The Dark King

"You, come with me." The young man with blue hair pointed to Mia in the crowd.

Mia seemed to know where she was going and nodded respectfully.

After Mia left with the bright knight, Macon suddenly asked, "Where is she going, why not be with us?"

Scott laughed: "How come with us? She is a woman, of course she has to go to the lady's room on the other side, there is no obstruction here."

Hearing this, Macon suddenly blushed, embarrassed.

"Okay, let's bathe and change clothes. Someone will come over later to check our body." Scott said, taking off the black soft armor that had been stained with blood a lot, and throwing it aside casually, naked Come to the pool next to the toilet and pick up the clean water inside to wash his body.

This is a big wash.

People in this world are very taboo, but they come back from outside the wall and have to undergo a major wash.

The three people of Macon have learned something, and followed him to take off the black soft armor and began to cleanse their bodies.

After ten days of activity outside the wall, they were extremely uncomfortable with sweat, and their bodies emitted odors. They wanted to clean them for a long time.

Du Di'an's personality is still more introverted. This can be seen from the fact that he usually talks less. He picked up the bed sheet with a curtain and hung on it to cover it. This took off the countless soft armor and began to bathe.

Du Dean couldn't help sighing secretly every time he took a shower. It was really uncomfortable to dry without a shower gel.

"Look, this guy Dean, got this set up again."

"It's still covered with curtains, here are all men, what's there to hide."

"This is the case during special training, and sometimes I wonder if Dean is a girl."

The three Macon saw this and laughed.

Du Dean raised his head out of the curtain and said fiercely: "Macon, if you talk nonsense, I will tell Bei Weiwei, you secretly paint her portrait! Zaki, don't laugh, you secretly took someone's money last time , Would you like me to say it! Sham, if you follow along again, I will take down your pub!"

When the three heard it, they immediately covered their mouths.

Scott laughed aside.

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At the same time, in a hidden castle in a business district.

A letterhead was sent under the claws of the black crows, through the window of the old castle, and fell in a room on the second floor.

This is a very luxurious and spacious room. Dark red down blankets cover most of the floor. The large desk made of red tung wood is older than the owner sitting on it. This is a middle-aged fat man. Leaning on the unbearable chair, shaking, and playing with two pure agates in his hand, he glimpsed at the letterhead that had fallen on the table.

"What news, he sent it directly without going through the procedure." He frowned slightly, but still sat up, opened the letterhead, filtered extremely white and lightly scented on the letter paper, densely written, he looked for a while, his face suddenly Changed, "Byan didn't come back? How could it be possible that his mission was not to finish the job this time? Why didn't he come back on time?"

He stared at the stationery, his face tingling.

The consortium has set time for both hunters and scavengers to go out. The consequences of the violation are extremely serious. If you do not return on time, more than 70% of them may be dead.The remaining 30% is likely to be on the verge of being dying, trapped, or temporarily encountering a crisis and failing to get back in time.

However, Byrne's situation is different.

Just responsible for finishing work, instead of going to the gray area for hunting, the risk factor is extremely low, if you fail to return on time, the possibility of death is extremely high!

He held the stationery and was angry. Byrne was a hunter he was in charge of. Once lost, his position in the consortium would also be affected somewhat, and the money he earned would also decline a lot.

"You must investigate clearly!" He made a decision immediately, his eyes cold. "If he is disobedient and goes to the gray area, no one else can blame anyone. Even if the "crazy" is found, I can't bear the responsibility!However, if it is infiltrated and killed by hunters from other consortia in the eighth district, it is the intelligence problem of our consortium!"

He immediately lifted the quill, wrote quickly, passed the order, and thoroughly investigated the matter!

After all, although the Mellon consortium has a great cause, the loss of a hunter is not trivial, and such a disastrous loss is likely to involve intelligence loopholes or consortium spies!

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In the Merlon Consortium and Scavenger Headquarters in the business district.

Two pieces of information were quickly passed here.

The first floor of this headquarters building is responsible for receiving and processing basic information. The second floor is the administrative floor, which handles important things for scavengers. At the moment, these two pieces of information are sent to a spacious office on the second floor.

"Message from Hunter Headquarters?" On the desk is a middle-aged man in his forties, with two beards, a straight suit, and a straight and respectful sitting posture. He was once a housekeeper of the Mel family. Beloved by the owner, he is now dispatched here to manage the scavengers. The rights and identity are much greater than that of a housekeeper. "There is a hunter who has not returned in the eighth district? Strange, isn’t the eighth district cleaned up, There are only a few details left, how could the hunter never return from there?"

The middle-aged man stared at the stationery and frowned. "It's suspected that the hunter was in trouble. Send this letterhead. Is it suspected that something is wrong with our scavengers?"

After all, he had been in this business for more than ten years, and immediately figured out the meaning above. His face was a bit gloomy. If they were thoroughly found out that there were spies among the scavengers, these people at the headquarters of the scavengers would have to be punished and even punished. !

However, he also felt helpless. After all, how many scavengers could not make up for the loss of a hunter.

"Let's check, if you really find any spies, you can only recognize them." The middle-aged man sighed, put the letterhead aside, and opened the second letterhead. There was not much writing on it, and the content was very brief. , Let him stunned, "Someone turned over "Han Jing"?Hey, the name Du Dean... isn’t this the seed object among the scavengers?"

He was stunned for a while, and he immediately smiled and said, "This little guy, quite clever, was able to pick up leaks from the hunters. It is indeed the seed object of the first three achievements in the special training. Capital cultivation."

His previous depressed mood suddenly got better, and the original recruitment to Du Dean was a happy event for their Scavenger Headquarters, because they have seen Du Dean’s resume and the radiation value in the body is extremely low, although it is not a "bright constitution". But there is still a ray of hope to become a hunter, only because they are reluctant to invest in training, and now it seems that they can try!

If he really became a hunter, it would also be a merit for him!

He placed the letterhead on the previous letterhead. If it was replaced by another consortium of scavengers and picked up by Han Jing, and it happened to be a letter from the hunter's headquarters, he would probably link the two together, and some conjectures emerged. .But now the object is Du Dean, he will not associate it.

Because Du Di'an graduated from the scavenger training, and is also a seed object, no consortium would be so stupid as to send such a person to spy!Secondly, during the special training of scavengers, all financial groups, including the military, are prohibited from contacting scavengers!

Therefore, when graduating at the beginning, each consortium can only try to come up with welfare temptations, and cannot contact in private, then it breaks the rules!

Therefore, the only group that is likely to be spies can only be the scavengers cultivated by their consortium. In contrast, the probability that those people will have problems is much greater than that of these newly graduated scavengers.