I’m In Charge of SCP

Holding a toothpick in his mouth and wearing a white scarf, Zhang Jue walked sideways on the street, imitating the style of the gangster bosses in the 80s and 90s gangster movies by nine points, and one point was missing because he had no dog legs to open the way for him.

But even so, the people passing by couldn't help but stay away from him.

I'm afraid he's in a bad mood. He greeted himself with a kick.

Zhang Jue strutting forward, did not go far when he heard someone calling him from behind.

This...old man, please stay.

Zhang Jue turned around, and sure enough, he saw the king who lived next to him come down.

He looked Zhang Jue up and down, and asked, Brother, are you interested in joining our horse team?

Join you? Zhang Jue tried his best to show disdain, What's the benefit?

Of course there are benefits. The king pointed to the carriage parked in the corner, and smiled at Zhang Jue: It depends on how much you can get, brother.

No matter what era, no matter what world they are in, the tactic of all evil capitalists is the same, that is to make a big cake.

As long as you do your best for the company, the company will not treat you badly, Zhang Jue could almost hear the cocoon in his ears.

While guiding Zhang Jue upstairs, the lord boasted that following him to mix treasures would definitely bring him a lot of money.

In fact, Zhang Jue just wanted to get into his team, and he didn't care about the conditions at all, but in order to maintain his personality, he kept asking for some details.

For example, the time of work, whether there is work-related injury insurance, how much is the pension, and so on.

The king was dumbfounded.

While talking, the two had arrived at the king's room.

This room is much bigger than the one Zhang Jue rented.

The king sat on the main seat and clapped his hands.

Then several guards came in from outside.

Brother Feng Qingyang, here are some of my 'thugs', as long as you can beat one of them, you can stay with me, of course, if you can win two, or three, I will give you The more treasures you have, how about it, it's fair—I think, with your strength, it shouldn't be a problem to win three.

Is this an entrance exam?

Fair enough indeed.

Zhang Jue took a quick glance and found that these guards were indeed capable. In terms of physical fitness, in the real world, they were at least at the level of a soldier king.

And it is not ruled out that they will use some other skills.

But Zhang Jue's current strength is already the number one person below the gods.

Unless the Hanged King came out personally, even if the four chiefs here attacked him at the same time, he could easily win.

But the little guy in front of him couldn't even break the defense.

Zhang Jue looked around, his eyes fixed on the man who had been following the king.

How much can you give to defeat him?

ha?

The expression of the lord seemed to be saying to Zhang Jue, are you joking?

He smiled and said: If you can beat him, I'll give you as much as you want—but I advise you not to do this, because everyone who fought against him died, and they died terribly.

In fact, Zhang Jue noticed this man when the lord went down to meet him.

He is inseparable from the king, and should belong to the personal bodyguard, but his presence is very low, making it easy for people to ignore him. Maybe this is his ability.

His strength... probably a little lower than that of Chief Bai, but he can be considered a formidable person here.

He can serve as the lord's guard, and he must have gained a lot of benefits.

Life and death depend on fate and wealth. Give it a go and turn a bicycle into a motorcycle.

Zhang Jue said a few words they didn't understand, then hooked his fingers at the guard, I've decided, it's you.

After being selected, the guard did not act immediately, but glanced at the king.

The lord nodded in agreement, and then said: Gayas, I like this Feng Qingyang very much, I will save my life for him.

The guard named Gaias nodded.

Walk from behind the king to the front.

With just these two steps, his whole demeanor changed.

If he was just an inconspicuous domestic servant just now, he is now a very powerful killer.

The murderous aura emanating from him seemed to have substance.

Even the other guards took a few steps back in fright.

The hired thugs who lived in other rooms also sensed the strong killing intent, and they all put on their clothes and came out to see if something happened.

The lord simply waved his hand and opened the door of the room, so as not to let them think about it outside.

In doing this, he actually wanted to frighten other people through this battle, otherwise any cat or dog would dare to challenge his authority in the future.

Sure enough, those who had been bribed not long ago all showed horror when they saw that the guard was so powerful.

Seeing this situation, the king was very satisfied.

You can launch an attack at any time. Gaias said to Zhang Jue.

With his hands behind his back, his voice is ethereal, showing the demeanor of a master.

Everyone inside and outside the room widened their eyes, ready to witness this wonderful duel.

But what happened next shocked their jaws.

The challenger named Feng Qingyang said Then I'm welcome, and then disappeared into the air.

The next second, he suddenly appeared in front of Gaias, raised his leg, bent his knee, and kicked Gaias in the lower abdomen.

Immediately afterwards, with a bang, Gaias was shot out like a bullet.

The tremendous force caused him to break through a human-shaped hole in the wall, and he continued to castrate, and finally embedded himself in the wall across the street, hanging his head, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

There was silence.

In this room, time seems to stand still.

But Zhang Jue didn't feel the pleasure of pretending to be successful.

After all, this Gaias is too weak.

Before he could exert any force, the opponent fell down.

It doesn't mean anything.

He retracted his legs and faced the king.

I like him quite a lot, and I saved his life. I hope the lord of the country doesn't mind.

This is clearly what the Lord of the Kingdom said to Gaias just now.

The strongest person around him couldn't even catch a single move under Feng Qingyang's hands, the king was a little confused for a while.

After several seconds, he finally realized: I don't mind, I don't mind, Mr. Feng Qingyang, I can't see that you are so powerful...

From Brother Feng Qingyang to Mr. Feng Qingyang, the title has changed quite quickly.

The lord of the country is determined to recruit Zhang Jue for his own use—it will not work if he does not recruit, and his original guard was crippled all at once, and the gap is not ordinary.

The lord exchanged some pleasantries, and then formally hired Zhang Jue as his next bodyguard.

As for the remuneration, according to the lord, Zhang Jue can choose any one of the carriages below after the matter is completed, and everything on it will belong to him.

After it's done...

Zhang Jue heard some information from his words.

The tributes on these carriages were originally intended to be paid to the Hanged King. It seems that these dependent countries are really determined to rebel.

But Zhang Jue didn't care. Whether they rebelled or not had nothing to do with him.

Besides, with the current strength of the Hanged King, even if all the dependent countries go together, they will be killed in seconds.

He pretended to hesitate for a while, then agreed.

The king put his arms around his shoulders.

Mr. Feng Qingyang, your strength is so strong, follow me, I promise you will make a lot of money. In this way, you go and settle down first, I have an important meeting to attend in a while, you come with me.

From this moment on, Zhang Jue was the new personal guard of the lord. He didn't ask any more questions, because even if he guessed with his toes, he knew it would definitely not be a good thing.

Zhang Jue was placed next to his previous room.

After closing the door, Preet emerged from his hair.

My God, Feng Qingyang, I didn't know you were so powerful.

Preet patted himself on the chest, You don't know, when that Gaias performed the power just now, I almost peed in fright, but I didn't expect that I was instantly killed by you.

Before Prieter finished speaking, Zhang Jue touched his hair reflexively, but luckily it was dry.

Speaking of which, Gaias's strength is probably slightly worse than that of the white leader. Zhang Jue wanted to show his strength, so he adopted the fastest way to resolve the battle.

In the eyes of these ignorant people, they feel very shocked.

Zhang Jue shook his head, and didn't intend to talk that much with Prieter.

He listened to the outside, and then said to Prieter: They are going to a meeting in a while, and they probably plan to plot a rebellion. It may be dangerous. Do you want to stay here and wait for me to come back?

When Prieter heard the words of the king, his heart was actually very entangled.

He's an adventurous master who just can't sit still.

But things like rebellion sounded very scary. He hesitated for a long time, and finally chose to listen to Zhang Jue's words, and simply hid in this room to avoid the limelight first.

About half an hour later, someone knocked on Zhang Jue's door, and the king set off.

...

The meeting was held in an underground building.

Along the way, the lord greeted many people, who seemed to be lords of other dependent countries.

Zhang Jue counted, there were about twenty or thirty people.

If the Hanged King sent someone here at this time, they might be able to catch them all in one go, so as not to worry about the future.

Zhang Jue stood behind his lord, carefully surveying the surrounding environment.

There was a long table in the meeting room, and the heads of the various dependent countries who came to the meeting were seated on both sides, one by one rubbing their hands. It seemed that they would overthrow the Hanged King's rule in a short time and take away his treasures. carve up.

Zhang Jue sneered.

Then he noticed that the main seat was actually empty, and he didn't know who it was reserved for.

And the eyes of the others looking at the main seat are also fearful with a hint of expectation.

This made Zhang Jue a little curious.

A moment later, a cloud of black mist appeared over that seat, gradually turning into a human form.

It was none other than the black leader, one of the four leaders who wore the face of pain that Zhang Jue had met once.

For some reason, Zhang Jue was not surprised to see him appear here.

After all, only those who have a certain strength and are very familiar with the palace can organize a rebellion to be successful.

And the black leader seems to be the most qualified one.

Zhang Jue had met him once, and he still didn't know why he wanted to help him.

But at this moment, at such a sensitive moment, it's better not to let him recognize him.

Zhang Jue took a step back indiscriminately, hiding in the shadow of the candle.

The black leader seemed to sense something, and glanced in his direction, but didn't make any unnecessary movements.

After the appearance of the black leader, those national leaders who were still excited were all silent, probably because they were a little afraid of him.

He looked around and said, Everyone who has nothing to do with them will step down.

Most of the lords present were accompanied by guards and servants, and the entire meeting room seemed overcrowded.

The black leader's faint words made everyone dare not take a breath.

All the kings winked at their subordinates and told them to go out and wait, and Zhang Jue was no exception.

But this is quite normal. After all, it is about treason, and the fewer people who know about it, the better.

Zhang Jue waited outside. About two hours later, his new master came out.

Like the heads of other dependent countries, his face was full of excitement as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

As if they had succeeded in rebelling.

Zhang Jue didn't know what the black boss had said to these people, but according to his guess, it was nothing more than making a big deal.

Draw one for the other, and see who can draw better than the other.

Not long after the meeting ended, Zhang Jue's lord led his cavalry towards the palace.

Under the lord's instructions, all the coachmen who were originally responsible for escorting the goods were replaced by thugs he recruited, and his intentions were self-evident.

Zhang Jue is a bodyguard, so he doesn't have much to do, just sit in the carriage and follow along.

About two hours later, the vanguard of the cavalry had arrived at the gate of the palace.

The last time Zhang Jue came in, he entered through the hole dug out by Prieter. Now when he came to the front of the palace, he couldn't help but let out a sigh of admiration.

He has been a human being in two lifetimes, and he has seen countless magnificent buildings, but compared with this palace of the Hanged King, all of them pale in comparison.

Just a city gate is tens of meters high, and people are like ants under it, and it is not known what kind of power is used to drive it.

The tribute horse team passed the city defense smoothly, and Zhang Jue was relieved.

He was afraid of being recognized by those soldiers.

Although he had changed his clothes and mask a long time ago, his strength reached a certain level, which was mostly judged by his breath.

Fortunately, these soldiers are not qualified enough.

The palace is huge, and Zhang Jue has already experienced it.

But walking on the right path, you can feel something that you couldn't feel before.

For example, Zhang Jue once saw some people walking on the upside-down stairs, and this time he also experienced it.

Without feeling anything special, gravity was perfectly normal from his own perspective.

The only difference is that when you look up, you can see the top of the head of the person above.

The king and his cavalry were arranged in a huge palace.

The next thing to do is to wait.

After all the kings have entered the palace, the Hanged King will hold a court meeting to accept the tribute from these dependent countries.

Zhang Jue could tell that the king he served seemed a little nervous.

Since entering the palace, his hands have been shaking.

Mr. Feng Qingyang, tell me, can we succeed this time? He asked Zhang Jue.

Ah, this, how do you know if you don't work hard? Give it a try, and the bicycle can be turned into a motorcycle! Zhang Jue hid inside while fooling him.

Because he saw the alluring leader Huang leading a group of soldiers and negotiating with an official.

It is probably to take stock of the tribute that the lord has paid.

Zhang Jue hid from her perspective to avoid complications.

After the tribute was counted, they waited for another hour, and even Zhang Jue became a little impatient.

But the country lord, on the contrary, was gearing up and getting more and more excited.

At this moment, there was a sound of Woo-- over the palace.

Everyone stood up.

This sound meant that the banquet set up by His Majesty the King was about to begin.

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Thanks to Qin Zhidaoer, Yan column and several other bigwigs for their rewards.