Weird Resurrection: From Teddy Bear to Dread Bear!.

Chapter 85: When you reach middle age, you have no choice but to make a strange drink in a thermos cup

what?
After saying this, Xing Tao walked straight to the bar.

Then he looked for a long time, took down a bottle of wine from the top, opened it casually, raised his head and took a sip: "Really rich."

Knew it.

Or maybe they are rich. They can earn tens of millions for each mission. The money in this world is basically earned by businessmen, and in this era, these businessmen will give 90% of their money to this group of ghost controllers.

Therefore, every club is extremely wealthy, with the players easily worth tens of millions or even hundreds of millions.

Compared with them, I am as far away as heaven and earth.

However, everyone has different beliefs and seeks different things.

"Official Night Watchman?" The feminine man frowned and looked at the document next to him.

After just a few glances, his face changed and he threw it aside.

The whole person stood up at once.

"What do you mean! The authorities are now trying to ban us civilian ghost fighters?"

Xing Tao took two sips of wine. He didn't like to talk and just glanced at the side with his peripheral vision.

Naturally, someone stepped forward and said, "No, it's just that the current situation in H City is special, and the authorities need the help of civilian ghost fighters, so they issued this document. You have to sign it whether you want to or not."

"The night watchmen do their work, and they must first report to the authorities before obtaining official permission."

For the entire Great Xia Kingdom, it has not reached that point yet.

The overall strength of ghost fighters in H City is not very strong. According to official statistics, there doesn't seem to be even a B-level club among the private clubs.

Looking at the capital, many clubs have B-level players, and some families even have A-level players.

Calling them up is just to add manpower to solve some minor anomalies and search missions.

Xing Tao held the bottle in one hand and pointed at him with the other: "Sign it. This document is only for you temporarily and is invalid for other places."

The person in charge of red high heels also picked up the document and his expression turned ugly after taking a look at it.

"What era is this? Do the authorities allow you to do this?"

Xing Tao finished a bottle of Louis XVI in three gulps and burped, "Stop talking nonsense. I'm the official here. I'll give you one minute to sign. Then call all the ghost controllers here to sign within ten minutes. Otherwise, I'll get mad."

This is the sentence Xing Tao has said most often in the past half month.

After saying that, he opened another bottle of good wine and started drinking it by himself.

The rest of the people looked at each other, and then turned their eyes to the heads of the two major clubs.

What the hell, letting them join the Night Watch, is it possible?

Who are the Night Watchmen?

These people don't care about their lives. In their eyes, their lives are not even as important as an old lady they meet on the street.

He is the first one to rush forward when something happens, and when in danger, he always tells his teammates to run and he takes the lead.

What are we worthy of? All we think about is that we are the greatest!
"Sorry, we can't sign it. I still don't believe you dare to kill people directly!"

The feminine man slapped the table, stood up and said coldly: "Drink as much wine as you want here, and just leave after you finish."

Someone was following him, and as soon as he took a step, a cold wind blew.

Several people turned around suddenly and saw that Xing Tao had already taken action.

It was so fast that it arrived in front of them in almost the blink of an eye.

His muscles were like a dragon and his body was like a mountain as he stood in front of the feminine man.

The cheekbones on his face were very prominent, like two sharp blades, and his eyes were staring at the other person like a tiger.

"One more step, people die, weird containment."

Someone behind him naturally took out a pure gold containment box in a hurry. As long as Xing Tao took action, he would immediately start to contain the bodies. The feminine man took a step back and glanced at the person in charge of the red high heels.

Not wanting to be outdone, he said, "Are you sure you want to fight here? We have more than a dozen people here!"

Xing Tao twisted his neck and turned back to say, "Go back and prepare a dozen more containment boxes."

A few people nodded and ran out without looking back.

Then, Xing Tao smiled coldly: "If the research had not been completely successful, I would not even bother to talk to you."

The voice fell.

A fist came at me. You mean reason? My reason is my fist.

bang——

The moment Xing Tao made his move, his bones began to spread out and wrap around his skin and flesh.

Like a layer of armor.

At the same time, there is a protruding object at the spine position, but he did not use it.

Once the fight started, the feminine man could no longer bear it, and all the members of the White Rope Club attacked together, while the red high-heeled shoes and others just watched the show from the side.

Three minutes later.

Everyone was lying on the ground, the feminine man had both his hands broken, and a strange atmosphere filled the entire room.

Xing Tao continued to sit at the bar and drink.

Not a moment.

The night watchman at the door came back, but a Mediterranean came back with him.

Su Jinlong held up an umbrella and looked around with a smile: "Sorry, it's raining outside, so I'm a little slow."

"What's going on? I asked you to sign the document, why did you do it?"

As he said that, he hurriedly went up to help these people up: "I'm sorry, my subordinates have a bad temper and don't know the rules. Are you okay? We will pay for the medical expenses."

Help them up one by one and apologize to each of them.

The feminine man's hands had been broken, and he was furious: "Damn it, the official strongmen are so great that they can beat people at will."

"Leader, why are your men so arrogant? Is it just because we don't sign? Why?"

Xing Tao put down the bottle, looked at him very gently, and shook his head secretly.

You don't know who has the real bad temper.

Su Jinlong smiled, his eyes narrowed into slits, and he paused for a moment after hearing this: "Are you saying that you all don't want to sign the document?"

"Nonsense, the Night Watchmen are all seeking death, we don't want to do that."

bang——

Before he could finish his words, he felt dizzy and the ceiling started spinning.

How did this thing take off?

Why do I see my own shadow? Where is my head?

Until the moment of his death, the Mediterranean leader in his eyes was smiling, a kind smile.

After cutting the feminine man with a knife, Xing Tao, who was next to him, flew over, grabbed him with his big hand, wrapped him in bones, and then caught the revived monster into the storage box.

Su Jinlong stood up, took out a handkerchief from his jacket pocket to wipe his hands, and smoothed his hair.

"Okay, now are you willing to respond to the official call and join us, the Night Watchmen, to contribute to the country and the people?"

After saying that, he unscrewed the thermos cup and said with a smile: "Alas, I am old. When I reach middle age, I have no choice but to soak wolfberries in the thermos cup. Please don't let me do it again. My body is really a little weak."

(End of this chapter)