Chapter 775: Protection

"Contract, or curse?"
Wu Ming looked at the body of a place and frowned slightly: "This is good, at least the hands and tails are clean!"
Obviously, in these Western mobs, there is still the counter-measure of the behind-the-scenes black hand. Once the conditions are met, they will start immediately, killing people and killing them, even the soul will not stay.
Even though Wu Ming has the ability to save people, but he did, he must be aware of the black hands behind the scenes, and provoke the enemy.
This time, he just came out to help and distract himself. It is unwise to take such an enemy without knowing the benefits. Therefore, he will let it go.
"It is this..."
Wu Ming’s eyelashes, a hand, and a thing on the body of the leader fell into the palm of his hand.
"Very strange fluctuations..."
Appearing in his palm, it is a strange black ring, the lines are simple, carved into a black snake with his own tail, each scale is exquisite.
There are naturally other high-level magic items on this leader, but this is not the case in Wu Ming’s eyes.
Although this ring looks ordinary, but the slightest breath on it, even Wu Ming has some unpredictable feeling.
"It seems to be involved in a big conspiracy..."
Wu Ming looked at the ring in his hand, and his face was quite strange: "But, because it has been successfully extinguished, and the information is leaked out, the mysterious organization should not be extravagant."
"God girl, come over!"
He waved his hand and the sea of ​​fire went out. The little girl grabbed the sword with both hands and came in with a nervous look: "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine, but they are already ruined..."
Wu Ming shrugged his shoulders: "According to the appearance of death, I believe that they are cursed and can inform the New Territories Port Authority and the Federation."
"okay!"
The little girl Zhang Guo looked at the dead body, and her face was stunned.
I asked myself, even though her brother Zhang Fan was here, and asked a bunch of warriors to help out. In the face of this obviously extraordinary task, it is very likely to fail, even the whole army.
But now, the corpses of those thugs are all in front of themselves!
This shows what?
"He... they are all masters of the master class?"
The little girl’s voice is a little trembling. If Wu Mingzhen is such a strong person, then she still struggles to do what is going on in the college? Is it better to worship Wu Ming directly as a teacher?
"of course not……"
Wu Ming touched the nose and keenly felt the psychological change of the little girl: "Well, what are you doing? Work hard!"
......
New Territories Port, within the official office.
"Oh... two folk loyalists really good means!"
An official of the Dachang Empire first looked at the corpse of the Xiyi people who were transported. He immediately compared it with several images and nodded. "It is true that the gangsters are undoubted, although one is missing..."
"The lesser one is called Black Jas, and it has been burnt to gray!"
Zhang Guo rolled his eyes: "If you want to see an adult, say it early, I can bring his ashes..."
"This way!"
This official smile, not how angry: "Well, little girl, bring your documents, the official subsidiary certificate..."
If the other party is only one or two ordinary people, of course he will not be so cheerful.
But now, he received an urgent notice from the government, knowing that the Xiyi people are not only fierce, but their strength is still very high. They are preparing to send more people.
At this time, I saw the bodies of these Xiyi people. What does this mean?
The girl in front of me is the key. The key is that the young man who has been keeping his eyes closed, really gives him a feeling of unfathomable feeling.
For this kind of practitioner, what is the official singer, it is entirely against the cow playing the piano, after all, the pursuit is different.
"This...Mr. Wu Ming..."
Therefore, Zhang Guo got the proof of his own dreams, and he smiled blindly, and the officials looked at Wu Ming, but still sighed: "Because you are a foreigner, you have not joined our nationality and cannot record military work. It is a pity. ......"
He shook his head and seemed to be quite sorry: "Otherwise, according to this mission record, the military gains obtained are enough to be promoted to ‘士’.

The scholars of the Dachang Empire are different from the official products. They are only open to their own citizens. Even at the lowest level of the taxi, they can enjoy the preferential treatment of exemption from taxation, and the privilege of seeing officials and so on. It has always been very popular.
'what the hell……'
Next to Zhang Guo listened, but it was silently turned a blank eye: "This mission, but destroyed several masters of Western powers, if it really counts as military strength, I am afraid it is enough to rise to the big prince, Not the lowest doctor!"
Only then, she pouted and said nothing.
Although Zhang Guo is somewhat lacking in mind, it does not mean silly.
After Wu Mingxi, she also realized the unusualness of this group of Western mobs. She had long decided to keep her mouth shut, not to cause any trouble, and treated it as an ordinary prisoner.
Moreover, she still wants to worship Wu Ming as a teacher, at least to pull down the relationship, how can she offend this powerful person in front of her eyes?
"Mr. Wu Ming..."
After the official office, Zhang Guo immediately excited: "We will go to the federation. After the assignment, we went to the school, where we also collected a lot of classics..."
"Not necessary for the time being!"
Wu Mingyang raised a jade ring in the hand, with a vague word on it.
This is a gift from the former official. It is a reward for the foreigners who made special contributions to the Dachang Empire. It is an honorary identity. In Wu Ming’s understanding, it is the honorary citizen of the New Territories Port.
With this, at least in the New Territories, all activities are unimpeded.
"This way..."
Zhang Guo’s girl lowered her head and looked very sorry:
Are you not with me?

"Well! Take care, there will be a period!"
Wu Ming touched the little girl's head and turned and left. It didn't take long to disappear into the crowd.
"Hey! People are not girls!"
Zhang Guo looked at her body with resentment, and immediately waved her fist.
......
Step on! Step on!
Only she did not expect that, at night, a rush of horseshoe rushed into the official office.
"what happened?"
During the day, Wu Ming had just received two, and the official who had reported to the higher level opened the door blindly: "Dare to be bureaucratic, is you impatient?"
"grown ups!"
A small awkward ran in the urine, and there was a whip on his face: "There are people coming from the army, and they are all guards!"
"what?"
The official was shocked: "Get my coat!"
After hurriedly dressed, he came to the scene and saw more than a dozen black horses wandering happily in the back garden, licking many of the moon's peony and precious flowers.
Most of these black horses are extremely tall and tall, and they are very stout. Even the abdomen has a shell-like shell, which is perfectly protected. The top has a small bump, like a small horn.
"Black Dragon Horse?!"
After recognizing that this is a rare species of dragons, the official’s mood is even heavier: "This is the only soldier who has helped the adults to support the adults, and only the mounts, a small New Territories port, what happened?

"Where are they from?"
He immediately asked the servant next to him.
"Several lords went directly to the morgue!"
Xiao Yan immediately answered.
"The morgue? Is it..."
The official was shocked and suddenly thought of the scene of the day: "Is there a few mysteries in the West?
I rushed to the morgue, and I saw more than a dozen black sergeants, scattered in a few piles in threes and threes. It seemed to be a leisurely walk, but in fact, the entire yard was already tightly closed.
"Zhuo Tie!"
Inside, a black man strode out and called the official's name: "Who are these corpses, who sent them?"
"Bold..."
A small beggar next to him was trying to drink, but he was fanned back by Zhuo Tie.
He carefully looked at the face of the black armor, and suddenly fell into a spirit, and squatted: "The lower official Zhuo Tie, I have seen the Fufeng are protecting the adults!"
This Fufeng protection looks like thirty or forty years old. The face is like a knife and a chisel. It is the most orthodox military appearance, with masculinity and perseverance.
"Excuse me, get up!"
He turned and looked at the corpse of the Xiyi people who had been smashed in the morgue, and the eyes seemed to release the light.
"Your Honor!"
Zhuo Tie is very respectful and swears: "These corpses are sent by the righteous sergeants of the federation. It is said that the thief is very fierce. When he finally sees the enemy, he will be self-sufficient! The reward has also been sent..."
He paused and hesitated and asked: "But are these corpses having problems?"
"There is no problem, I don't know it yet. It's just according to the information I got from this. The people who sneak into the chaos shouldn't be too simple... even in the middle even the masters have several!"
Fufeng was waved by his hand, and a middle-aged man next to his face was immediately approaching, as if he was touching a lover, his fingers stroked the skin of the leader.
There was also a masterpiece in the bureaucracy, but when I saw this man's technique, I immediately became guilty of it and knew that I had met this master.
This middle-aged fiddling, took out a silver knife, and cut the leader of the Xiyi, the palm of the middle-aged boxer.
"really……"
He blinked: "You look at the adults... Although the masters are introverted, it is hard to see, but the bones of this person are more than steel, but the bones are frosty and snowy. It’s a step away from the master. !"
"Sure enough?"
Fufeng is whispering and looking at Zhuo Tie: "You are a bit of luck. A big crisis is solved by the nobles..."
"Just... his opponent obviously only hurts and kills, and his hands are extremely measured. Is this person out of the mouth?"
The color of doubt in the middle-aged face of the autopsy: "This technique..."