Is the Evil God Me?

Antoine is a law enforcer affiliated to the [Suppression Bureau] branch in Shuisha City.

Sequence 8 main fighter profession.

He had to complain to his colleagues more than once when he was drunk. In a small place like them, even if a clerk picked up a gun, he could be the main battler. An ordinary person in Sequence 8 is almost the head of the small game. There's nowhere to say that quick exploits break through the invisible ceiling.

what to do?

Boil it!

In a word, Sequence 9 to Sequence 8, boil. Sequence 8 to Sequence 7 are even harder. This is the case with law enforcers in small places. Unless you are good enough, lucky enough, and have connections, you will be directly seconded when you reach Sequence 8, and then the contract will be terminated and rehired. If you can't be outstanding and don't have a background, you can only endure hardships. If you are lucky, if you don't go crazy or get shot by a cultist when you are about sixty years old, you will be able to endure it.

That's how the median sequence of some old-age care in Water Yarn City came from.

After all, this place is not a big city.

There are definitely not too many resources that can be allocated from the top, and in addition to the free salaries and the layers of eating and taking cards, the Beyonders in small places are actually more down-to-earth than imagined.

Sometimes, they even take on some handicraft work.

For example, scholars can transcribe some ancient books for the nobles, and temper themselves by the way. If they are lucky, they may be able to find this secret book and go back to study. Craftsmen can use a hammer to knock some special mechanical parts to sell to factories. If they are strong enough, they can go to the pier to see the scene. Some of them can also nourish the ladies for a long time and slow down the aging process.

This is the small place.

Becoming an Extraordinary is not as thrilling as one might imagine, being able to fight against the evil cultists in the story. I can save a little spare money, but I can't save too much to cross the ceiling. Maybe two or three generations of hard work can be successfully accepted into the upper-class circle.

Small places also mean serious solidification. It is hard to say that you can see the fierce flow of big cities. It seems that everyone is doomed from the moment they are born, whether they are mud-legged or noble.

Such a life doesn't seem like a big deal.

Antoine secretly plucked a piece of hay and put it in his mouth, thinking about what happened last night. A nouveau riche dog can't stop eating shit, and his **** wants to fight a village girl. I don't know if he is unwilling to give money or something, but he is killed by someone or stabbed to death by a knife.

The big man above asked him to check, saying that there was something suspicious at the scene.

Suspicious ass!

It's just to see that the people under them can't be leisurely and deliberately find something to toss them. This can't control the crotch of the crotch, can there be any doubts, what is the son of the Labour Party, if he has no money and no background, he will be convicted and thrown into prison and wait for others to get it. Some people have hinted that this matter can't be mixed up, it's really messed up upset.

Thankless things, who wants to do them? At least Antoine didn't want to.

He was chewing on the hay, and his eyes could not help but glance at two figures, one tall and one short, both of them were well-dressed, and the demeanor of a big city gentleman was busy. High-end stuff. Hey, envy, envy can't come, it's all gold pounds.

Gao Antoine knew, the great detective Sherlock.

I heard that there is no case that he can't solve, whether it is an ordinary murder case or an extraordinary infringement case, he can accurately catch the murderer like an eagle, and ruthlessly expose all the sophistry of the other party.

The short one is called Lynn. I heard that he is a law enforcer from a big place. He looks like an elf. The most talked about by the ladies at night is how good he is. It's really pretty, not to mention those ladies, even Antoine, looking at this platinum-blond blue-eyed boy, thinks that his mother is not the beauty that a man should have.

He suddenly understood why so many priests like to exorcise little boys every year.

Too bad I'm not good at it.

Antoine spit on the ground in a bored manner. He sincerely envied those two handsome gentlemen. Although they were a little dangerous in a bustling big city, even if they were qualified, they would come faster than in a small place. There is a chance to spell the bit sequence.

median sequence.

From Sequence 6 to the saints, they are the components of the power center. They share the rule of this continent with those shrewd and capable superiors.

Just when Antoine was bored and felt that his life was really boring and boring, thinking about what the two gentlemen from the big cities came here to do, he suddenly raised his brows, because the two men who were slandering in his heart suddenly raised his eyebrows. Mr. is walking towards him.

walking towards you?

He is only 28 years old, and he has fired no more than 50 rounds of pistols in his life. He has never fought once in a real sense. His greatest contribution in life is that he once caught two thieves who saw blood, but there is still some vague hope in his heart. Tovan~www.wuxiamtl.com~ His heart suddenly started beating.

Could it be that?

Antoine felt that his breathing became a little short, and he vaguely felt something.

Until the great detective named Sherlock came to him, this tall man with sharp eyes shot Antoine up and down like an X-ray, and then he seemed to see what was in his heart. Nervous and hesitant, the ambition to be unwilling to be trapped in a small place forever, showing a clear smile.

Sherlock patted Antoine on the shoulder very kindly, and his voice shone into his heart like a ray of light, as if he heard the roar from his own soul.

"Antoine, do you want to be a big man? Just today, right here!"

Lynn's mouth twitched.

He clearly noticed that Sherlock was guiding the law enforcer in this small town.

"Of course! Mr. Sherlock, I want to be like you, I want to be as radiant and eye-catching as you!" Antoine blushed, and he waved his fists in a hoarse look.

The muscles in Mr. Little's face were twisted.

He felt that Sherlock must be a dangerous person. With this ability to easily lead an Beyonder into a frenzy, maybe one person could incite thousands of ordinary people into a zero-dollar purchase state.

"Okay, Antoine, I knew I didn't see the wrong person." Sherlock smiled with satisfaction. "Now, there is a chance before you, I have Mr. Lynn, ready to inspect Mr. Leonardo's tent, we are all gentlemen, know the rules, just hope to clear a gentleman. If you are willing to provide If you cooperate, if we can clear his injustice, then all the glory will belong to you."