This information...is true!

What is the purpose of hunting souls?

And when I heard this man talk, he called himself the Soul Hunting Team...

In team mode, there shouldn't be too many people.

But it may also be the smoke bomb released, and there are too many uncertainties inside.

"Don't be confused by all seniors, I'm still very grateful to everyone."

"There are people who stand up for the human race to have a prosperous era."

"Also, the three people you are following are not my soul hunting masters. They... are not worthy of it."

"I have done a careful investigation about these three people, and the final result is very interesting."

"Well, I will sort it out later and send it to you."

"I wish the competition a success, goodbye."

As he spoke, the screen flashed, returning to his previous normal appearance, as if he had left.

The phone rang again.

Looking at the latest information, Yuan Qingshan did not rush to open it, but looked at Qi Changshan across the air, and then...

"After receiving the files, close all networks."

"Pull up the curtains to isolate the surveillance screen."

Taking a sip of tea, Yuan Qingshan said lightly, then slowly picked up his phone, clicked on the information and started to read it without panic.

Soon, the communication network in the entire conference room was cut off.

"Lao Qi, analyze it?"

Yuan Qingshan glanced at the opposite side and said.

Qi Changshan sneered: "It's just a mysterious little guy. If you guess correctly, the awakened object should have the ability to penetrate the network. So when investigating this kind of thing, you can change the computer level by the way. It looks fancy. If you really stand in front of me, you can kill two with one punch."

"But this Soul Hunting Squad is still interesting. With such an intelligence network and a few experts, it is easy to get along."

"I have to say... it's a talent."

"This time I came forward to explain, I probably didn't want Moge to pay too much attention to their soul hunting, so I gave me a gift."

"After all, I'm still a little guilty, which means I'm still in the development stage."

"Look at the information first."

The guy with the code name Tianyan created a profound image for several minutes, but fell apart in Qi Changshan's words and was completely gone.

The others couldn't help but smile and shook their heads, and looked down at the latest information in their hands.

Soon... the atmosphere in the conference room was a bit solemn.

"Damn it!"

The reserve deputy general had the worst temper. He couldn't help but pat the table, let out a roar, and breathed heavily: "These beasts are simply seeking death!"

Even Yuan Qingshan, who had always been smiling, gradually became colder and leaned on the chair, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a long time, he slowly spoke: "The cult, it really should be destroyed."

"I will report this to Lao Sun later."

"Oh..."

A sneer hides a strong murderous intent.

After everyone left, only Yuan Qingshan and Qi Changshan were left in the conference room.

But this time they no longer had the same indifference as before, but became a little tired.

"Old Yuan, what do you say?"

Qi Changshan asked.

Yuan Qingshan sighed and shook his head: "That guy named Tianyan is not sure about the specific ability of the awakened object. If he can really invade the Internet, there will be no secret in his eyes."

"It's too difficult to target the hunting soul."

“It’s hard to deal with.”

Qi Changshan nodded in agreement, obviously thinking about this issue.

After a moment: "What is the cult..."

"Obviously, this is the bait thrown by the hunting soul to us."

"A bait that you should eat even if you know there is a hook."

"They are using Moge's hands to fight the cults as much as possible, and it is best to get entangled with the cults so that they will have more opportunities for development, or... planning other plans secretly."

"But even if you know this, what can you do?"

"You can't...leave it."

"This is a conspiracy."

"There are countless pairs of eyes staring at them below. If you don't handle it well, your heart will dissipate."

I took a cold look at the information on the screen again.

"No matter how many plans this so-called hunting soul has, let's deal with this matter first."

Get up, pick up the information, and leave with Qi Changshan.

The first few big words of that information are particularly conspicuous.

Human race...demonize!

...

"Let us thank the sponsor of this competition again, Jinyuanbao Group!"

“Thank you for the equipment and technical support provided to us!”

"Now the tension is tense, there are only 126 people left in the exciting ring game."

"And the students who have survived to this day are all real geniuses!"

"Who can make it to the top eight, let's wait and see!"

As the competition continued, under the strong request of Jinyuanbao Group, a regular host finally came up.

And it's the kind of person who knows the name of the sponsor.

Xu Yuanqing sat in the judges' seat, gritting his teeth, and kept muttering: "The ring was provided by Sun Wen. I will beat him up for the rest of my life. I will compensate Sun Wen..."

"It's the worst class of students I've ever taught!"

On the other hand, after discovering that Yuan Qingshan and Qi Changshan were not here today, Qian Shu finally plucked up the courage to be a judge again.

But he was very low-key, sitting at the edge, silently looking at the ring.

"Below, the first group of contestants are..."

"Military Academy Li Yihan fights against Xu Qing of Lingwu Academy!"

"Leave the stage to them!"

Looking at the name above the big screen, Xu Yuanqing's eyes fell on the teacher in the military academy.

The teacher shrugged...

"Don't look at me, Mr. Yuan set it up in advance."

After saying that, he returned to silence.

The competition was going on in an orderly manner, and Xu Yuanqing looked a little absent-minded, holding his cell phone, gritting his teeth and sending some messages.

Until Zhao Zicheng's name sounded.

Fight against military academy.

Zhao Zicheng, whose wound had not healed, sat in a wheelchair, standing on the ring, silently staring at his opponent.

Amid everyone's anticipation, a silent game was played.

On the ring.

Zhao Zicheng was in a wheelchair and had several wounds on his body.

The wound is very deep.

Blood keeps flowing.

The man in the military academy looked pale and had exhausted his last bit of strength. He lay on the ground and fainted.

"Student, I suggest you have your current injury..."

"Get out of the competition."

The medical staff held Zhao Zicheng, observed carefully for a long time, and gave suggestions.

Zhao Zicheng was a little tranced.
Chapter completed!