Subtitle of this chapter: We are the spiritual guards who defend the earth from being worn by sun

"Yuri, you didn't dream, it's me. Get up and have breakfast."

Mr. Chandler finally opened his eyes and found himself lying on the bed in the bedroom, but he was still wearing yesterday's clothes. Did he not dream?

Wait, he is the only one in this room!

"Yes, right, you are the only one in the room, and I don't like watching men sleep."

Yuriana was also a man who had seen death on the battlefield, but this sentence of words sounded from his mind made him jump out of the bed. He was pressed tightly against the wall, and his right hand held the m1911 on his waist.

The cold and hard touch of this old guy made his heart beat wildly.

German sounded in his mind again: "Don't be afraid, don't always hold your gun. What if it gets fired?"

Mr. Chandler shouted excitedly: "You, you, who are you?"

"Shh, don't have to be so loud. You just need to think about me in your heart."

Yurien rubbed the beating temples, and silently said in his heart: "Well, then who are you?"

"It's me, neo-yuan. Your friend, your employer, your fool, now I am still your comrade-in-arms, and we have become the 'spiritual guard'."

"Mental Guard?"

"Yes, the Spirit Guard. Come out and I'll explain it to you."

Yurien opened the door and came to the restaurant in three steps, and saw Master Yuan wearing a strange mask sitting inside waiting for him.

The shape of this mask is not surprising, but the color is soft and cute girl pink, and there is also a white cartoon cat with short hands and feet on it with a big bow on it. It looks quite cute.

"you……"

Mr. Chandler looked at the mask and really didn't know what to say.

Our Master Yuan blushed very rarely. Fortunately, he was wearing a hellokitty mask and couldn't see it.

"Please sit, Yuri. By the way, please put the gun down."

Before he finished speaking, Mr. Chandler watched helplessly as he really pulled out the bullets from the gun and placed them on the table. Then he sat obediently opposite Yuan Yanshu.

Yurien couldn't help but roar in his heart, "Oh my God, what did you do to me?"

"Okay, Lord Justice. I'll explain it to you..."

Of course, Yuan Yanshu couldn't say anything about "forced designation" or "ignoring personal will", but he could block his own heart anyway. So he fooled it again according to the old rules. Now every time he lies, he is a way to please the prince of lies.

In short, the two of them have been valued by a great being and have become His apostles on earth named "Spiritual Guardian". As the name suggests, their duty is to defend the great warriors of human spiritual civilization.

As for why Lord Fool can command the actions of Your Excellency Justice, it is because the former class is one level higher than the latter, which is like a military rank. The lower level must unconditionally obey the higher level commands.

"How is it, my Lord Justice. You are excited and excited. Now you finally know that there is indeed supernatural power in this world."

Yulian rolled his eyes at Master Yuan, who was intoxicated. He was not a fool, so how could he not know that he had become some kind, some kind...well, some kind of puppet.

"No, no, no, it's definitely not a puppet! We are brothers, we are comrades-in-arms, and we are the most loyal partners to each other! Don't get me wrong, we are all very straight..."

"You don't believe it, do you?"

Our Master Yuan picked up a table knife, and at the same time he also directed Yulian to pick up another table knife. He first used his knife to cut a hole in the palm of his left hand. Almost at the same time, a wound suddenly formed in the same position on Mr. Chandler's hand.

Then the operative was forced to cut a knife on his left hand, and this time, no surprise, a wound appeared on Yuan Yanshu's left hand.

The most amazing thing is that the wounds of these two people are exactly half smaller than those that were originally made.

Yuan Yan said happily in his heart: "See, this is "harm sharing". We not only become good brothers who live and die together, but also have more lives!"

In fact, his "mask worn by Cialick" can be upgraded. Now it is just a little divine magical equipment, and it can be upgraded to a quasi-artifact and artifact in the future.

Therefore, this "harm sharing" is also in the most primitive form, and has not yet reached the point of "living and dying together". When the two of them are damaged by external forces, 50% of the damage will be transferred to the other. However, if one of the injuries worsens and dies, the other person will not be affected as long as he has the opportunity to treat.

Your Excellency Masayoshi looked at the two wounds on his hand in disbelief. After a long time, he finally sighed in his heart and said, "It's already like this, okay. You can let me go first."

"no problem!"

Yuan Yan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. If the other party really refused to accept it, then he would be in trouble. He could not kill him, and he could not let him go, so he had to find a way to imprison him.

Mr. Chandler picked up the cup and drank a few sips of water, calmed his mind and said in his heart: "I want..."

"You want a salary increase?! Hahaha..." Yuan Yan was stunned for a moment and immediately smiled, "My brother, my comrade-in-arms. You have seen such great power and you still have to worry about mere common things. Don't worry, money is not the same problem for you and me!"

"I'll give you twice... quadruple salary"

"You go to John later and ask him to help you open a...well, a trading company. In a few days, I will send you another $5,000 to your company account, which is your year-end bonus, and it is also my Christmas gift to you and your family."

"Thank you, Lord Fool."

"Your Excellency, no thanks. Now we can talk about the important things. I have a big plan that needs your joining. This plan not only allows you and me, but also our SCP Foundation to make huge profits, which is a huge number you can't even imagine."

"And this plan can make you a big shot. Of course, it's not the clowns on the American political arena, but the real big shots who hide and manipulate the whole world behind the scenes."

Finally, after more than two months of passing through, I have a reliable guy who can entrust big things. Now I can finally show my strength.

Our Master Yuan took off his mask and said seriously: "Your Excellency Zhengyi. For the sake of your family's safety, I suggest you give it a pseudonym."

"Pseudonym?"

"Yes, a pseudonym. What do you think of the name Yuri-Marin?" (Note 1)

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Note 1: I would like to pay tribute to "Red Alert 2-Yuri's Revenge" and "Sun on Earth" with this chapter.

ps: Murong is really lucky to have patients like you. I don’t have to explain that such "weird" chapters are for the protagonist to expand the scope of pretending.

And you guys are really great this month, so Murong’s weekend updates will be free.
Chapter completed!