Regarding Renti's request, I am mentally prepared, after all, a guy whose strength is not weaker than me, or even stronger than me, is asked to join my team, and it is not okay to pay a little, but this payment also depends on which kind of pay, if it is out of my bottom line, even if I don't want his combat power, what if. (8) (1) Δ文网*.┡81.

I looked at Wren with a smile and said, "Say it, I'll listen to you." ”

Wren said: "My request is very simple, that is, I will not carry out all your orders. ”

"Explain which commands you will execute and which you will not execute." ”

Wren said: "I can carry out all orders related to the glory of the family, and as for other orders, I will carry them out according to the situation." ”

"Any other requirements?" I asked.

"No," Wren shook his head.

"I can accommodate your request, so let's talk about the next question," I said lightly, "Are you going to go to Moonlight City with me, or are you going to stay in this decaying Eri City?" ”

"Can Moonlight City open a casino?" Wren asked.

"Eighty percent can't," I said.

"Then I'm not going," he said, "and if I don't hear the noise of the gamblers for a day, my old bones will be uncomfortable." ”

"Oh? Does this sound have the effect of making you comfortable? I asked.

"Of course" Wren smiled slightly, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and said, "As long as I am in those noisy and lively atmospheres, I can suppress the urge to kill." ”

"Yo, listening to you say that, we're a bit alike," I said, "I occasionally have the urge to kill someone." ”

"Hehe, young people better learn to be more calm," Wren said, "It's too irritable, but it's easy to have problems." ”

"The elderly should recuperate," I said, "always excited and easy to hurt my bones." ”

With that, I confronted Wren and laughed.

After laughing, I asked Rene: "Boss Rennes, how much strength did you use to test you just now?" ”

Wren said: "Two points." ”

I nodded, relieved: "No wonder I didn't even have a little killing intent, it only took two points." ”

As I spoke, I turned to him and said, "What do you think I will do if you use ten points of strength?" ”

"It's hard to say," Wren said, "Maybe you will be killed by me in an instant, or maybe I will be killed by you in an instant." ”

"Why?"

"Although I just tested you just now, but you didn't look like you were contributing at all, so let's start an attack."

Wren said.

I laughed self-deprecatingly.

Five-five, just kidding, the power of the last stab directly bruised my arm, although later, in a few seconds, my arm had fully recovered, but just these few seconds interval, Wren was enough to kill me a dozen times.

Although not as crushing as Achilles, Wren's strength should definitely not be underestimated.

Thinking of this, I was inexplicably a little nervous, wanting to experience the sense of oppression that Wren could have when he was the strongest in his strength.

So, I put the big knife between my legs and said with a smile: "Boss Rennes, can I have the honor to try the feeling of oppression that you can bring me in the strongest state?" ”

Wren coughed and said, "Do you have a masochistic habit?" ”

"Of course not," I said bluntly.

"Then why are you uncomfortable?" Wren wondered.

"I just want to feel how big the gap is between the strong and me."

"You don't think about it anymore?" Wren said: "This kind of temptation is likely to make you feel uncomfortable. ”

"I don't want to," I said, "come on." ”

Wren nodded, he gently placed the small object in his hand on the table, and then the atmosphere in the room became solemn, even the air became condensed, and the breathing was also oppressed at the same time, gradually becoming difficult.

I frowned slightly, and Wren said, "Now it's fifty percent strength, are you sure you want to continue to increase?" ”

"Of course," I said lightly, recovering my usual expression.

As soon as the words fell, I felt a momentum like a wave, slapping towards my face, and I was suffocated in an instant if I didn't prepare for it for a while.

Fortunately, I was used to facing danger and death, and after a brief moment of discomfort, I adjusted my breathing slightly to try to get back to the best of my best.

However, at this moment, I saw Wren looking at my body, his expression was serious, solemn, and thoughtful.

Following his gaze, I saw a faint black mist, mixed with specks of red blood, constantly precipitating from the skin, like water vapor, gathering together, enveloping my whole body, condensing but not dissipating.

It was the killing intent that came out of my body.

After listening to the persuasion of Da Taidao, I will take a certain amount of time every day to exercise my killing intent, precipitate, converge, precipitate, continue to converge, and repeat.

After a period of time, I now, as long as I want to, the killing intent can be smoothly precipitated from my body, and I don't need to brew any mood anymore.

And today, I once again showed another characteristic that I possess after exercising killing intent - when threatened and oppressed, killing intent will naturally precipitate and condense into a black fog on its own.

Although the amount of black mist that can be precipitated at present is very small and thin, it is also beyond my expectations, after all, this kind of thing has never happened before.

With the precipitation of killing intent, the surrounding oppressive force suddenly decreased, and instantly returned to the original state.

The corners of Wren's mouth moved slightly, and he said, "Good boy, there is still this hand, it seems that I don't need to show mercy to my subordinates." ”

After that, a very strong oppressive force rushed again, and this oppressive force was faintly like the first breath he released when he first met Achilles.

No wonder Wren was able to escape from Ascension under Achilles' counterattack, it seems that he really has two brushes!

This oppressive force was so strong that I was directly suffocated by the killing intent.

In desperation, I could only release more killing intent.

Every time I release a little bit of killing intent, I try to control it and prevent it from encroaching on my mind.

After controlling a little bit of killing intent, I would release more of the next bit of killing intent to accumulate the black mist of killing intent on the outer layer of my skin and slow down the impact of the oppression on me.

A little release, a little control, a little accumulation, it didn't take long for Wren's oppression to become less uncomfortable, and the amount of killing intent I could control had reached a critical value.

With red eyes blazing, I smiled unnaturally cruel and asked Wren, "How much strength do you have?" ”

Sweat droplets appeared on Wren's forehead, but not much, and he said lightly: "It's almost ten." ”