As a killer, he has never seen anyone, oh, that's not right, he just kills, and he doesn't need to understand these people's lives or the way they deal with things.
If you really think about it, the environment in which he lives is quite simple...
But doesn’t he know where his simple life came from?
Isn’t it absolute strength?
After he entered the little fairy's home, he should have realized that his strength could no longer handle everything.
At this time, if you act as before, wouldn't you really be making yourself a scapegoat?
"So, what is your wish?"
"My mission is to help you realize your wish."
The small black ball was stepped on by Mai Fan and fell silent.
After a long time, the other party murmured his request: "Save him, save him, don't let him die because of me."
"If possible, let it become the largest killer organization in Yunque City, no, the largest killer organization in the Wind Alliance."
"I want to carry it forward so that when the old leader reaches his later years, all his hard work will not be wasted just because of a mere encirclement and suppression."
"I want everyone to be frightened by the word "annihilation" and let them know that not everyone can just come and bully others!"
This matter caused such a fuss that Mai Fan clicked his tongue.
You are a killer organization and you still take such an oath.
Ordinary people are afraid that you won't be able to do it before it's too late. Who dares to provoke you without any trouble?
But this is not difficult, but Mai Fan is a little strange: "Then you don't want to hold the beauty back?"
"Like making your little fairy fall in love with you?"
This time it was Little Black Ball's turn to be surprised: "Are you really a powerful person? Can you realize my wish?"
"But after you finish realizing it, you have to leave, right?"
"Then the little fairy falls in love with you or me?"
"If I take over and draw a tiger instead of a dog, then in the end the little fairy will dislike me?"
"Just let the little fairy live however she wants. She must have such capital."
Come on, this dog-licker's level is definitely top-notch.
Now that you've thought about it so clearly, it's easy.
Mai Fan pressed the little black ball, tied it up with a virtual rope, and threw it into the tavern.
It is strange to say that the little black ball at this time is like a tool spirit in the tavern, and the rope is instantly connected to the stool in the tavern.
After the original villain of this world entered, the door was closed and the rope on Black Ball disappeared.
But no matter how much he jumped up and down, he couldn't get out of the tavern door.
"Just watch quietly. After I leave, this body and subsequent life will naturally be returned to you."
After saying that, Mai Fan cut off communication with the other party.
And this little black ball Abba Abba wanted to say something, but found that he could not speak or move his hands. Except for a pair of eyes that could clearly see the world, the rest of his objects were fixed in place, like a wax sculpture.
There is no freedom left.
Only after taking down the villains in this world can Mai Fan be able to do his own thing.
I'm kidding, there is a troublemaker in my head, and I don't know when it will kill me.
This world has a flavor of martial arts and martial arts, and it seems like a world where everyone is a martial artist.
What if the kung fu here is more profound and powerful.
At the critical moment when he was facing the enemy, this guy came out and interrupted him.
Then everyone should stop living.
For the sake of his own mission, Mai Fan must not let such danger go.
After locking up the villain, he can take things slowly.
The scene turned to reality, and Mai Fan, who was huddled behind the broken wall, smiled bitterly.
To be honest, after he comes to this world, I don't know if he can continue on the trajectory of the villain.
Because the other person's memory of childhood is too vague.
Especially how he was transported to Death's children's training camp.
As it stands now, he is still begging on the street.
He didn't know when he was taken away or when the story officially began.
He can't just sit around and be a beggar, right?
A day or two is fine, but if you ask him to ask for a month or even a year...
He is trying to make a ball.
Gululu, now it is no longer about thinking about begging, Mai Fan is really hungry.
His stomach was beating in protest, and when Mai Fan came to his senses, he realized that he was so hungry that his chest was filled with hunger.
No, at this moment, let’s fill our stomachs first.
It’s just his current identity…
Mai Fan looked at the sky speechlessly, picked up the small bamboo pole on the side, and climbed over the broken wall with his body.
Across this street is the soup kitchen next to the city wall.
After this time passes, you can still have some porridge.
He filled his stomach first and then thought about other things.
Mai Fan's memory is like being imprinted on this body.
Very skillfully, I followed the path all the way south.
Not long after, he came to an uneven piece of wasteland.
The yellow earth without the stone slabs is connected to the city gate.
There are no buildings here, only a stone road leading directly to the inner city.
Carriages, goods and people transporting goods from the city gate will take a simple rest here.
After sorting out the floating soil instruments, we went into the city cleanly.
Because there are no buildings here, there is a lot of open space.
Plus there are people coming and going, so the flow of people is really huge.
There are many opportunities to earn a living here, and there are also many opportunities to find small jobs.
People who come and go in the city, people begging for a living, and beggars who have nothing to eat, are all accustomed to coming here to look for opportunities.
In the same way, people who want to do good things will naturally see the situation here.
During heavy snowstorms, this place became a place for resettlement and reception of refugees.
Several charity halls, as well as porridge sheds built by wealthy families to accumulate good fortune, were set up here.
The weather is pretty good today, it's not the coldest day yet.
Usually there are not many people giving porridge here, which leads to a situation where there is little porridge and many beggars.
When Mai Fan walked along the road, he didn't expect to eat anything.
Unexpectedly, when he was approaching the city gate, he saw that the place where the porridge was usually placed was covered with black heads.
"What's going on here?"
There are not many beggars in the city, but there are many idlers.
Everyone saw that it was the little beggar who was always at the end of the street. Naturally, he had nothing to hide.
Those who have something good to do will turn their bodies sideways and come out.
He pointed to the crowd and said, "Why don't you go quickly? The little fairy from Shen Dashan's family is here again with his servants to give porridge."
As soon as Mai Fan heard this, he thanked the idle man, stung his body, and wormed his way into the crowd like a loach.
The closer you squeeze to the center, the more people there are.
This is usually the case when the Shen family donates porridge here.
