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Breaking through the innate, is the holy order, it is no longer comparable to the mortal, just like the original Xiaoyao, who does not know whether he is still living in this world, Where did you go?

"That brother, please ask the big brother, where are you going to release or accept the task?"

Luo Li pointed to the front.

Ye Qingli came to the front of the counter.

"The treasurer, come to the guest."

"Uh……"

How did Ye Qingli listen, and there is a taste of the Qinglin House.

Ok, I can bear it...

Then, a look of about thirty or forty years old, wearing a bright red dress, a long swaying look of the boss, stood up.

"Hey, who will take care of my business?"

"This is the boss of Kim. This son is our VIP."

Ye Qingli was very easy to pass before today.

Changed a mask that has never been used.

It is the kind of appearance that is very ordinary and can't be found when thrown into a pile of people.

"Hey, this son is very raw, is it the first time to come to us? My name is Jin Xiangyu, the boss of this union. I don't know what can help you?"

"..."

This name gives Ye Qingli a feeling of watching the old movies of the 1990s.

The token in her hand lit up.

Jin Xiangyu’s face is serious.

"I don't know if the son is not going to make money. I want to pick up the task here, or I want to release my own task."

"I want to kill someone."

"I don't know who to kill?"

"You have to be clear, depending on the difficulty of killing the object. The level of the task will be different."

"Ghost King."

Finished these two words.

She waited quietly, and the opposite person screamed or jumped up.

But not.

Jin Xiangyu just flashed his eyes.

"Time?"

Ye Qingli was greatly admired.

Sure enough, it is the most mysterious killer organization on the mainland!

Hearing the task of killing the ghost king, he did not change his color and did not jump!

"The sooner the better, not later than three months."

"Ok."

Jin Xiangyu bowed his head and wrote something on a wine list.

Then she handed it over.

"You need to sign."

Ye Qingli saw it and said it.

Kill the ghost king within three months. The location and method are not limited.

The back is suffixed.

Seven flames of difficulty. Unable to evaluate.

"What does it mean?"

Jin Xiangyu patiently explained: "After our assessment, the task you want to publish belongs to the seven-flame level and cannot be measured by money. Therefore, we can only release your task. If someone applies, it will present his conditions. See if you can meet it? If both of you agree, this task will take effect."

So troublesome!

Ye Qingli feels that her head is big.

It seems that not all problems can be solved with money!

"Well, then you will help me out."

Then she quietly left.

A young man in a Tsing Yi soap hat came over.

A text was copied on the bulletin board in front of the pub.

Suddenly caused a noisy voice.

"Hey, is there a new mission?"

"Come and see, there are no new tasks in the past few days, and the bones of Laozi are itching."

"Don't be the kind of a few days ago, killing a traitor. It's too challenging."

"Haha, that kind of mission is best for you..."

Then, wait until they see the text on the bulletin board.

All of them have opened their mouths.

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