On the other hand, the ninjas have a lot of records.

It can't be said that the momentum is invincible, but he also touched a crit with the sword demon, chased the weak chicken in a suit on the opposite side, pressed Daishan and sprinted.

They cleaned up all the bad guys who came out to wander in the whole area.

There are also various masks, including the six Ultra brothers, and the Kamen Rider of the Showa rogue.

As a result, the legend of Batman gradually became popular in the community. A group of aspiring young people wearing black bat suits fight against crimes in the middle of the night, fight against dark forces, and silently maintain the peace of Cangzhou City.

Obviously this isn't Gotham City.

Based on the principle of joining if they can't be beaten, the bad guys spontaneously organized small groups to correct evil and return to good, helping to maintain social order and stability.

The local police once thought that they had ushered in a middle-aged unemployment crisis.

And Chu Ge, who knew the cause of the story, showed a dumbfounding expression.

But at the moment he was busy with a more important thing, obviously he didn't have more energy to pay attention to the sent Ninja.

"The claws of the pangolin, the feathers of Zhiyin, the fragments of the precious sword of history..."

A purple-brown liquid is being boiled in the bronze-colored cauldron in front of me, and bubbles are popping up one after another. Inside are all kinds of strange materials, and black air rises curlingly, which looks like a dark pot that is not very tasty. cooking.

In fact, it is a pot of dark food, but it has other uses.

Chu Ge waved his arm, and the wind swept the rising black air. The thick black air rose continuously from the cauldron, and finally gathered into a large cloud of black mist.

"Gan, Wen, Cui, Shan!"

Chu Ge's steady and calm voice resounded in the empty room, resounding like a bell in the morning and a drum in the evening.

The black mist responded to Chu Ge and tumbling violently.

Listening closely, there was a faint thunderous hum, and the flickering blue arc was fleeting.

Pfft!

Four crimson figures suddenly fell out of the black mist, stacked together like an arhat, with a dazed expression and their right hands touching their heads.

"Hey! Aren't we doing food in the prison, where is this?"

At the bottom, the slightly honest man asked.

"Who knows? Maybe it's Walong, or maybe it's Daolong." The slightly thin man with the golden sun visor spread his hands and looked helpless.

"It looks like we've come out." Some optimist men raised their eyebrows.

"Then, where is this again?"

The tallest and most burly man put his hands together and flipped three times in the air with his legs wrapped around his legs. This movement amazed even the national gymnasts. Finally, he tapped his toes on the ground to release all the inertia in an instant.

The marble-like muscles are full of majesty, the blue runes are painted all over the arms, and the faint magic flow brings a faint light.

He had a unique big broom hairstyle, his dark eyes shone with a ferocious light like a wild beast, and his three beards added a bit of vicious and cunning temperament to him.

His name is Heihu Afu... Prepare to die!

"It actually succeeded."

Chu Ge put down the black magic book in his left hand with some surprise, looked at the four of them with great satisfaction, and nodded slightly.

"Who are you?" Ah Fu was instantly alert, his muscles tensed like iron.

"You can guess." Chu Ge leaned against the wall amusedly, with the expression of reunion.

Alfred was silent.

After countless failures, he recalled every battle he had experienced in prison, and suddenly found that he had lost the calmness and stability that a famous warrior should have.

This also caused the archaeologists to catch the weak point after gaining the upper hand, and a set of combos ruined the victory that was easily obtained.

011. We want to be good people

"Although thank you very much for saving us from prison, we don't want to do bad things anymore."

Putting a hand on Ah Fu's shoulder, indicating that there should be no conflict for the time being, Ah Fen talked to Chu Ge in a discussion tone.

They did follow different leaders in the past and did many, many bad things.

But after so many setbacks and failures, they suddenly gradually realized that, in fact, being a law-abiding citizen, a more ordinary life is better than a miserable life in prison.

America's prison is not a first-class ruthless person who wants to live with prisoners like them.

Beware of extra bars of soap on the floor every time you take a shower.

"It seems that you didn't recognize it, now." Chu Ge removed the magic disguise on his face.

"..."

The four looked at each other with doubts in their eyes, as if they were asking each other, 'Is this your friend? '

"Sorry, can you give us some hints? We really don't seem to know you," Zhou said.

"Zhou is right, and you are quite handsome." Lasu answered honestly.

Chu Ge covered his face helplessly.

Well, I shouldn't overestimate them.

Although Chu Ge's appearance has changed too much, but the method of elimination, after eliminating all three wrong options, there is only the last option left, and you actually chose to leave it alone and not answer?

No wonder it is repeatedly defeated by archaeologists.

Together with the four of you, will you achieve a special bond?

"Now, it's time to recognize who I am!"

The right hand was raised, and the red flame suddenly ignited. The flame rolled and expanded, and suddenly formed a roaring flame dragon. The temperature in the room rose at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Holy... Lord!"

The four people's eyes were shocked, their pupils shrank suddenly, their voices trembled, and black air rose from the surface of their skin repeatedly.

Is this scary?

Withdrawing the burning dragon in his hand, Chu Ge crossed his arms and looked at them with his head slightly tilted.

"You...free...?" Lasu pointed at Chu Ge tremblingly.

Was he not banished from the world?Why did you come back suddenly!

Chu Ge clicked his tongue.

This is a bit troublesome to explain. In short, both the Holy Master and the devil dragon died, and a new soul was born on the Holy Master's body. He inherited the memory of the Holy Master and possessed the twelve spells and eight demonic energy at the same time.

Although he was exiled from the world, his newborn soul could not be anchored, allowing him to take advantage of the situation to travel to a new world.

"That..." Zhou mustered up the courage to take a step forward.

Now the four are black air warriors. Anyway, if they suffer fatal injuries, they will be sent back to the subspace. As long as they are badly placed, the other party may not be able to do anything to them.

The best example is the white-haired black wizard.

"You want to reform yourselves?" Chu Ge interrupted Zhou.

"Mmm! Mmm! Mmm!" The four nodded frantically.

"To be honest, we don't want to do bad things anymore." Rasu said hesitantly.

"Although the food in the prison tastes bad, it's better than following the first two, starving for nine meals in three days, and getting a meal with a steel rod." Zhou also spoke appropriately.

"Uh, I also want to live a peaceful life." Ah Fu rubbed his head.

"That's all the treatment?"

Chu Ge was a little dumb, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that he couldn't find a reason to refute.

"Do we still have the right to negotiate treatment?" Ah Fen was shocked.

"Stay in the shop and help me with the work, [-] bags per month, food and lodging, six days off and one day off, and take turns to rest. There are tour groups on holidays, plus allowances and subsidies." Chu Ge estimated in his heart, and reported the salary lightly.

After listening to the salary, the four of them immediately showed an expression of disbelief.

They even wondered if they heard it wrong.

"that."

"Wait! Let's discuss it!"

Ah Fen hugged Lasu's shoulders, and then the three of them turned around in an instant, their heads moved closer together, and they began to plot quietly.

Although they were talking, Chu Ge could hear them clearly.

But in order to recruit new employees, he can choose to pretend not to hear.

It's like the contractor finds out the contractor and asks for the project payment. Don't others know that they owe the project payment?

"Hey, guys, don't you think he has become different." Zhou pointed back with his thumb, "Or just agree to come down, the room here is more luxurious than a prison, like a palace .”

"But shouldn't we correct the evil and return to the right?" Lasu spread his hands with an innocent expression on his face.

"Then do you want to dig through expired food in the trash with a meager relief fund after you get out of prison?" Ah Fen said angrily.

"Maybe we should ask what kind of work we do." Ah Fu said sharply.

"Yes!"

"Ah Fu, you are so talented."

"Why didn't I think of that."

Seeing the four of them, Chu Ge turned around again, clenched his fist with his left hand, and coughed a few times.

"Ah...well, Holy..."

Raising his hand to stop Ah Fen from speaking, Chu Ge said flatly, "Just call me Chu from now on."

"But isn't that very disrespectful to you?"

"Yeah, how about we call you the boss?"

Chu Ge rolled his eyes helplessly, and sighed sincerely, feeling that his temples were a little swollen again.

Get angry about this.

It was not because of the title that he was discovered, but was deliberately targeted by archaeologists in the end.

And don't mention the name "Boss" to me. He watched so many movies and TV dramas in his spare time, and found that the guy called "Boss" usually ends up dying miserably.

It's not that there are two or five sons under his command, or he is trying to find ways to 'the boss sacrifices to the sky, and his magic power is boundless'.

What if you have a conflict with a rival gang but can't find a reason to go to war?

It's simple, just reveal the boss's activities that day.

Because of this, Chu Ge's address to the boss is now respectful and insensitive, which is too unlucky.

"You can call me whatever you want. In short, it is forbidden to call me boss, boss, principal, captain, head, etc."

"Then what do we call you?" Ah Fu asked, rubbing his head.

"Father?" Lasu's mind twitched.

"Then why don't you call me boss." Chu Ge felt tired. Qin Jiu was so young, and his gray hair must be boiled.

"Boss, what is our job? We don't do things like smashing, smashing and looting."

"Your work is very easy. Help me take orders in the store, clean up the tableware on the table, and wash the dishes."

"Hey, washing the dishes, we can definitely do it with ease!" Zhou put on the appearance that the deputy was going to do a big job.

Did you only learn to wash dishes in prison?

Spending the rest of the time basking in the sun and pulling weeds in the prison square?

"I'll take you to your room."

Chu Ge was afraid that if he continued to chat with the four live treasures, he couldn't help but throw them back into prison.

Fortunately, I live on the third floor, and because there are not many friends visiting, two rooms are vacant on the second floor.

And Chu Ge felt that Ah Fu and the others probably wouldn't mind sleeping in the living room.

After all, there is a sofa, a TV, and even a refrigerator.

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