Chengyuan

"Deputy Qin, what do you need from me?" Bian Cheng closed the door, turned around, and faced the boss of the guild's boss.If he hadn't received a message saying something urgent, he would not have wanted to come.He was the only one in the dormitory, and when he thought about it in his spare time, he suddenly became curious about what could happen.

In the office on the third floor of the business center, only the lights in the corridor and the office were silently shining. Qin Mingli, still in a neat suit, sat him down with a smile on his face.The two sat opposite each other, only this time, there was no trouble from Bai Yuan.

Qin Mingli called out kindly, "Xiaocheng, uncle is here to care about you. It's been half a month. How are you adapting in the guild?"

"It's okay." The border city was unknown, so he purposely brought the two of them closer. For the time being, he followed his words, "I've adapted well, and the working atmosphere here is very good. I like it very much."

Qin Mingli stood up from behind the desk. He is in his 40s and still in good shape. He is no different from a capitalist who has a little money outside. His leather shoes are shiny. some place.At this time, he walked to Biancheng with his hands behind his back, stretched out a hand, paused, and then pressed it on Biancheng's shoulder.

"That's good. Uncle has always cared about you and paid attention to you." Qin Mingli bent down slightly, and deliberately lowered his voice.Biancheng felt uncomfortable because of this sudden closeness.

"I don't know if Vice President Qin is looking for me..."

"You can call me Uncle Qin." Qin Mingli interrupted him.

Biancheng frowned, weighing one or two in his heart, "Uncle Qin." He felt uncomfortable for a moment, only that people would change, people who didn't like him and Qin Fa to participate in the sentry contest would now bring The hypocrisy on his face has a relationship with him?

Qin Mingli laughed because of this sound, patted Bian Cheng on the shoulder, and walked to the window, "That's all right, Bian Cheng, I've always hoped to have such an excellent son as you."

"Uncle Qin's three children are all excellent." Bian Cheng pretended not to hear his hidden meaning, and didn't care much.

"Don't make fun of me." Qin Mingli sighed, leaning his hands on the window, blowing the night wind, "I don't worry about it, but I want to fight against me. Look, how good it is here, back then you If he and Alpha didn't go to that small branch in a fit of anger, but came here, there must be a different ending today."

"My two youngest sons." Qin Mingli said slowly, "As long as one of them is A-level, I will be thankful to my ancestors."

"Uncle Qin?" Bian Cheng didn't quite understand why he was chatting with himself about these meaningless things.

Qin Mingli pretended not to have heard his shout, and sighed heavily, "Without a single up-to-date, how difficult can it be to upgrade from B-level to A-level, right? They are all from the same pair of parents, so how hard can it be to change?" Become a unique dark sentinel?" He pointed, "What do you think?"

The most sensitive nerve in Bian Cheng's mind was severely picked, and he stood up abruptly, and the chair was dragged a short distance on the ground because of his movement.

"These two guys have lost my old face." Qin Mingli turned sideways, looked at him with a smile, his eyes glistened, "Xiaocheng, you are so good, you can tell them how you become stronger when you have time, They will be graduating next year, tell me, can they be promoted to A-level under your guidance? Uncle is here, but I will ask you first."

Feeling Qin Mingli's gaze on him, Biancheng struggled for a while between tactfully refusing and outright picking, and then simply chose the latter, talking eloquently, "Qin... Vice President, I don't have any tricks, it all depends on Each has its own ability. To become stronger, it depends on the attitudes of the two of you, rather than relying on potions that can kill you at any time."

"Frankly speaking, I just received a task not long ago, which is to destroy these harmful things." He pushed away the chair, took two steps in the direction of Qin Mingli, laughed, and frankly said, "If these things are really It is beneficial to the sentinel direction, I will definitely hide two secretly without hesitation, and leave them for those who need them. Unfortunately, a task is a task, you say, right?" His tail fell lightly, but it seemed like a Heavy hammer with handle.

One vague, one blunt.Standing against each other, it seemed that just standing easily caused the whole office to fall into a confrontational intransigence.

After about two breaths, Qin Mingli suddenly clapped his hands and shouted loudly, "Okay!"

Bian Cheng was startled back to his senses by his action, and looked at him silently.

"Sure enough, I saw the right person." Qin Mingli admired, "Honestly speaking, your first mission is A-level, and some people have given me some opinions before. But now, you prove it to me with your determination." My choice was right."

He came over and patted Bian Cheng on the shoulder, "He's a good guy indeed! Frankly speaking, if you're really thinking something wrong," his eyes were sharp, and when he looked up at people sideways, no one could see clearly. Whether it's killing intent or a smile, "The guild won't keep you anymore."

He walked past Biancheng, sat back on the office chair, lay his hands flat on his stomach, and looked at Biancheng with a smile in his eyes.

No one knew whether he was telling the truth or a lie.

"Oh?" Bian Cheng turned around, "So, was Vice President Qin testing me just now?"

"Who says it's not?" Qin Mingli stretched out his arms and looked at him with a smile, the creases on his face were piled up, "After all, you are a newcomer. And Freedom Tower likes to do things like poaching guild talents."

"Regardless of newcomers and old people, as long as they have a wrong idea, they may betray the guild. The vice president should treat them equally, not treat them differently."

"You're right. I hope that you will be as loyal as you said when you carry out your mission." Qin Mingli took a sip of water from his glass without hesitation, "Instead of begging for mercy on those traitors."

Biancheng's face darkened, and Qin Mingli laughed to himself, "What's the matter, are you angry? But as far as I know, haven't they still looked for you?" The cup fell on the table, and he said in a dull voice, "Next, should you Express your sincerity to me and to the guild?"

What is there to say?Biancheng thought sarcastically, and went around in a circle, is it still the original topic?It was even worse than the original indifference.He said coldly, "Is this considered a threat? Vice President Qin, you think too much of yourself." Now that he has already pushed aside, Bian Cheng has no intention of talking to Qin Mingli again, so he left the office without trusting him. He will still be begging for nothing to stop him.

When he went out, he turned his head slightly and glanced at the sign in the center of the outer door.

Qin Mingli.

South sentry to the vice president of the guild.

The center of affairs at night, like a sleeping beast.In the curved corridor, there are stars shining outside the window.

Only his footsteps sounded like nothing.But at some point, another sound of footsteps with a completely different rhythm followed, looming behind him.Bian Cheng thought they were just unrelated strangers, so he didn't care.

Until the breath suddenly approached, dodging his mental power scattered around, silently landed on his neck and shoulders, and blew on his fine hair, making one's hair stand on end.

At this shuddering and weird moment, Bian Cheng quickly turned around and pierced the air with his elbow, but missed.

"Hahahaha... Are you scared?" The visitor laughed loudly, leaning against a row of glass windows in the corridor, leaning forward and backward laughing.

Bian Cheng frowned at him, showing fear, "Who are you?"

The man wore a blue long gown, emerald green earrings fell on the soft clothes on his shoulders, and a small braid was tied at the end of his hair.When he squinted his eyes and smiled, there was a bit of classical style for no reason. When he spoke, his voice was drawn out, lazily like a chant, "Bai Ze, who knows everything, why do you pretend to be stupid with me?"

He does 'see' it.Biancheng hesitated to speak, and finally gave up calling out the word: "I don't want to call you by your name." This name is too good at taking advantage of people.

"Oh? Is that so?" The man was next to the window. He was obviously a big man, but he clearly put on a weak and boneless expression. He raised his hand, the back of his hand gently pressed against the tip of his chin, and his fox-like eyes narrowed slightly. He said, "Benevolence sees benevolence, my name is nothing unusual, it's just that your own thoughts are dirty."

"What are you following me for?" Bian Cheng simply changed the question.

The man took the time to look at him, playing with his tasseled braid, "Eh? Nameless, who are you talking to?"

This man is annoying.Without batting an eye, Bian Cheng asked him, "Guan Ren, what are you doing with me?!"

"Hey, ma'am, I'm just following you." Guan Ren replied with a smile, taking advantage of this verbal advantage without hesitation.

For a moment in the border town, it is rare to feel that my calm and unwavering emotions are being burned by the fire, and they burst into a pillar of fire, violently trying to burn the person in front of me on a wooden stake.

Just who was it that said so straightforwardly that the benevolent sees benevolence, and that others have dirty thoughts?

What about the face?