The morning of Jiu'an was gray.

The delicate and beautiful girl opened a pair of dark and deep eyes, moving her flexible body.

A long white nightdress wrapped around her lovely soft fair skin, large bare shoulders naturally covered with black hair, a pair of graceful curves like sculpture-like slender legs slightly closed, small and delicate toes curled slightly with the deep stretch of the body.

Qin Ming stretched out a comfortable lazy waist, stood up contentedly, opened the curtains, and welcomed in some dim light.

"The life of a vigilante is over."

Qin Ming looked at the vigilante dog tag who had been with him for a year with a nostalgic face, and the reluctant smile of the young man in the photo now looked both loving and ridiculous.

Buried deep into a worn-looking and dated tin box, Qin Ming closed the lid.

For the arrival of the special team, Qin Ming had guessed as early as the moment he was forcibly pulled into the mirror, but he did not expect that these Shengping people would be so fast.

After that mustache named Gu Junjie was taken away, whether he was dead or alive was a matter of later stories. This "accidental" date did not expect but had an unexpected harvest, in Jiu'an, an ancient land of China. An undercurrent of a dark river destined to be sad swells.

Not only did he fall into this river with no end in sight, but the Jiu'an people, Xia Guo people, and even humans all waded into this muddy water together.

Qin Ming touched out a mobile phone full of cracks, the shattered screen lit up, and a family of three photo wallpaper came into her eyes.

The young and sunny man hugged the woman with a happy smile tightly, and the woman held a beautiful girl with bright and big eyes with pigtails in her arms.

This enviable man is none other than the young mustache Gu Junjie.

"Gu Junjie, you should still be alive..."

Qin Ming showed a grim smile, "Save your life, I think you should also know what to say and what not to say." No problem, I'll find you. "

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-Kuan is still the same Kuan, but it seems that something has changed....

"Full testing? Are you kidding? Lao Tzu is going outside the wall tomorrow.

"All residents with resident identity plates are tested at the local security bureaus and municipal governments of Jiu'an with identity plates?"

"What the hell? Suspected of spreading alienated viruses? Me, what about this tm cheating children? Could Lao Tzu still turn into an alien creature on the street? If it's true, I'll just cut my button!

Wearing a thick black trench coat and his head wrapped in a warm cotton hat, Qin Ming quietly passed by the stalls where he ate in the gathering place, and withdrew his indifferent gaze.

In the morning, while listening to the radio at the center of Jiu'an City, the whole people inserted an official message.

A two-day universal test will be carried out tomorrow, of course, only for residents with identity plates. All residents participating in the testing can conduct a small survey at the same time, which involves the screening needs of an official profession.

The whole Jiuan boiled, new official professionals? No matter what era or country, official work is very attractive, especially in the current chaotic catastrophic era, official work represents the banner of monetary power, but this banner is in the hands of a few people who are not only intelligent but also have potential.

As for its danger?

Joke, the cataclysm has been carried over, are you afraid of this? There are no safe professions in this era... At least official occupations also have disability pensions.

All the crowd gathering points that Qin Ming passed through were discussing three questions, one was what kind of shit "alienation virus", one was the purpose of the official large-scale test, and the other was what were the conditions for the selection of this new type of profession.

"Extraordinary power..."

Qin Ming narrowed his eyes and looked at the faint white light masses lurking in the crowd.

"Are the Shengping people going to develop new extraordinary warriors in Jiu'an?"

With a hint of a smile, she took the pancake fruit from the stunned young chef at the restaurant stall, and handed him a Singapore dollar with a denomination of one dollar with a smile.

This time it came out for one thing, a new resident identity tag.

Qin Ming took a deep breath and looked at the dilapidated and dirty large gathering place in front of him, bypassing the foul-smelling alley area full of garbage, and entering the most chaotic place in the whole of Jiu'an. It has a particularly unique name - Jiuan Dungeon.

A group of skinny and dirty young beggars with bird's nest-like hair peeking out of abandoned houses with dusty faces, older children may be able to find a job that barely survives, girls can generally find a way out as long as they are not too ugly... It's just that this way out mostly leads to hell.

Bullet casings and bloodstained "murder" scenes everywhere, fighting in the alleys of two gray gangs in the open area...

Qin Ming shot expressionlessly, the huge mechanical roar of the hand cannon resounded, and a 12.7-caliber bullet grazed the cheek of the ill-intentioned man in front of him.

"Stop!"

The man retreated in fear and ran towards the alley.

Qin Ming withdrew his weapon and continued to walk towards the depths of the alley. Until I came to a place like a large factory building, walked to a hidden back door, and knocked lightly.

After a while, a fierce strong man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist opened the door with a slight rush in his hand, looking at the beautiful black-haired girl in front of him in surprise.

Immediately, a huge hideous arm grabbed the girl's thin shoulder fiercely, and a thick voice came: "Where is the yellow-haired girl!" An

irresistible huge force instantly came from his arm, and the girl stretched out her arm expressionlessly, and her slender and white hand grasped the strong man's thick fingers and twisted gently, making the big wolf in front of him howl.

"I'm looking for someone to run an errand."

Qin Ming took out a non-mainstream card with graffiti, which was a picture in mourning tones, and the hideous skull was densely covered with bullet holes, and the words "Imperial City Arms Wholesale Member" were written on it.

The strong man wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, looking at the petite and beautiful girl in front of him in disbelief, and only after seeing this card did he relieve the puzzlement in his heart.

The people who can own this card are nothing more than ruthless people who live outside and have all the customers who have traded valuables many times.

Qin Ming did not pursue this man's question, and continued to walk towards the depths, just like a thin man with less than 100 pounds who wants to fight heavyweight boxing, people didn't directly throw you out.

"Oh my God, what's wrong with the world."

The strong man seemed to have received a huge blow, a pair of stunned eyes looked at his dislocated fingers, and the whole person languished....

Qin Ming was taking the shortest path, and at this moment she was really on a high-rise bridge made of steel bars, and under her feet was the noisy and frenetic Imperial City Clubhouse.

Underground black boxing, stolen goods sales, arms deals, special services, "slave" auctions, and even extremely formal study tutoring and book sales...

Qin Ming retracted his gaze, pushed open a separate room, and saw a partner who had dealt with him many times.

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