Chapter 183

Publish tasks here, accept tasks, and achieve mutual benefit. "Nightmare seemed to be very detailed, "Every once in a while, the president will notify everyone to gather in the other world, maybe go to a certain ruins to explore, or exchange some inconvenient resources with each other. "

"As far as I know, the only organizations in the world that are comparable to our Monster Guild are the Carnival Party and the Qingshan Hospital Mutual Aid Association. I have seen the organizers of the Carnival Party massacred before. There is an entire island with monsters, and the president who can compare with them must be very powerful."

At the end of the day, his longing eyes turned to Yuan Buwei.

...So, if you don’t want to offend the president, boss, just treat me like a fart, right?

As expected, Yuan Buwei fell into deep thought.

After a moment, he suddenly looked at "Nightmare": "I am becoming more and more interested in this monster guild of yours. I wonder how you members who have joined verify your identity every time you get together?"

"Nightmare" opened his mouth wide, his expression dull.

...He had a vague premonition of something bad.

Sure enough, the next moment, the man in front of me asked with interest: "Do you think it is your identity or the identity of the puppet master that is more difficult to be seen through? Or are they both possible?" "

"Nightmare" is even more sluggish: "..."

Judging from the big boss's intentions, one of the two of them must lose his identity. So, will the one who is replaced be killed and silenced, or the one who is abandoned will be murdered and silenced, or both of them will be murdered and silenced? ? ?

For a moment, his mind was filled with the words "kill and silence" and all the consequences of being killed and silenced, and his heart suddenly became cold and cold.

"Well, actually I think there is a better way." He looked at Yuan Buwei hesitantly, "The two of us can work together to recommend you to join the Monster Guild."

"No, I think it's more fun to blend in." Yuan Buwei responded to him with a smile. Under his uneasy gaze, he raised his hand and yawned again, "Forget it, who to choose? Let's wait until tomorrow." Puppet Master "Let's decide when the time comes. You can also think about it tonight."

What to consider? Are you considering whether you will die tomorrow, someone else, or both of you? "Nightmare" couldn't help but complain.

Yuan Buwei had already stood up from the sofa and walked slowly to the bedroom, not forgetting to say hello politely:

"Well, good night, have a sweet dream."

"???" Behind him, the "Nightmare" hanging from the ceiling was almost crying. He was probably going to be killed and silenced the next day. Could he only spend the last surviving night in this way?

...Have a sweet dream? Are you serious?

Chapter 155 Mr. Kuo 9

I don't know whether the two turtles in the urn had nightmares or not. Anyway, he had a good night's sleep and slept soundly.

When I woke up, it was already bright.

"Nightmare" is still hanging on the ceiling of the living room, his face is blue and there are thick black circles under his eyes. His expression was dull and lifeless, like a dried salted fish.

Even when he saw Yuan Buwei walking out, he still looked half-dead.

Seeing this, Yuan Buwei shook his head slightly: "I was just thinking about a simple multiple-choice question, and it turned out like this in just one night. This tool is not qualified."

Although he thought so, he did not miss any opportunity to squeeze the tools. He just leaned on the sofa and asked: "How is your cooking skills?"

This villa is actually not an old merchant's house, but a place where "Shang Han" lives alone. He doesn't come to live there often, and except for regular cleaning, there is no one else.

The "Nightmare" who was loading the salted fish opened his mouth hesitantly and said inexplicably: "...Is it okay? I used to cook by myself."

"That's good." Yuan Buwei nodded with satisfaction.

No matter how he moved, the next moment, wisps of black smoke dissipated in mid-air, and the power that originally bound "Nightmare" suddenly disappeared. He who was still hanging on the ceiling suddenly lost the sight of the person above him. The strength of the pull on his butt made him fall to the ground with a heavy thud, almost causing his nose and face to be bruised and swollen, and he knocked out several big bumps.

He got up in embarrassment, and as soon as he raised his head, he ran into a pair of calm eyes. The other person had a leisurely attitude and said in a confident tone: "I'm hungry."

"Nightmare" immediately understood the subtext, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he actively expressed his value: "I will do it, I will do it! My cooking skills are inherited from my ancestors. I was just being modest just now. In fact, I was in a restaurant before. I've been holding the spoon." He smiled more enthusiastically than before, and even asked Yuan Buwei to order the food thoughtfully, "What would you like to eat, Mr. Shang?"

"Nightmare" is not exaggerating. His cooking skills are indeed quite good, especially the desserts that are particularly delicious. I didn't expect to enjoy such a pleasant breakfast - or maybe lunch. ? ——I am deeply satisfied that I have discovered a universal tool man.

Looking at his newly discovered pastry chef, Yuan Buwei finally thought of one thing: "By the way, what's your name?"

Hearing this, "Nightmare", who had just finished washing the last bowl, raised his head, his expression was slightly startled, and he almost cried. This time, he was no longer scared, but cried with joy.

... It's not easy, it's too hard for him! Until now, he finally has a name in the eyes of this big guy! Does this mean that he will not be killed to silence him?

He was so excited: "My name is Zhang She..." Yun.

"Oh, that's Lao Zhang."

Yuan Buwei interrupted him without thinking.

So I still don't deserve to have a name, right... "Nightmare" responded silently: "You are right."

"Lao Zhang, are all the members of your Monster Guild so rude and like to observe secretly?" At this moment, Yuan Buwei seemed to just ask casually. The tone was so flat that it seemed like a signal chat, but it made Nightmare shudder, and his heart was hanging high.

He almost subconsciously tightened his expression.

Yuan Buwei's expression did not change, he just chuckled and said, "The guests have come in advance. After all, they are from the same guild. Please invite them over for me."

As he said this, he suddenly turned his head slightly, and his eyes calmly looked in the direction of the villa gate.

There is a garden in front of the villa gate, and clusters of crimson roses are all over the garden. In a corner of the gray-white wall, a snow-white fox is clinging to the wall, with its two front paws on the top of the wall, its tail raised, its ears erect, its eyes wide open, and it stares at the villa with great concentration, just like a posture of "observing in secret".

If you look closely, you will find that this is not a real fox, but more like a small doll.

This is another puppet of the "puppet master".

And at a corner a few hundred meters away from the fox, a figure was quietly hiding there. His mind was placed on the puppet, and he was concentrating on controlling the fox to flexibly climb down the wall and approach the target secretly. He thought to himself: "There is no ambush. There are only two people in the whole villa. One is Nightmare, and the other is the one who asked me to come last night?"

... It was a nightmare for him to be found out for no reason. Although he came here according to his heart's will, he still wanted to test it. If the other party was just bluffing and didn't really have the means to control him, he didn't need to obey the command and deliver himself to the door... Moreover, if it was just a weak person who deliberately played tricks on him and made him frightened all night, then he would make the other party pay the price.

At this moment, the puppeteer's eyes flashed.

——To be precise, the white fox's eyes flashed, as if it was suddenly lifted up by a hand, and its eyes turned and stared at the person who came.

A very young and very good-looking face appeared in the fox's sight, and also in the eyes of the "puppet master" who was connected with him. The simple, neat and slightly sharp facial lines outlined the sharpness of the young man. His deep pupils were like thick ink.

"... Look what I found?"

He shook the white fox, and his deep eyes looked into the eyes of the puppet, as if he saw through the person hiding behind the control, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

Behind him were large patches of crimson roses blooming.

At the corner a few hundred meters away, the "Puppet Master" suddenly opened his eyes, a little scared: "What a terrible mental power..." Just one look forced him to break the connection with the puppet. The special nature of his own ability made him feel that the man's soul power was so powerful that it was terrible. If he dared to fight with the other party, his end would be miserable. ⊙This⊙work⊙is⊙organized⊙and⊙uploaded⊙by⊙SiTu⊙online⊙read⊙netizens⊙

Thinking like this, he decisively gave up the puppet. Just after turning around and taking a step, his body suddenly froze in place.

A pale young man with thick dark circles under his eyes had blocked him in front of him, and accurately called out his code name: "Puppet Master——!"

The "Puppet Master" suddenly looked at him. Although he had never met him, he had guessed his identity.

"——Nightmare, it's you!"

...

When Yuan Buwei saw the person brought back by "Nightmare", he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.

"This time, Lao Zhang, you didn't take the opportunity to escape, which makes me very embarrassed."

Nightmare didn't say anything, secretly complaining.

...What's the embarrassment? Is it a question of choosing between me and the puppeteer? Humph, I'm not stupid. I can't run away. If I take the opportunity to escape, won't I be killed and silenced? There is no need to choose between the two.

He silently looked at the "puppet master" and righteously said, "Shang Shao, this guy is still not honest and doesn't want to keep his promise. He was spying outside just now. Don't look at him not saying anything now, who knows what he is up to."

The "puppet master" was so angry that his chest heaved, and he looked angrily at this traitor who betrayed his teammates!

"Nightmare" didn't take it seriously and glared at him.

...What are you looking at? It's all your fault! If you hadn't misled me with the intelligence, would I have been cheated so badly? ? ? What ordinary people? Have you ever seen such a powerful ordinary person? !

At this moment, the two brothers in distress fought with each other.

"Nightmare" still had thick dark circles on his face, and his eyes were full of resentment when he looked at the "Puppet Master". The "Puppet Master" was even more angry when he was stared at like this.

…I’m so angry! It’s you who betrayed your teammates and acted as someone else’s pawn to screw me over. You still dare to glare at me? You still glare at me? ? ?

“Puppet Master” was so angry.

He had always been cautious and had been doing well for so long. This time, he had to blame “Nightmare” for the misfortune that had befallen his teammates!

The two of them were blaming each other in their hearts and scolding each other eight hundred times at the same time, almost sworn enemies.

It was not because Rua was holding the fox in his hand, his eyes swept over the two of them, and he seemed to be interested in watching the two of them fighting wildly with their eyes.

However, in his opinion, the two of them were acting half true and half false. It was definitely true that they blamed each other and blaming each other, but some of it was also done for themselves.

——Common sense suggests that they are both trapped in a jar and still confront each other. Such fools who do not care about the overall situation look more reassuring. Therefore, the two of them showed their resentment towards each other in front of Yuan Buwei. Otherwise, even if they have resentment in their hearts, they will temporarily endure it and will not show it on their faces.

Yuan Buwei lazily rubbed the fox