The secret meeting place of the Vault Organization.

This place is always filled with the rotten smell of sewers and the smell of blood.

The candlelight flickered, the air was damp, and low breathing and wailing kept ringing in my ears.

Eight senior members wearing gray robes were kneeling in the open space below, while two top leaders of the Dome Organization were sitting on high-backed chairs above.

The middle seat is empty.

The white-haired and red-faced man on the right looks young, probably a middle-aged man in his 50s, but his pure white short hair conveys his true age.

The face of the white-haired and red-faced person on the left is difficult to distinguish, as the big hoodie completely blocks his face.

There were three attendants beside them, each holding red wine and delicacies in their hands.

"The arrangement in China has been severely damaged. What do you think, Mr. hc." As soon as the faceless person on the left spoke, he could tell that this person was a woman.

The person she was speaking to was none other than Mr. hc, the core executive of the Qionglong Organization controlled by the Nine Supervisors of China.

"You are always so rude, Ms. Fi." hc said in return.

As the core executive of the Qionglong Organization, hc's identity is no longer a secret.

He had some guesses about the identity of another core executive, but he had never taken the initiative to inquire about his secrets.

The lady named fi turned her head slightly and stared at the other person with two dark brown eyes outside the mask.

"We are all the children of Lord Evil God. You should know the consequences of betraying Lord Evil God." fi shouted sharply. "You personally carried out all the actions on the Chinese side. Now two laboratories have been destroyed, and Chinese representative George is missing.

13 senior executives were captured and arrested, all because of your poor management."

"When Lord Evil God comes back, you will taste the consequences of failure."

The woman's sharp and cold threats rushed into her eardrums, and hc took the time to pick out her ears.

He completely ignored the woman's provocation, with a trace of sarcasm on his lips, and said calmly: "All this is the arrangement of Lord Evil God, I am just following orders to carry out it."

"What did you say?" Ms. Fi was stunned by Mr. hc's words, and slapped her hand on the armrest.

Loud roar.

She didn't believe the truth of the matter was this at all, but thought it was the other party's excuse for her failure.

"If you don't believe me, I'll throw you away." Mr. Hc didn't want to explain more. In fact, he was quite confused about the arrangement of the evil god.

Snapping his fingers, the waiter beside him bowed and handed him red wine and delicacies. On one of the trays, there was a golden ball-shaped snack. He picked up one with his thumb and forefinger, threw the whole thing into his mouth and chewed it.

The sweetness explodes in your mouth instantly.

This is a kind of insect called honey gourd ants. Due to their unique physiological structure, some members of them will swallow a large amount of sweet water and store it in their stomachs. Then they will hang themselves in their nests for their tribesmen to enjoy.

After humans discovered these ants, they moved them to the dining table.

Without any cooking, eating it alive is the most primitive and crude way of eating this kind of food.

Ms. Fi frowned. She had worked with Mr. Hc for many years. Although he was one of the first veteran members of the Evil God, this woman did not have much fear or respect for him.

"Tell me about your plan in detail." Even if she doesn't like the other person, Ms. Fi must be patient and listen to Mr. hc.

After all, it was about the layout of the evil god, and she couldn't be careless.

After swallowing three honey gourd ants alive, hc waved his attendants to move away.

He opened his mouth and said: "These are the arrangements of Lord Evil God.

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, I'm sorry, some things are secrets, and I can't tell you about the layout of the evil god." Seeing that the woman was about to get angry again, Mr. hc smiled evilly, and continued to add: "The evil god has told me that this action plan is over.

Before, you are not allowed to tell a third person."

After hearing the instructions from Lord Evil God, Ms. Fi's expression softened slightly and she sat back.

"You can tell me why George disappeared. Is his disappearance also part of your plan?"

Among the three upper floors, the one sitting in the middle is the door mirror.

But he disappeared.

"No." hc's expression turned serious.

George's status in the Qionglong organization is transcendent. Although hc is the first member of the evil god to develop, George is the ultimate parasitic body of him.

"George is indeed missing, but it was not our plan."

"Were they caught by the Nine Prisoners' gang?"

Mr. hc shook his head.

"It's more serious than being caught by the Ninth Prison."

The woman looked over again and asked sternly: "Why? What could be a more serious consequence than being caught by those people?"

Mr. hc lowered his head in thought, and the calm expression on his face gradually faded away.

"He defected."

"What?"

This time, not only the woman was shocked, but even the eight core members who were kneeling with their heads down were also shocked. They all raised their heads and looked at the two people above them.

"How dare he!" the woman gritted her teeth.

In the minds of these people, being able to become the ultimate container of the evil god is definitely a proud and noble thing. Why did George choose to defect?

Besides, with the seeds of Qionglong’s life planted in his body, where can he escape to?

"What should we do? George is missing. Could it be that Lord Evil God can't find a suitable container?"

The higher the level of life in the Qionglong Organization, the higher the grade of the container it needs. Ordinary humans simply cannot bear the coming of the evil god.

hc stared at fi, his eyes full of evil charm.

"What do you mean by looking at me like this? Do you want to ask me if I am willing to be Lord Evil God's vessel? Of course, as long as Lord Evil God opens his mouth, I will definitely offer myself."

Ms. fi spoke categorically, Mr. hc kept staring at her eyes and was a little surprised to find that there was no trace of panic in her eyes.

Compared to Ms. fi, Mr. hc will shrink a little.

This may be because he still retains most of the original owner's memories.

Everyone is afraid of death.

You will still shrink from completely dedicating your life to others.

"Even if you are willing, your body does not meet the requirements of the Evil God. You should think more about how to contribute to the Evil God." It's not that Mr. HC looks down on this woman, it's simply because neither his nor her body can accommodate the Evil God.

Your powerful soul energy.

If they blindly parasitize, their bodies will collapse.

But George Statu Menjing is different. He has been personally trained by Lord Evil God since he was a child. His brain has been split by hundreds of personalities, and he feels that he is the most perfect container.

"The most perfect container in this world is not human beings, but ancient divine beasts. Unfortunately, the epidemic failed 26 years ago, and Lord Evil God failed to break through the secret realm of the Jiujian Clan Tomb."

Fi was not involved in that epidemic, and she yearned for it every time she heard about it. However, she is a very proud person and has always had doubts about that operation.

I even felt that if she was here, the operation would definitely be successful.

"What about the unicorn? After so many years, is it dead or alive?"

Mr. hc looked thoughtful, about the epidemic

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Lord Evil God said very little, but judging from the few words he said in the past and the relevant clues found later, the ancient divine beast Qilin should still be alive, but he was seriously injured and has been hiding away to recuperate in these years.

Of course, Lord Evil God has not given up searching for Qilin.

"It should be alive, otherwise the Black Clan in the Ninth Prison will be in chaos."

Ms. Fi smiled and said a Chinese proverb: "I heard that there is a saying in China, 'Whoever gets the unicorn will win the world.' If you are looking for unicorn, should you look for it in the proud men of the emperor?"

This was a strategy. Mr. hc turned his head and glanced at his colleague, who was all covered in gray robes. He felt that this woman finally said something pertinent today.

"This is a good idea. I will put in a good word for you in front of the evil god."

The woman curled her lips. She didn't believe what was said in the conversation. It would be great if Mr. hc didn't speak ill of herself in front of the evil god.

"Do you have any clues about George's whereabouts? Where will he hide?"

"Our people have tested several residences where he often moves, but there is no sign of coming back, and he has not come back here."

"But I have a suspicion."

"oh?"

"George is probably hiding among the scraps."

fi suddenly turned his head and stared at Mr. hc for a long time. He exclaimed: "If that's the case, it will be a disaster. Won't we never find him?"

Mr. hc paused for a long time and said slightly mysteriously: "No, there will be big moves in the Nine Prisons of China recently, and they will be in chaos internally. Also, George's defection has something to do with this civil strife. We have

If we get clues, he will come forward soon."
To be continued...