Chapter 4 Mysterious Level Assessor [1]

In this world, there are always forces beyond secular control. Or, can you change the word and make a fuss? Anyway, that's it. Some people always feel that they are like a savior, which can make many people worship him, but they don't know that some heroes, his appearance is a huge doubt in itself.

nagging is not the style of Necromancer Charles. Of course, if there is a beautiful lady next to him, the strange old man who has a great appreciation for human aesthetics will not be stingy with his praise.

"Miss, can you let me study your body?"

The unique opening remarks made so that Norton, the tareau, next to him, was dumbfounded. He had never seen such a tough one.

Miss Ruth can't wait to slap the hateful old man to death with a shovel, but she also knows in her that the old man in front of her is not a worker pulling coal in the back yard of Jasmine, but a necromancer with a thousand threats.

The laughter in the yard has several meanings. Charles is an alternative appreciation; Norton is stupid; Sahili is contemptuous; as for sloppy... His ** eyes deeply betray his inner desires. This fact also shows that for a mature man, a sexy woman is actually not It is often attractive. It's just, Tiger. House's performance was so pretentious that everyone felt that it was the disguise of Boss Ma.

Jasmine has no way to restrain most newcomers and rookies from joining the BT mercenary Corps. These young people who are more passionate than dog blood yearn for flying to the sky. It is best to be appreciated by Boss Ma, and then stand out and become the stormy figure in the city of Tamsalu. Just like... like Norton the Tauren or Shashely the Viking.

It's just that young people may not know that the stingy and simple tae-headed people have proud capital because of their unremitting efforts, not the shit luck falling from the sky.

"Let's get to the point, Miss Ruth. I don't think we have anything to hide. The people here are reliable." Ma Hu smiled, his eyes floated to Charles, and said solemnly, "Of course, this old man is not within consideration. If you think it is necessary, I can kick him out."

"You are so mean."

Charles held the orchid and hummed an unknown song. When he looked at the Vikings, he shouted, "Turku's unlucky, are you interested in having a drink with the old man?"

"Damn it, I fucking hate this old guy pretending to be a ghost." Scareless Sahili patted his buttocks and stood up. Norton curled his lips and said, "You really have no guts."

But Sahili has run far away, and he faintly heard his voice and shouted, "I don't have money on me. You have to pay for the wine..."

This stingy style made everyone in the yard shake their heads helplessly.

"Hey." Luo Qier, a little girl, looked at the strange tenants in the yard and couldn't help laughing happily. The boiling water was boiled in the big pot, and the boiling steam came out. There were bubbles, and there were sparse noodles beside them. Norton stuffed firewood hard in the kitchen. He was hungry and wanted to eat a bowl of noodles. Of course, this strange food is Tiger. House invented it, which is said to be the staple food of the Nile people?

"I've never heard of Nile people eating this." He muttered in a low voice, but Norton didn't pay much attention to food, as long as he was full.

There were only two people left in the hall. Boss Ma sat in a chair and was very leisurely. He could not see the tension of being looked around by a strong enemy at this time. This kind of general demeanor makes Ruth. When Feng Ke came, he was a little timid. Generally speaking, in terms of momentum, only Claude. Feng Ke can negotiate face-to-face with Boss Ma. As for Miss Ruth, she is still far away.

"As you can see, you are now famous." Ruth said something and glanced at the sloppy, but Boss Ma didn't seem to hear it. He just drank tea, and the kettle beside him was still steaming. The sound of Luo Qier jingling around the tableware in the kitchen could also be heard.

The atmosphere is a little dull and awkward. It seems that there is no way to communicate in such an atmosphere.

Ruth didn't say anything. She looked at the new residence of the three bitches and couldn't help sighing in her heart: How long has it been? The three guys changed places.

The spacious yard, seven or eight main rooms, with a separate kitchen, which is very large, all kinds of rooms are available, and the bathroom is divided into men and women, which is really enviable. Judging from the age of this yard, it is almost sixty or seventy years old. At that time, Tamsalu could still be slightly controlled by the Kingdom of Estonia and the Duchy of Narval. After the flood of mercenaries, he became completely independent.

Just as Ruth was about to get to the point, Boss Ma suddenly closed his eyes and said in a condensed voice, "Come out, I don't want to kill anyone today."

Ruth was slightly stunned and didn't know what Ma Hu was talking about, while Boss Ma put his right hand on the pistol and was ready to take action at any time. Years of combat experience made his perception of danger keen enough to perceive the enemy's position by intuition.

A burst of laughter came, "Ha ha ha... That's good, Tiger. Mr. House."

A sound came, and a black figure stood very straight in front of people, and a strange rhythmic sound came from the door. The cane, tuxedo, black hat, white shirt, curly upper lip curled beard, which is obviously the dress of the court housekeeper, but the eyes of the visitor are a little more confident and proud.

There is a lens on the bridge of the nose, and the glasses on the left eye reflect this person's taste, making Ruth. Feng Ke couldn't help admiring it. Compared with the upstart temperament of old Pete's small place, the person in front of him was like an aristocratic housekeeper.

"Who are you?" Boss Ma's pistol had been aimed at the eyebrows of the comer. The strange guy's smile at the beginning suddenly disappeared, his face changed greatly, and he said, "The danger is extremely high."

"Well, I admit that my arrival seems a little imperctuous." The gentleman bowed humbly, and then took off his high black hat, with his cane in his arms, which was very elegant.

"I don't want to talk nonsense. If you can't say your origin and why you came here in a minute, I don't mind hitting two small holes in your head." The cold tone made Ruth beside her. Feng Ke observed the serious Tiger at close range. House, in addition to the fierce male breath, there is also a kind of killing before the fight. This kind of wildness, to be honest... is very charming.

Of course, Ruth felt ridiculous and immediately shook off the strange ideas in her mind. She just looked at Boss Ma up close, which was indeed a little heroic.

"Oh, don't worry, let me introduce myself. I'm a grader, a first-class non-restricted baron, Shiruluk."