"President, what are you talking about?" Garcia was confused.
Renn smiled softly: "It's nothing. In a year or two, I, Renn Ackerman, will also be a hero of Farrowland."
If it hadn't been for the book written by a naturalist scholar who revealed what happened back then, Alberto would still be a hero in that country.
All we can say is that it is no accident that certain people can succeed with their means and acting skills.
After he came to this world, he had been studying and studying, and then he realized that he was really naive before.
Whether it is ideas or strategies, they are all at the level of a primary school student and cannot be used at all.
He does nothing but kill and kill. To put it bluntly, he is really a more advanced thug.
I couldn't blame others for being like a bear before. It was just that I was stupid and didn't read enough.
Precisely because he understood this, even when he was in love with Keisha, he would still read in the afternoon.
Thinking of Kesha, Ren felt a little ashamed. Partly because he was afraid of being forced to marry, he ran away.
Being engaged and married at the age of 19 was too early, and Renn felt at a loss.
"Not a year or two later, Ren Ackerman, now, you can become a hero in Farrowland!"
A steady and powerful voice reached Ren's ears. He was shocked and looked at the bar counter.
The middle-aged bartender with a mustache was wiping the table with a white cloth and looking at him carefully.
The voice was loud, but no one heard the bartender except Ren.
Damn it, I made a mistake. There are tigers and leopards crouching in the mountains, and unicorns hiding in the fields.
Ren was shocked. The last time he came to the bar for the first time, he used the energy of the stars to explore the other party, but found nothing.
Even if he was only at the third level at that time, ordinary master-level extraordinary people could not hide it from him.
Ren looked around and realized that apart from the bartender, he and Garcia were the only ones left in the bar.
"Garcia, you go back and meet Susanna first." Ren ordered.
"Okay, President." The cowboy, unaware of anything unusual, drank all the beer in his glass, stood up, and walked out the door.
After watching him leave, only Ren and the bartender were left in the bar, as well as the ticking sound of the wall clock.
Ren came to the counter, with a flash of blue in his eyes, staring at the manly face of the bartender.
The energy of the stars in his body was mobilized, but before he could carefully sense the other person's aura, his pupils suddenly felt a stinging pain.
So strong!
Ren quickly looked away slightly and said in a deep voice: "Mr. John, is something wrong?"
He didn't feel that the other party had any malicious intent, but he didn't understand why the other party was looking for him.
"Just call me Carlos. Young man, you are very good. You entered the fourth level before you were twenty years old, and you designed to kill Marcelo."
With a flash of appreciation in his eyes, Carlos moved his beard and said with a smile.
Renn looked a little surprised: "Are you from the 7th game?"
Apart from the old goat and his men, the only one who knew about this was Omar in the 7th game.
Carlos shook his head and said in a very emotional tone: "I'm just a veteran. I wanted to end it like this, but some people didn't give me face."
He contacted Bureau 7 last night and already knew a lot of things.
Not to mention the ghost hand incident, it is not a secret that Renne has been promoted to the fourth level. This information has been included in the 7th game.
Now, Renn's identity is that of Farrolambuchen. When he was still working at Baker's Bar, he registered his household registration through his boss, William Baker.
Soon, someone from the royal family will come to grant Wren the title of knight, and he will then enjoy some of the privileges that a small noble can have.
No matter which country they are in, a master-level transcendent can live a happy life as long as he is not wanted. If he has the ability, it is not difficult to become a big shot.
At that time, the arms dealer Alberto was only at the beginning of the fourth level, but his skills were extraordinary, and in the end he was even richer than some saints.
"Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Carlos. Do you have anything to do with me?" Ren said straight to the point.
He is very busy now, busy making a fortune, but actually he doesn't want to get involved in other things.
Of course, if the price is high enough, it's not impossible.
Carlos smiled slightly and tapped his fingers on the table: "Mr. Ackerman, I ask you to kill someone!"
When the word murder was blurted out at the end, the terrifying murderous aura disappeared in a flash, and the wine bottles in the wine cabinet buzzed and vibrated.
The breath of the mountain of corpses and sea of blood rushed to his face, and then disappeared in an instant. Ren's teeth trembled, his body tensed, and he subconsciously clenched his fists, almost wanting to pull out the long knife from his back.
Taking a deep breath, he stared at the smiling bartender Carlos: "Who is the enemy?"
To be honest, he was ready to refuse. This person's strength was quite terrifying, and the pressure he felt on him was even stronger than Kesha's.
He may not necessarily be stronger than her, but his level is undoubtedly superior. His opponent is not weak at all. It is very dangerous for him to get involved in a battle of this level.
"A Vampire Duke and a Vampire Marquis. The time is tonight and the location is 10 kilometers away from Di Lamo City."
Carlos' voice was calm, and there was no emotion or anger on his face.
"Sorry, I have just been promoted, so I am very weak and weak-willed. I am afraid that I will hold you back.
There are many masters in Diramo City, you can definitely find some experienced experts." Renn declined politely.
That's all for the vampire marquis. If the other party hadn't beaten the vampire duke, he would be in trouble.
"It's okay, I don't mind, I believe in your ability." The bartender said in a leisurely tone.
Ren's expression was very serious: "I mind, I am so weak, if it affects your performance, I will not feel good about my conscience."
Carlos raised his eyebrows and handed him a glass of beer with a smile: "The vampire marquis, named Cullo, belongs to the Remor tribe. He appeared in Bu Shen City and threatened to kill you."
The stupid uncle of the vampire Earl Gordon?
Ren suddenly understood and immediately laughed, this is really a narrow road for enemies!
When Clow threatened to kill him, Renn naturally didn't give him a chance, and he never took over the task again. He stayed at his residence and school every day, and never walked at night.
This is not cowardice, but it means keeping the green hills and not worrying about running out of firewood.
Rennes was not surprised that the other party knew this. Carlos was obviously connected to the 7th game.
Director Jones from the 7th Bureau was present at the time and even tried to win over him afterwards. It is normal to have records.
"No problem, I'll take this job!" Ren's attitude changed drastically, and his head suddenly became stiff.
Son-of-a-bitch Kuro, he has never been so aggrieved. I will crush him to ashes tonight!
"Aren't you scared anymore?" Carlos said jokingly.
Ren snorted and said disdainfully: "What a joke, when have I, Master Ren, ever been afraid?
Aren’t they just two little bats? I’ll crush them tonight!”
Carlos marveled at this shamelessness, and he said in a playful tone: "Master Renne, how about you kill that vampire duke, and I'll kill Kuro."
Without changing his expression, Renn said sternly: "How can this be done? Respecting elders is a traditional virtue, and good things should naturally be left to seniors.
I’ll leave that ducal-level fat sheep to you. Don’t be polite, I will just kill a marquis-level pheasant.”
Ha ha!
Carlos laughed. There was naturally a reason why he chose to join forces with Ren.
He said softly: "Go and get ready and wait for the guests to come tonight."
Ren didn't hesitate and walked away. He was going to prepare the technique in advance for the first battle after reaching the fourth level.
After watching him leave, Carlos moved the cabinet, lifted up the floor tiles, and took out a two-meter-long black metal box from underneath.
Carlos Dean, squadron leader of the Fire Dragon Knights, [Lancer] profession.
