Chapter 5 Return to Zengmen Street again

"Oh!"

"Ha ha, of course, these are just basic information. As mentioned before, I will talk about some key points now."

Xu Feng didn't say anything, just stood there, waiting for the next release of the persistent fan.

"The task, that is, the purpose of the establishment of the Black League, is the task. Where to receive it? It is received on the homepage of the Black League on the forum. Whether it is published or received, it is all received there."

"Forum access?" Xu Feng looked at the persistent fan in black robe in front of him and slowly chewed this sentence.

"Not bad!" The persistent fan nodded calmly under Xu Feng's entangled eyes, and then continued to explain, "There is a homepage about the Black League in the forum guild section, where there are permission restrictions. Ordinary players can't enter at all, but you are now a member of the Black League. There is no such restriction, but the tasks you receive or check The information you are looking for requires a deposit and a deadline.

"Deposit, term!" Xu Feng nodded. He understood that if there was no deposit, some members would take all the tasks in order to make the maximum profit, but they could not finish it immediately and procrastinate, so that the trading system would definitely be chaotic.

Seeing that Xu Feng can understand this so quickly, the persistent fan also gently nodded his head. He still has a strong reception power, unlike some people who received before, who are going to answer three questions and four questions, which is really troublesome.

"There is another system in the Black League, which can be said to be very successful." Seeing that Xu Feng's reception power was so strong, he originally planned not to talk about the persistent fan he had experienced himself, but now he opened his mouth slightly and began to sell the news he knew to Xu Feng.

"System?"

"Yes, to receive the task, you need the corresponding level of members, one to nine stars."

"One to nine stars?"

"Well, one star is the lowest. Just like now, you are a member of the one-star black alliance. You can't cross the level to receive tasks. You can only slowly do those low-level tasks, and then accumulate tribute needs to accumulate star upgrades. If you complete a one-star task, you can get 10 points. If you upgrade to two stars, you need 100 points, while the two-star mission is 20 Points, and so on. At this point in one breath, the persistent fan stopped talking and waited for Xu Feng to digest the news.

Xu Feng stood still and thought quietly for a while before integrating the news into his mind, "Um, I understand a little."

"It's okay if you don't understand now. When you go offline, you can enter the main page of the Black League Forum and check the membership promotion."

"Ye, thank you!" Xu Feng still knows how to thank others for his sincere help.

"No, if there is no doubt, I'll go first. I have to pull people later." The persistent fan waved his hand and said goodbye to the wind.

"Goodbye!"

Soon, the persistent fan in a black robe left plainly under the surprised eyes of pedestrians on the road.

"The art of hidden breath?" Xu Feng took his hand with a black canopy and looked at it silently. "There are three main points for joining the Black League. First, it really needs a stable income now; second, the organization of the Black League is very loose; Third..." Thinking of this, Xu Feng raised his head and his plain eyes showed a trace of anger. "You don't have to be afraid of revenge, because there are many more PK value, with this canopy, I't be afraid, hum! Butcher's Guild, wait."

Xu Feng, who made a fierce wish, did not say a word, put the hood in his hand on his body, and suddenly became a mysterious person like the previous persistent fan. Except for the difference between the sky on his back and his bloody sword, it was almost exactly the same.

Wearing this cloak, Xu Feng did not feel any different from usual. Although Xu Feng's face could not be seen outside, Xu Feng's vision was not hindered at all.

"That's great!" Xu Feng brushed his black robe, and now he can accept the promotion task. Now most people must have succeeded in advancing to the intermediate level, and it is also time to finish those main lines, but...

Thinking of this, Xu Feng immediately looked in the direction of Yingji Town and said, "I have to complete the deputy professional task first."

Just as Xu Feng went down the mountain, far outside the Rosefinch City, in a secret and dark palace, a war was going on fiercely, and outside the battle circle, there stood several calm people, who were the senior members of the Slaughter Association.

"That idiot is dead again!" As soon as he received the news that the butcher's sword was destroyed again, Wu Ming's colorful face, which was mapped by various skills, became uncertain.

"Your brother-in-law again?"

"Ye." Wumei glanced at the ghost's eyes, "As you think, it's that enemy again!"

"Where is it? I'll destroy him." The idea was confirmed, and the ghost-eyed eyes were almost about to breathe fire. Of course, he was not angry for the idiot, but for himself. He remembered those scenes of loss and shame.

"Forget it, these bosses in front of us are more important. It's better to expose that item. Otherwise, being preempted by others will be a big blow to us." Wumei waved his hand to stop the ghost eye from saying that he wanted to continue. "You can't lose a lot because of small things. Even Mo Qilin is back at this moment."

As soon as he was told to mention Mo Qilin, the ghost can only say a few words and no longer suggest anything.

"Don't worry, your hatred is still the blood feud that has been around this period of time. When this item comes out, I will figure it out with him one by one." Speaking of this, the momentum of the lifeless body suddenly changed, like waves, shooting out of his not strong body.

"Ye." The ghost eye was a little frim against the president's momentum and instinctively nodded. After a while, a trace of fierceness flashed in his heart. You can wait. There will be good fruit to eat, hum!

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Stepping into Zengmen Street where Zhufuzi is located, as before, those stinky garbage can be seen everywhere. The muddy roads are full of potholed cement, and the dark potholes are full of muddy sewage.

Xu Feng's nose moved slightly, and the pungent smell of corruption on the street was still like a devil. In broad daylight, he looked down on people proudly, as if you could stand me.

With the disgusting smell on the street, Xu Feng quickly came to the front of the 146 gate of Zengmen Street. The door was still corrosive. At the top of the broken door panel, the inlaid iron block engraved with 146 was no longer shining, and the black-brown rust was piled up on it.

There is no wind on the street today, so the door is still leaning there safely, not crooked as usual.

Xu Feng refreshed, exhaled secretly, and then stretched out his hand and slowly moved the dry wooden door in front of him.

yi yi~

The corrupt wooden door was empty and sounded in this bleak street, which made people feel cold. Fortunately, Xu Feng came once, so his fear was not so obvious.

Through the gap between the opening of the door, Xu Feng quickly saw the scene in the yard effortlessly. He saw that the yard was empty. As before, as before, he could see some strange flowers and plants, as well as some medicine jars that were half pounded.

He walked to the hospital, then closed the wooden door behind him with his backhand, and the tightened nose entered with his body, and then relaxed. The cool smell of medicine here smelled much better than the pungent smell outside, at least not the disgusting smell emitted by dead mice.

"Zhu Fuzi..." looked around again and saw that the courtyard was clean, but there was no one. Obviously, people should be in the room, so Xu Feng raised his voice slightly and shouted left and right.

At this moment, a few footsteps suddenly came from the dilapidated wooden house in front of Xu Feng. With the sound of opening the door, Zhu Fuzi, who was wrapped in blue linen and wore a white square scarf appeared in front of Xu Feng.

"It's you..." When he saw Xu Feng covered in a black robe, Zhu Fuzi was a little surprised, and then a smile gushed out on his cold face, "Here you are."

As he spoke, he walked to Xu Feng, and the action of pounding medicine in his hand also stopped.

"Well, how's uncle?" Although Xu Feng was surprised that he recognized himself quickly, he still suppressed his inner doubts. At that moment, he smiled and said nothing more. He said respectfully directly. Xu Feng respected this old man who looked like a master from the bottom of his heart.