"So, Mr. Ye, is he really going to hunt the mysterious source?"

After leaving the Bingshan Bar, Qiaodi Lao Zhou and red-eyed Lingping both sat in a small bar.

One of the two was wearing a stiff expensive suit, holding a civilized staff in his hand, and his hair was meticulously combed. If you ignore the eyes that always flash a faint red light, they look like old-school people who are heavily influenced by Western culture.

Sapp, the other one, only had a black hat on his head and wore gray clothes, like a tramp.

But when they walked into the bar, they looked like the owners of the bar.

It wasn't that no customers noticed the weirdness of the two of them. There was even a waiter who planned to stop Qiao Di Lao Zhou outside the bar. However, the red light in Ling Ping's eyes flickered slightly, and everyone sat back quietly.

seat.

What you were doing just now, do now.

They chatted and drank, and their thighs continued to rub against the bottom of the table.

Even the person who originally wanted to go to the toilet sat back down under the influence of a strange will, flirting with the dignified and delicate woman across the table with a smile, but his body couldn't hold himself tight, and a wet patch appeared in his crotch.

Gradually it spreads.

"Until now, I sometimes feel that our abilities are very weird..."

Lao Zhou at the bottom of the bridge sat down in front of the bar, asked the bartender to get him a cup, and poured the Erguotou he brought into it.

"After so many years, are you still not used to it?"

Ling Ping, who had red eyes, just ordered a glass of whiskey. At the same time, he glanced at Old Zhou under the bridge with disdain. He always had a sense of style. He glanced at the aborigines in the bar and said softly: "Our ability

It’s not ours, it’s just the authority given to us by this city. Everyone is fake and just a monster in human skin, so what is there to be strange about?”

"The only problem is..."

Old Zhou at the bottom of the bridge paused for a moment and said calmly: "This is how the aborigines look to us."

"Is this the same in the eyes of our city's will?"

"..."

The red-eyed Ling Ping was startled, and a very surprised expression flashed across his face: "Didn't you come here today to discuss the new president?"

"It's just something I feel."

Under the bridge, Lao Zhou shook his head lightly and changed the topic: "When will he come?"

"I have sent a request to his mailbox, and when he is willing to come, he will naturally come."

Ling Ping, who had red eyes, silently picked up his cup and drank, and motioned to the waiter to bring him a good cigar. Lao Zhou, who was under the bridge next to him, looked at him with some discomfort, and couldn't hold it back for a while.

He took out shredded tobacco from his pocket and rolled himself a cigarette.

The two people are so different from each other. They are usually not used to seeing each other, but now they can only sit together and wait for Mr. Ye to come over. Something happened to Yang Jia in Heimen City now. The president's temperament

It's a bit special, making people afraid to talk freely. Among the remaining knights, they are the only two who can sit down and have a good chat as normal people.

There is no way, there are currently eight people with the same status in the Black Gate City knight contract.

Apart from Yang Jia and Mr. Ye, there are only the two of them and the Big Snake sisters, Ruanruan, Xiaosi, and the Big Snake sisters. We can't call them out for discussion. Those two women are simply crazy. They were crazy before because of them.

Their faces were cut off, but later they took their faces back. Not only did their mental state not improve, but they became even crazier.

I don’t know if the president is contagious.

As for Ruanruan and Xiaosi, these two are rising stars and have always been on the side of the new president, so there is no way to discuss it.

What's more, it's also crazy...

Therefore, after realizing the seriousness of the problem, the two of them had no choice but to sit down together and invite Mr. Ye over.

"I think the president has made it very clear."

Just when they were all thinking about something, without any warning, the waiter in front of them suddenly spoke in a low voice.

A completely unfamiliar face, but the familiar voice of Mr. Ye.

"He really wants to hunt down the mysterious source, and now he has started to make preparations."

"..."

"But how could something like this possibly succeed?"

Ling Ping, who had red eyes, couldn't help but frowned and said, "Are we really going to accompany him to go crazy?"

Lao Zhou at the bottom of the bridge did not speak, but he clearly raised his eyebrows. It was obvious that he agreed with the red-eyed Ling Ping.

To their surprise, they thought their worries were normal and reasonable, and should resonate with Mr. Ye, who was always the most rational person. However, the person behind the bar in front of them just looked at them with a slightly weird expression.

:

"Do you still want to rebel?"

"Like the Silver Bullet Family?"

"..."

"No……"

The faces of red-eyed Ling Ping and Lao Zhou at the bottom of the bridge changed drastically at the same time, and they immediately shook their heads vigorously.

What a joke.

Everyone has seen the fate of the Silver Bullet family, not to mention that the Black Gate City is even stronger now than it was then. The two of them are just old knights and the two rare people in the Black Gate City who are not crazy.

Express your concerns about things that are indeed not feasible in theory, and use a tactful way to understand the new president's thoughts and see if you need any suggestions.

"Mr. Ye, don't get me wrong. We have absolutely no other ideas and we are very satisfied with the current situation in Black Gate City."

Under the bridge, Old Zhou rarely said a few more words: "Yang Jia is kind to our Black Gate City... none of us want anything to happen to her, but we know better that the mysterious source is not something we can fight against, and only the hell organization can do that.

Only a madman would think..."

"So, who gave you the illusion that we in Black Gate City are less courageous than the Hell Organization?"

Uncharacteristically, Mr. Ye interrupted them.

Facing the two people's obviously stunned expressions, Mr. Ye's voice sounded calmly: "You have all followed the old president, but you don't know the old president. He has always been a steadfast person.

A person who reaches the extreme is a lunatic..."

"But even people like the old president have been hesitating during his lifetime, fearing that he did not have enough willpower to carry out his plan. Therefore, when the new president was selected, I felt very surprised. I felt

I don’t know what he is thinking, and I don’t quite understand why his hobbies are so... unique! But I am very sure that he has indeed been the person that the old president has been waiting for. "

"So, I will choose to believe him."

"After all, if you don't want to believe him, why choose him in the first place?"

"..."

"..."

Under the bridge, Lao Zhou and red-eyed Ling Ping were both stunned. They came here today to find out the situation. Why did they become loyal?

Mr. Ye sighed lowly, and it seemed weird to convey the sigh in a mechanical voice. Then, his voice sounded again: "I understand what you two are thinking. You think you are rational, so

It’s hard to accept such a crazy plan, but haven’t you ever thought that we in Black Gate City have always been the initiators of the craziest plans?”

"So, please accept my advice and make a decision!"

"If you decide to leave Black Gate City, I will help you convince the new president to give you the freedom to transfer."

"If not, then you shouldn't sit here and question his decision."

"Instead, I tried my best to find ways to help him achieve his goal..."

"..."

In the astonished eyes of Ling Ping with red eyes and Old Zhou under the bridge, Mr. Ye paused and spoke slowly:

"Just like Miss Ruanruan and Mr. Xiaosi are doing now."

"..."

"..."

No matter what thoughts everyone holds in their hearts, Black Gate City is indeed showing some unusual changes.

Ruanruan left the Bingshan Bar and returned to her rental house. She kicked off two shoes, jumped on her computer chair, then excitedly pulled up the keyboard and started sending messages to the forum.

: [Family members, who knows, our president is the dog lover who is good at dancing. Now he actually wants to hunt the mysterious source...]

[So, do you have any good methods? 】

【……】

Not long after the post was posted, the number of replies quickly increased, and it was obvious that it was very popular.

[Kyuubi-sama: The old aunt is online...]

[TM Youhuang: The original poster came to the forum again to brag about the review]

[Qiangu Dishang: I’m afraid you upstairs don’t know what kind of pervert the president of the poster’s family is!]

[Drama Emperor: My family has a method of hunting the mysterious source of gods. It is passed down from ancestors. I am willing to make this decision that goes against my ancestors for the poster, but I hope the poster will not be so ungrateful... Can you post some photos of Yuzu?
To be continued...