Dao San was lying on his back on his bed, his roommates snoring one after another, and the rhythm was like a large symphony.

Even though a few hours had passed, Matsumoto Ranku's invitation to him was still lingering in his ears.

The moonlight shone through the window, and the heroic figure of the God of Death reflected in Dao San's eyes. Gradually, the appearance of the God of Death became blurred and finally became Dao San himself.

Just during the day, he was just an ordinary soul who tried everything for life, and a humble life who might be buried under the white sand of the corpse soul world at any time.

A voice saved himself from his miserable fate.

"Become a god of death."

Dao San did not choose to refuse, and he had no reason to refuse.

Even if the first sense given to him by those gods of death just now was not good.

Dao San is not qualified to act spontaneously, Dao San in Izakaya still has to face the torture of the store manager every day.

Becoming a god of death has nothing to do with anything else.

Dao San looked at each other with the moonlight, and raised his white eyebrows, as if he was telling his thoughts.

"It's all just to live better."

Become a god of death.

Also, thank you, Aunt Ranju.

...

The chrysanthemum is not like a poet like Dao San.

After receiving a positive answer, Matsumoto Rankuki stayed for another 10 minutes, briefly teaching Hanyu Dao San how to control his spiritual pressure.

At least, Dao San will not unconsciously spread spiritual pressure in his sleep, which will affect his roommates.

Matsumoto Ranjuku, who had been playing for one day on public expenses, jumped back to Jinglingting Court, carrying a pot of wine in his hand.

happy.

To be honest, I met a genius, even if I could call him a super genius, Matsumoto Ranku has no other ideas.

But it's like the New Year passed down from the East.

No one has seen the New Year beast, but this does not prevent everyone from eating some good food in the name of fighting the New Year beast.

What happened to having a glass of wine by meeting a wild genius?

It was not until the second half of the night that Matsumoto Ranjuku was carrying a wine pot, with orange hair and face, and his golden eyes were blurred. He returned to Jinglingting Tenth Team

"Lanju Jiang, what are you doing?" An uncle's accent, but with the tone of a resentful woman in the deep boudoir.

"Uh, cough cough." The sudden sound in his ears scared Matsumoto Ranjuku to death. When he looked back, he saw a close vulgar face, and he was almost injured again.

"team leader!"

"Mr. Ranjuku Matsumoto, deputy captain, was stranded on Liuhun Street and even drew his sword from his colleagues. You really have it!"

Zhibo expressed his anger rarely in front of his subordinates.

In fact, it doesn’t matter how many members of the Twelve Team were taught a lesson.

Death has a strict class system.

During the war, even if Luanju executes a few people at the level of the head, it is not an unforgivable sin.

The 12th team used false experiments and needed a fig leaf, so Nie did not intend to investigate this matter deeply.

For Yixin, the problem is.

You didn't bring me with you?

You didn't bring me with you when you drink?

You didn't bring me in a fight?

Matsumoto Rankuki also knew the temper of the captain, and patted Shiba Yixin's shoulder, "I discovered a super genius this time! After a little training, I will soon reach the level of a head officer. Moreover, I am very diligent, and I can help us share the team's affairs at that time!"

The Tenth Team is a security team, with relatively few dangerous tasks, but the team with the most miscellaneous work.

Who are you guarding?

The one who is guarding is Jinglingting.

The main ones are the big and rough guards of the 11th Team, plus the nobles.

It's not easy to deal with both groups.

If the 11th Team is in trouble, the 11th Team needs to make losses and report statistics to the 46th Room. Moreover, the "good things" done by the 11th Team must be dealt with aftermath and reported documents.

Because the Thirteenth Team suffered heavy losses over the years, Shiba Yixin, who was invited by Yamamoto, was in charge of the situation and stayed in the Tenth Team for less than a month before he started cursing.

It's really an internal and external trouble.

Not to mention the 11th team outside, he even had such a deputy captain.

Ranju seemed to be unconscious, and drank it all over the place. Seeing the captain thinking seriously, he bared his big white teeth and gave Yixin a thumbs up.

Yixin took a deep breath, "We do need a hardworking super genius."

Ranju nodded in agreement, "I will take him to a safe place tomorrow!"

Are you going to take over Hanyu Dao San?

Seven days a week, the deputy captain works for six days. You have been on duty for four days, and you have to fish for another day tomorrow?

Is there any "destruction method"?

"You have no tomorrow. According to the team rules, you will be locked up for a week!" Zhibo was so mean to be in a dark face. This was a situation where the 12th franchise was partially in the wrong.

Because of her style, she has been locked up a lot and went to the small dark room to catch fish. It is a time to settle for it. "The captain will arrange to send someone to Kobayashi Izakaya in Runlinan tomorrow to pick up Hanyu Dao San."

Matsumoto Ranjutsu touched the way home and sent himself into the confinement house of the Tenth Team.

"Hanyu Dao San."

Zhibo was talking about this name

The information about this young man is limited.

Taidaochuan is a little famous in the Thirteenth Team. She has been in a coma all day because of a teenager, but she has been having a big fun in the Thirteenth Team recently.

I decided to pick him up tomorrow.

The most important thing is that you can fish for another day.

By the way, I have to send the remaining work documents of one person high to Ranju Jiang later!

Hahaha!

Although I don’t know why, Zhibo just wants to laugh, and smiles with his hips on his hips!

...

On the second day, the sun had already shone on his face through the window. Hanyu Dao San woke up from his sleep, raised his arms to block the direct sunlight.

After controlling his spiritual pressure for a night, he and his roommates did not have nightmares again today.

This was the most comfortable sleep he slept, and it was the last day he woke up after he came to Runlin'an.

It was almost noon, and Dao San stretched out his arm to block the direct sunlight.

Following this path where the soles of his shoes have been marked, this time, Hanyu Dao Mi walked very steadily and slowly.

"It turns out that when this street was prosperous, there were so many people."

"It turns out that there is a three-story building here!"

"It turns out that this cherry blossom tree has also produced new buds."

I still remember when I came to Runlin'an, the little tree growing by the roadside was obviously just a bare one. At that time, Dao San was indifferent to everything in the world, and I thought it was just a dead tree.

And he never had the time or mood to enjoy these scenery.

When Hanyu Dao Mian returned to Kobayashi Izakaya from the back door, he calculated the time and his roommates' lunch break was about to end.

If possible, he really doesn't want to go back here, but there is no way, his only home is stored in his lunch dormitory.

He needs to get these as a thank you gift to Aunt Ranju

Moreover, last night's rush to leave, Luanju directly designated this place as the agreed location.

When he arrived at the door, Daosanshu just pressed the door and heard his roommates who had woken up chatting. Daosan did not push the door directly, and wanted to wait for his roommates to finish his work.

But I accidentally heard their conversation.

"Wow, it's really good to have nightmares."

"Boss, do you think Sanjiang has provoked something dirty? My neighbor in District 30 is very smart."

"Shut up, don't let Dao San hear it." The big bald man scolded softly.

"It's not easy for everyone, especially Dao San, who doesn't even have a relative."

"Yes, Dao San has worked so hard. If I hadn't been able to survive in my hometown, I wouldn't have come here to suffer. I really don't know what's good about District 1."

"Damn the shop owner, I will definitely beat him up when I don't want to do it."

"It's time to start working, don't let the old dog catch it."

Hanyu Dao San stood in front of the door as if struck by lightning, with a complicated expression, especially when he was about to leave here, he felt inexplicably informed when he knew such news.

Accompanied by the "crunch" sound of pushing the door, the bald boss who was surprised and shocked came out.
Chapter completed!