I’m In Charge of SCP

Holding a toothpick and wearing a white scarf, Zhang Jue walked sideways on the street. He learned the style of the gang bosses in the 80s and 90s police and gangster movies by nine points, one point short, because he didn't have any doglegs to open the way for him.

But even so, the people passing by couldn't help being a little farther away from him.

I'm afraid he is in a bad mood. He greeted himself with a kick.

Zhang Jue strode forward and didn't walk far when he heard someone calling him behind him.

"This... buddy, please stay."

Zhang Jue turned his head and saw that the lord who lived next to him came down.

He looked at Zhang Jue up and down and asked, "Brother, are you interested in joining our horse team?"

"Join you?" Zhang Jue tried his best to act disdainfully, "What are the benefits?"

"Of course there are benefits." The country lord pointed to the carriage parked in the corner and smiled at Zhang Jue: "It depends on how much you can get, brother."

No matter what era, no matter what world they are in, the tricks of the evil capitalists are the same, that is, to paint big pie.

As long as you do your best for the company, the company will not treat you badly, Zhang Jue almost heard the cocoon in his ears.

The country lord guided Zhang Jue upstairs while boasting that the treasures he had mixed with him were absolutely huge.

In fact, Zhang Jue was just to get into his team, and it didn't matter what conditions were, but in order to maintain his "personality", he kept asking for some details.

For example, attendance time, whether there is work injury insurance, and what is the pension.

The country's master looked dumbfounded.

After speaking, the two had already arrived at the lord's room.

This room is much larger than the one rented by Zhang Jue.

The lord of the country sat on the main seat and clapped his hands.

Then several guards walked in from outside.

"Brother Feng Qingyang, here are some of my'thugs'. As long as you can beat one of them, you can stay with me. Of course, if you can win two or three, I will give it to you. The more treasures there will be, how about it, it’s fair--I think, with your strength, it shouldn’t be a problem to win three."

Is this an entrance exam?

It's really fair.

Zhang Jue glanced around and found that these guards did have two shots. In terms of physical fitness, when placed in the real world, they were at least at the level of a soldier king.

And it does not rule out that they will also use some other skills.

But Zhang Jue's current strength is already the first person below the gods.

Unless the Hanged King takes the initiative himself, even if the four leaders here attack him at the same time, he can easily win.

But the little guy in front of him couldn't even break the defense.

Zhang Jue looked around, his eyes staying on the person who had been following the Lord.

"Beat him, how much can you give?"

"what?"

The expression of that country lord seemed to say to Zhang Jue, are you kidding me?

He smiled and said: "If you can beat him, I will give you as much as you want-but I advise you not to do this, because everyone who fought with him died, and they died terribly."

In fact, Zhang Jue noticed this person when the country lord went down to greet him.

He is inseparable from the country's lord and should be a personal bodyguard, but his sense of existence is very low, and it is very easy for people to ignore him. Maybe this is his ability.

Strength...Probably a bit inferior to the white leader, and here, he is considered a very powerful person.

He can serve as a guard for this country lord, and he is sure to get a lot of benefits.

"Life and death have fate, wealth and wealth are in the sky, take a fight, bicycles become motorcycles."

Zhang Jue said something they didn't understand, and then hooked his finger at the guard, "I've decided, it's you."

After being selected, the guard did not act immediately, but glanced at the country lord.

The lord nodded in agreement, and then exhorted: "Gaias, I really like this clear wind, leave a life for him."

The guard named Gaias nodded.

Walked from behind the lord to the front.

With just these two steps, his whole aura has changed.

If he was just a humble domestic servant, he is now a very powerful killer.

The murderous aura emanating from him is real.

Even the other guards were so scared that they took a few steps back.

The hired thugs who lived in other rooms also sensed this strong killing intent, and put on their clothes to see if something happened.

The host simply waved his hand and opened the door of the room to prevent them from thinking outside.

In doing so, he actually wanted to frighten other people through this battle, otherwise all cats and dogs would dare to challenge his authority in the future.

Sure enough, those who had been bribed shortly saw that this guard was so powerful, and they all showed a look of horror.

Seeing this situation, the country owner was very satisfied.

"You can launch an attack at any time." Gaias said to Zhang Jue.

He carried his hands on his back, his voice was ethereal, and his master demeanor was full.

Everyone inside and outside the room opened their eyes wide, ready to witness this wonderful duel.

But what happened next shocked their jaws.

I saw that the challenger named Feng Qingyang said, "Then I'm welcome," and then disappeared into the air.

The next second, he suddenly appeared in front of Gaias, raised his leg, bent his knees, and kicked Gaias' abdomen.

Then, with a bang, Gaias was shot out like a bullet.

The tremendous force made him smash the wall through a human-shaped hole, and he kept emasculating, and finally embedded in the wall on the opposite side of the street, bowing his head, not knowing his life or death.

There was silence.

In this room, time seems to stand still.

However, Zhang Jue didn't have the pleasure of pretending to be successful.

After all, this Gaias is too weak.

Before he could help, the opponent fell.

It's not interesting at all.

He retracted his leg and looked at the lord of the country.

"I like him quite a lot, and I left him a life. I hope Lord Lord will not mind."

This is clearly the words the Lord said to Gaias just now.

The strongest person around him couldn't even handle a single move under the hands of Qingyang, and the Lord of the country was a bit trapped for a while.

After several seconds, he reacted: "Don't mind or mind, Mr. Feng Qingyang, I can't tell, you are so amazing..."

From Feng Qingyang to Mr. Feng Qingyang, this title has changed quite quickly.

The master of the country was determined to recruit Zhang Jue for his own use--if he didn't do it, he couldn't do it. The original guard was beaten and disabled all at once, and the gap was not so big.

The lord of the country greeted a few more words, and then formally hired Zhang Jue as his next personal guard.

As for the remuneration, according to the country’s lord, after the event is completed, Zhang Jue can choose one of the carriages below, and all the things on it belong to him.

"After it's done..."

Zhang Jue heard some messages from his words.

The tributes on these carriages were originally meant to be tribute to the Hanged King. It seems that these subject nations are really determined to rebel.

But Zhang Jue doesn't matter, they have nothing to do with him.

Moreover, with the current strength of the Hanged King, even if all the subject nations are on the same side, it is also the death of a spike.

He pretended to hesitate for a while, then agreed.

The lord put his arms around his shoulders.

"Mr. Feng Qingyang, your strength is so strong, follow me, I promise you will make a lot of money. In this way, you will settle down first, and I will have an important meeting to attend in a while. You will be with me. "

From this moment on, Zhang Jue was the new personal guard of the country lord. He didn't ask much, because even guessing with his toes, he knew that it was definitely not a good thing.

Zhang Jue was placed next to his room.

After closing the door, Pritt got out of his hair.

"My God, the wind is clear, I don't know you are so powerful."

Pritt patted his chest, "You don't know, when Gaias was doing work just now, I was scared to pee. I didn't expect to be killed by you in a second."

Before Pritt finished speaking, Zhang Jue reflexively touched his own hair, but fortunately it was dry.

Speaking of it, Gaias's strength is probably slightly worse than that of the white leader. Zhang Jue wants to show his strength, so he adopts the fastest way to solve the battle.

In the eyes of these ignorant people, they felt very shocked.

Zhang Jue shook his head, and did not intend to talk so much to Pritt.

He listened attentively to the outside, and then said to Pritt: "They are going to a meeting in a while. It is estimated that they are plotting to rebel. It may be dangerous. Do you want to stay here and wait for my return."

When Pritt heard the words of the country's lord, his heart was actually very tangled.

He is an adventurous lord and can't take any time off at all.

But rebelling against this kind of thing sounded very scary. He hesitated for a long time, and finally chose to listen to Zhang Jue's words, and simply hid in this room, avoiding the limelight before talking.

About half an hour later, someone knocked on Zhang Jue's door, and the head of the country set off.

...

The meeting was held in an underground building.

Along the way, the country master greeted many people, who seemed to be the country masters of other dependent countries.

Zhang Jue counted, there are probably twenty or thirty.

If the Hanged King sends someone here at this time, maybe he can catch them all at once, so as not to worry about the future.

Zhang Jue stood behind his country's lord, carefully looking at the surrounding environment.

There is a long table in the conference room. The masters of the various satellite countries who came to the meeting were seated on both sides, gearing up one by one. Seeing that, it seems that soon, they can overthrow the rule of the Hanged King and take away his treasure. Carve up.

Zhang Jue sneered.

Then he noticed that the theme was actually empty, and he didn't know who it was for.

The eyes of other people looking at the Lord are also with a hint of expectation in fear.

This makes Zhang Jue also a little curious.

After a while, a cloud of black mist appeared over the seat, gradually turning into a human shape.

No one else, but one of the four leaders wearing the painful face that Zhang Jue had a fate, the black leader.

For some reason, Zhang Jue was not surprised to see him appear here.

After all, only people who have a certain strength and are very familiar with the palace can organize the rebellion to succeed.

The black leader seemed to be the one who most qualified.

Zhang Jue had a relationship with him, and I still don't know why he wants to help himself.

But now and then, now at such a sensitive moment, it's better not to let him recognize himself.

Zhang Jue took a step back without a trace, hiding in the shadow of the candle.

The black leader seemed to be sensitive and glanced in the direction where he was, but there was no extra movement.

After the black leader appeared, all the country masters who were still excited on their faces were all silent, probably a little afraid of him.

He looked around and said, "All the unrelated people get back."

Most of the leaders present with their guards and servants, and the entire conference room seemed crowded.

The black leader's faint words made everyone dare not take a breath.

All the country masters winked at their subordinates and asked them to go out and wait, and Zhang Jue was no exception.

But this is quite normal. After all, it is about treason. The less people know, the better.

Zhang Jue waited outside, and after about two hours, his new master walked out of it.

Like the masters of other dependent countries, he was full of excitement as if he had been beaten up with blood.

As if they had succeeded in rebelling.

Zhang Jue didn't know what the black leader said to these people, but according to his guess, it was nothing more than painting a big pie.

Paint one by one, and see who can paint.

Not long after the meeting ended, Zhang Jue’s country leader led his horse team towards the palace.

Under the account of the country's lord, all the coachmen who were originally responsible for escorting the goods were replaced by the thugs he recruited, and the intention was self-explanatory.

Zhang Jue is a personal guard, so he has no life, just sit on the carriage and follow along.

About two hours later, the vanguard of the horse team had arrived at the gate of the palace.

The last time he came in, Zhang Jue entered through a hole dug by Pritt. At this time, he came to the front of the palace and couldn't help but exclaimed.

He was a man for two generations, and the magnificent buildings he has seen are unknown, but compared with the palace of the Hanged King, they are all insignificant.

A city gate alone is tens of meters high, and people under it are like ants, and I don’t know what power is used as a driving force.

The tribute horse team passed the city defense smoothly, and Zhang Jue breathed a sigh of relief.

He was afraid of being recognized by those soldiers.

Although he had changed his clothes and mask a long time ago, his strength reached a certain level, and most of it was judged by his breath.

Fortunately, these soldiers are not qualified enough.

The palace is very big, Zhang Jue has already seen it.

But walking on the right path, you can feel something that you couldn't feel before.

For example, Zhang Jue once saw some people walking on upside-down stairs, this time he also experienced it.

There is no special feeling, in his own perspective, gravity is completely normal.

The only difference is that as soon as you look up, you can see the top of the person above.

The lord and his horse team are united in a huge palace.

The next thing to do is to wait.

When all the masters of the country enter the palace, the Hanged King will hold a court meeting to receive the tribute from these dependent countries.

Zhang Jue could see that the country lord he served seemed a little nervous.

Since entering the palace, his hands have been shaking.

"Mr. Feng Qingyang, you said, can we succeed this time?" He asked Zhang Jue.

"Ah~www.novelmt.com~this, how do you know if you don't work hard, give it a try, the bike becomes a motorcycle!" Zhang Jue flickered him while hiding inside.

Because he saw that enchanting leader Huang led a group of soldiers, negotiating with an official.

Probably to take stock of the tribute of this country lord.

Zhang Jue hides from her perspective, lest there be extravagance.

After counting the tributes, they waited for another hour, and even Zhang Jue became a little impatient.

But the country leader, on the contrary, geared up, getting more and more excited.

At this moment, there was a sound of "Woo-" over the palace.

Everyone stood up.

This voice means that the banquet set up by His Majesty the King is about to begin.

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Thanks to Qin Zhidao'er, Ao Column and other big guys for their rewards.