"No!" Zhang Yuanqing shook his head: "You thought it was the emperor's king, right? I originally wanted to take this name, but the name was taken, and I think it's too old-fashioned."

"So?" Xie Lingxi's heart sank when he heard that.

"The dead return! The death of death!" Zhang Yuanqing raised his chin.

What, what kind of broken name is this? This gang order must be abolished. Xie Lingxi's beautiful eyes opened slightly, and the dog was stunned for a moment. The next second, her face bloomed with an expression of more joy and admiration than before:

"The dead return, brother Yuanshi doesn't take the usual path, he doesn't fall into the clich�, I like this name, recruit me quickly, I can't wait."

Zhang Yuanqing immediately opened the warehouse, clicked on the search button in the upper right corner, and entered the three characters "Xie Lingxi" with his fingers.

Choose Invite.

In the next second, Xie Lingxi felt something: "Well, there is."

Her pupils immediately lost focus, stared at the property interface in front of her, and clicked agree.

"Let me see what brother Yuanshi has in stock." She hurriedly opened the gang warehouse, and found a few props.

There are two props lying quietly in the gang warehouse, one is an ugly scarecrow with rough workmanship; the other is shaped like anti-wolf spray.

"Brother Yuanshi, can you show the properties of the props?"

The items in the warehouse can disclose the properties of the props, and do not need to be touched by the spirit walker. This is one of the functions of the gang warehouse, which helps members choose props in the warehouse.

"Let's watch it again when we have a chance in the future." Zhang Yuanqing immediately bowed his head to eat.

"Why, show me." Xie Lingxi acted like a baby.

But Zhang Yuanqing just ignored her.

In the scorching sun, Aunt Xiaoyuan drove to an unopened bar.

There are many bars and nightclubs on this street, and they are all closed at this time, and it is not yet business hours.

A bar on the corner opened its doors, and expensive or cheap cars were parked in the parking spaces outside the bar.

A group of people dressed in different clothes came down, some of them were in suits and leather shoes, some were flip flops, some were in tights and crew cut, some were wrapped in black coats and wore masks and peaked caps.

The composition is extremely complex.

Aunt Xiaoyuan parked the car, took out her mobile phone, and handed the invitation message to the two burly security guards at the door to check.

After confirming that the text message was correct, one of the bald men looked at her plump figure for a while, grinning and said:

"go in!

"Girl, are you interested in having a drink with the brothers later?"

"Okay, if I'm in a good mood and don't kill you two." Auntie Xiaoyuan put away her phone expressionlessly and entered the bar. After entering, there was a wide hall filled with round tables and wicker chairs, facing the door of the store. It's a long bar.

The table in the hall was full of evil professions who came here at the appointment, and Madoka was one of them.

She received an invitation today, the content is that the "talker" newly appointed by Bishop Bing has arrived at the Songhai branch, reopening the stronghold, and inviting regular customers to come over and meet.

As one of the three major organizations in the evil profession, no one dares to deny the face of Bishop Bing, and the evil profession really needs the existence of the black market.

Trading alone, they are all afraid of being hacked. JrNovels.com