I can increase my proficiency

Just keep Zhang Hao stable for one thousand and one thousand every day, and wait for a plan to be designed, and then lure Zhang Hao out to kill him with one blow.

The killers thought very well, but Zhang Hao's purpose was to make him secretly have no time to arrange and force him to show his feet, so they couldn't let them do what they wanted.

......

Earn a thousand a day for not doing anything clean, where can I find such a good deal? Zhang Hao wants to do this job until he dies.

No way!

Can not give enough time to arrange the dark room.

Although I feel reluctant, I can't lose the big because of the small.

So after three days of plucking wool, Zhang Hao decided to force these killers.

Send a message to the customer service part-time job: "When you recruited, didn't you say that the more you do, the more you get. How can I earn [-] a month if you only make so many orders in a day."

"You are not liars!"

The killer who was in charge of contacting Zhang Hao was having a bit of trouble seeing this, what should he do now?

They are pointing at this line now, what if Zhang Hao thinks they are liars and can't get in touch with the blacklist!

So they had no choice but to let Zhang Hao do the shopping. They were all fake orders with small amounts, and they could hold on.

Then it was an eye-opener for them. Zhang Hao actually kept swiping 24 hours a day, and took away more than 2 yuan from them a day.

More than 2 is more than 2, and they can hold on.

Three days later, Zhang Hao pressed the killers one step closer with a heartbroken heart.

Send a message to customer service: "The more we do this job, the better."

"Well, yes, our studio makes money by helping merchants to check their orders and reviews, so naturally the more the better." He couldn't say no.

So let's not tell the truth.

"That's good. I have several classmates here. There are many people and strength. I will let them come to work in our studio."

Hearing this, the killer pretending to be customer service was stunned, and immediately reported the news.

The leaders of these killer organizations were dumbfounded when they heard the news.

Zhang Hao took away more than 2 yuan a day by himself. If he called his classmates again, he would not have enough money to give them.

Before he could get the bounty for assassinating Zhang Hao, he was bankrupted by them first.

What should we do now?

After thinking about it, he decided to agree to Zhang Hao's request, but it was just a stopgap measure, just to delay some time.

Before that, if there is a way, the assassination will be carried out immediately.

if there is not......

Damn it, I'm done with this business!

I've never heard of it, even being a killer loses money!

The killer who said before that he had a way to create an assassination environment immediately reported the news.

After reporting layer by layer, the news reached the foreign race, and the foreign race immediately notified their own secret room when they saw the situation, asking them to cooperate and immediately provide convenience to the killer.

There is no way, the aliens are also in a hurry.

They also knew in their hearts that when Zhang Hao's promotion to the second rank was completed, they would definitely settle accounts with them.

Without the bounty, the chances of killing Zhang Hao in the human world are very slim.

And the most outrageous thing is that those idiot killers gave Zhang Hao more than 40 yuan.

The human race is preparing for an auction recently, an auction dedicated to the dark race.

As long as Zhang Hao exchanged the money in his hand for the Anzu, and then sacrificed the furnace to practice alchemy, he would soon be able to improve his cultivation to the second level of perfection.

So you must dare to kill him before the auction.

......

"That's great. Our studio welcomes you very much. Just fill out the application form and you can officially join the studio."

Seeing the killer's reply, the corners of Zhang Hao's eyes became moist, knowing that the killer was cornered by him, and he would never give him money again.

At this moment, the Anjian who received the order from the alien race felt very heavy.

Originally, if there was enough time, he could arrange it slowly to reduce the chance of his exposure, but if he had to arrange the assassination of Zhang Hao in such a short period of time, the chance of his exposure would be greatly increased.

So this order can be described as a narrow escape for them.

But now that he has become a running dog of a foreign race, there is no chance of turning back.

I can only go to the dark one by one, praying to God, so that no one can find me.

Thousand Star City Martial Artists Association.

The supervisor responsible for liaising with other clubs, finds the supervisor with assigned tasks.

"The Xuzhou zq branch has discovered a hideout in Feiyumen, and will always ask us to immediately send twenty low-level warriors to support it."

Upon hearing this, the bearded supervisor who issued the task immediately issued an order to the lower-level staff, asking them to find [-] suitable candidates, and then pass on the task.

In the mission hall, the staff responsible for arranging missions immediately searched for suitable candidates among the warriors in Thousand Stars City.

And one of the people selected by the staff is Zhang Hao.

Some people who are paid special attention by the Warrior Association will have an additional review process when issuing tasks to them.

Determine whether he is suitable for this task and whether he can guarantee safety.

And Zhang Hao is such a person.

So the mission instruction was not directly conveyed to Zhang Hao, but to the intelligence analysis department.

Intelligence analysis out of the office.

Looking at the dialog box on the light curtain whether to pass the review, a man directly clicked OK.

Permit to convey this mission to Zhang Hao.

Then, the man deletes the review information from the record.

Just after finishing the work, the door of the office was opened, and a thin man wearing glasses leaned against the door frame and said weakly, "Old Li, where did you bring me the food? You really tormented me to death."

The man named Lao Li said nonchalantly: "Old Xu, don't talk nonsense, that's what I ordered for you in the cafeteria. If Master Yang hears about this, he must quarrel with you."

After finishing speaking, he asked with concern: "Are you okay? If not, I will be on duty for you."

Old Xu waved his hand: "It's okay, anyway, I'm also a warrior, so I can handle it, so go about your business."

"I'm just being polite, I still have something to do."

"gone."

After this old Li left, a light flashed on Lao Xu's glasses, and the weakness on his face disappeared.

Walk over to operate the light curtain, and then the picture before he came in appeared on the light curtain.

"Lao Li, Lao Li, this is the intelligence analysis department, how could I let people from other departments stay here alone."

"Fifty-eight years."

"We have been classmates since high school. We were admitted to Qianxing Academy together and entered the Warrior Association together. Why...why did you do this?"

After smoking a cigarette at Guangnao with an inexplicable expression, Lao Xu sighed softly: "The interests of the human race are above everything else."

Then contact the president Jiang Fan.

"President, I have something to report to you."

Chapter 222 Reached

After receiving the mission instruction from the Martial Artists Association.

Zhang Hao sighed faintly: "Human, you really have to force it. There was no response for so many days before, but now it's done in a short time."

Then Zhang Hao had an icy glint in his eyes: "Xuzhou Martial Artists Association, General Headquarters, Thousand Stars City Martial Artists Association, the darkness of alien races is really everywhere."

Then he got up and said to Jiu'er who was pretending to be a lucky cat at the bar: "Jiu'er, I have a mission, I have to leave for a few days.

Hearing this, Bai Rihong, who came to the Imperial Palace every day to persuade Zhang Hao to join Jiuchonglou, had a bright light in his eyes.

When Zhang Hao goes out to perform missions, Wu Tian will definitely accompany him as a protector. Doesn't this mean that only himself and Jiu'er are left in the imperial palace these days.

Thinking that she and Jiu'er will be alone in the days to come, Bai Rihong's heart beats a little faster.

When Jiu'er heard that Zhang Hao was going out, she immediately jumped off the bar, and meowed, "I want to go with you."

Now that she knew someone was going to assassinate Zhang Hao, how could Jiu'er let Zhang Hao leave her side at ease.

"Don't worry, senior brother will go with me, and if you leave too, there will be no one to look after the house. Our business has just opened, and it's time to gain popularity, so we can't shut down at this time."

With Wu Tian following, Jiu'er was not at ease, because of what he said.

The father is worried when the son travels thousands of miles.

If she doesn't see it with her own eyes, Jiu'er won't be at ease.

But what Zhang Hao said was right, if he also left the imperial palace, there would be no one to look after the house, why did the technicians at home run away?

Just as she was thinking, Jiu'er suddenly felt that familiar fiery gaze, shook her beard, and paid attention.

Walking to Bai Rihong, she rubbed her head against his calf, and meowed coquettishly: "Meow?" Bai Rihong, can you help me take care of the imperial palace for a few days?

As he spoke, he still looked at him with big watery eyes, which were full of requests.

"Okay, okay, don't worry, Master Jiu, the imperial palace is handed over to me!" Bai Rihong, who had a strange temperament like a puppy, happily agreed to Jiu'er's request.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Hao twitched the corner of his mouth speechlessly.

Still the same sentence, why did this grandson come here?

Looking at him, Zhang Hao thought to himself, maybe he can write a dog licking diary before he writes the Zhutian cookbook.

Since someone was looking after the house, Zhang Hao agreed that Jiu'er would go with him.

He didn't need to prepare anything since all his belongings belonged to Jiu'er, he turned his head and said hello to Wu Tian, ​​and took Jiu'er out.

After all, it is to carry out the task. Although it is one of our own people, it is not good for people outside the task to join, so Wu Tian will follow after a while.

They are on a support mission this time, so there is no leader in the team, and they can just listen to the command of the Xuzhou branch when they arrive at the destination.

Although the elders of Zhang Hao's sect fly in at the port every time, these low-level warriors don't have this ability.

Most warriors leave Thousand Stars City by cruise ship, and those who are on urgent missions like them will be transported by special aircraft.

Warriors are decisive and quick-moving people, so they all headed to the port immediately after accepting the mission.

After all the personnel arrived, they immediately boarded the aircraft and headed to Xuzhou.

When Zhang Hao left Qianxing City by flying machine, Wu Tian also left the Imperial Palace.

The news of Wu Tian's departure immediately reached the killer.

Not a single first-rank warrior accepted this mission, they were all second-rank and third-rank warriors.

During the flight, Jiu'er distributes coupons of the Emperor's Palace to the warriors to attract business for the Emperor's Palace.

Zhang Hao was chatting with a burly man.

Looking at the six-barrel Gatling that was beating up and glowing blue light beside the big man, Zhang Hao touched it over and over again and asked, "Brother Xiong, why are you still carrying this baby?"

The big man known as Brother Xiong smiled honestly: "Although this thing cannot be used in the small world, it is a big killer when performing tasks."

300 years ago, the spiritual energy had just recovered, and the most important reason why the human race could resist the alien race was the power of thermal weapons.

Although high-level combat power can almost ignore thermal weapons, but middle and low-level combat power can't.

That's why the human race and the foreign race signed an agreement that the foreign race would not launch large-scale attacks on the human race, and the human race could not use thermal weapons in the small world either.

Zhang Hao paused slightly after hearing this.

It can't be used against foreign races, but it can be used against one's own compatriots.

As if seeing what Zhang Hao was thinking, Brother Xiong said in a heavy tone: "Xiao Zhang, you are a hero of the human race. You have been fighting against alien races for the benefit of the human race. You may not have experience in this field."

"But I want to tell you that the evil in people's hearts is far more terrifying than that of foreign races."