The Basic Law of the Routine of the Infinite World

[You used violence against the plot characters, deducting [-] survival points]

"Oh shit...."

Xiuyan is extremely aggrieved now. The content of the task is to let Ying Manji join the funeral club while ensuring his safety. The second main line is to protect the members of the funeral club, which means that neither side can use violence to solve it.

Dog Day's Eden!

"Don't forget what kind of organization you are." Xiu Yan looked into the eyes of Sangshenya: "This guy was just an ordinary high school student a day ago, and the change in his mentality is not that simple. I can help you look at him and promise. There will be no threat to the funeral agency, and you can come back to deal with him in a few days."

Tsukigami looked at Xiuyan strangely: "When did your mercenaries also part-time nanny?"

Xiu Yan sighed, and his innate ability was activated: "I just saw our own shadow in this kid, whether it is infected or the power of the king in your mouth, this is not our own choice. I have to choose, I know this kid doesn't have a choice now, but at least...he should have some time to think about it, right?"

Tsukigami was stunned for a moment, thought for a moment, the blond man finally nodded: "Okay, I hope you are right. If he threatens the funeral society in any way, anyone who protects him will be Our enemy!"

"Huh~" Xiuyan let out a long breath.

Although I don't want to do this, it seems that sometimes talent is the most useful.

ps: Calvin has been a little serious recently, definitely not because of playing games, although the team of bookers eating chicken is constantly growing... From the earliest three to the current twelve, and two more Was pulled in, and continued to indulge in it.I think the boss has to carry this pot. Ever since he was addicted to it, he has always asked if he wants to eat chicken.Someone said to code, the boss said, hurry up and write, and then you can eat chicken!When in a hurry, I even directly say 'play first, play first, and then write after playing. '

ps: This is the industrial culture of Shuke, humanized humanistic care, never oppressing the authors, it is perfect!

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The task of solving Sakura Manji seems to be a signal.

Just after the end of this place, the communication device of Zangshenya over there rang.

"What's the matter?" Chi Shen Ya connected the communication.

"The big thing is bad. Cliff." The voice of the communication came out: "The man in white broke into the underground parking lot in the [-]th district. I don't know who said it was safe, and all [-] people who took refuge there were arrested. Also, the new machine to defeat Ayase is the murderer Daliru."

"Dalilu..." The corners of Tsukigami's mouth raised, "I see."

After saying that, he hung up the communication and looked at Xiuyan: "Come with me, remember, keep an eye on that guy."

"of course."

"Also." Tsukigami continued: "Your people also need to come over."

Xiu Yan spread his hands: "You need to contact yourself. I can only inform my team members. To be honest, you have hired too many people. Some people are not the same as me."

Jigshenya frowned slightly: "I don't care about this, you are responsible for notifying the person."

With that said, this guy has already walked down.

"It's really troublesome." Roger grinned from behind: "Next time I won't do any role-playing missions, it's still the reality of regional confrontation."

"Who knew there would be these restrictions?" Xiu Yan was also a little helpless. He looked back at Ying Manji and said, "Ying Manji, if you have a little brain, you should know what to do next."

Ying Manji looked up at Xiu Yan, although his face was still in burning pain, but there was no resentment on his face, but asked, "Why did you save me?"

"Rescue is easy." Xiu Yan responded indifferently: "But trust me, if you say something more than your brain, only the gun is waiting for you! Do you know what to do next?"

"Speak less, right?" Sakura Manji responded somewhat absentmindedly.

"There's still more to see." Xiu Yan patted Ying Manji on the shoulder: "You should know that you may be inseparable from this terrorist organization. You can't go back to your previous life, no matter what you say, GHQ will think that you are a terrorist of the funeral agency, so you have no choice now, I will help you buy time to make you figure it out for yourself, and sometimes if you can’t resist, please try to find out.”

"F... Found?" Sakura Manji was a little stunned by Xiu Yan's words: "What did you find?"

"Find the reasons you think you can convince yourself." Xiu Yan walked forward after speaking, and called out in the team communication: "Xueyin."

"what happened?"

"Let everyone come to the funeral club to combine, I have sent you the location."

There was Xueyin's wry smile: "This is not what I said. These people were discussing the triggering of the mission just now."

"Then tell them there is a new mission here." Xiu Yan said to himself: "They will come."

After saying that, Xiu Yan hung up the team channel.

On the contrary, Ying Manji followed behind. He tugged at Meng Hao's clothes. In his opinion, Meng Hao was probably the best talker among them.

"What he said..." Sakura Manji looked at Xiuyan's back and asked, "What do you mean?"

Meng Hao scratched his head, with a simple and honest expression on his face: "This.... think about it for yourself. If the boss wants to say something, he has countless reasons to convince you. He didn't say it, he just hoped you would find out for yourself."

"I...discovered it myself?" Sakura Manji chewed the word: "Find out a reason why I can convince myself?"

"Life is sometimes full of helplessness." Meng Hao sighed: "Only by persuading yourself can you live a more comfortable life, right?"

Hearing this sentence, Sakura Manji was already lost in thought.

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"Damn it! Where did these infected people come from!" In the command room, a bald uncle slapped the table angrily: "Can you confirm it!"

He was the commander in charge of this battle plan, although the anime died pretty quickly.

"Already...it can be confirmed." A soldier replied cautiously: "Whether it is the picture returned by the recorder or the report of the frontline soldiers, it can be confirmed that there are indeed infected people."

"These dirty mice don't live in a third country, yet they dare to come to us to make trouble!" The bald head gritted his teeth and said, "Report!"

"Yes!"