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In "Four Seas", killers and assassins belong to the same assassination system, and there are many similarities and subtle differences.For example, both characters have high agility and average output, mainly surprise attacks.However, the killer has a lot of weapons to choose from. Almost all types of weapons in the game can be selected. At the same time, many appearances can be changed to meet the killer's attribute settings.Assassins are relatively monotonous. Most of the optional weapons are hidden weapons, and at most a dagger or a thin sword is given.

The reason why Jiang Mingchen chose to play the killer is also because the killer can change around. When he returns to his hometown, he usually remembers to change into a scholar form or other forms.

The most commonly used weapon of Zheng Xuan's assassins is the dagger, just like his ID name "Supernatural".

Cangshui Vice Captain Xiang Nan's assassins often use hidden weapons, such as sleeve arrows, to attract the attention of the enemy and create opportunities for Zheng Xuan to get close and cut his throat.

As for Zhao Liao, he uses Hongying to hold a spear. He thinks he is handsome, but his friends always laugh at him.I stopped mocking after a long time, because Zhao Liao was not lucky, he was very lucky.

Jiang Mingchen accompanied Zhao Liao and others to finish the team arena. He was just about to practice for a while when he was called by the manager: "Deputy Jiang, can you come here?"

Zhao Liao was still unconvinced after the team competition, and was entangled with the opponent's output core to compete alone. At this time, through the deafening music in the earphones, he vaguely heard someone called Jiang Mingchen. He looked up and hesitated. The opponent's machete hit.He took two steps back, regrouped, and stabbed at the opponent's chassis with the tip of his gun.

The manager is not from Zhao Liao's circle, but the manager of the former club.After Zhao Liao bought the club, he saw that the manager had a good resume, so he kept it.

The manager is quite ambitious. At first, he was still very depressed about the existence of this group of demons and playboys, but when he saw that the Jinshi team had entered the finals for the first time, he suddenly ignited hope and enthusiasm. Looking at Zhao Liao's high-voltage line, he thought about it and talked to Jiang Mingchen.

"Do you have to play killer?" the manager asked.

Jiang Mingchen looked at him incomprehensibly.

The manager sighed: "You know the situation in our team. Although everyone is headed by Team Zhao, they all have personalities and want to be the main force."

He used to secretly ridicule that the Cangshui team was full of milk, but now the retribution came. At first, no one in the whole team was willing to milk, but in the end it was decided by drawing lots.

The milk problem was solved, but other problems came, for example, the whole team did not have serious support.

Gunslinger, swordsman, swordsman, stickman, boxer, all masters of mechanism have them all, and they collectively have a heart to compete for output. Even the milk basically belongs to releasing teammates, and rushing forward to stab people with silver needles while in chaos.

Almost every game in the last season can be described in one sentence: beat the master to death with random punches.

In short, they rushed up to the group to fight first, and then changed targets to fight the next one. There was even an opponent team who said that he was so shocked that he forgot to think and move.

At that time, the manager was sitting in the audience, with a stern face and fixed eyes. He was too embarrassed to turn his head to look at his colleagues in the next team, and felt that his career was always on the edge of darkness.

In fact, in the Jinshi team, there are sideline supports. For example, the archer and Jiang Mingchen's killer belong to this column.

It's a pity that the other main players of the Jinshi team are all skilled, but this archer is an extremely "rare" hand and eye.If this game is more humane and you can beat your own people, it is very likely that all members of the Jinshi team will die under the hands of the archers.

During the match, Jiang Mingchen's assassin was worthy of the manager. He tried his best to be a support, but he was unable to do so. There were indeed many weapons that the assassin could use, but they didn't include what the manager wanted.

The manager is very tired.

Jiang Mingchen was silent for a while, and asked, "Should I change my number?"

The manager nodded: "Otherwise, you can play a priest or a wizard."

Daoist priests can add many beneficial states, wizards can summon dead souls, and can also add many negative states to the opponent.No matter how versatile the killer is, he can't come up with these two skills.

Jiang Mingchen was not happy and remained silent.

He loves his killer role and doesn't want to switch, or become a priest or a wizard.

Speaking of which, he didn't even think about forming a team at first, Zhao Liao was so excited to do it, he just wanted to play the game quietly.

The manager didn't dare to force Jiang Mingchen to change, so he could only persuade him patiently.

After persuading him for a long time, the door of the manager's room was pushed open vigorously. Zhao Liao stood at the door and asked impatiently, "What's the matter?"

The manager gave Jiang Mingchen a shy look.

Jiang Mingchen said, "The manager asked me to discuss the lineup for next season."

Anyway, on the surface he is the vice-captain of Team Jinshi.

Although he is a vice-captain who is hardly remembered externally, and almost nobody listens to what he speaks internally.

Zhao Liao frowned: "What is there to discuss? No, why don't you discuss it with me? Forget it, let's not talk about it. It's time, let's go eat."

The manager watched them go out, and the other wealthy children outside also dispersed with friends.

After a while, the whole floor fell silent.

The manager closed the door, picked up the documents, slammed them back on the table, and kicked the chair so hard that it kept spinning in circles.

Zhao Liao took Jiang Mingchen to dinner. Even though he was sitting in a private room, he was recognized by others. Two well-dressed Internet celebrities sandwiched Zhao Liao from left to right, asking about the team and the competition, and answered But something else was unspoken.

Jiang Mingchen ate silently with his eyes down.

Finally those two Internet celebrities left, Zhao Liao swiped the circle of friends he just added with his mobile phone, and glanced at Jiang Mingchen again: "Hello."

Jiang Mingchen was still biting the meat in his mouth. He looked up at him, and happened to be photographed by his mobile phone.

Zhao Liao said with satisfaction: "I'll change the screensaver."

Jiang Mingchen ignored him and continued to eat.

Zhao Liao changed the screen saver, put the vegetables in Jiang Mingchen's bowl with his chopsticks: "Don't just eat meat, don't you get tired of it? But you are also quite strange, you like meat so much and don't like sports, but you are not fat, hehe. "

Jiang Mingchen raised his eyes slightly, and looked at the wristband on Zhao Liao's outstretched hand.

When he was in China, Zhao Liao always wore wrist guards, which made it easier to cover those scars.

Jiang Mingchen didn't understand Zhao Liao very much.

Zhao Liao is a person with very passionate feelings, even hot and intense.Love desires life, hate desires death.

Jiang Mingchen was actually very afraid of him.

Zhao Liao is a ball of fire, and if he wants to burn all the fire, he will feel hot, sweat profusely, and be afraid of being burned when standing beside him.

"I'm talking to you." Zhao Liao asked dissatisfied, "What are you thinking about? I don't know what I'm thinking all day long."

Jiang Mingchen came back to his senses and looked at him: "What?"

Zhao Liao: "I asked what the manager wanted you for this afternoon."

Jiang Mingchen said, "It's just to discuss the lineup for next season."

This is not a lie.he thought.The manager asked him to change roles for the sake of next season's lineup. Rounding up means one thing.

To be honest, it might bring trouble to the manager. Jiang Mingchen felt that it was meaningless. He was already very annoyed by Zhao Liao's domineering appearance, and he could understand the manager's depression.

Zhao Liao let out an "oh" without further questioning, and started to eat some vegetables.

Jiang Mingchen felt more and more uncomfortable with the steaming delicious dishes. He hesitated, put down his chopsticks, and said, "Zhao Liao, I have something to tell you."

Zhao Liao said without raising his head, "Say."

Jiang Mingchen said, "I want to quit the team."

Zhao Liao still didn't lift his head, and said, "No."

"I find it boring." Jiang Mingchen said.

Zhao Liao finally raised his head and glanced at him, and said slowly, "But I just thought it was interesting. And if you don't want to play, don't play, and no one is forcing you, why quit?"

Jiang Mingchen said, "I think training is boring."

Zhao Liao said casually: "Oh, then don't train, no one is forcing you."

Jiang Mingchen was silent for a while, and said, "Don't you think this disrespects the manager and the profession itself?"

Zhao Liao sneered: "I pay the wages. My boss says it's okay. Who do you disrespect?" After a pause, he stretched out his chopsticks to pick up the vegetables, and asked in a joking tone, "Are you Mrs. It's been a long time since you've been beaten, so it's itchy again?"

Jiang Mingchen thought for a while and said, "Zhao Liao, I don't want to be with you anymore."

Zhao Liao's gaze paused, and the chopsticks were fixed on the dish. After a pause of two seconds, he slowly raised his eyes to look at Jiang Mingchen, and said with a half-smile, "Give me a chance, say it again?"

Jiang Mingchen felt timid and hairy, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his heart and back, but he swallowed, and insisted, "Zhao Liao, let me go, I really don't like you, I I don't want to be with you, there must be someone who likes you, if you really like you—"

Zhao Liao threw his chopsticks on the table, grabbed the glass and threw it at Jiang Mingchen's head.

Jiang Mingchen quickly got up and ran out, but Zhao Liao, who moved faster, dragged him back towards the wall with his neck strangled, and slapped his face vigorously.

"Fuck|Your mother Zhao Liao!" Jiang Mingchen hissed and cursed, struggling to kick Zhao Liao.

Zhao Liao was kicked a few times by him, his eyes were red, he pushed him to the ground with all his might, grabbed the chair and smashed it hard at him, threw the chair aside when it was almost smashed, and scolded as he kicked: "Hey!" Your face! I'll give you face!"

Jiang Mingchen curled up on the ground with his head in his arms, and there was no other sound for a long time.