Two-Dimensional Alien Species: Human Security Agency

And after watching for a while, Xie Zhifei realized that although the Thunder Lord is quite good at fighting small monsters in reality, it is not enough in the game. He couldn't stop the heat in his head and rushed towards the monster, without any tactics, basically relying on Ji Qinger to push the map. Every time Xie Zhifei died, he could smell a little unpleasant odor in the air. After realizing that it was the smell of ionized air, Xie Zhifei left the room consciously.

It would not be a good thing to be stared at by the angry Douglas. As for what to do with Ji Qinger, a dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist. She must have a way. Xie Zhifei comforted himself. The hidden vampire forces are ready to subvert the world at any time, but they study during the day and do nothing at night. This kind of world is really a bit of black humor.

"Dong dong." The crisp knock on the door sounded, Xie Zhifei turned to look at the meticulous silver-haired butler standing at the door, the old man bowed slightly, and the etiquette was so perfect that there was no way to be picky. "Master, please come over."

"Okay, Lord Chen." Lord Chen's name is Chen Danqing, and he is also one of the members of Blade. Always appearing as a butler to the left and right of the boss, he is also the chief logistics manager of Blade. Although he has never seen him make a move, everyone respects this old man very much. Yi Nian had vaguely revealed to Xie Zhifei that the old man became famous a little earlier than his husband. This alone can make Xie Zhifei awe-inspiring. Being older is not something to be proud of. Because of the different awakening times, The Fool is not without an older member. But there is no doubt that long life is worthy of respect.

It is not easy to survive in such a bizarre world, and more than 50 years means that there is a sea of ​​corpses and blood under your feet. The judge, Chen Danqing. Although it has been buried by the brilliance of generations of newcomers, the strong **** smell contained in these five words has never been ignored by anyone.

"What is the boss looking for me for?" Xie Zhifei asked in confusion. Xie Zhifei watched Chen Ye press the button to go downstairs without hesitation. Want to go out to work? Himself and BOSS?

"Master is going to Chongjiu. In comparison, I want to use your identity as a deeder." Chen Ye's words slammed from Xie Zhifei's back to his limbs like an electric light. Things happened so fast that he had forgotten about it at all. That's what Mr. said when he met his grandfather face to face that day.

"When I die, the identity of the deeder will have to be changed. This time, I will bring someone here to see the ancestors first." The words of the gentleman still echoed in his ears, as if he was deliberately escaping. Xie Zhifei didn't dare to think about it at all. things, but he never forgot. That world is too far away from him now! Killing the great devil of **** with one knife, the white fox with nine tails on its back. These legendary things were too far away from him, so far away that he dared not even think about them.

"The ancestor said I can't do it." Xie Zhifei hurriedly refused. Unexpectedly, Ye Chen turned his head and looked at Xie Zhifei seriously.

"There is a need for a contract between Tianhu and the Fool. This is not something that is decided by Tianhu alone." An indifferent domineering emanated from the old man, which made Xie Zhifei instantly understand that the contract is a monster. Compromise for humans, or for fools. Even the arrogant fox is just a compromiser, and they have to accept it.

"But there are more people in the Fool who are more suitable than me!"

"Mister is Xingjian. During the time when the Fool lost the prophet, the inheritor of Xingjian was the one who was the furthest among us. Since he thinks you are suitable, you must be the most suitable one. Please don't belittle yourself." The old man He looked at Xie Zhifei deeply, then backed out when the elevator opened, "Please."

Yes, those worlds are still far away from him. If Xie Zhifei is just an ant who has just raised his head, they are already monsters that have been in this wilderness for many years. But the place where he stood was the corpse of a dragon that could not lose to any beast. Before the dragon died, the most precious dragon blood was poured into the body of the ants, so that the ants also had the opportunity to be noticed by these giant beasts.

Just before the elevator door closed, Xie Zhifei stepped out. Slightly bent his body, as if he was carrying a heavy burden, but the black suit was wrapped in wind and clouds, like a heavy armor.

"Long time no see, Lily." Xie Zhifei greeted the little fox. Although the little guy just glanced back at him, his shaking ears revealed the fact that she was in a good mood.

"Mr. Po Jun. The ancestors are waiting for you." The carp smoke from behind the counter came out, a few koi fish in a white cheongsam frolicking, and the appearance of holding a tobacco pole was still a smug look. Po Jun nodded, without the intention of greeting. Li Yan also turned around and walked in with a group of people.

The little fox shook his ears, turned his head and secretly looked at Xie Zhifei, who followed Xie Zhifei into the depths of the store, looking a little depressed, and his pointed ears felt like they were collapsing.

"Follow Lily, the ancestor asked you to come with me." Li Yan's voice came! The little fox jumped out of the high chair he was sitting on and rushed into the store. After two steps, he seemed to remember something, then braked suddenly and turned his head to run to the door of the store, turning around the open sign. When it was closed, I ran in again.

"Old Ancestor." Xie Zhifei saw the dignified little Lolita with colorful sleeves again. Po Jun bowed properly. Then go straight to the subject.

"We hope that Chongjiu can act as an intermediary to guarantee us a cooperation with the werewolf."

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Chapter 55 Negotiations

"We hope that Chongjiu can act as an intermediary to guarantee us a cooperation with the werewolf." Po Jun's way of getting straight to the point is like a straight punch, as if he is a human being, and does not give others any room to turn around. Everyone knows that the sudden arrival of Po Jun to Chong Jiu will not be aimless, there must be a purpose. But since it was you who took the initiative to find me in the chat, I would naturally chat about my own difficulties first, in order to raise the price or pull out the step of rejection.

But Po Jun does not intend to play cards according to this common sense, although I am negotiating with you, although Tianhu and the Fool have an agreement, but the Fool is powerful. You have to accept, we can compensate you, but you have to accept, no matter what difficulties you have, you have to eat the task. Totally overpowering people.

"We and you probably haven't seen each other for a long time, right?" The ancestor opened his eyes and looked at Po Jun lightly. "You have always been in the same city, and you have never visited us. I heard that you are now called the 'Big Three', do you think it is detrimental to your identity to have come to visit us?"

A soft pusher not only ignored Po Jun's straightforward request, but also put a new pot on his head. If he wanted the topic to continue, Po Jun had to explain the reason why he had not been there anyway. And once the explanation begins, the initiative changes hands.

"Unreasonably interfering with the ancestor's Qingxiu, Po Jun can't do such rude behavior." I won't disturb you if there is nothing, I must be there for something. Although it seems that the reply is straightforward, it has successfully brought the topic back. I have something to do, can you do it?

The old ancestor finally fully opened his half-closed eyes, and Li Yan on the side held the cigarette stick in his hand tightly. It's been a long time since the old ancestor looked so angry. As for Xie Zhifei, the hair on his back stood up instantly, and the breath of his ancestors made the image of the nine-tailed celestial fox appear in his mind again, and the fear of facing death was deeply engraved in his body. Once bitten by a snake, for ten years, I was afraid that this was what Jing Rope said. The things that once endangered life, not only psychologically, but also physically would leave a deep imprint.

Po Jun stood up straight, no matter how the momentum in front of him rose, like a hard rock and a blade, standing in the stormy sea, as if to cut it in two pieces.

"Your temperament hasn't changed at all after so many years." Surprisingly, the ancestor took the initiative to dissipate his breath and returned to the appearance of a harmless little loli.

"Po Jun's temperament is stupid, and most likely he can't change it." Po Jun bowed his head slightly, like returning a knife to its sheath, in order to pull it out faster next time.

"The middleman you want is not Chongjiu, but Tianhu, right?" The ancestor sighed.

"It doesn't matter if it is Chongjiu or Tianhu, as long as the werewolf believes in us." Po Jun replied seriously.

"Which one are you looking for?" The old ancestor decided not to worry about this issue, and gave up the idea of ​​fighting against the army, and asked directly.

"The Bite of Frost." The words Po Jun came out, and Xie Zhifei instantly felt that the atmosphere in the whole room became strange. Different from the murderous aura just now, a strange silence filled the air. Even Li Yan, who was always watching his nose and nose, couldn't help looking at Po Jun in front of him, his eyes seemed to be looking at a fool.

"Boy, was it the team you led when the Bite of Frost was almost wiped out?" Xie Zhifei was shocked by the words of the ancestor, and he couldn't help but look up at the straight figure in front of him.

"The teacher gave Po Jun the first task. Po Jun did not dare to take it lightly. There are still one third of the Frostbite clan, and they are far from the point of extermination." Po Jun's words made Xie Zhifei get goosebumps all over his body. Although I already know that BOSS is a **** of killing, is the first task to lead the team? And the remaining one-third means that two-thirds of the people have been killed by you, that's enough! Why are you still so sorry. After all these years, you must still be thinking about the remaining third. Hey! If you say that, everyone will think that you want to find them and wipe out the family completely!

"The Bite of Frost is protected by Gui Tianhu. You should know that." The old ancestor's voice was already mixed with the sound of grinding teeth. There was a fire in the eyes that had finally been subdued.

"That's why Po Jun stood here and asked the ancestors."

"We can't represent Tianhu." The ancestor choked back without hesitation.

"The high priest of Tianhu's generation was brought out by our ancestors. And I brought a new one." Xie Zhifei, who has been trying to reduce his sense of existence, instantly felt two sights that were about to set him on fire, and his whole body was full of shake.

"Tianhu's deed has always been chosen by himself!" The voice of the ancestors was decisive.

"This was the case two generations ago." Po Jun said **** for tat.

"He's not qualified!"

"There is none now. He is the disciple of Mr., and the new generation of deeds chosen by Mr.

"Zong Ze himself doesn't dare to say that he has completely seen through the secrets!"

"Can the High Priest see farther than Mr. Sir?" The most noble position in the celestial fox is the High Priest, because it is said that the High Priest is the only existence that can communicate with a greater will. Tianhu has always been in the name of the family of the heavens, even if it brings disaster to the country and the people, it still acts according to the will of heaven. When Daji overthrew Shang Tang, he still claimed to be instructed by Nuwa.

But the gods don't actually exist, and the so-called acceptance of God's will is nothing more than a star-viewer and a prophet who can glimpse the possibility of the future to a certain extent. Unlike ordinary prophets who can only predict a general direction, the high priests cannot take the initiative to predict, but they will occasionally see certain things very clearly, just like the collapse of Shang Tang. This situation is called Tian Yu. Apart from the Prophet of Mandate, they have never had a rival in this regard.

Until the man known as the Son of the Stars and the Crown of the Stars appeared. In the observation of fate, the high priest of this generation was defeated in his hands, and no one knew why he could see so far and so clearly, as if fate was transparent in front of him. But luckily he was dead. Although it is not considered an early death, it cannot be said to have a long life in any case. His relatives died early, his friends were separated, his brothers died, and he had no wife and no children. Maybe this was the price he paid.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

"We've run into some problems, wanting to use the power of Frostbite. In exchange we can free the captured Son."

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Chapter 56 The Baht

Tribes and clans are nouns that appear in almost all werewolf legends. Just like vampires have their own clans, werewolves should have their own tribes.

But in fact this statement is wrong or incomplete. Not all werewolves have tribes of their own, as it is not the same as breeding with vampire blood. The blood of the werewolf lurks under the blood of the human, and new werewolves will appear in the emergence of mutation and atavism. And only when a group of werewolves gathers, stabilizes and finds a sufficient way to replenish their clan can they become a tribe.

In other words, werewolves with tribes are strong, because if they are only scattered in the dark, the little fireflies are not bright enough, but they will not attract hunters. But when the gathering of fireflies becomes a stable and bright light source, all the enemies wandering in the darkness will swarm.

Various monster hunting organizations and enemies handed down from ancient times will do everything possible to destroy this new tribe. And those who can persevere must be the strong. The blood of the werewolf was logged into this land along with that war. In those chaotic times, the cannibalism of human beings gave the weirdos an opportunity to re-emerge.

Although no one dared to expose the treaty of the thousand-year **** war, they are still active in every war, enjoying gunpowder smoke and flesh and blood. Spreading fear and death, as in the prehistoric era thousands of years ago. When the dust settles, the worlds linked through war not only communicated language and culture, but also blood in the dark.

Both werewolves and vampires are expanding the newly discovered continent as they did in the Americas a hundred years ago. And unique monsters such as monsters and zombies from the East have also been exiled to Europe with people.

Frostbite is one of the werewolf tribes formed in China under such a background, and it is also one of the three tribes that still survived after the founding of the country. The bloodline originating from the Siberian direwolf has mutated after the complete integration of the native blood. They do not have the strong physique of their distant ancestors, and they become death gods who can run and fight together in the vast snow field.

But more clever and cunning, they are nightmares in the shadows, with a natural sense of danger, they are always in groups, and they will escape after a hit. Their fangs are as deadly as polar frost flowers. They will even actively trade and cooperate with other races and organizations. Except for vampires, they have put down almost all natural hostility to other aliens. So much so that it is called the shame of the werewolf, and there is no proud werewolf. But like omnivorous crows and mice, they don't give up anything they might eat, poisonous or not, and thrive.