Ghost Slayer: The Great Swordsman System at the beginning, our teacher follows the country

Scratching his head, facing Ikawa who threatened to kill him, the secretary didn't have much mocking smile on his face.

He had heard similar words countless times.

Among them, the one who talked the most seems to be that guy Onimai Tsuji.

Wu Mi is also the only creature who dared to say "I'm going to kill you" to himself twice.

Others, it seems that after the day they uttered these words, they never saw each other again.

After moving his shoulders and jumping a few times, Secretary Secretary said flatly.

"Why, don't you play insidious games this time?"

"Don't worry, I will take good care of you."

Ikawa didn't speak, but a gangster next to him grinned.

"I'll turn your head off and kick it like a ball."

There was no anger in his eyes, the secretary just said lightly.

"Yeah, I just wanted to play a game of hitting watermelons."

"Give it to me!"

The anger that had been suppressed for a long time was finally unbearable anymore, Jing Chuan roared, and then rushed towards the Secretary together with his younger brothers.

Looking at the gangsters rushing towards him, the Secretary's eyes did not change at all.

"Three...five...seven...thirteen, the weapon is a wooden stick, and the hot weapon is unknown."

After the observation, his brain spun rapidly and began to think about countermeasures.

In the end, the secretary also chose to charge forward.

A stride shortened the distance between himself and the gangster, and then punched him out.

The fist exploded with a sound that broke through the speed of sound, turned into a bolt of lightning, and hit the gangster who was about to twist his head off.

At that moment, there was a crackling sound on the street.

The hit head was like a shattered watermelon, scattered in all directions, and the internal substances were splashed everywhere.

The body didn't seem to respond yet, and after walking a few more steps, he fell to the ground.

At this time, Jing Chuan and others noticed that the secretary who was surrounded by them had disappeared.

The pungent smell in the air became stronger and stronger, and the bright red liquid and white fermented bean curd on the ground were so dazzling.

After shaking his hands, the secretary picked up a wooden stick.

"It's better to use a weapon. It feels a little strange to be empty-handed."

"!"

Hearing the secretary's voice, they froze in place.

His teeth were chattering uncontrollably, the cold sweat on his spine had soaked his clothes, and all the cells in his body were wailing.

"run"

The biological instinct was telling them to get out of here quickly, but their bodies didn't listen at all.

"To be honest, I don't know where I have offended you."

Walking slowly to Jing Chuan's side, the secretary slowly stretched out a hand and put it on his shoulder.

"So, can you tell me who sent you here?"

There was a slight sound when the palm touched the clothes.

Originally it was just a very ordinary voice, but to Ikawa, it sounded like the murmur of death.

"ah!"

A sharp cry came out of his throat. Before today, he had never imagined that he would make such a sound.

The expression on the face became extremely distorted, like food cooked in a big pot, mixed together.

Then, Ikawa rolled his eyes and passed out.

Looking at Ikawa, who seemed to have lost all his bones and was so soft on the ground, the secretary was a little surprised.

He simply put his hand on it and didn't do anything.

Even so, this thick-looking man was directly frightened and fainted.

His eyes shifted slightly, and he looked at the remaining eleven gangsters.

Everyone who was caught by his eyes was terrified.

What's more, he was so scared that he peed his pants.

With a look of disgust on his face, Secretary Secretary waved his hand and said.

"Choose, I will ask you in the past, or you will say it yourself."

"I said, I said!"

A gangster couldn't bear the pressure, fell to his knees on the ground with a "slap", and said tremblingly.

"The Daoming Temple family asked us to come, saying that they want to teach you a lesson, so that you don't act so arrogantly."

"Mr. Daoming Temple?!"

, without waiting for the secretary to react, Ganlusi Mili on the side exclaimed.

"That Mr. Daomingsi, would he use such a despicable method!"

Shaking his head, the gangster said with a wry smile.

"Miss, you don't think the Daoming Temple family is a good thing, do you?"

Immediately afterwards, he told what he knew about the Daoming Temple family.

Although the Daomingsi family is a big family in this town, its family history is quite dark.

In the past, they were a group of bandits who did all kinds of evil, robbing the rich and oppressing the poor.

Even after settling here, they didn't let go of their jobs, they just changed the way.

To this day, they are still conducting many secret transactions that are not known to the public.

Of course, in order to deceive others, they will pack themselves up and do some good deeds to gain a good reputation for themselves.

"You know quite a lot."

It's a little surprising that an ordinary gangster can know so much.

"Because my ancestors were caught by the Daoming Temple family and have been doing dirty work for them until now."

Nodding his head, the secretary didn't say anything more.

Although the life experience of this gangster sounds pitiful, it is undeniable that he has done many wrong things himself.

For such a person, the secretary will not hate and criticize him, nor will he sympathize with and pity him.

Watching silently as a third party is the best choice.

"Clean up this place, and Ikawa will be dragged away too. You can then surrender yourself."

After a moment of silence, the Secretary suddenly spoke.

"Which direction is Daomingsi's house in?"

"In that direction, there is a compound with a golden lion in front of the door."

Reaching out his hand to point the secretary in a direction, the gangster swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Vaguely, he seemed to be able to guess what the Secretary wanted to do.

But he also knew that these were not what he should ask.

Being able to save his life is the greatest luck for him.

"Maybe, today is my chance to be a new man."

Bending down and bowing to the secretary, the gangster said respectfully.

"Sir, please be careful."

After speaking, he greeted a few people, carried Jing Chuan and left here.

The secretary also let them go without worrying about whether they would do what he said.

After all, he's the kind of guy who doesn't fight unprepared battles.

After these gangsters left, the secretary looked at Ganlusi Mili again.

"You don't want to go, some things don't look good."

"Mr. Secretary, are you planning to..."

"Ah."

Nodding his head, the secretary looked in the direction of Daoming Temple's family.

"Although it is not my task to remove the cancer, it has already provoked me, so the nature is different."