You can't imagine the happiness of the villain

Lan was trained as an outstanding killer on the 19th floor since he was a child. During the years of training in cruel conditions, those companions who could not persist have died. Among the children of the same period as him, they were eliminated from hundreds of people.

It became a hundred people, then dozens of people, and finally a dozen or even a few people. His ability to persist until the end shows that he is at least determined and strong.

As an excellent killer, he also has his own principles, such as never betraying the organization, completing tasks strictly, fasting for three days before killing, not killing people who are kind to him, and so on.

But now he is easily betrayed to the devil.

In this narrow space, for some unknown reason, Lan began to review and think about his life of just twenty years.

He didn't betray the organization, so he didn't complete the mission, he thought, sitting against the wall and looking at the two people chatting opposite.

He almost died in the fire and his life was in vain.

That woman——

I must have taken him with me because he was still useful.

This woman can barely be considered his savior, right?

The task was too difficult and the favor was overwhelming. Of course, it didn't mean that an excellent killer like him couldn't bear the pain of the curse, nor did it mean that the most important thing was that accepting this task would give him more rewards.

It's just that the deduction of mission funds on the 19th floor is too serious. If the customer pays 100 taels, he may only get 10 taels or 20 taels. If the completion time exceeds, the money will be deducted.

Grass.

Those elders who provide for the elderly are all supported by young people like them, and they still meddle in this and that. No wonder the host does not show his face all day long, which is annoying to death.

He is too young to die here. This does not violate his own principles. He still has to live to serve the original poster.

Ruan Xianbei saw the killer's brows furrowed and relaxed, and he didn't know what he was struggling with.

Cui Lin had rested now. Ruan Xianbei threw a water bag to Lan: "Drink some water and then leave. Just take a few sips."

Lan picked up the water bag and took a sip. His throat, which had been dry for too long, finally became a little moister. He said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you."

"Let's go."

Ruan Xianbei put away his things and was about to pick up the baggage, but Cui Lin picked it up first.

"I'll hold it. It's inconvenient for you to protect us from holding things."

She nodded. How could she refuse the eldest lady’s proactive request?

Ruan Xianbei smiled at Cui Lin: "My cousin seems to have changed and loves me more."

Cui Lin was stunned for a moment and punched her, "Stop talking so much."

A few people continued to walk forward. Although the passage was still relatively narrow, they could already walk upright. At least they no longer had to crawl forward, so the speed was much faster.

Ruan Xianbei and Lan were fine, but Cui Lin had never walked so many roads before, and they could only stop and go to take care of Cui Lin.

After walking for who knows how long, I finally felt the breeze and fresh air coming from the front. Ruan Xianbei encouraged Cui Lin and said, "Keep on holding on."

"Okay." Cui Lin walked until her legs were numb, but this narrow passage was really uncomfortable. She couldn't live here without walking out.

The light ahead became brighter and brighter, and it turned out that the exit in front of them was an abandoned well.

The three of them stood at the bottom of the well, and the moonlight poured down on them like silver, shining like a thin veil on the bottom of the small well.

Ruan Xianbei looked at the crescent moon in the sky, and remembered the full moon he had seen in his dream, and then remembered the song, singing that the moonlight in the city illuminates the dream, please protect it.

This should be the moonlight outside the city now. She sighed, shook her head to get rid of those thoughts, told them to retreat into the passage, and released the flare herself.

Although Yuye's letter said that someone would come to meet them, it was still uncertain whether they would be friends or foes, so it was always right to be careful.

The signal flare briefly illuminated the entire sky, and instantly someone rushed over.

"Miss Cui?"

There is a familiar voice

The sound came down.

"Is it Miss Cui? Miss Yuan? Or Monk Tongchun?"

This female voice became more familiar.

"Yes." Ruan Xianbei replied, "It's not easy to borrow strength here. Please pull us up."

"Brother, rope!" Then a head popped out, and the girl looked down at Ruan Xianbei below. She felt familiar but not sure. She threw the rope and said, "Okay, come up quickly."

Ruan Xianbei knew who was coming, but he didn't know why they appeared here. Is it because Yu Ye is too powerful or Master Cui is too strong? But in any case, it seems to be safe now.

"Cousin, here you go up first."

Ruan Xianbei tied the rope around Cui Lin and asked her to go up first, then himself, and finally Lan.

"You won't leave me here, will you?" Lan asked worriedly. He now has no internal energy, and the walls of the well are slippery and covered with moss. He can't go up on his own. t.

Ruan Xianbei returned a meaningful look and smiled without saying a word.

Of course, he was pulled up in the end.

Cui Lin was pulled up safely. When it came to Ruan Xianbei, she would use her own strength and be more prepared. When she was halfway up, the girl who pulled her up opened her eyes wide and said with surprise: "Ruan Ruan!

Why are you here! Senior brother, senior brother, it’s Ruan Ruan!”

Ruan Xianbei was pulled into a bear hug by her and said with a smile, "Sui Sui, long time no see."

He turned to another girl who was squatting next to Cui Lin to check her condition and smiled: "Senior Sister Fang, long time no see."

Fang Qiya smiled at her, Cheng Suisui threw the rope down again, and there was a person yelling at the bottom of the well.

Ruan Xianbei came up with her, Cheng Suisui leaned against her and asked in a low voice: "Ruan Ruan, why don't you say hello to senior brother?"

Ruan Xianbei smiled at her and said, "Really? I just didn't see him."

"Ah? Right there -" Cheng Suisui turned his head, and Shen Xuan was standing there just two steps away from them. How could he not see it?

Forget it, the smart, cute and smart girl was keenly aware that the atmosphere between the two seemed a bit strange, so she wisely closed her mouth.

Cheng Suisui pointed at Lan and asked, "Who is this person?"

"The killer was originally the one who killed Miss Cui, but I subdued him." Ruan Xianbei said.

"What subjugation? I just completed the task and took on the next task!" Lan replied after hearing her words.

"Didn't the last mission fail?"

Lanli said confidently: "Failure is not in my dictionary! The last time I died, I died in the fire. You saved me and you are my savior, so I took on this task."

"I am the most principled killer on the 19th floor!"

Ruan Xianbei said perfunctorily without sincerity: "Yes, yes, Brother Lan will be up to you from now on."

"Let's go to a place to rest."

...

They were driving a carriage. Shen Xuan and Lan were sitting outside the carriage, and several girls were sitting inside. Cheng Suisui was chattering excitedly along the way.

It turned out that Cangshan received news half a month ago that there were constant disappearances in a village, and almost no one came back, so a few of them went down the mountain to investigate this strange village.

But in the middle of the journey, they received another urgent letter, asking them to come and rescue Cui Shouxu's daughter who was being hunted. Cui Shouxu asked Tongchun and Miss Yuan to protect their daughter. It shouldn't be a big problem. They just need to respond at the mouth of the well today.

I simply wrote a few sentences about the cause and effect, and signed it on a rainy night.

Unexpectedly, Ruan Xianbei was also together.

"Ruan Ruan, are you Miss Yuan?"

"Ah, yes." Ruan Xianbei nodded and said to Cui Lin: "Cousin, I used a pseudonym before. You don't mind, right?"

People in the world often use pseudonyms and stage names. Cui Lin digested this inconsequential news and nodded, saying it didn't matter.

"Then what's your original name?"

"Ruan Xianbei." She replied.

"Well, it sounds much better than the people from Wonsan.

Cui Lin joked: "I'd better call you cousin, it's easy to get it right."

"Hahaha, it's good that my cousin is happy."

The road was so flat that Cui Lin almost fell asleep leaning against Ruan Xianbei when she reached the resting yard.

Before getting off the bus, Cheng Suisui pulled Ruan Xianbei hard and said, "Ah, I forgot to tell you! We rescued a girl on the way... and then she..."

"She must commit herself to her senior brother!"

Twenty taels of silver is a little too small, but in modern times it is still 8,000 to 10,000 yuan.

At present, an ordinary soldier in the Yu Dynasty can only earn one tael of silver per month at most, and a centurion can earn three taels of silver per month.

Maybe he will accept it.

In addition, Qin Hu also planned to draw a big cake for Li Xiaokun. After all, Qin Hu had a lot of money before.

Now it depends on whether he and Qin An can survive the night.

"Little Marquis, I may not be able to survive. I'm so hungry. My hands and feet are frozen with cold." Qin An said in a daze.

"Xiao Anzi, Xiao Anzi, hold on, hold on, you can't stay still, get up and run, that's the only way you can survive."

In fact, Qin Hu himself is in trouble. Although he was a special soldier in his previous life, his body is not what he used to be. What he has now is a perseverance.

"Wait!"

Qin Hu's eyes were like cold stars, and he suddenly shouted in a low voice. A reflection and a rustling sound that appeared just ten meters away from the camp aroused his alertness.

With the professional sense of smell of a special scout, he felt that it was the enemy.

But should we notify Li Xiaokun?

Qin Hu hesitated a little, what if he saw it wrong? You know, his current physical condition is completely different from before.

If a false alarm causes night terrors or camp roars, and someone gets a handle on him, he will be killed without mercy.

"Xiao Anzi, hand me the bow and arrow."

Qin Hu crawled under the carriage shaft and whispered.

But what Qin An said next made him almost jump out of fright.

"Bow and arrow, what are bow and arrow?"

What, there are no bows and arrows in this era?

Qin Hu looked around and found a wooden stick with a sharpened top placed under the wheel. It was two meters long. It was thick at the handle and became thinner as it went up.

The more I look at it, the more it looks like a weapon.

Wooden gun, this is the iconic building of the cannon fodder.

"Get closer, get closer..." After a few breaths, Qin Hu was sure that he had seen it right.

The other party may be the enemy's scouts, called scouts in this era. They are trying to enter the camp and conduct reconnaissance.

Of course, if conditions permit, you can also poison, set fire, or perform a beheading operation.

"one two three……"

He and Qin An were lying on the ground motionless, until then, he suddenly jumped up and threw the wooden spear as a javelin.

"puff!"

It was impossible for the scout to wear armor because he had difficulty moving, so the shot pierced his chest directly.

Following Qin Hu, he picked up the wooden gun belonging to Qin An, jumped out of the carriage, and chased in the opposite direction desperately.

For the reliability of intelligence, scouts are required to monitor each other and are not allowed to act alone, so there are at least two.

After a few moments, Qin Hu threw another black shadow to the ground.

Then he took a wooden gun and strangled him around his neck. There was a crisp sound and the man's head hung down.

"Whoosh, whoosh!" Qin Hu was sweating profusely and almost collapsed. He lay on the ground gasping for air. His body was really too weak.

Just to break the enemy's neck just now, before he could just use his hands, but just now he had to rely on the power of a wooden gun.

"Qin An, come here and search me for me."

Qin Hu is familiar with the rules of the battlefield. He must collect all the trophies from these two guys as quickly as possible.

"Two daggers, two horizontal knives, a level, seven or eight taels of broken silver, two grain bags, flags, kettles, two sets of cotton-padded clothes, two pot helmets, bacon..."

"Qin An, brother, hurry up, hurry up, eat something quickly, you are saved..."

Qin Hu tremblingly grabbed a handful of fried beans from the grain bag and stuffed it into Qin An's mouth, then gave him water and put on the captured cotton-padded clothes for him.

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Before daybreak, Qin Hu cut off the scout's head before the sentry on duty arrived, carried it into Shi Chang's camp, and reported what happened yesterday.

This is done to prevent others from taking credit. He knows what kind of environment he is in now.

"Thirty taels of silver per head, you are rich."

The chief's name was Gundam. He was a tall, muscular man with a beard.

At first, he didn't believe it at all, until he saw the trophies captured by Qin Hu and the two corpses.

At this moment, his eyes were full of envy, jealousy and hatred.

"It's not me who gets rich, it's everyone who gets rich. This is the result of the ten of us."