"This branch is not a family."

Hu Ling had a bitter smile on his face and shook his head gently.

This woman rarely shows this expression, at least this is the first time Wang Jin has seen her.

After a few seconds of silence, she spoke again.

"I'm not from the Northeast Branch. I'm on a business trip this time."

"It really shocked me at the beginning. The Northeast Branch seemed to be on the verge of... rebellion."

"There are too many fairy families, and there are many yellow and white families with strong personalities."

"The Northeast was originally their territory, and the establishment of the branch made these guys suffocate."

"The branch executives may appreciate you very much, but the attitude of the officers is very bad, so I will not force you to contact the branch again."

"Thank you."

Wang Jin nodded.

"The people who attacked Qingqiu some time ago even had branch officers, so the situation has become even more tense."

"Look at me, I haven't done much reporting during this time."

The woman loosened her tied hair and let it fall on her shoulders.

"You get resources from the headquarters, so you think the headquarters is pretty good."

"All the branches get is restraint, so they despise the headquarters."

"I can't expect them to understand you. I can only try to dispel some people's ill intentions."

"It's very tiring to go back and forth, a million times as tiring."

Hu Ling stretched out her hand and gestured, and put her arms around Wang Jin's neck.

There was no smell of blood mist on her body, she still had a faint scent of wine.

The delicate body honed in the flames of war clung to Wang Jin's body, and his heroic eyes were full of smiles.

"I will ask you for drinks from time to time. Please don't die suddenly."

She hit Wang Jin on the shoulder, and her smile became rare and gentle.

There was a call from behind and the roar of an engine.

Under Hu Huo's arguments,

The administration left a helicopter behind.

"Oh...I've never done this before."

Hu Ling's eyes lit up and he jumped out.

——

Helicopters are much faster than trains and safer in the air.

As the altitude slowly increased, Wang Jin could see the whole view of the train.

The car at the end was melted, the middle part sank to the ground, and the front of the car was off the track due to the explosion of Blood Pagoda.

It was extremely cruel, like a dead iron snake.

Wang Jin withdrew his gaze.

Not just because of fear of heights and airsickness.

Also because the person sitting in the driver's seat was Hu Ling, who had just said that he had never flown a plane.

She even drank.

Wang Jin decided that no matter how many there were, the three flying foxes would not let him fall to death.

So he put on soundproof earmuffs and closed his eyes.

The noise was perfectly isolated, and Wang Jin slowly fell into deep thought.

He was thinking about what the doctor would do next. After all, the failure of the raid would not have any impact on this guy's mentality.

The doctor will still move forward step by step until the goal is achieved.

Of course, the rest of his life will not be easy.

Too many civilians died.

If the governing bureau loses its face, the research institute and the company will also take action.

The doctor has become a street rat that everyone yells at...even though he is.

In this case, if you want to survive, you must use the shelter of other organizations.

A doctor is a person who will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals.

Just as he joined the Tianshi Mansion more than ten years ago, he can also join the minions more than ten years later.

Wang Jin remembered that the doctor grabbed Lu Zhishou before leaving.

If I guess correctly, the person who stole his life is his surrender certificate.

Plus zombie blood samples, how to make a tower of human heads.

Samsara should be happy to form a mutually exploitable relationship with him.

Maybe the doctor is unpredictable, but this is the general trend and he cannot refuse.

What happens next is very simple.

The big forces swallowed up the small forces, and finally there was a fight with corpses everywhere.

The fight between the Plush Cult and its minions.

There is not much time left for Wang Jin.

"There's this damn sense of urgency again."

Wang Jin smiled and shook his head slightly.

There may be a branch that rebels at some point, and minions that are eager to see you.

The drama is about to reach its climax, and he, the protagonist, still looks very ill.

This is not possible.

"Hey! Silly boy!"

The little fox jumped up to his chest and jumped up and down.

Wang Jin opened his eyes and looked at the lush forest.

It is no exaggeration to say that Hu Ling is a genius.

The helicopter flew quickly and steadily under the control of a beginner like her, and it was still sprinting at full speed.

Unfortunately, this place doesn't look like Qingqiu.

"We're out of gas!"

The little fox knocked on the headset.

"It is originally a short-range patrol aircraft, so it is normal to run out of fuel."

Hu Ling raised his head and took a sip of wine.

She didn't seem to be planning to land, but ignored the squeaking dashboard and flew forward with all her might.

"Fortunately, we're almost there."

Hu Huo suddenly opened the plane door.

The strong wind made it difficult for people to open their eyes, so Wang Jin quickly pulled off the goggles on his forehead.

"come over."

Hu Huo smiled at Wang Jin and raised his fingers.

Wang Jin looked confused, but still obeyed.

"See that fox mountain?"

Hu Huo stretched out his hand and pointed in the distance, gesturing to Wang Jin to take a closer look.

"Saw it."

Wang Jin nodded.

When you look at it from a distance, the mountain looks a bit like a fox squatting on the ground.

It has ears, a head, and nine tails behind it.

Majestic.

"Jump over there."
To be continued...