Why are all of them passive skills?

Gray was confused: "What's the revenge?"

Ye Jing: "Didn't you become autistic when you were hit by a scammer while driving a hearse? If you join Yue Jianhei, you can be a scammer! Think about it, the grocery store you met before, I forgot his name, you can go and hit him!"

"This" Gray was hesitant, and there was a little bit of excitement: "Isn't this not good? This doesn't seem very moral."

Ye Jing waved his hand and said righteously: "What's immoral about this? Scamming is to teach them to obey traffic rules and give them a warning in advance."

"And." Ye Jing turned his head towards Gray, leaned close to his ear, and whispered: "Also, haven't you heard that saying? If you can't beat them, join them! As long as we join, no one will care what we do, at least they won't bother us!"

That's right!

Gray suddenly realized that this was right. He didn't want to meet such a group of psychopaths every time he came to District 19, and then be surrounded and abused by psychopaths. After joining, there would be no psychopaths to abuse me.

Thinking of this, Gray nodded decisively: "Okay! Let's go in and take a look together! At worst, I'll leave. Such a small force can't stop me at all!"

Ai Xiaokui stood aside and watched the two of them discuss with cold eyes. Her body had secretly blocked the way. No matter what they planned, she would not let these two sheep that had already reached the door run away.

Since the plan was ready, Ai Xiaokui didn't say much, and directly pushed open the door of the bar and walked in first.

Ye Jing and Gray looked at each other. Since they had made up their minds, they would not hesitate.

Enter!

After entering the bar, Ye Jing glanced at the environment inside and found something strange.

This doesn't seem to be a bar!

The space inside is much larger than it looks from the outside, with a full hundred square meters. The decoration is very simple, just ordinary light colors, black and white decorative stripes are all over the bar, forming an inexplicable sense of harmony.

Except for a small area in the middle of this bar, the rest of the area is filled with square tables, one every one meter. If there is no bar in front, Ye Jing would have thought it was a restaurant.

Then Ye Jing noticed another thing. On the right wall of the bar, there is a big notice board, and the notice board is full of white paper. These should be commissioned.

So retro.

This is Ye Jing’s first impression of this bar. Looking around, there are almost no high-tech tools, all of which are made of wood or iron.

And the browsing area for commissions is actually a notice board that is hundreds of years old. Who doesn’t use a big screen or a projector now?

Ye Jing feels that this is not a modern bar, but an ancient tavern.

Gray is also curious and looks around. He is quite interested in this retro bar and wants to spend hundreds of thousands of spirit stones to open one for fun.

Ai Xiaokui seemed to see the doubts of the two people, so he explained: "This format and style are determined by our chief according to his own preferences."

"Chief? What kind of person is he?"

Ye Jing asked casually.

"He" Ai Xiaokui hesitated for a moment, and his face unconsciously revealed a look of fear and fear, which opened Ye Jing's eyes.

"He is a terrifying pervert."

Terrible, pervert.

These two words don't feel like good words!

Ye Jing just wanted to ask something, but Ai Xiaokui had already shut up and walked straight inside to the bar. This was a ten-meter-long bar, but there was only one person.

There was an uncle lying on the table at the bar, dozing off, his messy hair was a mess, and his clothes were a little worn out.

Ai Xiaokui didn't care that the uncle was dozing off, and stretched out his hand and knocked on the table a few times.

He didn't wake up.

Ai Xiaokui increased his strength and knocked a few times.

Thump, thump, thump!

"Ah! What happened? Is it on fire?"

The uncle raised his head suddenly, revealing a decadent face with stubble all over his face, and looked around in confusion.

When he saw Ai Xiaokui standing in front of him with an expressionless face, his expression relaxed, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and muttered: "Xiaokui is back, did you get anything?"

Ai Xiaokui pointed at Ye Jing and Gray: "I'm not kidding, I brought back two people, let's publish them."

"You brought back two people after going out for a meal?"

The uncle was slightly startled, then looked at Ye Jing and Gray, looked them up and down, and showed an admiring look on his face: "Not bad, one person is at the eighth level of the realm, and the other is at the ninth level of the realm. Both kids are quite talented, and it seems that they are not just filling in the numbers."

You can see it at a glance?

Ye Jing was stunned and shocked. He thought he was just an ordinary decadent uncle, but he didn't expect him to be a master.

Being able to see the cultivation of the two of them at a glance must be at least a destiny, right?

A strong man in the Destiny Realm, actually hiding here as a receptionist?

It seems that Yue Jianhei is not as simple as imagined!

Then, he glanced at Gray with his peripheral vision, and was also a little surprised. He always thought that Gray was a second-generation rich man with nothing to do except that his body mutated and could fly. Who would have thought that he was only one step away from the Underground Palace Realm.

No one can be underestimated!

The uncle at the front desk touched under the counter and took out two pieces of white cardboard. No, it’s not paper, it seems to be white iron sheet!

Then he took out two small wooden sticks, very ordinary, just ordinary wooden sticks.

"Fill out the form." The uncle put the tin sheet and the small wooden stick on the front desk, grinning: "Be careful when joining the group, just a reminder, we are not good people."

Ye Jing attached to the front desk, picked up the small wooden stick, and smiled: "What a coincidence, I am not a good person either."

Then, he set his eyes on the tin sheet.

When his palm touched it, it felt very hard and cold. This was not ordinary iron, nor was it refined iron. It should be another high-end material.

He looked at the small wooden stick in his palm again, and realized in his heart that this might be the legendary test. As a practitioner, if you can't even write a word, you really failed.

[Yue Jianhei Rujiaoshu (Practitioner Version) (33rd Revision)]

Name:

Current Age:

Current Cultivation:

Inviter:

Voluntary:

Willing to do it:

Note: One thousand spirit stones per entry form, please pay for it yourself.

Ye Jing: “.”

This place actually costs money? ? ?

He had the urge to put down his pen and leave immediately. He hadn’t even started making money yet, and he had to pay first?

This really wasn’t a good place!