Disaster Shelter

On the outskirts of Shengjing City, there is a long line of pastry shops.

There are old and young people in the queue, girls as young as seven or eight years old, and old ladies whose teeth are starting to fall out, all quietly queuing here.

There wasn't a single man in the line, though.

The window of the pastry shop exudes a tempting sweet smell, but it is not much better than other shops. It is unreasonable to have such a long queue.

The reason for all this is because the manager of this pastry shop is a very handsome man.

His slightly curly long hair was tied into a ponytail and tied behind his head. His handsome face with a little bit of vicissitudes, coupled with that slightly messy mustache, was much more handsome than the uncle-type stars on TV.

Whether he is cutting pastries, packing bags, or even collecting money, his movements are as smooth as flowing water. Watching him work is simply a pleasure.

That's why the older girls and younger daughter-in-laws in the neighborhood often come to visit.

Due to the booming business, the pre-made pastries were sold out quickly. The store manager looked at the sky and said to the crowd in line: Today's is sold out, everyone go back.

After he finished speaking, the women in line began to complain in a low voice, but the complaints were nothing but complaints, and they went back to their respective homes obediently.

It is one of the rules of this small shop that the last batch of pastries is released at two o'clock in the afternoon, and the shop will be closed when it is sold out.

After all the people had dispersed, the store manager began to clean up, not sparing every corner from the beginning to the end. Although his storefront was the cleanest on the nearby street even if he didn't clean it, he still cleaned it very seriously.

After cleaning, he pulled down the shutter door, sat in front of the shop and lit a cigarette, his figure was inexplicably melancholy.

His name is Changsun Jing, and he used to be a well-known mercenary.

Killing Reeves' dog, stealing Diesel's car, robbing Statham's courier, and snatching Cruise's information is considered a legend in the federal mercenary world.

Later, tired of fighting, he came to Shengjing City to open a pastry shop and lived a peaceful and leisurely life.

——This is how he remembered himself.

But he always felt that there was a big problem with this memory, he seemed to have forgotten something important, all his previous experiences, he clearly remembered everything, but felt that those things were not real.

But no matter how weird those memories are, his skills cannot be faked. Whenever he holds the knife for cutting pastries, he knows that he can kill everyone in sight in less than a minute. !

Chang Sun Jing shook his head, clearing the melancholy from his mind, no matter what he used to do, at least now he is a famous pastry chef, and he likes this kind of life very much.

Are you... Chang Sun Jing?

Wen Wen, who was wearing a black robe, stood beside him and asked suspiciously.

The inmate that Wen Wen wanted to recruit this time was Chang Sun Jing, a demon hunter who followed the safari 'Ginghe' back then, and he lost his ability because of a mistake in the corrupt community.

When Wen Wen met him last time, he was still waving a long knife to vent his depression. Although he was full of unwillingness at that time, he didn't have the slightest thought of giving up.

But this meeting, he actually became a pastry chef, which is not like his character.

You've got the wrong person, I'm not the one you're looking for.

Changsun Jing flicked the cigarette ash, and didn't turn to look at Wen Wen. He guessed that someone he knew before came to him, but he had already quit.

Do you want to go back to your previous life? I can help you, as long as you join our disaster shelter. Wen Wen said with narrowed eyes.

I don't want to go back to the past anymore. The current life is very suitable for me. Who will be a mercenary? Changsun Jing said with a sigh.

mercenary?

Wen Wen was taken aback for a moment, did he find the wrong person?

He floated in front of Chang Sun Jing, grabbed his chin, looked left and right, but found that he hadn't misidentified the person.

Seeing the black air on Wen Wen's body, Chang Sun Jing's pupils dilated slightly, and only then did he realize that things were far more than simple as mercenaries.

So he hurriedly stretched out his hand to the kitchen knife next to him, but he suddenly realized that he couldn't even hold the knife, and his hand went through the knife!

What's wrong with me, what have you done to me?

You really don't seem to remember. It seems that there is something wrong with your memory.

If Wen Wen guessed correctly, Changsun Jing's memory should have been processed by a memory modifier, so he can no longer remember what he did as a demon hunter before.

Hearing the words that there was a memory problem, Chang Sunjing's mind suddenly flashed the image of himself slashing at a monster with a knife.

Then he shook his head suddenly, looked at Wen Wen in shock and said, How do you know there is something wrong with my memory?

Tens of thousands of words of conspiracy stories flashed through his mind in an instant, such as why his body was still lying frozen in the game cabin and this is the game world, what he used to be a big shot but was taken away by a mysterious organization and so on.

But this problem, in Wen Wen's view, is very easy to solve.

Things like memory modifiers are indeed magical tools for ordinary people, but although Zhang Sunjing has no superpowers, he is not completely ordinary.

As long as he has a knife in his hand, he can hit ten difficult points of Master Ye at the same time, and it is very easy to hit two or three, so the effect of the memory modifier on him is not complete.

And he is in the state of soul now, Wen Wen can restore his memory with just a little stimulation.

So Wen Wen stretched out his fingers and tapped on his forehead, and a black energy flooded into his mind. After the severe pain, Chang Sunjing remembered what happened before.

Now, do you remember who you are? Wen Wen asked with a smile.

Changsun Jing looked at Wen Wen with apprehension. When he was a superpower, he had never heard of Wen Wen.

After the previous incident of corrupting the community, Chang Sun Jing and the female gunman both lost their abilities, but the female gunman retreated to the second line wisely, while Chang Sun Jing was not reconciled at all.

He wants to regain his abilities by fighting monsters.

Those previous memories are actually correct. Before becoming a superpower, Changsun Jing was indeed a legendary mercenary. Later, he encountered a monster in a mission, and in the process of fighting the monster, he awakened his ability.

So in the many missions that followed, Zhang Sunjing took the initiative to attack. Although his actions were within the rules, his way of not taking his own life seriously stimulated his original companions.

So they forcibly tied up Changsun Jing, erased his memory, and sent him here to open a pastry shop.

Because he once said to his companions during the chat that his childhood dream was to open a pastry shop...

After recovering his memory, Changsun Jing calmed down his emotions, and immediately asked Wen Wen: You said that you can change me back to the way I was before, so you can restore my abilities?

If Wen Wen really has such ability, then Chang Sun Jing is willing to pay any price!