I'm afraid that at that time it's Hei she's facing the muzzle of her gun. Although she's not dead, it hurts a lot when I hit her. My soul will hurt.

The pain of the soul is more than that of the flesh.

Ning Shu now wants to wave the whip so that those people can taste the pain of beating the whip.

"Is it worth it?" Sang Liang asked

Ning Shu shrugged his shoulders, spread out his hands and said, "I've done everything. I don't think it's worth it or not." Regret to bear.

She has experienced the worst things. It doesn't matter whether it's worth it or not. No matter whether it's worth it or not, it's her own way to do it. The result is that she can bear the bad or the good.

The conversation between Ning Shu and sang Liang was very peaceful, and there was no sign of class contradiction at all.

"There is no need for things in the organization, no need for soul power, no need for merit and virtue," said sang Liang

"Since it's a matter of mutual benefit, it's good for everyone to make use of each other. You're like a concerned child."

Ning Shu askew his head. "If I say I don't want any more, I'm still paying close attention to it. I'll try to find out the power of soul. As for merit, there is no merit."

"No more fruit?"

Ning Shu smiles. Now she has enough stock in her hand for her to eat. It's useless to eat the last fruit. It's estimated that there are still a lot left in her hand.

I want everything, I want to catch everything, but I can't catch anything.

Sang Liang nodded thoughtfully. "I see."

Ning Shu leaned against the back of the chair, put his hands around his arms, raised his chin slightly, and said, "what do you understand? Tell me."

Sang Liang: "I feel wronged."

"Grievance, a little bit, after all, things are not fair, to say more grievances or no, after all, I make trouble again."

In fact, a step back will make everyone happy, but I don't want to go back. When I go to the corner, I have nowhere to go back.

Attack is the best defense, and one must be unprepared.

If you want face, I don't want face.

I'm also a super face fairy now. I'm on the brink of danger, and I'm stimulated by thieves and chickens.

"Then what do you want?" said sang Liang

Ning Shu shook his head. "I don't want to ask for anything from the organization now."

"No desire, no demand?" Sang Liang raised his eyebrows. "Is it chips that don't meet your standards, or are you really hungry?"

Ning Shu held his finger and said, "first, I don't have the stamp of law. Since the stamp of law is broken, I haven't received any taxes. I have to worry about the city."

"Second, I don't need to organize pure soul power. I'm not interested in how you purify soul power. I'm adapting to the power of swallowing soul directly and slowly."

"Third, and most importantly, why do I have to be ridiculed and ridiculed to deal with the stone?"

"Is it a toilet cleaning job to deal with Starstone, or why do so many people despise it?"

Since it's not respected, it's so hard.

Sang Liang pondered for a while, and said, "maybe someone is lazy. See someone who is diligent, say someone is a fool."

Ning Shu clapped. "That's it. Why are all those people used to exploiting me so hard?"

"It's something I can't think of all the time. Please help me out."

Sang Liang: " Maybe you're cute. "

Ning Shu smiled. "Thank you, but that's not the reason you made me work hard."

Ning Shu stretched out, "do you have anything else to say? If not, I will go."

Ning Shu stood up, in fact, alert to avoid being caught by sang Liang to bake candles.

And it's still that kind of baking that lasts for tens of thousands of years. She hasn't lived for tens of thousands of years.

Sang Liang calmly said, "sit down, don't talk about what to take away."

"I don't have anything to talk about. I think I understand what you are doing now. Do you want me to go back to the organization?" Ning Shu said

Ning Shu shook his head. "But I don't want to go back at all, or I'll lose so much. I'll run away in disgrace. I don't want to face it."

Now she can directly absorb the power of soul. Why should she follow the pure soul power of the organization.

And it's not really necessary. An organization is an intermediate channel, which connects the Tasker and the consignor, and then the Organization draws from it.

Everyone is mutually beneficial, not to mention who gives.

Like a company, it can improve according to its performance and get more resources according to its ability.

Ning Shu wants to leave now. He doesn't want to fight for this resource. He's alone.

The world is so big I want to see it.

Now the organization will say that the world is so big that it can't see anything without money.

Sang Liang raised his eyebrows. "You absorbed the power of impure soul directly."

Ning Shu nodded. "I don't want to believe it. I just swallowed the power of unclean soul and tortured it for a long time."Sang Liang asked, "how are you feeling now?"

"Nothing, that's it..." Ning Shu condenses a drop of black things directly.

As soon as this thing comes out, it makes the smell around a little strange.

In fact, this kind of thing is garbage. Ningshu is like drinking impure water. Now, all impurities in the water are precipitated for his own use.

Sangliang looked at the black water drop and nodded, "yes, in fact, it's also very good, but not many people have the courage to do so, too dependent on the power of pure soul."

Dependence means relying on the organization.

In fact, just like cutting leeks, the task force is growing stronger and stronger.

Therefore, the most important task in an organization depends on whether the value of the task is worth retaining.

If it's not worth it, there's no need for it.

Ning Shu: "yes, so I have no desire for the organization. My ideal is to spend money without going to work."

If can wave money to still go to what class, is the world not good enough?

Even if she went to every world to find wandering spirits, she might get more than doing tasks.

Another studio, enough to eat.

So beautiful.

The premise is that it can really break away from the organization.

Sangliang's pale and slender fingers point at the book cover. His nails are round and well manicured. They are beautiful hands.

"Directly, what do you want?"

Ning Shu: "it depends on what the organization can give me. When it comes to terms, you don't give me a price. How do you let me know the value? Is it worth it or not?"

Sang Liang: "if you want to say what you need, the organization will consider giving you a reply."

Ning Shu shook his head, "no, no, no I have said that I have no requirements or desires for the organization. I just want to know something when I listen to you. "