Tens of thousands of years ago.

In the fragments of the parallel world.

Gu Qingshan is in the chaotic sea of ​​demons in the primitive demon world, holding the seal key, discussing with Fire whether to go to the eternal abyss.

Just at the same time he was doing this.

Tens of thousands of years later.

Battle for the hegemony area.

Some world full of endless sins.

A young man wearing sunglasses and in delicate black formal attire walked into a bar.

He looked very tired, with several unhealed wounds on his body, and he almost fell to the ground several times while walking.

However, no one went up to provoke him in the entire bar.

"Good murderous intent."

"He's a good guy."

"kindness……"

"A big trouble, don't mess with him."

People whispered and whispered.

The young man went straight to the bartender and greeted the bartender.

"Give me a bottle of the best wine you have here, and let your boss come out."

His tone was plain and a coin in his hand kept flying.

The bartender glanced at the coins in his hand, immediately poured him a glass of strong wine, and said respectfully: "Please wait."

The bartender took out a coin and placed it on the table.

The coin disappeared immediately and turned into a black curtain, completely covering the part where the young man sat.

When the others saw this scene, they ignored it and subconsciously stayed away.

The young man turned a blind eye to the black curtain surrounding him, picked up the wine glass and started drinking slowly.

The bartender went there quickly.

After a while, a drunk fat man followed the bartender to the back of the bartender.

He glanced at the young man, smiles spread on his face, and walked into the curtain.

Here, the outside world cannot detect any movement.

"The visit of the distinguished guests is really full of glory."

"Distinguished?" the young man put down his glass and frowned and said, "Your wine is mixed with seventy-fourths of water, which is a bit over."

The fat boss explained seriously: "Usually, we give poison. Only when we are in the industry can we give some fake wine to drink, and only when it comes to the coin you have in your hand can we get real wine."

"So, how can I drink the original wine?"

"Sorry, that would destroy the bar's reputation, so we're determined not to do that."

“It makes sense.”

The young man drank the wine mixed with water in one go, and then slapped the coin in his hand on the table.

"This is the No. 791 coin, a rare commodity, you can test it first." He said.

The fat boss smiled.

He didn't see any moves, and the coin had already reached his hands.

He squinted his eyes and looked at the coin carefully.

Suddenly, he squeezed the coins hard.

A series of "crack and crack" sounds sounded.

The coins directly turned into a pistol emitting silver light.

The fat boss looked at the silver pistol and said, "Coin No. 791, the Assassinator's Gun, is indeed genuine."

He reluctantly put the silver pistol back on the table.

The pistol left the human hand and soon turned into coins again.

Yes, this is the 791st of the No. 1,01th coins in the Zhengba District, and it was created by the gods.

It can directly turn into a pistol with special abilities.

The fat boss said with satisfaction: "Things are right. This number-order coins are very rare and valuable. Now you can post tasks."

"Don't worry," the young man said slowly, "I heard that in this world, all high-level assassination missions are released here."

The fat boss nodded: "Our service is always the most professional, so the reputation has always been good."

"That's good," the young man breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "I want a man in the entire world of sin. As long as there is a killer who can kill him, I can get the coin in my hand."

The fat boss asked carefully: "What is the reward for our bar?"

"According to your rules, deduct it from this coin." said the young man.

The fat boss clapped his hands and smiled and said, "Then there is no problem. Who do you want to kill?"

The young man said, "I want to kill a killer."

The fat boss praised: "Well, this task has begun to be worthy of your coins. Please continue to say that you want to continue."

"The killer's name is Zhang Yinghao, he is a human race. His height, weight, appearance, etc. are exactly the same as mine."

The fat boss looked at the young man and said, "I have already recorded it."

"Very good, the mission will start from grace, starting from tomorrow morning." said the young man.

"We can post a task for you immediately, so that guy named Zhang Yinghao can't even see the sun tomorrow morning." The fat boss said with a smile.

"No, no, that's not possible. I'll have to drink another drink tonight and have a good sleep so that I can cheer up tomorrow to deal with the pursuit."

The young man said, picking up the bottle and pouring himself another glass, and then sipped it all.

The smile frozes on the fat boss's face.

Some incredible truth lingers in his mind so that he can no longer hold it in:

"Dear guest, you mean, you have posted a mission to get all the killers in this world to chase you?"

Zhang Yinghao said: "You understand it correctly."

"I've been hungry for five days," he said to the bartender. "Go to the restaurant outside of you and bring me a fried rice, add five eggs. I'll give me two bottles of the same wine after I've eaten it, and I'll sleep with you at night."

The bartender glanced at the fat boss.

The fat boss nodded.

The bartender went there.

The fat boss looked at Zhang Yinghao like a monster.

He pointed his finger at his brain and asked, "Are you okay here?"

Zhang Yinghao shrugged: "As a veteran killer who has been in the industry for ten years, he has more or less a problem with his brain, but I'm sure I'm not what you think."

The fat boss's expression became even more curious: "Then why did you post a mission to kill yourself? You know, all killers will want to kill you and exchange your head for that coin."

Zhang Yinghao lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and said, "Because there are too many killers in this world, it is always a bit troublesome to look for them one by one. You know, according to the rules of this industry, once the task is taken, the other party cannot give up, so I plan to let them all come to chase me, which is more convenient."

"Convenient?" the fat boss asked in confusion.

"It is convenient for me to kill them or be killed by them." Zhang Yinghao said with a smile.

The fat boss was stunned.

He has always been smart and capable, and has experienced countless ups and downs, but at this moment he feels his brain is completely rusted.

"Dear guest, I know I shouldn't ask too much, but if you answer me, I will provide you with the best room here for free." said the fat boss.

"Free room? I don't know, please ask."

"Why do you want killers from all over the world to kill you?"

"I have traveled through thirty-seven worlds and have been discussing with my peers and improving my own standards through enthusiastic communication."

Zhang Yinghao took a sip of wine and continued: "This time is no exception."

The fat boss was stunned.

...

Time goes backwards.

Back to tens of thousands of years ago.

In the ghost of ancient times.
To be continued...