In Zhang Chen's opinion, the textile church should be just a little bit bigger organization, and the number of people will never exceed a hundred.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be just a few people who can beat them in the movie.

However, facts often exceed his imagination.

When the two people who came to look for him took him out of the restoration pond room, Zhang Chen was stunned when he saw the situation outside.

People, dense people.

Thousands of workers worked hard and quickly walked around the textile factory used to cover up people's ears.

The carts carrying goods are filled with all kinds of clothes, from fashionable clothes to workers' blue clothes, there is no shortage of them.

Among these workers, they are strong and can be seen at a glance that they are extremely powerful. They should have the ability of assassin, at least twenty percent.

This is not the number of people who are not mixed with those workers and are full-time as assassins.

From this we can see how strong the Textile Church is at this time!

But this has a clear conflict with the mission in the Rubik's Cube world, because at this time, the Textile Church obviously has more than the mission target!

If you think about it carefully, Zhang Chen could probably guess that the requirements put forward by the mission in the Rubik's Cube World were probably to be truly calculated after he became the leader.

Otherwise, what is the component of his "leadership"?

Thinking of this, Zhang Chen made up his mind to get the position of this leader as soon as possible.

Otherwise, if this generation of leaders were dizzy and made such a large force look like the hard-working workshop in the movie, wouldn’t he have a headache?

However, getting the leader down is not a problem, but how can you sit on it?

Zhang Chen turned his head to look at the two blond men and thought, this might be a breakthrough, right?

"Sloan, I think the leader has already told you about our teachings. How about it? Do you have any insights?"

The person who spoke was a man named Barlow. He was tall and his hands were very slender and slender, like a pianist. He was extremely dignified and obviously was not a simple person.

Zhang Chen laughed in his heart. Opinions are not the main issue. I am afraid that objections are the real focus?

"I think what the leader said makes sense." Zhang Chen said slowly, but his face looked reluctant.

When Barlow saw it, his eyes lit up immediately. He hurriedly looked at the man named Rand, and said hurriedly, "No one is perfect. Even our church has more or less wrong things. You can point them out directly. After all, the authorities are confused, right?"

This guy's words make sense.

Zhang Chen sighed secretly, and his face suddenly looked entangled. After Barlow and Rant had been persuading for a long time, he spoke, "I think it is too empty to simply obey the arrangement of fate. Since he has planned to get rid of the evil people, why don't he take action when he finds it and have to kill people under the arrangement of fate?"

Barlow suddenly became happy, and Zhang Chen's thoughts undoubtedly hit his mind.

"Sloan, do you think so too?" Rant said with a smile. "There are actually quite a few people who have thoughts like you, but most people have accepted fate since childhood, so they dare not reject the leader's arrangements. You are not the one who grew up in the church, and you can see clearly."

Rand and Barlow have similar figures, but his hands are not so beautiful. Instead, they are full of scars. They are probably a master of using swords.

Hearing Rand's words, Barlow waved his hand and said the lines he had prepared long ago, "Don't say much about this. If the leader finds out, it will affect Sloan."

Zhang Chen hurriedly looked excited, as if he was moved by Barlow's concern for him.

"I know, but I'm still a little dissatisfied!" Rand was obviously a black-faced man this time. "Why do we have to control all our actions by an unknown loom? Why do we have the strength but cannot truly help the weak? What is the purpose of the church establishment? Is it not to protect the workers, but to obey fate?"

"But what if you are not satisfied? The leader decides so, can you resist? You are not the leader!" Patton snorted coldly.

The two immediately started arguing, with the contents of "Why can't I be a leader" and "We don't have the ability to be a leader". In short, among these words, a message was subconsciously conveyed.

We have the same thoughts as you, but we don’t have the strength, should we help us?

Of course, Zhang Chen knew that taking a team in this situation is a good choice, but it is not now.

So, when the "quarrel" between Patton and Rand ended, what they saw was Zhang Chen looking into the distance, wondering what was thinking.

"Well, what are you thinking?" Patton asked curiously.

After a long time, Zhang Chen "responded" after "awareness". He pointed to the busy workers in the distance and said, "I'm wondering, what is the future of the church like?"

This question immediately made the two of them shut their mouths.

Zhang Chen’s problematic problem is very disgusting, just like the elementary school teacher asking students “What do students want to do when they grow up”. At first glance, there is no problem, but when you think about it carefully, it’s all like a fucking thing!

What is called dreams is based on random speculation without any basis and has no realization.

It is better to ask "what to eat tomorrow" than to say such words.

Therefore, for people like Patton and Rand who live on the edge of their lives, this inexplicable problem is that Zhang Chen was wearing Sloan's skin at this time, otherwise he would have been slapped back by them.

Damn, who knows if you are still alive next month? What do you want to do so much!

After being stunned for a long time, Patton then asked with a smile, "Sloan, what do you think the future will look like?"

Zhang Chen rolled his eyes immediately and thought to himself, how do I know what the future looks like?

But he didn't fool him casually and said, "I don't know, maybe it was under the operation of a huge computer to create another world, and everyone lived a life without any fighting. "

He said wow, without waiting for the two of them to speak, Zhang Chen asked directly, "What do I need to do if I want to be an assassin?"

After talking for a long time, this is the most important link.

Regardless of whether Zhang Chen promised to stand on their side, at least it is absolutely nothing wrong to exert some small favors to Zhang Chen.

And this kind of favor can of course be reflected in the improvement of strength.

Patton and Rant hurriedly decided to tutor Zhang Chen in the assassin's practice - obviously regardless of their responsibility in this regard - and took him to a room dedicated to the practice.

This is not the shabby room used by newcomers to practice, but the place used by Patton and Rand.

Here, not only are there training equipment designed beyond this era, but there is also a lot of information.

This is the habit of assassins and a customary rule of the church. After each task is performed, make a detailed report and write down your own experiences for future generations to refer to.

These information are just a small part, but when Zhang Chen opened it, he obtained countless useful information from it.

"So, can bullets still be used like this?" Zhang Chen couldn't help but feel obsessed with looking at the perfectly designed bullet tracks and the extremely exquisite shooting method.

Patton said, "If you talk about bloodline development to the extreme, the bullets are in your hands, like a pet, controlled at will!"

Zhang Chen naturally scoffed at this. In his opinion, the so-called bloodline development to the extreme is obviously a swearing head. What really makes it powerful must be the enormous power that becomes extremely sensitive under this bloodline, thus bringing great power.

And now, the unconscious content he needs to exercise!

"What should I do if I want to exercise my bloodline's strength?" Zhang Chen asked.

"Well, let's practice marksmanship first!" Rant said.

The two of them are not real teachers, so of course they don’t know how to guide them. However, the extremely exquisite gun technique they fought and the mistakes of Zhang Chen are often answered in a short time, which is of great help to Zhang Chen.

But this didn't last long.

When Zhang Chen hit the bull's eye for the first time and was able to operate the gun in quantity, someone came to the door.

The person who came was a 15 or 16-year-old boy who looked quite strong and had an outstanding appearance. Even Zhang Chen, who was not very interested in Western faces, had to admit that he was a typical handsome man.

The boy was arrogant and kicked open the door and walked in, shouting loudly, "Where is the boy who just came in? Are you still planning to receive training?"

Zhang Chen hurriedly stood up, "I'm here."

The boy sneered and slowly walked into Zhang Chen's side.

Patton secretly screamed, and hurriedly walked forward with Rant. Just as he was about to speak, the boy slapped Zhang Chen in the face.

"Damn it, I have been searching for so long, you are looking for death!"

A slap was not enough, and the boy planned to kick Zhang Chen.

Zhang Chen suddenly became angry, and he suddenly stood up, grabbed the boy by the foot, slanted his body, and directly lifted his legs between the boy's legs.

With a loud bang, even Zhang Chen could feel the severe pain under the young man's crotch and couldn't help but shivering.

But this did not make him feel resentful.

He grabbed the boy's hair, Zhang Chen slapped it suddenly and cursed loudly, "Little pussy, dare to hit your uncle, I, I will chop your whole family!"

This is said in Chinese.

The boy didn't expect that the guy in front of him had just been a gangster boss for more than ten years. Although he hadn't taken any action, he was also a killer without blinking. Of course, he was merciless to a small character like himself who had just debuted.

The young man finally raised his strength, pushed Zhang Chen away, and ran out quickly.

Zhang Chen spat in dissatisfaction, which made Patton and Rand stunned.

"Well, I don't know what Sloan you used to do, but you're in trouble."

Rand muttered, but his eyes were filled with joy...

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Chapter completed!