My wife is the reborn boss

Wu Qiong took the black iron plate and looked at it, only to see that it said

Bi Luo Huang Quan, innate cultivation base, assassin ranked 520th and [-]th

"Ranked [-]?" Wu Qiong rubbed his eyes and slapped the token on the table

"My innate cultivation base only ranks more than 9000? Are all the assassins in the world monsters?!"

"Young Xia misunderstood. Our assassin rankings are not ranked according to their cultivation level, but the success rate of the mission." The fat examiner explained, "For example, brother 'Seven Kills Broken Heart', his cultivation base is 'Acquired Dzogchen' , but because he received 74 orders with a [-]% mission success rate, he can be ranked third.”

"Ah? The third is [-]%, how good are the top two?" Wu Qiong was curious.

Maybe it's an acquaintance I had in Zhaixing Building before.

"In fact, no one knows the real names and strengths of the first two. Everyone can only guess that the two of them should be congenital and above masters." Qisha said heartbroken

"The second place is 'Shang Wunian', the former sub-host of Zhaixing Building. As for No.1, it is 'Nian Wushang', the host of Zhaixing Building."

Wu Qiong was speechless. Isn't this "Shang Wunian" and "Nian Wushang" the same as Xuanji and himself?

Wu Qiong asked another question, "Then what is the ranking? Are there so many assassins in the world?"

"You don't understand that." The fat examiner laughed, "A person can register five identities, many of them just signed up as a novelty, some are to earn extra money, and some people plan to use this as a second identity Use. So there are not so many assassins in reality.”

Wu Qiong understands, this is the same as the author of Dianniang in the previous life, there are millions of them, but in fact most of them are vests.

And many people start writing on a whim, and they generally can't stick to it.

For example, you can check the number of recent updates below 30 words and the number of recent updates above 30 words.

"Are there any questions?" Qi Sha frowned heartbrokenly.

"Gone."

"Well, let's call the next person in." The examiner said.

Wu Qiong nodded, turned and left.

Chapter 221 Assassination of Zhen Youqian

When Wu Qiong went out, everyone came to welcome him.

"Brother Wu, how's it going? Do you still want to take a martial arts exam?" He Xiaonian asked hastily.

Wu Qiong had a complicated expression, "No, there's no need. You'll know when you go in."

This killer is certified to be absolutely green and pollution-free, and his three views are upright, which makes him want to complain but feels unable to complain.

"Huh..." He Xiaonian took a deep breath, then walked into the room with a solemn expression.

"Brother Wu, how is the review inside?" Jie Se asked, "The poor monk is very curious."

"I'm curious, you can apply by yourself." Wu Qiong waved his hand and said in a bad mood, "I'm just annoying."

It's a shame to say that the number nine, five and twenty-seventh on the killer list.

"The poor monk is a monk! How can you be a killer!" Jie Se stared at his copper bell-like eyes.

Wu Qiong found a seat and sat down, "You are indeed not suitable to be a killer, but you are suitable to be a robber."

The two bickered for a while, and He Xiaonian opened the door and came out.

"Sister Ah Nian, have you passed the review?" Xu Wanxiu went up to her and asked.

"Passed!" He Xiaonian smiled and showed the black iron card in his hand.

"Xiao Nian, let my brother see your iron plate." Wu Qiong walked over impatiently after hearing this.

He Xiaonian handed over the iron plate, and Wu Qiong took it in his hand and looked at it carefully, only to see that it read

Burial of the Moon in the Setting Sun, Pulse Condensation Realm, Ranked 24th Assassin

"" Wu Qiong remained expressionless "Why are you [-]?"

"I don't know either." He Xiaonian opened his beautiful brown and blue pupils and said, "The examiner asked me to tell my own story, so I will tell about my parents and the things I was discriminated against before. The fat examiner said he was very moved, and then sent me this sign."

Does this work too? !

Wu Qiong is powerless to complain, we are killers, instead of assessing the professional level of killers, we will go to the players' stories instead?

There are no audiences here, and there is no need for ratings, what are you doing!

He threw the black iron plate back to He Xiaonian, and sat there in a daze with a bored face, not even responding to what Xu Wanxiu said to him.

"Benefactor, I'll go in then."

Xu Wanxiu didn't respond when she saw Wu Qiong after she finished speaking, so she had no choice but to smile sweetly at everyone, and opened the door to enter the room.

A quarter of an hour later, she came out with a black iron plate in her hand, with a disappointed expression on her face.

Seeing that her eye circles were slightly red, He Xiaonian said anxiously, "Wanxiu, why are you crying?!"

"Huh?" Wu Qiong frowned, and said, "Could it be that they bullied you? Tell me, if they really bully you, see if I don't tear down this broken yamen!"

"No." Xu Wanxiu wiped the corners of her eyes, forced a smile and said, "It's just that the examiner asked me a story, and I told about my father and mother."

"I see." Wu Qiong nodded, and then asked, "Then what is written on your iron plate?"

Xu Wanxiu held up the black iron plate with both hands, and read word by word, "Flying stars and falling snow, physical training, assassin rank 233."

Wu Qiong ""

Ganqing really, the more miserable the life experience, the higher the ranking? !

Then, isn't Wu Qiong much miserable in this world?An orphan, the master begs for death, the brothers turn against each other, loses money in business, and even finds a girl who bullies him.

He complained, "This imperial court is too unreliable!"

Her Majesty rolled her eyes beautifully, "Our imperial court is like this, it's not an important matter anyway."

"I also got the killer's certificate, brother poor, what are we going to do now?" Li Jianshi asked.

Wu Qiong smiled confidently, "Of course it was to kill the target Zhen You!"

After noon, everyone took a nap and sat down by the window on the second floor of a restaurant outside Zhen's residence until noon was past.

"Zhen Yougan is really rich," Wu Qiong sighed.

The reason why he sighed so much was because the Zhen family occupied several acres of land, among which there were countless pavilions, and even the big iron nails on the door were gilded.