Gao Wu: Starting from Awakening the Bloodline of the Demon King

Su An shook his head, put his bag on his back and picked up the long box containing the gun. He opened his mobile phone with one hand, looked at the photo of the guide that Zhang Zhenlin had sent earlier, and walked towards the bustling square.

Most of the people who can enter and leave the "Extraordinary Things Management Committee" building are extraordinary people, and Su An can clearly feel the powerful aura of these people.

The steady and powerful steps, the long and deep breathing, and the clear and sharp eyes all highlight the extraordinary nature of these people.

In addition, today is the day when the "Social Sect Management Office" releases the sect assessment tasks, and many well-armed elite soldiers and generals are gathered here.

——The sect assessment is not only a qualification assessment, but also a regular assessment.

A variety of armored combat vehicles, powerful warriors wearing exoskeletons, and special personnel with modified bodies filled the square with an atmosphere of fighting and iron horses.

Su An felt as if he was in a group of dangerous and ferocious beasts. The powerful qi machines invisibly lifted the figures of many extraordinary beings, making him feel like a majestic monster overlooking the world.

There are very few ordinary people passing by near the square. Even pedestrians who have to pass by here always make a long detour and walk quickly with their heads lowered, as if this is a dragon's pond and a tiger's den.

It didn't take long for Su An to see his guide.

The characteristics of the other party are so distinct that Su An can notice them immediately even if they are dozens of meters away.

In front of the hood of a black armored jeep, a woman with long wavy hair and flaming red lips leaned against the hood. Although the camouflage combat uniform was loose, it still couldn't hide her graceful figure. From a distance, she looked like a woman. Heroic and enchanting.

"What a broad-minded person!" Su An looked away from the woman's chest and sighed silently.

He walked quickly over and was about to wave when he was more than ten meters away. The broad back of a combat exoskeleton suddenly broke into his field of vision, just blocking his gaze towards the woman, and he strode towards the woman.

"Beauty, are you going out of town for a mission?" The man, who looked tall and powerful because he was wearing an exoskeleton, walked up to the jeep and greeted the woman with a playful smile.

Seeing the other person take out a cigarette, the man pinched his fingers, and a cluster of flames appeared on his fingertips, and he brought it to the other person's mouth diligently.

However, the woman ignored him and slid the metal lighter in her right hand on her long leg. She opened the lighter with a snap and lit it for herself with silky movements.

Despite a bad start, the man did not give up and asked with a smile on his face: "How about we form a team together? We are very strong."

"Not interested." The woman's voice was cold and distant.

"Interests can be developed slowly, don't worry about this. There are dangers everywhere outside the city. If you team up with me, I can definitely keep you safe!"

The exoskeleton man was still not discouraged. Instead, he turned around and stood side by side with the woman, intending to have a long conversation and highlight a persistent stalker.

The woman never looked at the man seriously from beginning to end.

What she said next severely hit the opponent's self-esteem: "I won't team up with a weakling."

The man couldn't help but feel a little angry: "What did you say?"

The woman exhaled a long stream of fine mist, looking intently and looking indifferent:

"First, you are less than 1.9 meters tall after wearing the exoskeleton, which shows how short you are. Although I do not discriminate against short people, I will never be interested in people shorter than me;

"Two, before you leave the city, you put on the exoskeleton in a showy way, isn't it just to increase your chances of succeeding in chatting up women? In one word, 矬;

"Third, the most important thing is that you can't see that I am a senior transcendent, which shows how poor your vision is.

"You're the one who wants to get close to me. Do you know how to write about humiliating yourself?"

The man with the exoskeleton was so shocked by the woman that he became red-faced and ashamed.

In anger, he originally wanted to teach the woman a lesson, so as to regain some dignity for himself.

But before he could speak, two men suddenly trotted over next to him. While pulling him back, they hurriedly nodded and bowed to apologize to the woman.

The woman is talking about herself.

The exoskeleton man's anger and his companion's apology all fell on deaf ears to the woman.

"Why are you pulling me? What can she do to us on her own?"

"Oh, my eldest young master, please calm down. Do you know that you almost stepped on a big thunder just now? The woman next to you is just that, how dare you mess with that woman?"

"She's great?"

"Awesome? That can't be described with just two words: "Awesome if you don't smell Yi Shui, you won't know the cold, and the Jingzhe will release hundreds of demons." You must have heard this sentence, right?"

"Yi Shuihan, Jingzhe Qiang, you mean, she is the one..."

"Yes, yes, that's her. How can we afford to offend someone like that?"

"Go, go, go, go, go..."

When several people passed by Su An, he heard the other party's conversation. Because his hearing was better than ordinary people, he noticed a lot of content.

"Yi Shuihan? What is that? A mysterious technique?" Su Anhan thought secretly.

What he was even more curious about was the words that described the other party. He was very imposing when he heard it, "It seems that the guide that Uncle Zhang found for me is not simple!"

Of course it's not simple. Zhang Zhenlin introduced him: Zhang Yuying, the master of the Immortal Sect, a sixth-level transcendent.

Su An put on a bright smile and walked towards the woman: "Hello, aunt, I am Su An. Uncle Zhang asked me to come here to find you."

Hearing this, Zhang Yuying, who had always remained calm-faced, froze and nearly dropped the cigarette from her fingertips. She mechanically twisted her neck to look at Su An: "What did you call me?"

"Ah, sister, hello, sister." Su An quickly corrected her, her young and innocent smile looking harmless.

Although the woman in front of her looks mature and has a sophisticated temperament, she doesn't look like she's thirty, so she really can't be called an aunt. But this is also an age that is as beautiful as peach blossoms and as dangerous as thorns.

"Are you Su An?" Zhang Yuying took a long breath and held back her itchy fists.

She looked Su An up and down, curled her lips disapprovingly, and continued enjoying her cigarette contentedly, "Zhang Zhenlin, that bastard is never reliable.

"Why are you giving me a little fresh meat?"

Su An put down the gun case, took off his backpack, and corrected him seriously: "Sister, you can call me Xiaoqiang, or you can call me young man, but you can't call me Xiaoxianrou."

Zhang Yuying, who originally looked away, let out a long "Oh" when she heard this, turned to look at him and asked, "Why?"

Su An said seriously: "Fresh meat is for people to eat, and I am not anyone's food. On the contrary, I am the one who eats meat."

Zhang Yingying didn't expect him to say such words.

Feeling the deep meaning of the word "eat meat", she sneered twice: "Do you know what you are talking about?

“A newcomer who has never been to the wilderness, with skin that has not been exposed to wind and rain, and tender meat, actually talks so loudly about eating meat?

"When you get outside the city and face those murderous monsters and bandits, why do you eat their flesh?"

Su An patted his gun case and smiled confidently: "Of course it's based on this."

Seeing the sniper rifle in the gun case, Zhang Yuying's eyes narrowed: "Falcon Strike? That bastard Zhang Zhenlin actually lent you the Falcon Strike he used?"

The contempt for Su An in her eyes weakened by two points, and she began to observe him seriously.

At this glance, she found that Su An only had two levels.

Then her face fell down, her eyelids drooped and her long eyelashes were lowered, making her eyes particularly sharp: "Use Falcon Strike at level two. Are you and Zhang Zhenlin crazy, or am I crazy?"

Su An put away the gun case and said seriously: "The crazy ones will only be our enemies."

Zhang Zhenlin will give him Falcon Strike, so he naturally knows his performance through the "Nanshan" training ground. But at present, it seems that the other party has not told Zhang Yingying about this.

Recalling Zhang Zhenlin's behavior of parking his car far away from the square and not even daring to expose himself to Zhang Yuying's sight, Su An reasonably doubted that the other party would not be able to say anything to Zhang Yuying in daily communication. talk.

Zhang Yuying was choked and speechless by Su An's answer. The more serious Su An was, the more absurd she felt.

It is not scary to be weak, but it is the most scary thing to be weak and confident.

To her, it was self-evident what it meant to take such a person to fight in the wilderness.

"Fuck!"

She couldn't help but uttered a curse word. Zhang Yuying could no longer maintain her mature and cold demeanor. She took out her mobile phone and dialed Zhang Zhenlin's number and yelled:

"Zhang Zhenlin, you damn bastard, can you be reliable for once? This is what you recommended to me..."

However, Zhang Zhenlin's voice did not come from the other end of the phone: beep beep beep...the phone you dialed has been turned off.

Zhang Yuying was so angry that her chest was rolling and the waves were like anger.

She turned to look at Su An, who had an innocent face. She wanted to say something, but she opened her mouth but didn't know how to speak.

What can she say to Su An?

"Sister, I am capable. When we get outside..." Su An patted her chest responsibly, as if to make sure.

It's okay if he didn't say this, but when he did, Zhang Yuying's eyes drooped even lower.

At this time, someone suddenly shouted to Zhang Yuying in front of the office hall: "Zhang Yuying, you have a new task, come and take a look!"

Zhang Yuying waved her hand in response, then looked at Su An, holding back a complete sentence for a long time: "You, you... forget it, you wait here for me first."

Looking at the other person's graceful figure going away, Su An's smile did not diminish, but her mind was already alive.

The relationship between Zhang Zhenlin and Zhang Yuying is a bit strange.

Speaking of being close, the communication between them was obviously not smooth, and Zhang Zhenlin was actually jealous of him; firstly, the guide Zhang Zhenlin found would not be unreliable, and secondly, Zhang Yuying would not agree.

"This beauty is awesome and has a bad temper, but she can't be a companion. This mission can be done." Su An came to the conclusion.

This conclusion is not groundless.

All the conversations and actions he had after meeting Zhang Yuying were not random.

After seeing Zhang Yuying's performance when facing the man with the exoskeleton, Su An had made a preliminary judgment about her:

Cold and tough.

Being aloof means being difficult to get along with, and being strong means that the relationship is unequal.

If Su An behaves in a regular manner, he will only become a follower with no right to speak. He may not see any good looks during the mission, and he will do whatever the other party asks him to do.

This is not the situation Su An wants to get along with. Over time, it will only make him feel panicked.

And if the other party's state cannot be changed, Su An will not even go with her.

The wilderness is dangerous and murderous at every step, and it is necessary to face it with a good mental state. Su An would rather act alone than choose a teammate who may cause him to be mentally drained.

So he called "Auntie" when he came up, and took the initiative to use words to test during the subsequent communication. On the one hand, he was trying to break the cold atmosphere, and on the other hand, he wanted to see the other party's reaction.

The fact is that Zhang Yuying was ruined by him and could not maintain her cold demeanor; although the other party despised him, she did not lose her temper with him, but just turned around and planned to settle the score with Zhang Zhenlin.

He will not be cold and distant all the time, put on a bad face, and will not vent his anger to him. This shows that this person is not bad at heart, and the cooperative relationship can continue.