Chapter 1

This is an evil story of "the winner is the king and the loser warms the bed".

The modern genius weapon reformer vs the ancient king, who wins or loses, is all in the article.

——By cold.

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The moonlight is beautiful, and the night wind blows slowly on your cheeks. It's neither hot nor cold. People can't help but want to stretch their limbs and stretch their waist.

The sound of the alarm clock was deliberately turned to the maximum, which was enough to revive the dead from the grave.

A pale and frightening arm poked out of the heavy quilt and groped for a long time. Finally, she found the "culprit" who woke up her dream. She turned off the bell and smashed it hard against the wall. After a crisp sound, the world quieted down.

However, the poor sleepiness dissipated and no longer existed.

Outside the bedroom door, a red haired man with chewing gum smiled and whispered, "zero, it's time to get up. Everyone has arrived."

The woman on the soft bed was still for three seconds, groping to find her black framed glasses from her pillow and sat up.

He grabbed a big T-shirt, put it on his body, came to the door barefoot, opened a crack in the door, and said pitifully, "I'm hungry."

"The big meal is ready for you." Make way, the red haired man followed zero, "after talking about business, you still have to come back and continue to sleep. Zero, your face is very bad."

"No harm." She didn't close her eyes for three days and nights. Naturally, she knew that she was very haggard now.

In the dining room on the first floor, several excellent men and women stood up at the moment when they appeared at the entrance of the stairs.

"Hi, welcome back." Zero pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose. As soon as he glanced at dozens of rich food with color, aroma and fragrance on the table, he immediately couldn't help smiling. His mind was already attracted by the food placed on the long table, "it's so fragrant." Her stomach rumbled. She was embarrassed to show her salivation, spit out her tongue, and came to her position to sit down.

"Just waiting for you." A big hand, across the table, rubbed her soft hair.

"Can we talk while eating?" Zero blinked, his little hand quietly pinched the silver spoon, and his eyes couldn't move away from the bowl of soup in front of him.

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"Flame", a mysterious organization in the underworld, receives only 12 orders a year. No matter what it is, as long as the employer can make a request and pay the corresponding remuneration, he can get satisfactory service.

They are very picky about their employers. They despise ordinary level tasks. The more challenging the tasks are, the more popular they are. Of course, they have principles that they must abide by. The wind rating is actually good, which is completely different from ordinary killer organizations or mercenary groups.

Those present tonight are all core members of the organization, and zero is also one of them. Wearing the golden flame badge is an extremely important member.