The base camp of the Rathore Gang, a stone castle with hundreds of years of history.

In the largest hall, there were dried blood stains everywhere on the walls, the floor, and even part of the ceiling. Under the light of the fire, the thick dark red seemed to come alive and was murmuring.

Several people escaped from the south and had just reported what they encountered.

Halfway through, they originally wanted to run, but in total, the skills mastered by the few people who wanted to run had major shortcomings, and they could not form a competitive team at all.

As a last resort, I can only make up my confession and return to life to wait for my fate to be decided.

The person who listened to the report was White Bear, the third leader of the Rathore Gang.

As the nickname suggests, White Bear is a rare and strong man, over two meters tall and weighing 120 kilograms. It is said that he once fought with a demon hunter and escaped safely.

After listening to the messy reports of the six people, the white bear wrapped in brown fur stopped tearing the raw meat, chewed it a few times and swallowed it. At his feet was a corpse that had not stopped twitching, and one of the arms was tied.

Two boards, one shoulder is missing.

The six bastards made the murderer look like a demon hunter, just to avoid punishment. Seeing that no one had retracted their confession even after one of their deaths, they just thought they had passed the test.

"Wild Dog temporarily takes the position of team leader. The old rules are to find people to supplement the team to eight people. Get lost."

Several people came to life and crawled out of the hall.

Baixiong left the work of cleaning up the scene to his deputy, walked through the corridor to another place, and found the second leader, Snow Lion, who was venting his anger on a woman.

The atmosphere of this area is completely different from that of the main hall. It is clean and tidy. This part of the castle is in better condition than when it was built for hundreds of years. It is all the result of the Latour Gang's hard work and wits with the deserters for more than ten years.

results.

"The elk is dead." After saying the key information, Bai Xiong went to sit on the sofa by the fireplace. A maid came up to pour tea.

The Snow Lion paused and continued his actions, but soon lost interest and got up to dress.

He calmly sat down on the single sofa next to White Bear, waited for the maid to pour him tea, blew slowly, and took a sip before speaking:

"The elk went to find the whereabouts of the batch of alcohol, right? Did he encounter a demon hunter?"

"He was killed in the city. The people who came back said he was a nocturnal ghost and didn't recognize him."

"Night-walking ghost? Are there any of those defective products still alive?"

"Who knows. I killed one, and no one retracted his confession, so they had to take it as true." Bai Xiong is most annoyed by things that require thinking.

Snow lion drinks tea.

Elk was the team leader with the most diverse methods among several action groups, and often came out on top in the total amount of materials turned in. His death was a loss to the Latour Gang.

"How many people know the news?"

Bai Xiong glanced at the woman in the room: "In addition to those in the castle, there is also Elena's family living near the murderer."

"It's a bit troublesome." Snow Lion frowned.

Elena's family are old people and can keep in touch with many people in the desert. They moved to the city to live near the Night Walker, and they probably have contact with them. If they know that the elk died nearby, it won't take long for most of the people in the desert to die.

Everyone will know.

"So we have to find an opportunity to avenge this revenge."

The deserters are all unruly people, and the Rathore Gang cannot let them see the slightest bit of weakness, even if they may pay some price for it.

White Bear didn't say anything. He didn't care about coming up with any ideas. He just waited for Snow Lion, who was a bit annoyed by his slowness, to call the maid: "Bring me some steak, medium rare."

By the time everyone here had eaten, the snow lion hadn't spoken yet.

Bai Xiong took two bites and looked up: "Think about it again?"

Snow Lion has a criminal record. If he hadn't been willing to bear the lives of his subordinates, Anna and Lin of Elena's family would have been maids in the castle by now.

Snow Lion shook his head: "These few months are the activity cycle of 'ghosts'. I'm worried that people who go to the city will bring back some things we don't want to see."

The white bear stopped eating the steak and then continued eating.

"We don't care about ordinary ghosts. If something like that infiltrates into the castle, the consequences will be disastrous."

After a few words, the white bear had finished eating and looked up at the snow lion: "Still have to wait?"

Snow Lion nodded: "Yes, if you think it won't work, you can go to Big Brother."

"...It's up to you." Bai Xiong didn't want to see his elder brother, so he stood up and left.

Snow Lion also stood up and walked to the window, looking at the darkening sky outside the window. His face showed no trace of the happiness he had just felt with the woman.

Winter is too long. How many ghosts will He release this year?

The total number of people in the Rathore Gang has remained unchanged in recent years, all thanks to winter. If too many deserters die in the next few months, it will be difficult for the Rathore Gang to maintain its current situation.

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Wang Qi and Li Xiang's hunt for mantises was nothing to mention. Things went very smoothly. If it weren't for the concept of sustainable development, they might even have killed two.

Sooner or later, they will have to rush into the reptile nest to see what kind of group of ghosts are giving birth to their babies.

After dragging the mantis monster back and dealing with it, Wang Qi took the initiative to find the old lady's house.

The floor plan and perspective drawing of the building that he had drawn before for Li Xiang to transmit information happened to be used. He drew a few trivial pictures, including the trap passage from the third to fourth floors on the west side, the indoor planting area on the eleventh floor, and several

A diagram of a room that can be used as a safe house.

It was Anna who received him.

After reading several drawings handed over by Night Walker, Anna realized that she had underestimated him in many aspects.

Anna grew up with her mother and knew the concept of "professional". The drawings in front of her were clearly drawn by professionals, and some of the line flaws showed that they were purely hand-drawn.

Let’s look at Night Walker again.

You are so young, how come you have such drawing skills? Is it because your hunting efficiency is too high, so you can spare a lot of time to learn pre-disaster knowledge?

"You...want us to live there?" Anna knew that the other party was still learning the local language, so she deliberately slowed down her speaking speed and tried to standardize her pronunciation.

Wang Qi nodded and reached out to call Li Xiang, who was hiding behind the corner, to come out.

For a long time, he didn't want outsiders to know Li Xiang's existence, because it would expose his weaknesses.

But today is different from the past. After a period of basic training, growth and model teaching, in addition to lack of actual combat experience, Li Xiang is capable enough to deal with one or two adults at close range. If the enemy is a malnourished survivor, he can still

More, the specific number depends on the environment when it is blocked.

He grabbed Li Xiang and half-protected her behind him: "As you can see, the two of us are not safe at home when we go out."

He said this sentence in his native language, and after finishing speaking, Li wanted to help him translate.

In fact, Li Xiang cannot translate now, but Wang Qi can convey the meaning to her at home through a mixture of painting and language.

Huh? My daughter is so old? I can’t tell. Can the Night Walker stay young?

After thinking for a while, Anna was tempted.

A nocturnal ghost with a little girl is obviously easier to contact. The mother will be very happy to see the little girl, and maybe her health will also get better.

But the danger has not been eliminated. The brothers and sisters have reached a consensus: this is a monster in the true sense and cannot be treated like a human being. If they live in the same building, no one can stop him once he goes crazy.

But would it be better for a family to live alone? At least if you live with monsters, you don't have to worry so much about being bullied by other monsters and humans.

Anna did not agree immediately: "Please understand, this is a big deal for us. I need everyone to agree and I will give you a reply within three days."

Li Xiang's head was spinning and he helped translate: "She has to wait for a few days."

Wang Qi also understood it, but it felt good to have a translator.

"This is what you will get when you move." He nodded and took out another page and handed it to Anna. Li Xiang followed the translation (memorizing homework).

This page is an extra bargaining chip, including fifty kilograms of mantis meat, the right to use the material room and activity room on the fourth floor, and Xiaoqiang in the underground garage will also hand it over to them.

The handover to Xiaoqiang was decided only when he wrote this list. I am afraid that the two families will not be able to share food without disputes in a short time. Wang Qi is not afraid of disputes, but he values ​​​​that they still have a sense of morality that will be used in the future.

They, there is no need to plant a knot in their hearts.

Anyway, he is not very good at raising Xiaoqiang. The faint musty smell that is always difficult to eradicate makes him very annoyed. It is better to just eat reptiles, mantises and vegetables from now on.
Chapter completed!