Cherry City, suburbs.

In the courtyard of the safe house, the three of them, John, did not stop their work because of the arrival of the old general. Under the watchful eyes of the guards, the three of them continued to clean up the messy courtyard of their home as before.

Delbon, who had previously expressed his willingness to help, naturally followed suit and continued to clean up.

However, this member of the 'Clock Tower' stationed in the 'Ground Investigation Bureau' was keenly aware of the differences between the three of them.

John concentrated on the work in his hands, but the breath on his body became colder and colder, just like the cold wind blowing from the depths of the forest at night in winter, making people shiver.

Brian, who seems to be diligent, is actually a little absent-minded. When moving the fig tree, his eyes will always glance at the guard in front of the safe house. When the guard's eyes sweep over, the middle-aged father will change his mind again.

The warm smile that is harmless to humans and animals.

But when the guard's gaze strays, a hint of evil will appear in his eyes.

And McCall?

His eyes were filled with vigilance.

Not only was he warily looking in the direction of the safe house, but he was also wary of the parking helicopter, and the veins in his hand holding the broom handle were popping.

Delbon had no doubts about the determination of John, Brian and McCall to fight back once those guards did something excessive.

He didn't want to get involved.

"Hey, guys."

"It's fine."

"That old general is a good man."

Delbon began to try to liven up the depressed atmosphere.

"Yeah, I can see that."

Brian nodded.

"Good guy?"

"Good people are the most terrifying."

"Because he thinks that what he does is for your good, and the people around him think it is a good thing because he is a good person. As for you, who is the most direct participant?"

"No one will ask you what you think."

"In other words, no one pays attention to your ideas at all."

"After all, you are not them."

McCall sneered. He supported the shovel with both hands, and a flash of memory flashed in his eyes.

There is no doubt that those memories are definitely not good ones.

"So, I hate people and prefer dogs."

John rarely spoke.

He straightened up, with vicissitudes and hesitation in his eyes. After looking around at the outsiders, he made a gesture towards Brian McCall.

With a very simple gesture, he stretched out his finger and pointed it at himself, Brian McCall, and then clenched his fist and raised it in the air.

Immediately, Brian McCall nodded.

And, take action separately.

Brian and McCall left, and John stayed where they were. Delbon looked at the two people leaving, then looked at John who was continuing to clean the yard, and couldn't help opening his mouth.

"What does this mean?"

"Are we in the same group?"

"Can you tell me a little bit?"

"Otherwise it would make me look like a fool."

Delbon asked again and again.

No one wants to be a fool, especially after Delbon discovered the secrets of these three men, he felt as curious as a hundred claws scratching his heart.

"clean."

John said calmly.

"?"

Delbon replied with a funny expression. Although he didn't understand what happened at all, he was sure that it was definitely not cleaning.

Subconsciously, Delbon wanted to open his mouth to ask again, but looking at John's cold face, this member of the 'Clock Tower' stationed in the 'Ground Investigation Bureau' swallowed his words.

Of course it’s not fear!

He just thinks cleaning is pretty good.

Look, petals all over the ground, isn’t it a pity?

With so many petals, making floral dew and essential oils are the best choices.

He will use his actions to turn everything into treasure.

Immediately, Delbon took action.

But Delbon didn't notice it at all, John glanced at him with the corner of his eye.

Is this a ‘mysterious person’?

John thought silently.

Then, after comparing Jason and his previous enemy Edward, he couldn't help but shake his head.

Is this fake?

It must be.

Erha also often mixes with wolves, doesn't he?

With this definition in mind, John stopped paying more attention to the other person and began to complete the work in hand.

As for other things?

He believed that Brian and McCall would do better.

Just like he believed that Jason could handle this conversation.

In the safe house, Jason was sitting on the sofa.

Opposite is the old general, and on the left is the old instructor—this conversation only started after the old instructor entered the safe room.

There were only three people in the whole living room.

The remaining people left at the old general's signal.

“Nice house, simple and practical.”

The old instructor smiled and praised.

It's not that he's perfunctory, but he really likes the style here. There are no complicated decorations, and the simplest appearance is used to achieve the original goal. Just like fighting, don't bother with things that can be solved with one punch.

He talks a lot of nonsense, but at the end of the conversation, he cannot convince the other party, so he still has to rely on his fists.

As for convincing the other party?

The old instructor firmly believes that fists are the best education, far more than verbal warnings.

"John is a great guy."

"Brian, McCall too."

"Do you know how I felt after seeing the information about the three of them?"

"I just wanted to grab my adjutant and ask him why he put these three exaggerated guys outside the army. Then, I couldn't help but want to let them join this 'civilian conscription.'"

The old general spread his hands half-jokingly.

"Civil conscription?"

Jason asked about topics of interest.

And about the three Johns?

They are friends, but he has no right to make any reply for John and the other three.

Everything depends on their own choice.

Similarly, Jason believed that the three Johns would do the same thing if they encountered similar things.

Mutual respect is the basis for becoming friends.

"Well, civilian recruitment!"

The old general nodded, and his body, which had been sitting upright, became even more upright. He suppressed the smile at the corner of his mouth and said with a serious face: "The current situation is very unfavorable to us."

"In the frontal battlefield with the Sabi Stars, we won a partial victory, but overall, we are at a disadvantage."

"It's even an absolute disadvantage."
To be continued...