"Football, this is a specific term to describe a woman's breasts. For example, if the breasts are very flat, like yours, no, flatter than you, I mean, if a woman's breasts are as flat as a mirror, she is called a Wangzi steamed bun.
, or called Princess Taiping; if the breasts are small, like you, maybe a little smaller than you, I mean the breasts are very small, but there is still a little bit, they are called eggs; if they are bigger, like you,
It's called Apple... Don't take out the dagger, I made a mistake, don't be angry, I know you are a man, but I need someone to compare with, okay, I won't compare with you..."
"If it's bigger than an apple, then it's a football?" The bright-eyed thief put the dagger on Yue Yang's neck, looking angry and ready to kill him at any time.
"No, there are many kinds bigger than apples. Do you think you lack research in this area? On top of apples, there are pears, papayas, coconuts, and then there are volleyballs and footballs. They are divided into many categories.
This is all knowledge, I won’t tell ordinary people!” Student Yue Yang showed off his scholarly manner.
"It makes sense!" The mercenaries in the room heard this and praised classmate Yue Yang's "breast classification method" in unison.
Although they don't understand what Wangzi steamed buns, volleyball, and football are, they still feel that the arrangement from small to large is very vivid, accurate and vivid, making it especially easy to remember, and it is simply in-depth.
People's hearts. It seems that this little thief named Taitan really has a very profound research on women's breasts. After hearing this, classmate Yue Yang was very proud, just like a great sage publishing an incisive and unique academic theory in front of thousands of students in the college.
That way.
The bright-eyed thief finally resisted the urge to stab the boy to death with a dagger, stepped on Yue Yang's feet, smashed the form into his hand, turned around and left.
Yue Yang quickly threw the form in front of the bald old man, paid the money, received the mercenary star, and followed the bright-eyed thief.
"Brother, I invite you to drink. Listen to me, that girl's breasts are really big... Hey, she ran so fast. You can tell at a glance that she is a shy and unexplored girl!" Waiting for Yue Yang to chase him out of the door.
, the bright-eyed thief had long since disappeared like smoke.
It was as if it had never appeared.
When Yue Yang whistled and left in a grand manner, the bright-eyed thief flashed in the darkness, holding a bright dagger in his hand. He wanted to shoot Yue Yang's vest several times, but he finally endured it.
The bright-eyed thief looked at Yue Yang's back, took a sip, and disappeared.
Facing the soft evening breeze, Yue Yang's face was full of smiles.
He smiled happily and brightly.
White Rock City, Killer Guild.
Like all killer guilds in the world, the killer guild in White Rock City also gives people an eerie feeling. Although there are lights inside, they are only as big as a bean, and give people the illusion that the lights will go out at any time. The lights are not
It didn't look bright, but it had a dark and eerie feel to it. Yue Yang gently opened the door and came in. When he saw the environment inside the room, he looked slightly surprised.
In the assassin's guild, except for an old man in sackcloth who was dozing off at the table, there was no one else.
The old man in linen clothes had gray hair. He was leaning on the table, his figure was extremely thin, and he looked like he was old and physically and mentally decayed.
Of course, if you only look at the surface, this old man in linen clothes can be blown down by a gust of wind, or if he falls asleep at his desk like this, he will sleep to death and never wake up. But in Yue Yang's eyes, he has
Another weird feeling. Having reached the innate realm, possessing the Three Mysterious Styles and the Body-Breaking Sword Qi, even a sneak attack would most likely not be able to defeat this aging old man... Yue Yang felt in his heart
, this old man in sackcloth is more terrifying than a sleeping lion, he feels a bit like a sleeping dragon!
"Hello, I'm here to sign up to join the Assassin's Guild." If in the mercenary guild, Yue Yang's politeness was pretended, now it's respect from the bottom of his heart.
"Young man, killer is a bloody and violent industry. Are you really ready?" Old Man Mai slowly raised his head. His appearance was ordinary and his face was full of wrinkles. Even if ordinary people met him ten times on the street, he would not believe it.
I won't notice his existence, let alone remember his appearance.
He looked at Yue Yang with his dull old eyes.
Yue Yang tried his best to keep his mind calm, control his breathing, and even smiled in his bright eyes.
Although he couldn't see through the old man in Mai, Yue Yang found that the old man in Mai was also observing him, proving that he couldn't see through him either...
Yue Yang's eyes naturally met the gaze of the old man Mai, and he answered with a smile in his eyes: "Young people always yearn for blood and violence, don't they?"
The old man in Mai lowered his eyelids, neither agreeing nor objecting, and said with an indifferent expression: "You don't need to pay money to join the Assassin's Guild, you don't need to fill out a form, and you don't need proof of identity, but you need to take a test. You can choose a literary test or a martial arts test.
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"What is a literary test? What is a martial arts test?" Yue Yang is really surprised. To be a killer, you need to take a literary test? This is not a college entrance examination!
"The literary test is to answer some questions about killing skills; the martial test is to directly kill people. If you want to join, before dawn, go to the Black Mountain fifty miles outside the city and bring back any of the heads of the bandits there.
." As soon as the old man Mai finished speaking, Yue Yang quickly shook his head and waved his hands, indicating that he wanted to take the literary test.
For Yue Yang, there is no problem with the mentality of killing people.
In his eyes, except for the beautiful woman, the black-clad Yue Bing and the little girl, the people in the Soaring Dragon Continent are like NPCs in the game, and they will not feel guilty if they kill them. Moreover, he
The original idea was to kill a few mercenaries who had been rewarded by their enemies for killing people, so as to test their own combat prowess and at the same time cultivate the growth of the Spitfire Thorn Flower.
However, classmate Yueyang is very lazy.
He was asked to travel all night, fifty miles outside the city, go up the mountain, kill a bandit, and then hurry back with his head.
He won't do it!
If he hadn't hoped to get the "Revenge Hunt" list unique to the Killers' Guild, Yue Yang would never have come to a place like the Killers' Guild.
The killer guild is different from the mercenary guild. The people here tend to have real strength. The longer they stay here, the easier it is for their identity to be exposed.
"For the literary test, please make a choice: If you want to kill someone, and there is a sharp sword, a powerful beast and a blank paper in front of you, which thing will you choose as your weapon?
Where are the murder tools?" asked the old man in Mai.