Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

"Mr. is old and strong." He complimented.

I'm really ignorant.

The old man silently put a label on Yan Xuan.

"King Yan, when will you move out? Otherwise, look, this decoration is too noisy. Think about it, how noisy it is, why don't you just go out and live, don't worry, although the old man is not rich, but The board and lodging for one person is affordable, King Yan, you must not be embarrassed."

Yan Xuan was completely confused: "What?"

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Yan State, provisional government.

"Master Dai Yunling, something big has happened!!!"

A [-] or [-]-year-old Assassin Candidate for National War hurriedly pushed open the door, put his hands on the case, panted for a while, and then took out the secret security and handed it to Miss Dai Yunling, who was organizing The little assassins who belonged to various departments continued to work.

The mansion that served as the interim government was originally the mansion of Yan Xuan. A group of Assassins relied on their strategic training as "National Death" assassins to hold on so that this dying country would not be buried with the bottom people.

The Warlord Assassin is the most rigorously trained among all nations, ranging from strategic deployment to deceitful deceit. He adheres to the fine tradition of never standing still if he can eat soft food, so that as long as he does not perform missions, he can survive tenaciously even without salary. Therefore, it is logical for the free child laborers to serve as the Minister of Security, Minister of Foreign Affairs, Minister of Logistics, and also security and cleaning in the interim government.

Since the collapse of the Yanxuan forces on a large scale, rumors of the old king's fall and the new king's enthronement began to spread in one area of ​​the world. As a new neutral force under Yan Ce's command, "National Martyrdom" gradually came from the darkness to the light.

During this process, Ji, the Guoshang Assassin, naturally transformed from being directly under King Yan to a business contractor and an intermediary in the dark world. Of course, her main business is assassination, but Dai Yunling took the initiative to communicate with terrorist organizations in other countries and reached an agreement. Many trade agreements.

As a result, the Assassins of the Kingdom of War finally had two meals a day when they were on a business trip, a living allowance with cooking cakes and the most useful accidental death insurance, although the beneficiaries of the insurance had to fill in the policy...

With Dai Yunling announcing the recruitment of talents, in a short period of time, the Assassin Organization has expanded many top salesmen, and the female salesman code-named Hong, who is a candidate for foreign affairs, joined the team during this period. The lowest level of the "National Memorial" family...

But Hong cherished the great dream of three cooking cakes a day and the lofty goal of drinking soup with salt, and soon, he was elected as the front desk of the newcomer with the highest performance in the dark world agency.

As a "National Martyr" candidate who walks two steps, gets water stuck between her teeth, and suffers from stomach problems after a hungry meal, she clearly understands that her position is to be a civil servant, and to go up is to brainwash newcomers, no, it is a vase to instill organizational culture .

Traveling is out of the question and never will be.

Although she is an orphan of the war, she has hope in her heart. She especially cherishes this wonderful job where she can eat and eat, even though the salary of the national martyr candidate is really low.

Looking at the flustered lady on the signboard of Guoshang, Dai Yunling's heart was as cold as a pool, and the waves were calm.

"Hong, I have already said that you should be calm in everything. You are the front desk of Guoshang, that is, the external image that symbolizes the Assassin Organization. What do you look like in a panic?"

Dai Yunling, the temporary leader of Yan State, criticized in this way.

The skills and accomplishments that are completely unworthy of the title of national martyr need to be honed. Although there is no need to travel and assassinate the mission target along the way, relying on the average appearance to support the performance is not the right path after all.

Sure enough, the instructor had to train the newly recruited students well.

Looking at the first generation of the leader of the National War, His Highness Ce has climbed from a medium to the beds of several big bosses, dealing with several women with deep backgrounds, and can be called the leader among the little boys.

Moreover, Yan Ce is the spiritual leader of all Guoshang, the previous example and motivation.

After all, the young man is the only assassin in the National War who is not so poor that he eats wind and drinks dew, and spends his days on robbing dog food when he is on a business trip.

"Oh, but something really big happened."

Hong took a deep breath, and then breathed again, still panicking.

"..."

The quality of Guoshang who has not experienced three years of simulated five years of training is really not good.

Ms. Dai Yunling sighed slightly, poured her a glass of water, and said earnestly: "The current situation of Yan Kingdom, what big things can happen? There are Qin people stationed on the border, and the foreigners in the north stay away. There are political and civil strife in Qi. Young Master Ce is protecting Yan in Qin, and Yan is safer than the previous kings of Yan."

"But but—"

"If you panic again, the money will be deducted." Dai Yunling said.

"Huh... much better."

Hong quickly calmed down, took a long breath, and then said in a very vigilant tone:

"Yanxuan went out of the city to pay homage to his late wife Mingji's clothes tomb, just after receiving friends from the state of Qin."

Dai Yunling looked up at the cloudy sky that had melted after a harsh winter, and couldn't help but sigh: "I was lucky enough to meet Ming Ji once. She held up a small umbrella to shield His Royal Highness Yu from the deep winter cold and midsummer drizzle. Poor Ming Ji was lonely when she was alive, and she will be lonely afterward, so let's visit Lord Mingji's grave another day."

"But when Yanxuan went to worship, the tiger charm was lost..."

Miss Dai Yunling's eyes froze for a moment.

Turning his head mechanically, he stared blankly at the Guoshang Kanban lady who was getting weaker and weaker.

She deeply understood why Yan Xuan had to conduct psychological training when he cultivated the first generation of national martyrs like Yan Ce.

She roared: "...then you damn motherfucker, why don't you hurry up and chase after me, and come here to repay the devil!!!"

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royal palace.

"His Highness Ce is down."

The guard at the gate looked at Yan Ce with a smile, and let him go, thinking that Young Master Ce might be busy last month, so he specially signed in twice more this month.

Tonight, I wonder which palace His Highness will sleep in again, after all, every day is not fixed.

The guards did not dare to speak, nor did they dare to ask.