This brave man is a scumbag

Chapter 177

In the previous life, Zhou Li had heard of the name Jesslot more than once.In addition to the fact that this man is recognized as a "high-strength pile driver" and is also a veteran player who has won the trophy tournament for four consecutive times, he also has an identity that is astonishing in the past.

The first witcher, and the last one.

In this world, it is an undoubted rule that any profession needs the existence of trade unions to continue.However, the reason why the rules appear is to set off the talents of those geniuses who use the rules as paper.Jeslot is even more important.

Not only did he create a brand new profession, but he also declared at Twelve Quarters that the gods are nothing but trash, and that only trash would set up unions to seek the protection of the gods. That year, he was 19 years old.

Yes, Jeslot became a demigod level demon hunter when he was 19 years old.No gods to protect, no unions to build, no wealth of tight-fitting masked men.He just researched and made it himself, and became a demon hunter.

After angrily complaining that there were still many professional unions in the [-]th quarter, Jeslot directly slaughtered the four Apocalypse Knights and their men who were raging in Yingnan with one sword and one crossbow.Although the destructive power and influence of the four knights of the apocalypse are far less than that of disasters, in Yingnan, the knights of the apocalypse are like a dung beetle who meets constipation, and they are very comfortable.

After all, the birth of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse is due to the continuous outbreak of plague, war, death and pain in Yingnan.

At this time, someone will ask, why didn't they take action at twelve quarters in the face of these four monsters raging in the world?What about other countries?What are you doing?

Haha, of course it's another day hanging by the void.

Therefore, even if the 19-year-old Jesslot is a hero in the world and a demon hunter in the bad-mouthed world, all professional unions and Twelve Quarters have not taken any action against him.After all, Jeslot is a real worker, and this kid has no shortcomings other than a bit of a bad mouth, a bit of a piling habit, and being a gambling dog every day.

And if there is something he really wants to do, he can deal with it.

"Good job, lad."

Of course, Jesslot, who is over 60 years old, is no longer the irritable old man who spouts every day.He inserted the blade into the Stitch Monster's throat, twisted it hard, and the silver light instantly engulfed the Stitch Monster.He looked at Zhou Li with a deep and magnetic voice:
"This Munro monster and the chameleon behind you are here specifically to find you."

"Oh?"

Zhou Li didn't have any ill feeling toward this man, he manipulated the black mist to throw the lump of green meat on the ground, and asked curiously, "Why did you say that?"

"The Monroe monster has no brains and is completely under the command of the person who created it. It is impossible for him to appear here for no reason."

Crouching down to put the green jelly left by the silver light into a silver box, Gerost asked, "If my guess is correct, the werewolves and vampires should have appeared."

"It came out the other day that the werewolf staged a show where I killed myself and the vampires weren't found."

Zhou Li walked aside and took Elma over, and then said to Jeslot: "The bandage monster also appeared, and killed a capitalist. There was also a skeleton giant, which destroyed the church where the Gospel was stored."

"what?"

Obviously, Gerost was not prepared for so much information.He raised his head, eyes a little dull.

"By the way, there is another news."

Zhou Li shrugged and said very calmly: "The Gospel is gone."

"Ran?"

Jeslot exhaled in astonishment, "You said the Gospels got lost?"

"I ran with my legs open, I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it either."

After snapping his fingers to remove the black mist used to protect the house with blood, Zhou Li leaned slightly and made a gesture of invitation: "Come in for a chat?"

"Ah."

Jeslot didn't hesitate either, and walked into Zhou Li's detective agency after nodding his head.At this time, Elma's emotions also calmed down, and she walked into the kitchen habitually, and began to prepare black tea.

"Is she your wife?"

Jeslot glanced at Alma in the kitchen, then quickly looked away.Obviously, this man, who once dared to drive a piling to a wolf priestess from the upper body, has stopped distracting thoughts.

"My assistant."

Zhou Li smiled, then took out a business card and handed it to Jesslot: "Forster, a detective."

"Oh?"

Jeslot took the business card with great interest and looked at it, then he remembered Zhou Li's fighting consciousness comparable to his own, and asked curiously: "Are all detectives so fierce now?"

"I'm an exception."

Zhou Li is not modest. After all, the embarrassing title of "The Most Powerful Legend in the Empire·The King of Detectives in the South of England·Legend of the Dragon——Detective Forster" has already resounded throughout Jordan. Anyone who asks about it will know Among the detectives, I am the most able to fight, and among those who can fight, I am the most capable detective.

Jeslot had no idea about Zhou Li's admission.After taking a sip of black tea, Jeslot said straight to the point: "Detective Folders, may I ask why you came to Jordan?"

Before Zhou Li could answer, Jeslot put down his teacup and continued with a calm expression, "Or should I call you Brave One?"

"Cough, it seems I can't hide it."

Zhou Li coughed lightly, and then, under Jeslot's penetrating gaze, he said frankly:
"Yes, I am..."

"The hero's substitute, Monday."

You haven't forgotten this crop yet, have you?

Elma on the side swallowed the black tea forcibly, and the corner of her mouth twitched.Jeslot obviously didn't expect Zhou Li to have such a move, so he was stunned.

"what?"

After a while, Jeslot spat out a single syllable.

Obviously, he underestimated Zhou Li's lower limit.

"You, what are you talking about?"

Jeslot just asked this sentence, Zhou Li said directly:
"I came to Yingnan to discuss the opening of trade with the nobles on behalf of Zhou Li, but I was stuck in Jordan because of a series of problems."

"How do you prove your identity?"

Jeslot, who was somewhat unsure, asked, and Zhou Li had already prepared for this question.

"Do you know Magnum III?"

Facing Zhou Li's question, Jeslot nodded, and said as a matter of course: "Of course, the current king of Magnum, I have met him."

"You can call him and ask him if he dares to say I'm not Monday."

Uh uh.

He seems to be quite confident.

Although it was somewhat inexplicable, Jeslot reluctantly chose to believe Zhou Li's words.He thought for a while and asked, "Then Mr. Monday, can you tell me what happened recently?"

"of course."

Zhou Li smiled, leaned on the sofa, and said very calmly:
"Let me organize the language first."

I have to polish it up.

(End of this chapter)