MTL - The Barrage Said, I Am the Final Villain In the Game-Chapter 236 Next, I'm going to threaten you

In the biological world, when male creatures of the same species meet female creatures, they will always try their best to show their charm to gain the opportunity to mate, because physiology and the desire to reproduce are one of the most basic needs of creatures, even evolution Human beings without intelligence cannot escape this point.

The so-called charm, in the wild beasts, may be to show off their powerful muscles or sharp and cold fangs and claws, telling the other party that they are capable and very good at hunting prey; Under normal circumstances, it should be to try to get closer to the "good" side that everyone has jointly certified.

  Like now, people who are rude and rude actually pick up some simple etiquette, say "it's okay", and even try to lend a helping hand.

   Unfortunately, the man's kindness was not ignored by the "staff" on the opposite side.

   "I'm fine, thanks."

  The girl stood up quickly, patted herself, and then looked curiously at the person in front of her with the only pair of beautiful eyes not covered by protective clothing.

   "Why don't you wear protective clothing?" At this moment, she seemed to realize that there was a group of people gathered some distance behind the man, "Aren't you from here?"

  The man scratched his head in embarrassment: "No, no. We have been here for two days, your colleagues, haven't you mentioned it?"

  His words are intermittent, it seems that due to lack of experience, it is very difficult to communicate with a young opposite sex, and may be a very beautiful opposite sex.

   Facing the man's question, the girl shook her head: "I was forced to go on vacation two days ago, so I'm not here."

   "Compulsory vacation?" The man was a little confused, and didn't understand what it meant.

  The word holiday is a very distant word for them, but he still knows the meaning of the word mandatory.

   It's just that when these two words are combined, he can't figure it out.

   What’s the matter, you don’t want to take a vacation, do they insist on letting you take it?

In this regard, the girl pretended to explain: "The forced vacation is because I have been working for five consecutive days. The priest told me that the goddess is merciful, and I can't bear to see the world force myself for some things, so he doesn't allow me to come here again. Alright, let me go home and rest."

   "Goddess." The man suddenly became envious.

In these few days of understanding, he knows that there are many people from the church working here, and the reason seems to be because of something, "The goddess Aijie doesn't like to hear about the filth of the world, and the so-called garbage is the filth of human beings." , as believers, it is naturally necessary for us to share our worries and solve problems for our great Lord."

Of course, this "sharing worries and solving problems" is definitely not a free job, but has a very generous salary, and occasionally finds a lot of treasures from the "garbage". Now I heard this girl say that after working for five consecutive days, there are still two days left Holiday.

   How could this not make men envious.

  He remembered his situation again.

"It would be great if I could work here. I don't have to be reduced to living with garbage because my boss is bankrupt, and I can accumulate more funds to help me get rich—the last time I had a gold coin in my pocket, I They can all be copied!"

   "Damn it, why isn't it me wearing this now"

  Thinking about it, the envy in the man's heart suddenly burned vigorously, and soon burned into the fire of jealousy—but it can only be jealous.

  Although he hasn't touched many books or know many characters, he still has some basic legal knowledge.

  As one of the most proud inventions of human civilization, the majesty left by the law in the hearts of ordinary people is probably second only to gods.

  It is impossible for normal people to challenge laws and regulations without reason.

  Shaking his head, the man shook the things in his head out of his mind, along with the excitement of meeting the opposite sex, and just as he regained his reason for getting up from the crowd, the girl called out to him again.

   "Hey, wait a minute! I answered your question, but you haven't told me yet, who are you!"

   "Who are we?" The man smiled self-deprecatingly, "It's just a bunch of homeless bums."

   "Huh?" The girl seemed to realize that she seemed to have touched something bad, and hurriedly bowed, "Hug, I'm sorry, I."

   Seeing the girl apologize so solemnly, the man was a little at a loss, waved his hands hurriedly, and kept muttering: "It's okay, it's okay."

  However, just like this, it seems that it can't dispel the guilt in the girl's eyes.

  The man scratched his head: "Oh, what a big deal, I'll tell you directly."

  He roughly explained his situation, and it was fairly detailed, but in summary, it was a very vulgar and simple story.

  Who goes out to work and meets a black-hearted intermediary, who is tricked into working in a place that is open all year round and still can’t get much money, what boss’s bankruptcy assets are all debt-paid and can’t pay wages, and so on and so on.

  Those things, even storytellers are unwilling to make up, and people who listen to gossip are tired of hearing things that can be memorized, and they are not novel at all.

   But even so, the girl listened very seriously—at least those eyes never turned left and right to look at the sky and the earth.

   This made the man excited, thinking that his storytelling skills were very solid, and he wanted to add drama to himself immediately.

  It's a pity that the girl interrupted him just before he was about to render his parents' surviving self into a tragic background of having no father, no mother, and no one to rely on since he was a child.

   "Mr. that." The girl said softly, "I probably understand what happened to you."

   "Well, it's not a good story."

   "It's not good, it's really not good, but there are even worse things, listen to me, I, since I was a child"

  The girl quickly interrupted again: "Then what, I'll talk about this later. Sir, you don't have a foothold right now. If it is possible, I think I should be able to find a decent job for you."

"help me."

  The man's eyes lit up.

  He didn't suspect that the girl in front of him had any bad intentions—the person who could listen to his story so carefully, and a girl who knew she was very beautiful just by looking at her eyes and hearing her voice, how could she have bad intentions?

   "What kind of job? I'm sure I can do it!"

"Well." The girl didn't describe it directly, but re-said, "Don't worry, this job will definitely not be the same as your previous one. You paid enough in return but couldn't get the corresponding reward. However, it has some benefits. special conditions."

   "Special conditions? Are you a skilled worker?" The man's face suddenly became a little embarrassed.

  These people, to put it bluntly, are hard workers, with nothing but strength.

   Technology may exist, but that should only exist at the poker table.

   Fortunately, the girl's reply was not what he expected.

   "It's not technology, it's people." The girl whispered, "I don't need anything else, but people must be good."

   "How are you?" This is the first time a man has heard of such special terms of employment.

  Reminiscent of what the girl said before, he guessed that the job the other party introduced to him might be related to the church.

  The so-called good should refer to "piousness", right?

  Although I don’t know which position it is, but it must be a good thing if I get involved with the church!

  Because, there is a saying that is widely spread among the people.

  【In the glory of the goddess, the place with the most gold coins is not under the bed of the merchant, nor the treasure house of the palace, but the church that is everywhere! 】

  If I can enter the church.

   "I'm fine!" The man made up his mind with certainty, "I'm a good man! We are all good people! Stronger than real iron!"

   "Tie is a good man." The girl repeated, and suddenly looked at the group of people behind him, and counted with her fingers, showing a little embarrassed expression, "Ah, there are a lot of people, and there may not be enough positions."

  She blinked and looked at the man, and said in a low voice, "Sir, who else is better among you? Well, why don't I just go over and have a look?"

   "Who is better"

  The man was about to think about answering the girl's previous question, but when the latter sentence came out, he couldn't sit still.

If this group of people wants to say that they are good people in the general sense, it is a no-nonsense thing. It may be difficult to gather all of them, but individually, each of them has a little bit of something in them; but if the girl said "People are good" really refers to devotion to the goddess, so how many people are there in this group!

  The reason why the man became anxious was because he knew that he was definitely not the pious one.

  The girl just said that there are not so many positions, but if he finds a more pious person, wouldn't his position be gone?

   "No, just wait!"

  The man hurriedly stopped in front of the girl, and hurriedly argued: "Those people are actually not good people!"

"I'm telling you. Look, look at the one with the biggest arm. He is a murderer. He has killed people before. That's why he hides and dares not show his face. He blew it out to us after drinking. Yes, this is an iron villain; and that, that bald man, this is also an old liar, who once specially deceived those old people whose young people are away all the year round, and hollowed out their homes, pure moth; and that"

  The man kept telling the past experiences of those people with facts mixed with lies, wishing to describe all these people as wanted criminals who had fled for many years to make the girl stop.

-He did it.

  The girl did not take another step forward, but the man didn't notice, and the girl's eyes became more and more strange.

   "These people cannot be helped."

   Corinna made a judgment in her heart.

  Although I don’t know how much of the man’s words are true or false, but being able to make up some stories that seem to be true so quickly must have a basis in reality.

  Before she said that she wanted to help, it was based on the fact that these people "can be bad but not too bad", because that way, even if there is any problem with these microphones in the future, they can also be blamed on their own changes.

   But if these people are criminals with many previous convictions, if they do something bad in the assigned positions later, or if their background gets out, things will be a little bit bad.

  Korinna knew that the little princess' behavior might lead to a thunderstorm in the future, but she didn't want the thunder to explode right now.

  Because she still has to take this opportunity to develop herself!

  Thus, these people with obvious handles should never be used. Even if they are used as sounding boards, they must be found without seams.

   Having figured it out, Corinna dismissed the man perfunctorily, and was about to turn around and leave the storage station to report the situation to the little princess.

   But at this moment, her body froze suddenly.

  At the gate, a black figure with the sun behind his back was leisurely raising his head, looking up.

   There, the thick rolling door is slowly falling.

   "Kangdang—"

  The door was closed, and the sunlight covering the young man's cheeks also passed away, revealing his very familiar eyebrows and eye contours to Corinna, as well as the extremely familiar but very hateful slightly curved corners of his lips.

   "Lynn Blazer!" Corinna almost roared, "You bastard! How dare you appear in front of me!"

   "Why not?"

  Lin En blinked: "We are not enemies."

"Not an enemy?" Corinna almost laughed angrily, "You kept me in the dark for so long, used me as a tool unscrupulously, and even... how dare you have such a thick skin, and dare to stand in front of me?" In front of me!"

  At this moment, Corinna only regrets that she doesn't know magic, that she can't turn a cart into a war horse, and turn a shovel into a spear.

   Otherwise, she ordered to hit the kid in front of her two or three times.

  Compared to the girl's violent mood swings, Lynn remained calm, just standing there smiling.

   "Don't be so excited, Miss." He said softly as if trying to comfort a girl, "We are really not enemies."

   "First of all, no matter the process, your task is always done, right? As for the process, it doesn't matter, because you don't lose anything in it."

"The so-called enemy has always meant that there is an irreconcilable contradiction on something, but there seems to be no between us—if you want to say that deception is also a contradiction, I can only say that I am in contact with you. Among them, there is only 'not telling', not 'fraud'."

  “.”

   Corinna is now thankful that she has at least a small cart by her side.

  Otherwise, she will definitely be overwhelmed by anger because she has nothing to hold on to, and she will faint on the ground—she doesn't want to touch those dirty garbage.

  Taking a deep breath, the girl tried her best to calm down her emotions, and Lynn was not in a hurry, just admiring the ups and downs of her relatively full chest.

After a while, Corinna, who finally recovered, regained her thinking: "I won't believe your nonsense at all, don't try to interfere with my thinking with words, I will take every word in your voice , are taken out of my mind, and thrown into the incinerator to be burned like these rubbish!"

"Miss."

   "Shut up!" Corinna yelled, and said with a sneer, "Stop distracting me with gossip, tell me why you are here!"

Lynn wasn't angry with her attitude either. He just squinted and smiled, and said softly, "The last contact let me know that you might prefer a more frank communication, so this time, I didn't put on any pretense. And I would very much like to confide in you why I have come here."

   "I want to ask for your help."

   "Poof—"

   Corinna laughed out loud at the absurd words.

   "You, ask me to help you? You have lied to me so much, but now you say the other way around, you want me to help you?"

"Sir." She suppressed the desire to laugh, and said with difficulty, "I can really help you, you know Dr. Kles, right? He is the most profound doctor in Catalina for the study of mental problems, I Knowing him, I can introduce you to him."

  “.”

  Lin En didn't speak, still only kept smiling and stared into the girl's eyes.

   After a while, he sighed slightly, and said, "Miss, I thought you knew me more or less during the previous conversation."

   "Do you think I will do things that are not planned and not sure?"

   Corinna's smile suddenly disappeared.

  She fixed her eyes on the boy's figure, tensed herself up, and was always ready to fight back.

"What do you want to do?"

  Lin En did not intend to do anything, but said seriously: "I have already said, I want you to help me."

   "I refuse!" Corinna said without hesitation.

   "Refused?" Lin En sighed, and said with some regret, "If this is your answer, then Miss, I can only tell you."

   "Next, I'm going to threaten you."