Villain Organization Fishing Rules [Quick Transmigration]

As the assistant of the Demon Cult's Right Protector...ah no, apprentice, I have knelt on the cold bluestone for two hours.Ah, no, of course it’s not that I did something wrong, the first rule of fishing: Never let your boss catch you making mistakes.

In fact, I am not the only one kneeling in the whole hall, except for my master and the left protector next door, who can kneel on one knee, everyone else all lowered their heads and looked at the ground on their knees, some were counting bricks, some His eyes wandered to follow the ants on the ground.

A few newcomers in the back row are still whispering, I am really worried about their IQ and life.Don't they know that besides talking nonsense and being a straight male cancer, the leader of our demon sect is most famous for his superb martial arts, so don't even try to hide the movement within a radius of ten miles from him?

Sure enough, the leader who had been drooling for two hours stopped, and then the cute newcomers in the back row were dragged to feed the Gu/poison pit by the guards.Then, even more bitterly, the leader began to complain about the discipline, loyalty and ability of our teaching.

He has said these words for more than ten years, and he has been the leader for a few years, and he has said them for a few years.

When the daily lecture of "You are the worst subordinates I have ever brought up" was over, the leader waved his hand, and we once again congratulated him in unison, "Long live forever", and then we rubbed our numb knees, silently out of the hall.

To be honest, every time we yelled "Long live the leader", I have a sense of sight when I entered the barber shop and saw a group of young ladies bowing to me and shouting "Welcome, good afternoon".

God is so reincarnated, it turns out that Mr. Tony is actually myself.

After walking out of the main hall, the warm sunshine in the autumn afternoon shines on the body again, making people want to touch fish and sleep for a while.But I still cheered up, because the leader is only the big boss after all, and he will be scolded twice a month, and the right guardian in front of me is my immediate superior.

The second rule of fishing is to understand who is your real target and who is the real obstacle preventing you from fishing.

My boss, the Protector of the Demon Sect, is a good villain who loves his job and works hard. His increasingly bald hair proves how strong he is! 20 years ago, when he picked me up, he was just the head of a branch.

So how on earth did he change from being a fishing rudder master to an introverted protector?Is it because of the lack of hair volume and began to retaliate against the society?Is this a loss of morality, or a distortion of human nature?

In fact, it is not, he is purely a substitute.

If the leaders of this generation are obsessed with passing on/selling people and throwing people into Gu/poison pits, then the lifelong hobbies of the old leaders of the previous generation are killing people and watching them kill.The brain is a good thing, but it is a pity that the old leader does not have it. To be reasonable, although the devil is the villain of this book, a serious devil should kill heroes, and the KPI of killing the enemy should be the competition.

But our old leader likes to engage in some "wolf nature/culture", so the good Demon Cult has become a "werewolf killing" scene.Please close your eyes when it gets dark, the scene was bloody and bloody, so that every time my master thinks about it, he can lose a few more hairs.

"Sanin," he hugged me who was only eight years old at the time, looked at the maple forest in the back mountain that was brighter than blood, and said earnestly, "If it weren't for the old leader, I wouldn't be able to be the guardian of the right."

To put it simply, all his bosses killed each other. My master has fished for many years, and then one day, the headquarters of the Devil's Cult informed him like a bolt from the blue—"We have decided to let you be the boss." Protector Right, hurry up and take the blame... Oh no, go to work!"

And my master began to lose his hair in that year. Fortunately, two years later, the current leader killed the old leader and his whole family. The whole family was neat and tidy, and the bones were buried in the largest maple tree in the back mountain. down.

So, love to teach others, straight/male/cancer are not big problems.

In our Demon Cult, Guardian Zuo is in charge of all the logistics departments, such as the Department of Medicine refines Gu and raises poisons/people, the Ministry of Finance opens casinos and brothels to make money, and the Law Enforcement Hall is responsible for punishing traitors and all the newcomers who make the leader unhappy.

My master is in charge of the main business departments of 36 sub-helms, and the so-called "main business" of our Demon Cult is to do evil in the world, kill people and sell goods, and chop off the heads of heroes from all walks of life for KPI. Actually, I really don't understand it. What on earth is our Demon Cult trying to do, to even ask the left protector to work hard to make money, and then raise the killers under the right protector to kill people?

Maybe that's what every world villain is supposed to do, but I'm just trying to get my hands on the fish.

The third rule of fishing: In fact, it is easier to find logistics. There is no year-end KPI, but if you are unfortunately assigned to a major business department, you can apply to be an assistant and do some auxiliary work.

My main job is to collect information on the 36-point rudder for my boss when his baldness is more serious, and help him write a report outline to fool the big boss: "The performance of the Demon Sect is booming, and the number of heroes slaughtered this year far exceeds that of the same period. It is gratifying and congratulatory to teach infamy to a higher level, the leader will last forever."

Damn, after five or six years of writing, I even have a template.

In fact, as long as you fool the big boss, it doesn't matter how the actual business is doing. Anyway, those decent people will not come to expose me, thinking that our Demon Cult is not dedicated enough to kill enough people this year.

But the business of fishing has never been smooth sailing. For example, at this moment, your immediate superior looks sad. As a subordinate, you must stand up and share his worries!

The fourth rule of fishing: Don't let your boss find out that you are just playing badly.

After I asked "sincerely and worriedly", my master sighed pretendingly with an expression of "just waiting for you to ask", and then told me impatiently: Why is the leader so angry today? Shun?Because the saint of our religion is missing.

Speaking of this, readers will definitely be wondering: Why does every demon sect have a saint as standard?I don't understand either, but the boss's decision, I don't need to understand.

"Ms. Saintess has been at Guardian Zuo's place..." I tried to throw the blame away, but the master nodded seriously, obviously he thought the same way, heck, it's none of our business to implicate us in the blame of other departments.Although we often co-edit reports to fool the big boss, it is better for colleagues to carry things like pot.

Then, he said with compassion: "But the leader ordered me to cooperate with all 36 points to find the saint. If the saint is gone, the martial arts world will be restless."

... I don't know what to say. In fact, the Moyu guy doesn't care whether the big boss has a brain or not, but I'm numb at the moment because of an ominous premonition.

Sure enough, the next moment, the master said: "Sanin, you go down the mountain immediately and lead the 36th rudder to look for the saint."

I just knew it!

Although I am a salted fish, this fact has not been exposed yet, refer to the fourth rule of fishing.Both my colleagues and my boss think that I am a quiet, reliable and responsible person.

Thank you, I just don't like killing people indiscriminately, and because you have too many slots, I can only vomit in my heart.

"I'm afraid the young master will not be happy." I mentioned it tactfully.

Everyone knows that the young leader is the saint's brother and fan. Simply put, everyone in this church thinks that they will get married.The saint is gone, the young leader should be the one who is most anxious. With his domineering level, he will never let anyone else intervene.

"...Young Master went down the mountain to chase him first, so you still have to watch Young Master Gu." The master's expression was a little embarrassed.

My face is numb.

One is not enough, it turned out to be two? ? ?

I declare that this is the biggest crisis in my 20 years of fishing career.

It may be that my eyes were too desperate, and my master couldn't bear it. After all, I was his apprentice who had been raised by him for 20 years.He tried to comfort me: "It will be fine, the master's method of recovering snow has also been practiced to the fifth level, the saint is good at using Gu, ordinary people dare not make mistakes."

Hehe, thank you for your flag, Master.

Although I decided that my life in this life is to be bad, after all, what are you doing so actively as a villain?But with the medical signs of mania that my sect leader has always had, I absolutely dare not let anyone know that I am passively slowing down my work every day.I dare not let anything happen to the young leader and the saint under my care.

Damn, this is what annoys me about the big boss. He doesn't distinguish between public and private, and always brings out the bad things about his family to embarrass his subordinates!It's like when I was in modern society, the boss asked you to pick up his children from school, or let the accountant use the public account to buy jewelry for the third child. Fuck/danger.

But in order to keep my precious head, I had no choice but to give up my thick hair. I didn’t dare to touch fish anymore. I didn’t even clean up my clothes. I picked the fastest horse and followed the official road to chase the one who didn’t have a brain. Young master.

To be honest, this kid is really not as bad as his father, but he is pampered to be lawless, he is the only one, and he thinks he is the best in the world... His back-to-the-snow mentality has indeed reached the fifth level, but Young Master Nima is not at all I have never fought with anyone seriously!During the martial arts competition, who in the teaching would dare to beat him?

I still remember when we were young, we practiced martial arts together with our peers. Naturally, the saint and the young leader were not the same, but we usually didn’t see each other when we looked up and looked down on the mountain.This kid has been hated since he was a child, he always likes to find trouble, and often quarrels with Zuo Hufa's apprentice.

Especially Zuo Hufa's little apprentice is really good-looking, every time the saint came to talk to him secretly, the little girl would blush, which made the young leader even more angry, and doubled to find fault, let me say, Zuo Hufa's little apprentice His temper was also upright, and he refused to give in at all.

Arguing with the big boss’s son is of course not going to end well. That quarrel escalated into a fight, and the fight went too far. After the young leader was injured, the apprentice of Zuo Guardian was thrown into the Gu. Poison pit... I remember it was from there Since the year, the little girl of the saint has never smiled again, and she has never given the young leader any good looks, but the young leader can still lick her selflessly.

There is one thing to say, I don't think it's really the young leader's fault, he was only ten years old at the time, and his head was broken and he was in a coma. When he woke up, the scorpions in the Gu pit were full.

After this incident, the young leader never approached us Dharma protector disciples again, and always came and went as if he was arrogant and too lazy to say a word to us, so I applauded him in my heart. He nicknamed it "Fat Tiger".

Fat Tiger likes Shizuka, but Fat Tiger is invincible all over the school, but our young leader is really... no, but he still thinks he is good!

I was so worried that I lost a handful of hair that day, and I pulled it out while riding a horse. Could it be that my master's hair is my future? ? ?

Do not!Absolutely not!

The fifth rule of fishing: hair is the bottom line of our salted fish!