[Tutor] Obsidian Town Order Enforcer

Qian Naiko bent down to pick up a kapok, looked up at the tall kapok tree, and said with a gentle smile, "This kapok is so beautiful." The tone of Jiangnan was in her words.

Feng, who was wearing a red kung fu suit, opened his eyes slightly in surprise, and then smiled and said, "Xianyuan's Chinese is really good."

"Because I was Chinese in my previous life." Chinako played with the kapok in her hand, her smiling face couldn't tell what kind of emotion it was.

"Haha, did Xianyuan not drink Mengpo soup when crossing the Naihe Bridge?" Feng laughed.

Chinako nodded: "Ah, yes. This is a secret."

Feng shook his head behind his hands and said, "Hey, it's a secret, but I know it."

"It's okay, anyway, you are a gentleman, I believe you will not gossip."

"Ai, you use two idioms in this sentence, not bad."

"Thank you for the compliment."

The two walked and chatted for an unknown amount of time. Qian Naiko followed the wind and entered an alley. Well, there is a stone tablet erected in front of the gate of the house, but the words on it are already blurred.

Seemingly seeing that Qian Naiko was interested in the words on the stone tablet, Feng said, "There are only five words mentioned on it."

Chinako looked at Feng, waiting for him to continue.

"Practice the Tao, practice the Tao, and the Tao." Feng looked at Qian Naiko with a smile.

"Practice the Tao, practice the Tao, and the Tao..." Chinako repeated, and then said with a clear smile: "How many years has this been?"

"It's been more than 700 years. It seems that Xianyuan is very interested in Chinese culture." Feng sighed a little. From the words on this stele, one is you, and the other is Reborn."

"Really?" Qian Naiko smiled and walked into the house following the wind. The yard of the house was very empty, only a few bamboos were planted by the wall.

The wind took Chinako around the yard and opened a room.

"Xianyuan, can you get used to this kind of house?"

Qian Naiko smiled brightly: "I like it very much, sorry for your trouble." The decorations in the room are very old, and this familiarity made Qian Nako very comfortable.

"As long as you like it, you pack your luggage first, and I'll come back later."

"OK, thanks."

"you are welcome."

Qian Naiko watched Feng leave before closing the door, packing up only a few clothes, a long whip, a dagger, a gun and some bullets.

I am satisfied with Feng as a partner. He speaks and behaves very gently, with the style of a gentleman, and the most important thing is that he is Chinese.

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At noon, there was a lot of yelling on the xxx street in Guangzhou. There were all kinds of food stalls on both sides of the street. It was smoky, and the smell of food was mixed but not unpleasant.

"Going ahead is the barbecued pork bun shop." Feng raised a spring-like smile and led Qian Naiko through this snack street, not affected by the noisy environment at all.

Qian Naiko said with a little bit of embarrassment: "It was originally for the mission, but now I still have to trouble you to take me to play, I am very sorry."

Feng waved his hands and smiled gently: "Don't say that, does this mean that you don't treat me as a friend?"

"Huh?" Chinako looked at him suspiciously.

"Isn't Xianyuan sharing the 'secret' with me because he regards me as a friend?" Feng said with some disappointment, his eyes dimmed.

"No... I'm very happy to have such a friend as you!" Chinako froze for a moment, then smiled.

Feng also laughed: "That's right."

When the two arrived at the steamed stuffed bun shop, they found that there was a long line of hundreds of people in front of the shop, which left Chinako dumbfounded.

"Ai, it's a bit late today..." Feng said helplessly, and then smiled at Chinako: "I have to wait, their voice is so good."

Chinako smiled lightly and shook her head: "Hey, forget it, let's go back, there are still tasks tonight."

Feng looked at Chinako's expression and laughed knowingly: "Are you scared by this long line?"

"A little bit..." Qian Naiko nodded slightly. In her previous life and this life, she hardly went out to buy things by herself. Even if she went out to buy things by herself, she never encountered a situation where she had to wait in a long line to buy things.

"Hey, if you don't want to line up, don't take up a seat!" A big aunt with a vegetable basket squeezed Qiannazi away, and yelled at Qiannazi and Feng with a pair of small eyes.

Chinako was stunned for a while, and Feng rubbed his nose in embarrassment: "She said that if she doesn't want to line up, don't take up a seat."

"I'm very sorry." Qian Naiko understood after listening to Feng's translation, and bowed and apologized to the aunt habitually.

The aunt was a little embarrassed by the watery girl's serious bow and apology, she quickly squinted her eyes and smiled: "It's all right, it's all right, the beautiful girl and Tiaozi came here to buy buns? The buns here are delicious. Come, aunt will let you stand in front."

Qian Naiko looked at Feng suspiciously, and Feng pulled Qian Nazi out with some embarrassment, and said to the aunt when he left, "Aunt remembers you to buy it, we don't buy it, thank you."

After walking out of the long line, Qian Naiko smiled and asked, "Ai? What did the aunt just say?"

Looking at Qian Naiko's interested expression, Feng just smiled and said, "Auntie said that the steamed stuffed buns are delicious, and if you want to buy them, she will put you in the front row."

"Oh, that's it." Chinako smiled, paused and said, "Suddenly I found out that Cantonese is quite interesting."

Feng looked at Chinako with a smile, and asked with a smile, "Didn't you feel angry just now?"

"Angry?" Qian Naiko frowned slightly, and immediately realized what Feng said, and smiled lightly: "This is very good, simple and enthusiastic. There is no such hypocrisy." After speaking, she looked at Feng and continued: "You don't think I Will it be unbearable?"

"Haha, no, Xianyuan, you are such a cute girl!" Feng smiled brightly, and glanced at the appearance of a modest gentleman at first, but he looked like a hero in the Jianghu.

"Cute?" The corner of Xianyuan's mouth twitched slightly, and then he said with a smile, "Feng is also an extremely cute boy."

Feng laughed louder, and reached out to pat Xianyuan's shoulder: "You don't have to do this, right? Xianyuan is really cute! Hey, is it wrong to say that girls are cute?"

"Okay, you win." Chinako didn't bother with this problem, and now she felt a kind of freedom and joy from body to heart to soul in this native land, which made her very relaxed.

Feng looked at Qian Naiko's expression with deep nostalgia, stopped laughing, just watched, and finally said Yoyo: "I seem to have to believe you, I forgot to drink Mengpo soup when I crossed the Naihe Bridge."

Chinako looked at him and just smiled.

The two walked out of the snack street, and when they passed an intersection, they saw more than 30 people fighting there, and many of them were watching.

"Who are those?" Chinako stopped and frowned as she watched those teenagers fighting each other with sticks.

Feng was taken aback by Qian Naiko's suddenly serious expression, and then said: "Those are 'shows', mostly 'gangs' formed by uneducated teenagers at school, for the sake of territory or face, make an appointment When the number of people comes out to negotiate, if the negotiation fails, there will be a fight." After he paused, he added: "This kind of thing is very common here in Guangzhou, and generally no one is killed, and no one cares about it."

Chinako still frowned: "Just like Hei Yao, they are all out of tune, taught guys." The tone was oppressive.

"Hehe, Xianyuan doesn't seem to be used to these things." Feng smiled, and stood at the corner of the street with Chinako watching the scuffle ahead, with a calm expression on his face.

"That's right." Chinako didn't deny that she really couldn't get used to these young people who didn't learn well.

The melee gradually escalated, from the stick to the knife.

Qian Naiko glanced sideways: "Is this what you said that no one would die?"

Feng stretched out his hand to touch his nose, and laughed dryly: "This is a bit too much..."

"Won't Jingcha come?" Chinako sighed slightly.

After hearing this, Feng's expression was slightly sarcastic: "The gangs here are rampant, but the people over there want to control them, but they can't control them."

Chinako frowned, as if thinking of something, finally turned to Feng and said, "Let's go."

"Yeah." Feng nodded.

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late at night.

xxx road, xxxxx church.

"This is it?" Chinako quietly climbed over the wall, looking at the wind coming in beside her.

Feng smiled slightly: "Yeah."

"I'll go over and get rid of those two first." Chinako motioned to the two serious-looking men in vests and trousers guarding the church gate.

Wind smiled and nodded.

Qian Naiko silently approached the two people less than three meters away, hid behind the pillar, took out a pipe, and blew between the eyebrows of the big man who was facing this direction. While slowly falling down, Chinako quickly approached the big man with her back facing her, jumped up and covered his mouth with the dagger so hard that it pierced his neck and then cut it open. Chinako turned her feet and moved between them, her feet went Then stretch out and hook the body of the fallen man.

All the movements were dexterous and quick, causing Feng, who was watching, to widen his eyes slightly in surprise.

Is this assassination?

Chinako didn't care about the blood flowing from the man whose neck had been cut, and slowly put down the two corpses, took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood off his face.

Feng came to Qiannaiko's body like a charm, and looked down at the big man whose neck was cut, the end was almost broken, the attack was really ruthless...

"Is there a problem?" Chinako asked silently with her mouth.

Feng smiled and shook his head, then reached out and took out a key to open the door of the church.

Dim candles were lit in the church, and according to the information provided by the informant, the church hall was not guarded.

The two went up to the second floor without hindrance, and then they heard voices.

"Billy, there were a lot of experimental products that were destroyed by that stupid guy last time! This time, we must make up the number." The male voice was full of air.

"It can't be Bernie's fault, it's that Reborn! If it wasn't for him! How could Bernie die?! I must avenge Bernie!" This time it was a delicate female voice.

"Okay! Don't make any noise! ​​We..." The deep male voice became softer this time.

Chinako who heard the voice outside the door frowned slightly, while Feng smiled all over her face, as if she was happy that Reborn was hated by others.

At this time, it seemed that someone came down from upstairs, and the wind immediately pulled Chinako into a shadowy corner, because the corner was small, Chinako had to nest in Feng's arms.

Feng let go of Chinako's hand, rubbing his nose in embarrassment.

On the other hand, Chinako had a calm face, as if she didn't care about being in a man's arms at all, and she was still watching the person who came down from the third floor vigilantly.

It was a young woman in a nun's costume, with straight golden hair hanging down to her waist, and a beautiful face full of sadness, a look that I could still feel sorry for.

She walked to the room where someone was talking and knocked on the door.

The one who opened the door was a bald man with a bare upper body and a family's symbolic tattoo on his arm. This man was very tall, probably 1.9 meters tall.

"It's you?" The man frowned when he saw her, then he opened the door and shouted back, "Hey, I'm looking for you!"

"Is it Xiuzi?" A middle-aged man in a suit with a slightly bent back came out of the room, and he reached out his hand to touch the nun's head affectionately: "Didn't you tell you to rest first?"

It was him.

Chinako loosened her brows, the corners of her mouth curled up very charmingly.

Looking at it, the wind suddenly felt a little cold.