Pirate Emotional System

The atmosphere in the underground living room was tense. Rather than saying that the senior agents of the Baroque Agency were loyal to their former boss Mr. 0, it was better to say that they did not agree with Du En's identity.Please () see the most complete!The fastest updated novel!

Mr. 5, who was supposed to be the subordinate of everyone here, inexplicably took the position of Mr. 0 and became their boss. How could they be convinced?

"It seems you all have opinions?" Du En sat down casually and glanced at everyone around him.

Bola's hand grew thorns: "I don't have any opinions, but we are doubtful that you are qualified for that position."

Mr.1 said coldly: "Although we have never met Mr.0, we are not cheap labor, and not everyone can be our boss."

"Okay, everyone, please stop it. There is no point in arguing about this kind of thing." Robin was not affected by the atmosphere at all and persuaded with a smile, "No matter what you think, he is indeed your boss behind the scenes, and what will happen next Your work will be arranged.”

Hearing what Robin said, several senior agents thought about it carefully and thought it made sense. Ms. Merry Christmas suffered a loss in Huo Du's hands. Knowing how powerful the opponent was, they also walked down the steps: " Actually, I don’t mind, as long as my next salary can be paid, it doesn’t matter who is the boss!”

When Mr.4 saw Ms. Merry Christmas saying this, he also put down the dog gun on his shoulder and let out two breaths.

"The fickle old woman..." Mr. 3 observed her words and thought, "Mr. 2, a shemale, has never expressed his stance, and Mr. 4's partner is unreliable. I can't put myself in such a dangerous position with Mr. 1's bald head. Be the first to take the lead and wait and see what happens." After thinking about it, he took back the wax dripping from his palm and no longer planned to take action.

Du En stood up and ordered the Huo Du brothers to step back. After scanning around, he finally looked at Mr. 1 and said, "You just want to know whether I have the ability to be your boss. Let's do this. In 30 seconds, I will only use It takes 30 seconds to defeat you. If our battle exceeds 30 seconds, I will give up my position as mr.0."

As soon as these words came out, the senior agents of the Baroque Working Group were in an uproar. Pola had partnered with Mr. 1 several times, and she was the one who knew the terrifying strength of Mr. 1 best among the people. Seeing Du En say this in such an understatement, he thought to himself : "Defeating Mr. 30 in 1 seconds? Where did he get the confidence? No, he didn't understand the terror of Mr. 1 at all, so he came up with such unrealistic ideas, so...his If you are really stronger than Mr.1, you will never be able to do this kind of thing!"

Mr.3 also had the same idea as Pola. Since Mr.1's code name is "1", he should be the strongest among all senior agents. No matter what, it is impossible for Du En to defeat him within 30 seconds. Mr.1, in this case, what he is thinking must be to "defeat" the rules, induce and deceive.

Mr. 3 Although he was convinced of this idea, he didn’t want to say it out loud and just waited and watched calmly.

Mr.1 was neither happy nor angry, and was indifferent to Du En's boast, but he did not deny Du En's statement.

Du En pulled out the ghost fire from his waist and turned into a stream of light in an instant after he finished speaking. When Mr. 1 came back to his senses, Du En had already appeared in front of him. He was startled and hurriedly leaned against the two blades. He used his transformed arm to parry. As he passed by Oniyaki, he felt a dull pain in his sword arm. The outer skin of his arm was like a curled blade, folded and opened.

The next moment, the sword force hit his defensive blade arm like a shower, and his slightly opened eyes could only see sporadic sword light.

Mr. 1 took a sharp breath, raised a thin-bladed foot and kicked Du En in the left rib. He originally thought that this kick would not break a few of the opponent's ribs, but could also knock him out. So that he can adjust his condition and launch an attack.

But when he kicked, he found that his foot seemed to have hit a steel plate, which made him feel numb from the shock, but the opponent did not move at all.

At the moment when Mr. 1 was unstable and actively retreating, Du En appeared at the opponent's side at some point, raised his hand to cut across, and a simple blade fell on Mr. 1's left abdomen.

A stream of blood spurted out in an instant. Mr.1 felt that his abdomen was stiff and weak, and his blood coagulated and flowed back. He staggered and fell to the ground on his back. He wanted to stand up, but his waist felt like lead, and his body was dead. Pressed to the ground.

Du En took back the ghost fire and said, "How long did it take?" "

"29 seconds." Robin said calmly, looking at the stopwatch.

Du En breathed a sigh of relief: "It's really a fluke, such a fluke, a little bit worse..."

"The negative emotion value from mr.1 is +200..."

Hearing Du En's words of taking advantage of him and being obedient, Mr. 1 felt angry and annoyed, and even felt a little ashamed. He just covered the wound in his stomach and remained silent.

The other senior agents looked at each other in disbelief. They had no idea that Mr. 1, who could be regarded as the strongest by everyone, looked like a child who knew some boxing skills in front of Du En. After a few moves, he was completely defeated.

"Mr. Du En, you will be our boss Mr.0 from now on!" Mr.3 showed a cunning look on his face, and was the first to raise his hands before everyone else. Golden Week also sat back, raised his hands in agreement, and said He was chewing the koji biscuits he took out of his backpack.

"The slave family also agrees." Feng Clay raised his hands, happy.

"There is no problem between the two of us." ms. Merry Christmas replaced mr.4 in making the decision.

Pola put away the thorns, sat back in the chair, and shrugged, "Okay, I think the same as everyone else."

The stiffness in Mr.1's abdomen gradually disappeared, but the pain came back. His unibrow throbbed slightly due to the pain of the wound. He stood up holding his waist and said coldly: "No objection."

mr.0 is just a high-level code name in the hearts of everyone, and there is no relationship between the two parties. Everyone was only a little dissatisfied with Du En's replacement at first, but as Du En proved his strength, their concerns and dissatisfaction naturally disappeared. The smoke disappeared.

"very good."

Du En sat back in his position as chief with satisfaction, "This meeting is mainly to clarify the next task arrangements. Although we will still accept tasks such as assassinations, thefts, and hunting pirates, they will not be the focus of this club. Our next focus will be on intelligence collection, and the reward mechanism has also been changed, but relatively, the task will be much easier..."

"If you have any comments or suggestions, you are welcome to put them forward at any time. The purpose of our society will no longer be to build an utopia, but to build an... ideal world!"

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