555: C555 Recruitment of the Wine Monk

C555 Recruitment of the Wine Monk

Arriving at the base again, Wendu felt a little regretful: the first time he entered the base, he still had to walk layer by layer. Now, standing in the elevator, it only took a few seconds for him to reach there.

Gold Dragon Headquarters competition, stage. Wine Taoist Priest stood there, he seemed to be waiting for someone.

After a while, Fire Phoenix came in with Wendu.

"Old Daoist, you're looking for me?" Wendu looked at the mysterious Wine Taoist Priest and asked.

"Right." Wine Taoist Priest turned around and drank a few mouthfuls of wine.

"Insect Emperor …"

"Just call me Wendu."

"Wendu."

Wendu nodded: "Ask."

Wine Taoist Priest glanced at Wendu: "I want to know, how much do you know about killers?"

"Assassin?" Wendu shrugged. "I don't understand at all."

"For your little life, I'll tell you about the killers." As Wine Taoist Priest said this, he sat cross-legged on the stage.

Wendu also sat down cross-legged: "Please speak."

"Assassins are divided into two types. One is naturally born, while the other is acquired."

"Born to be assassins, they almost started killing since they were young. They were adopted by the assassination organization, trained, and assigned missions."

"I was nurtured in the early stages and earned benefits for the cultivators in the later stages. For example, earning money, giving my all and everything you want."

"If the mission fails, then his life will also come to an end."

"Most of the assassins who were trained up the day after tomorrow were out of helplessness. They had no choice but to kill others in order to earn their own benefits. "They are basically composed of unspecialized characters from the martial arts world."

"However, there are also people who don't become assassins to earn benefits, but rather to enjoy the process. This is rare."

"Don't think too mysteriously of the killers. They might be hoodlums, or they might be the leaders of some company."

"Some assassins are willing to do anything for the benefit of others."

"To others, he might kill everyone related to him, but to himself, he might as well take care of his own bones and even point a spear at him when necessary."

"..."

Wine Taoist Priest talked for a whole hour and only stopped when Wendu was on the verge of falling asleep.

After drinking two mouthfuls, Wine Taoist Priest said, "I want to know how strong your martial arts are now."

Wendu was stunned: "You mean..." Let's fight? "

Wine Taoist Priest nodded: "Yes."

Wendu waved his hand and refused: "That's not very good, right?"

"Haha …" Wine Taoist Priest laughed. "What's wrong with that? Even if it's for your own little life, you should still take action."

Looking at the time, Wendu nodded and said, "Ok, after we finish, we can still catch dinner."

"Haha …"1

Wine Taoist Priest smiled when he heard what Wendu said. He bent over, placed the bottle on the side of the stage and waved at Wendu.

Wendu stood up and jumped on the spot, "Old Taoist, I'm here."

Right after he finished, his figure disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already behind Wine Taoist Priest and threw a punch towards him.

"…" Wine Taoist Priest's pupils contracted. When he heard the sound behind him, he quickly turned around and used his arms to cover his chest.

"Bam!"

Wine Taoist Priest was forced back three steps, while Wendu did not retreat a single step.

"Wait a minute!" Wine Taoist Priest shouted.

Wendu wanted to hit Wine Taoist Priest, but when he heard Wine Taoist Priest call for him to stop, he stopped and looked at Wine Taoist Priest strangely.

At this time, Wine Taoist Priest finally understood what Wendu meant by "after the fight, we can still catch dinner".

According to Wendu's strategy, he wouldn't fall, but he would fall by himself!

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