They just glanced at Du Jue and turned away, urging the boss to ship the goods quickly.

Du Jue first adjusted the hidden weapons on his body that were tied with workshop wires through his coat, and then gave a self-instruction to convince the other party.

On his way home last night, he had tested the effect of his empty command talent. As long as he gave the command to shoot, the hidden weapons he threw would always arrive at the landing point by coincidence.

This feels similar to a temporary luck boost, but the more conditions the command has, the smaller the increase, and it cannot actually be modified.

For example, he said he picked up a million dollars, but in the end the vending machine just malfunctioned and spit out the money on him. He also said that if he wanted to paint an abstract painting, even if he just touched a piece of white paper to the mud, it would have 90% of the power of Van Gogh's Starry Night.

The purpose of tidying up the clothes was not to eliminate them, but to inadvertently reveal the invitation letter with the index finger mark, which attracted the attention of this group of people again.

"This, um, what's your name, brother?"

Testimonials

Thank you readers for reading this far.

The main plot of this book is to work your way up to the top of the city, and then add some other side plots as a diversion.

The author is currently unemployed at home, and will not stop updating even if he works full-time. However, the latest chapters are all written right now, and there are no drafts saved.

The New Year is coming soon, I would like to wish everyone a happy New Year and hope that everything will be prosperous in the future.

60

Chapter 60 Commission.

"You can call me Wen Duo, a closer. I just heard you say you met Xiao Mian?"

Du Jue put away the invitation and raised his bandaged chin in a familiar manner, showing great interest.

The neighborhood watch looked at each other, and finally a man in a red baseball cap sat down next to Du Jue. He spoke with a wary and puzzled look.

"Hey, buddy, what do you think? Let's be clear, we don't have the money to hire an agency to remove Smiley Face, otherwise there's no point in wasting our time here."

"I understand. It's a cost issue."

"But you don't actually need to deal with Xiaomian. You just need to make them find their next target immediately instead of harassing him in this back alley."

The people in the workshop pushed a weapons cart full of swords and weapons. They looked sophisticated but were just so-so. It was wishful thinking to think that they could use them to deal with Xiao Mian.

The man in red hat waved his hand to ask someone to check the goods, then rolled his eyes at Du Jue.

"Simply put it, man. Are you going to tell them that the people in the other back alleys are easier to cut than us and now you go over there and offer them a pair of hearts? They will just smoke a cigarette and then cut you to death."

"You don't know, those masked guys are all smiling tigers. I saw them from upstairs that day storming the hospital, chatting and laughing as they used refrigerated trucks to transport away a lot of whole meat."

"I reckon these bastards are going to attack other public facilities next, and maybe even come to sweep the building before they leave. Fuck that!"

This is too rampant. It seems that their cruelty is even worse than that of a stray dog.

"It's indeed a difficult problem, but I heard that a member of the Ring Finger is having a solo exhibition nearby. The artworks there are all living people. Perhaps Smiley Face would be interested?"

"This is ridiculous. Even if it's true, who's going to convince those ruthless killers? Should I go there in a doll costume?"

Red Hat was obviously getting impatient with Du Bue, after all, the other party's proposal was completely fantastical.

"Don't worry, I have a friend in Xiaomian. As long as you are willing to cooperate, this won't be difficult."

The people watching in the neighborhood immediately became restless and all looked at Du Jue.

Being strong and healthy is not an advantage in this unexpected disaster brought by Xiaomian. After all, gangs like to catch people with good health, so they are so nervous.

"real or fake?"

"Why don't you just give me a commission? Are you afraid that I'll cheat you? I just want to pick up a customer."

The plan to eliminate this is to find a way to have Xiaomian attack Wim's personal exhibition. Before they even start working, they are already thinking about how to make these prospective superiors play their surplus value.

Red Hat discussed with the others and decided that paying some money to let Wen Duozhi leave was perfectly acceptable.

"Of course I can, but I have to see if you have the ability to do it. You have to pay a deposit before you can place an order."

"I'm not trying to embarrass you. As long as you tell us when the next Smiley Face attack will take place, and if you can get the neighbors to have some confidence and be willing to raise funds, we'll be happy to give you the commission."

"no problem."

He refused to exchange contact information with the other party, watched the group move the weapons into the trunk of the car, and then got up and left.

[Du Jue: Yi Yin, is there any big event happening in Lane 23?]

[Anteater: Woohoo, I didn't want to tell you, but our cooking competition is about to begin. Don't rush into it before your life's menu is complete. A true chef is responsible for his or her own cooking!]

This guy is still thinking about keeping himself to himself and refuses to go to any cooking competitions that invite him.

Du Jue's stomach churned at the thought of the inhumane scene at the competition, but he suppressed his disgust and continued to ask.

[Du Jue: So, are you entrusting other gangs to prepare the materials? I noticed that Xiaomian has been very active recently, so I came to ask you.]

Anteater: A true chef would of course carefully select the meat himself, but some people's cooking styles are indeed in high demand, so it's normal to contact Smiley Noodles. High-end meat is hard to come by these days.

[Du Jue: I heard their knife skills are very good, and they can cut meat slices into a transparent texture. Can you recommend me to learn from them?]

[Anteater: This is too much trouble. Just come to me and I'll teach you step by step. Don't worry, you won't delay my competition. I've been wanting to hold you to sleep.]

Stop your eyes from twitching. This is not a pillow, it might become Yi Yin's teething stick in the middle of the night.

【Eliminate: And I want to learn how to smoke from the smiling face. Anyway, this is also part of the menu of life.】

[Anteater: You are becoming more and more delicious. I can't stand it anymore.]

calm down!

Du Jue hurriedly tried to type something to persuade him, but he bumped into a man head-on and the communicator immediately fell to the ground.

The man was so distracted that he didn't even look at Du Jue. Instead, he looked pleadingly at the messenger wearing gold-rimmed glasses.

"How can this be accomplished? I have to go to a gun shop and eat bullets!"

"Wouldn't it be a death sentence if I shot myself in the head?!"

Du Jue picked up the communicator and immediately found the familiar messenger. She was still distributing instructions nearby.

"Generally speaking, that's true."

"Then you still want me to do this? I'm not going to die over something as ridiculous as this! Get out of here!"

The ruthless man suddenly stabbed the messenger with a knife in his hand. Du Jue thought something was wrong and reached out to grab him.

call out!

However, a rapier pierced his neck as fast as lightning, causing him to fall down in disbelief.

The messenger pushed his gold-rimmed glasses lightly and shrugged helplessly at Du Jue.

"If you had pretended to agree to deal with me first, I wouldn't be dead now. This isn't the way to gamble your life."

"What a coincidence, Du Jue, have you eaten the cake yet?"

Du Jue nodded stiffly, then looked down at the man's body, feeling that even if he killed eleven out of ten members of the back alley gang, there would still be some that escaped.

"You don't seem to think the instructions are correct?"

"What does it matter if it's right or wrong? As long as I can survive, it's better than dying here like him."

"Then why did you become a messenger? I heard that if you want to be promoted within your ranks, you must first be selected by the order and volunteer to become an ascetic."

Faced with this sudden tragedy, Du Jue had no choice but to drag the man's body into the trash can. At least it could be buried in the garbage dump instead of being eaten by rats.

"Because I lost the bet. Don't look at me like this, I used to be a master of gambling. Of course I'm willing to accept the loss after losing to the order."

He's actually a gambler.

Du Jue didn't want to communicate with this guy at all. He couldn't understand her thoughts at all.

Ding-ding-ding-ding!

A huge hound jumped out of the dark alley after knocking over a trash can, opened its mouth and tried to bite the messenger, but the messenger dodged it nimbly.

"To Pelosi, please bite off your tongue and swallow it this afternoon."

Why are there only instructions for eating? Is Dushi very hungry lately?

The beasts wouldn't understand the instructions.

Du Jue turned his attention back to the communicator and continued to communicate with Yi Yin with great effort.

Anteater: Okay, okay, but are you sure you want to learn knife skills in the gang? I'll contact Smiley Face to place an order and have you handle the whole process. You can handle the rest on your own.

[Avoid: There's no need to place an order. You won't need this inferior product anyway, so don't waste food.]

[Anteater: You're truly a chef with a particular passion. I love that about you!]

Just when Du Jue breathed a sigh of relief, Park Hui called.

What does this former colleague of mine, who has lost his home, want from him?

61

Chapter 61 Mask.

"Du Jue, how are you doing recently?"

Pu Hui's somewhat awkward voice came, and as soon as Du Jue opened his mouth, he knew that he had something to say, and he actually spoke so politely and in a roundabout way.

"Looking for a new job."

"I see. I'm in charge of the refrigerated truck in Alley 23, which is where you were originally responsible for selling meat. Did you really receive that order?"

"Alas, I was doing a good job, but I lost my position for no apparent reason because of something like this."

After a few pleasantries, Du Jue hung up the phone. It seemed that this guy was still a little reluctant to leave him.

But now he had to hurry to meet Xiaomian.

A prosperous restaurant.

To Du's surprise, Xiao Mian chose a restaurant as the meeting place, rather than the shady factory or abandoned construction site he had imagined.

Inside the private room, the three members of the Smiling Face group were all wearing blood-red veils, the cloth completely covering their bodies, making it impossible to discern any details.

Even his face was covered by a smiling iron mask.

As soon as Du Jue entered the door, he attracted the attention of three smiling men. Although he could not see their eyes, Du Jue felt a heavy pressure.

"Hey, this is the guy Du Jue recommended by the respected chef, right?!"

Wang, who was of a larger build, picked up the extra-long pipe leaning against the table, took a puff of his after-dinner cigarette, and then leaned back in his chair.

Mei is tall and slender, and she crossed her legs, seeming a little dissatisfied with the food.

"I don't understand. You can just eat the raw meat directly. That way it's the freshest and most plump. It's really unnecessary to boil it in a soup pot."

"Du Jue, come and have some too. We've already eaten, and we've kindly left some for you."

The last smiling member, Jin, glanced at Du Jue without saying a word.

These people are not very friendly, but Du Jue is mentally prepared.

He casually pulled out a chair and sat down, refusing to show his professional smile, and at the same time gave the instruction to smoothly put on a smile. This talent is really a panacea.

"I believe Lord Yi Yin has already told you that I want to join the smile."

"Hey, this is different from what we agreed on."

With one hand on the back of the chair, Jin looked up and down at Du Jue who was sitting next to him. Seeing his fair and young skin, he immediately showed obvious contempt.

"Old Wang and the head chef only wanted us to supply a box of raw meat slices and teach you how to cut. That's a far cry from joining us."

"And what is your relationship with the chef? Are you a kitchen helper? Or do chores in the bedroom?"

"Lao Jin! What are you talking about! Brother Du Jue is here to learn the craft. It's our honor to have our skills noticed by the head chef."

"Don't be polite, brother Du Jue. I'll take you to pick up the goods later. Now you should eat first, otherwise you won't have the energy to go on the road."

Okay, okay, even the level of showing off one's power is quite strong, it is indeed very tricky.

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