My lover is this organization

"About your organization..." As if a flash of inspiration came to him, these words somehow came out of John Wick's mouth.

"Gulu!"

Just as he finished speaking, Qin Wuque, who had been soaking in the water pretending to be dead, suddenly moved. A big bubble came out from under his head. He stood up suddenly from the water, and when he stood up, he created a huge wave that splashed directly on the face of the Night Demon who was sitting by the bathtub.

John Wick looked in surprise at this guy who had suddenly revived with full blood and became full of energy. He strode through the blue waves and sat down beside him.

Qin Wuque slapped the Night Demon's shoulder vigorously, with a smile on his face that was somewhere between the brilliance of a fool and the coquettishness of a big brother.

"Hey, if you hadn't reminded me, I would have almost forgotten. Come on, it's just in time, the next step is the induction training time!"

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Tax refund call + royalties settlement, double happiness, Wuhu~

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Chapter 149 On-the-job Training

Maybe it was the wrong time, or maybe the hot spring in the mainland hotel was not open to everyone. In any case, when Qin Wuque and John Wick entered the hot spring, there was no one in the entire hot spring. Only the green waves with the aroma of lavender essential oil were surging under the push of the water pump.

As the saying goes, the place that can best enhance men's emotions, besides the wine table, military camp, dormitory, and brothel, is the bathhouse, and the next best is the Internet cafe.

After all, not everyone in the world likes to play games.

Qin Wuque didn't have much intention of improving his relationship with the Night Demon. He chose this kind of place for his induction training because he could ensure that a certain silver-haired beauty would not suddenly rush in when he was happily talking nonsense, step on his head with her foot, and continuously aim and fire.

"First of all, you have to understand that our organization is a very large team with influence throughout Europe and Asia. On the surface, it is the Japanese super consortium Karasuma Group. And because there are so many members, internal discipline must be strict. Every core member has his or her own code name, and real names are generally not revealed to others."

Next to the bathing pool, Yongran's pupil magician was beaming with joy, like an older brother who was explaining the "military training survival rules" and "how to successfully slack off under the instructor's nose" to a younger brother who was one or two years younger than him.

But the Night Demon was listening seriously, and John Wick immediately thought of a silver-haired beauty who called herself Gin: "Are all the members of your organization codenamed after wine?"

"As expected of a Night Demon, you are really smart and get things done at once!" Qin Wuque snapped his fingers with a clear sound, the corners of his mouth curled up wildly, "It is not easy for ordinary people to obtain the code name of the core members. It can even be said to be very high. You must have a certain level of ability to be absorbed into the organization as a core member. After being absorbed as a core member, you will be given a corresponding code name, such as Sherry Gin, Vermouth, Chianti Cohn, Bourbon, Vodka, etc...."

"What's your code name?" John Wick asked.

"Me?" Qin Wuque scratched his head. "Snow Beer, brave the world."

"It sounds a bit long." The Night Devil hesitated.

"It's not long. It's just an advertising slogan. I said it this way for the sake of convenience and to make sure no one remembers it. The real code name is just Snow Beer, which is easy to remember."

"No, I mean..." Night Demon paused, "What you said at the beginning were all types of wine, but what you just said was the name of the wine factory. If it was the kind of beer you mentioned, it should be called American Light Lager."

"Oh, you mean that one?" Qin Wuque shrugged. "I chose that one myself. I didn't like the original one, so I changed it."

"……what?"

John Wick just felt a little lost.

When he first heard Qin Wuque's description, he felt that this was just a weakened version of the Japanese server's High Table. The organization had strict discipline and a clear membership structure, just like an aircraft carrier made up of countless small parts. Even the code names were only for core members. How come they could suddenly change codes at will?

"There's nothing I can do. The person in charge of the organization now is the former second-in-command. The problem is that he is too much of a paratrooper. Using the code name he gave me would make me feel extremely frustrated, so I chose one that I like." Qin Wuque explained, "Do you know what frustration is? It's the favorite frustration of a certain French largest potato production base."

"Uh……"

John Wick doesn't focus on the gaming aspect, so he can't pick up the gag.

I don’t know if it was his illusion, but on the surface it seemed to be an on-the-job training, but in essence it had turned into a complaining conference, and it was a bit like crosstalk.

What's even more ridiculous is that he is the one who is responsible for the supporting role to promote the development of the plot...

Seeing that Night Demon stopped talking, Qin Wuque was not embarrassed. He continued, "As for the original leader of the organization, he is dead. Wuwan Renye died at the age of ninety-nine. He founded the current organization half a century before his death. It's a bit rough to say that he founded a simple alchemy organization at the beginning, but it was inexplicably managed to become what it is now."

"Alchemy?" The Night Demon was at a loss.

"Alchemy, alchemy, alchemy." Qin Wuque repeated it three times in one breath. "Have you heard the story of Qin Shihuang asking Xu Fu to find the elixir of immortality?"

"I've learned a little bit..."

"Then this Karasuma Renya didn't plan to send anyone to look for it. He chose to refine one himself."

Yongran's pupil master rolled his eyes and said, "In the end, he died before the elixir was even finished. Fortunately, the second-in-command, Rum, was also a loyal man. After taking over the organization, he did not monopolize power directly. Instead, he created a semi-artificial intelligence based on the thinking mode of Karasuma Renya, and then changed the research and development direction from the immortal elixir to the resurrection coin."

"Want to resurrect the dead? Can you do it?" John Wick understood immediately, and a light flashed inexplicably in his eyes.

Qin Wuque didn't notice and continued, "I don't know, but it should be considered half successful... I can only say that their idea is very awesome, and they are going to become a soul killer to achieve immortality."

"How do you do that?"

"To put it simply, it is to extract a person's consciousness, and then convert it into data and store it in the network. In this way, as long as the data is not completely cleared, he will be absolutely immortal." Qin Wuque let out a long breath, spread his arms and placed them on the edge of the bathtub, and sank down a bit.

"However, whether it is the resurrection coin, the consciousness extractor, or the soul decoder, they are still in the development stage. No one can say for sure whether they will succeed in the end. As long as any of the projects has flaws, it will lead to failure in the end."

"What a devilish idea." John Wick shook his head, but he shuddered in his heart.

"Okay, you take your time in the bath. I'm leaving first. I'm starving. I've been busy until now and haven't had lunch yet. If I continue to bathe, I'll starve to death in the mainland hotel." Qin Wuque pushed himself up from the bathtub with his arms. The warm water filled with the aroma of lavender essential oil flowed down along the muscle lines of his body.

He patted the tattoo on the Night Demon's shoulder, then stepped out of the bathtub and strode away.

……

Five minutes later, Qin Wuque, still damp in his white bathrobe, staggered back to the door of his own guest room.

Then, he saw the pale orange light from the wall lamps on both sides of the hotel corridor, and he was surprised to find that the door of his room was actually open, and there was no light on inside. Looking inside from the outside, the room was pitch black.

No, he even stole things in a mainland hotel. Are you so bold?

Qin Wuque was shocked.

What's even more outrageous is that this thief not only came to a mainland hotel to steal, but he also did it openly and with an extremely arrogant attitude. He didn't even bother to pick the lock or cover up the traces of the burglary, but simply and brutally broke the lock of his room with a single shot.

Isn’t it... in this river?

Qin Wuque was dumbfounded. Rather than killing the thief, he wanted to know which hero was so brave.

So he opened the door and walked in. His slippers made no sound as they stepped on the wooden floor.

And just as he stepped into the room, a fierce whip kick with a hint of coolness, like a blooming winter plum blossom, came whistling at him with a faint sound of breaking through the air.

Qin Wuque raised his hand and grabbed it without thinking, and the moment of contact, he felt a smooth and soft texture from the palm of his hand.

"Good legs!"

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It's 4:30 and I haven't had lunch yet. I feel like I'm starving to death... I can't code anymore

Chapter 150 This is a young couple flirting!

A high whip kick came from the wall inside the door, carrying the fragrance of plum blossoms blooming in winter, accompanied by a faint sound of breaking through the air, and was easily blocked by Qin Wuque with one hand.

"Good legs!" Feeling the smooth and soft touch coming from the palm of his hand, the Yongran pupil master exclaimed loudly.

In fact, for most people in this world, raising their legs so high in a direct confrontation is indeed a very dangerous thing.

Because using a high whip kick indiscriminately means that your foot needs to travel a long distance in the air before hitting the target, which is called a long forward swing.

And during this period you must stand on one leg, and it is certain that your center of gravity will be unstable. Once the opponent reacts and dodges your high whip kick in time or blocks it directly, you will be pinned to the ground and hit back, or even killed, which is almost inevitable.

Therefore, unless you are certain that the kick will be successful, you will never use the high whip kick in a head-on confrontation for no reason.

Oh, there is one exception...that is, the person who kicked is Bruce Lee.

But the person who kicked out obviously couldn't be Bruce Lee. Not to mention that this martial arts master had passed away as early as 1973. More importantly... this leg was a woman's leg.

The female intruder hid in the darkness and launched a sneak attack. As a preemptive strike, she was confident that her kick would be successful.

And...she seemed to be quite familiar with Qin Wuque's fighting habits.

boom!

The air that was squeezed out when the bodies collided violently exploded in the darkness, and the two separated as soon as they touched. The female invader was prepared. She retracted her legs before Qin Wuque tightened his five fingers to grab her slender ankle.

This is a kick that focuses on speed rather than strength.

Qin Wuque grabbed nothing.

"Oh?" Yongran's pupil master raised his eyebrows slightly.

He didn't expect that the other party was so familiar with his fighting habits, and coupled with the previous kick with a refreshing fragrance, he had actually guessed the identity of the female invader in his heart.

But...what's the point of doing this?

It's really incomprehensible.

At the same time, the second wave of attacks had already arrived.

The failure of her high whip kick seemed to make the female invader realize that it was unrealistic to disrupt Qin Wuque's center of gravity through physical attacks, so she simply gave up the idea of ​​continuing to kick and instead sprinted forward, using her body as a cannonball and relying on the huge inertia generated by the sprint to knock Qin Wuque out of the room, causing him to stagger.

Qin Wuque was suddenly enveloped in the warm orange light from the wall lamps on both sides of the corridor. The sudden and drastic change in light intensity caused his pupils, which had almost adapted to the dark environment, to shrink again.

A pair of slender white female hands reached out from the darkness behind the door, grabbed Qin Wuque's collar and pulled him back inside.

In the moment of alternation between light and darkness, a familiar face flashed across the vision of the Eternal Burning Pupil Mage.

It is no longer as cold as the inorganic coldness of the past, but instead has a sense of madness.

Qin Wuque was slightly startled, but at this moment he had been grabbed by the collar and thrown high into the air. The sudden feeling of weightlessness made Qin Wuque exclaim in a flat tone.

"Ouch~ I was knocked away~"

The weightlessness was only temporary, and the expected painful hard landing never came.

Instead of falling onto the hard wooden floor, he fell into a large, soft sofa, the soft and flexible springs underneath the sofa effectively weakening the impact of his landing.

It was as if a huge cushion was placed under the person who jumped off the building to commit suicide. The impact that could have hurt the person or caused him to break bones suddenly became just a slight shock.

“Oh my…”

The Yongran pupil magician held his waist with one hand and groaned like an elderly person with osteoporosis, while his other hand quietly climbed up the back of the sofa and pulled his body up to sit up.

A silver figure flew up, and placed her slender white hands on Qin Wuque's chest. The next second, she sat on him like a jumping goat, and pressed the latter, who had just barely stood up, back onto the sofa.

Since the hands are on the chest, the place to sit down is naturally the waist.

Qin Wuque was very glad that he was still hungry at the moment, otherwise he would be turned into a jet fighter on the spot.

The only difference is that other people's Splatoon ejected from their ASS after biting Wallace, while he ejected directly from his mouth... Ugh!

"Oh my god~" Qin Wuque rolled his eyes helplessly, "So, Captain Qin, what do you want to do..."

Click!

Before he could finish his words, there was the sound of a bullet being loaded, and a unique metallic coolness pressed against his neck.

"We can talk it out, please spare my life..." Qin Wuque raised his hands high in a timely manner.

But no words came from the darkness, only a burst of increasingly rapid breathing.

Shit, so what is going on?

Qin Wuque said with a smile.

The two people in the darkness kept silent with each other tacitly, and no one spoke.

however……

despair!

The sound of a light switch being turned on came from the door of the room.

The next moment, warm light descended from the sky, illuminating the originally dark room.

"Hmm~"

Facing the slightly dazzling light from the crystal chandelier on the ceiling above his head, Qin Wuque squinted his eyes and caught a glimpse of a certain dishevelled silver-haired beauty sitting on his waist in a standard duck sitting posture. She was only wearing a suspender-style translucent white silk nightgown. The flesh color could be vaguely seen under the thin gauze fabric that wrapped her delicate body, giving people a hazy beauty.

What completely sublimates this beauty is the gold-plated M1911 in her hand. The silver-haired beauty holds it tightly with her five fingers clasped together, and the muzzle points directly at the door.

Qin Wuque was very sure that Captain Qin had just used this powerful weapon to press against his chin.

So, with great curiosity, he stood up slightly and glanced out from above the height of the sofa back.

Outside the door, a waitress from a mainland hotel with an embarrassed look on her face was waving her hands rapidly, mumbling English as if she was eager to explain something, and holding a large-caliber revolver in her right hand.

She was probably attracted by the fighting sounds coming from the room just now, thinking that someone was brave enough to carry out a mission in a mainland hotel. However, when she turned on the light, she saw that it was a young couple flirting. The atmosphere suddenly became extremely awkward.

"Get out!" The silver-haired beauty had a cold expression on her face, and her dark green pupils were filled with anger.