At three o'clock in the morning, Zhang Xian's phone rang.
"I am Commander Eagle-chan."
"... Can I get some snacks for the next scam?"
Five minutes after hanging up, his master's call came in.
The master said earnestly: "Silly apprentice, this is a big job! Remember to bargain."
That night, the Yingjiang air defense siren sounded, and two F-22s took off to intercept UFOs. A young man in Taoist robes who was riding a somersault cloud waved a dust fly at the pilots, and conveniently put a "Have a safe journey" charm on each of the two fighters.
Others use crosses and holy water to exorcise demons, while he uses a submachine gun to catch ghosts, and each bullet is engraved with miniature thunder symbols.
"Times have changed."
When others catch ghosts, they are destroying them; when they catch ghosts, they are recruiting:
The Guards were reorganized into new members, and the vampire princesses lined up to apply for the establishment. Even the old rulers of the ocean received a letter of appointment as "General Zhenhai".
One more favor! I'll add money!
The sauna is done and the vodka is poured. Where are you?
May God bless him. By the way... Ask him about his schedule.
The "ding" of the copper coin when the merits arrive is the happiest moment of Zhang Xian's day.
Faced with the appointment list of global dignitaries scheduled for three years, he calculated with his fingers, hiding his merits and fame:
"The poor man has his leisure, and the idle man has his leisure."
"Want to make a reservation? Get in line first. You can also jump in line - add money."
