Shoot The Dragon With One Arrow

This exorcism squad has a total of seven people, all of them tall and strong men.

Parker's face was dark blue, obviously he was beaten hard, and he still firmly protected his wife behind him.

"teacher!" Parker looked at Evan who appeared in surprise.

"teacher? Isn't he the founder of the realism school? I heard that he can sell a Gold Coin for a painting, it is a cash cow." The exorcism squad looked at Evan, his eyes lightened. .

Pike yelled: "teacher, go! Wife, you also go, I will help you to delay the time."

Speaking, Pike rushed to the squad bravely. .

Parker is a painter, holding a paintbrush all day long. Although he can't be called weak, he can't be called Jianshuo. Before he ran over, he was kicked by a team member Kick it.

"Fuck, dare to resist!" The player was unsure of his breath and wanted to kick again, but at the next moment, his neck was pierced by a wooden arrow.

"What?" The other team members hadn't reacted yet, and the arrow had harvested their lives like a sickle of death.

whiz whiz whiz whiz...Evan shot seven arrows in two seconds.

The arrows have no false hair, all hits accurately.

"You guys go." Pike stood up with the pain, only to find that the squad had been wiped out. He was stunned until her wife ran over to support him. "Pike, who is your teacher? That's amazing!"

"He is the founder of Realism and the person I respect most."

"Pike, mercenary Are the guild painters okay?" Evan asked.

Parker's expression was dim, "Five people died, now there are only eight people left."

Although the training course was just a temporary intention, it was after all the ten that called his teacher. The three of them, Evan sighed at the news.

"By the way, teacher, come with us, Master Harold has been looking for you." Parker picked up the parcel from the ground and put the painting in it cautiously. "Now Saipan City Everyday all will kill a lot of people and can’t stay any longer."

"I just heard that Saipan is closed, where are you going?"

During the long-distance journey, the only means of transportation is the airship, driving a carriage or walking on two feet, for most people, ten deaths without life.

There are demonic beasts and various poison insect miasma in the wild, and even the fourth rank powerhouse can hardly guarantee their own safety.

"Master Harold has a private airship that can leave Saipan. There is an empty space on the airship just to wait for the teacher."

Evan smacked his lips, although he knew Uncle De is very rich, but didn't expect to be so rich. The cost of the airship is extremely expensive, and the Saipan Airship Center has only two permanent resident ships.

The true richest man in Saipan turned out to be Uncle De!

Evan walked into the house and looked at the father and daughter in the corner, "Give you two minutes to pack your things, and I will take you away!"

"Thank you, thank you." middle- The aged man can't help but thank you very much. "It's saved, daughter, we're saved."

"Evan, you..." Louis has a complicated expression. From his perspective, naturally, he doesn't want Evan to leave. But thinking about it from another angle, he felt that Evan's decision was stupid.

"Don't persuade me, lest I regret it," Evan said.

Evan escorted Pike to the mercenary guild all the way, but he did not go in because he was afraid of shaking his resolve. He himself didn't know why he made such a decision.

"I'm afraid it's after the strength has grown, it has swelled." Evan smiled, "The correct choice should be how far you go."

Defense officer, Sister Kama, the idiots at Qingmu Village, Millil, the friendship can't be considered is very deep, isn't it?

But Evan couldn't escape alone.

Not far, Evan turned his head and saw an airship rising from the mercenary guild and flying into the sky.

"Let's go, accompany me to another place." Evan said.

"It's even now." Louis hammered Evan in the chest.

"What's the balance?" Evan asked.

"If you hadn't insisted on killing the half-demon in the Academy, my identity would not be exposed. Speaking of which, this is all you drag me into the water." Louis's mouth curled up." Okay, now that you have given up a chance to escape, my heart is balanced."

"Didn't expect you are quite careful."

"As a human being , It’s normal to be careful."

"Yes."

……

The place Evan is going to is Baker.

Along the way, he saw that many shops had been smashed and looted, but the car dealers were free from trouble, and the windows were intact, because people knew that the things produced here were magic cars, which could not be sold. Goods going out.

If it is not sold, it is worthless.

Faced with this situation, Evan didn't know what expression to face.

"Is the magic car so unpopular?"

There was no one in the car dealership, so they turned around and went to the production plant.

"Joel!" Evan shouted.

The production plant was also empty, with no one.

"Evan, is this Evan?" Just when Evan was about to leave, a small voice came from somewhere.

"It's me!"

The floor was lifted, and Joel's head stuck out, "We are here."

Since I found something wrong with Saipan , Joel collected a large wave of supplies in advance, and hid in the basement of the production factory with the workers.

I was lucky to avoid the chaos.

There is no shortage of workers, but there are two more workers. They are two newly recruited personnel responsible for research.

"It's really very good to see you all right." Joel sighed with emotion.

Is it true? Evan carefully observed Joel's expression, but didn't see much joy on his face.

"Boss." Bobby Uncle greeted him with a smile on his face, "old fogey is worth it in my life, and I finally developed the most satisfying product. The Phantom Generation is complete, let’s take a look. Look."

After all, the workers have previous experience in manufacturing magic cars, and the various magic technologies of this World are very convenient. After reforming several questions raised by Evan, the first generation The finished product is produced.

When he heard the words Boss, the expression on Joel's face stiffened a bit, but he quickly concealed it.

Bobby Uncle dragged Evan to an object covered by canvas, and then tore off the canvas, revealing the magic car below.

Evan eyes shined, although the overall is very rough, and in order to contain various parts, the actual production is larger than the design drawing, but after all, there is his design as the base, the deviation is not big, just The styling crushes the previous magic car into slag.

It is not very different from the off-road vehicles on Earth.

"The brakes, damping tires, and the speed adjustment system are all installed...Boss, you are a genius. If you can think of these ideas, I'm sure that the new Phantom Magic car can definitely be sold. Go, and it's a big sale." Bobby Uncle gave a thumbs up. "My Bobby hasn't been able to convince people in my life, Boss, you are the first one."

"Unfortunately, although the magic car was developed, Saipan is now a mess, and there is no way to sell it. Go, I don't know when this chaos is big." Joel said.

Evan glanced at Joel, the body of the patted magic car, nodded satisfied, "Bobby Uncle, your craftsmanship is indispensable for making the phantom. Such a great contribution cannot be denied. , Let’s do it, I’ll give you 5 percent from my 50 percent share."

When I heard Evan’s words, the other workers suddenly looked at Bobby with envy. The prospect of capable cars is naked eye. It can be seen that this five percent is extremely valuable.

Bobby's excited lips trembled upon hearing this.

"Other workers also have rewards. I will give another 5 percent to Bobby Uncle, and ask Bobby Uncle to allocate them according to their contribution."

"Thanks Boss ."

"Thanks to Boss."

The workers were overjoyed. At this moment, Evan was like God of Wealth in their hearts.

The magic car was manufactured, and Joel's attitude towards him changed a little. This change made him wary. Uncle De and Earl Drake only provided funds and had no strength control over the factory. It hurts Evan to divide the ten percent, but if you don't divide it, it's hard to guarantee that Joel covets his 50 percent share. He needs someone to counter Joel if he comes up with a moth. As a technical backbone, Bobby Uncle deserves some rewards.

"Evan, you are so generous." Joel licked his lips. "I believe you very much now. Five percent of the share is worth a thousand dollars."

"You guys Keep hiding for a few more days, don’t go out, this chaos should end soon."