, under the starry sky now, there are more than 100 forts neatly erected, some of which are still emitting sparks from the dark muzzles, and each of them is facing Chen Yu.

What is strange is that behind these forts, there are no artillery manipulating them.

Xia Man was surprised: "There are so many, why is there no one behind? Could it be controlled by one person? No way, how high is this mental power?...It's over, I'm really going to faint this time!"

At the end of the endless battery, a man turned from the console.

The upper half of his face was covered by an exquisite silver mask, and the only thing that could be seen was the gold-plated number 03 on the mask.

Meeting Chen Yu's gaze, the man lazily stretched his waist.Although his expression was relaxed and casual, the posture of him leaning against the console as if ready to go gave a faint sense of oppression.

Chen Yu frowned.

It's a sentinel, and the smell of this pheromone is a bit familiar.

The man watched Chen Yu touch the particle gun on his waist defensively with his fingers, and smiled slowly, then held the communicator next to his ear, and said, "General Louis, congratulations, there is still time before the deadline." In ten seconds, you're done."

This low, slightly teasing voice...

The man put down the communicator: "My dear instructor, I'm back from hell."