Beside him, Wells looked at the pile of documents nearly thirty centimeters high, pursed his lips, and finally sighed, then picked up some of them to look. They were all personnel information, some of which were detailed, and some only recorded simple information such as names. In the information, I saw several familiar names, all of whom were members of the area they managed.

Some of the materials were marked, but some were obviously denied. Ten minutes later, Wells finished reading a little and asked Hessley with two samples, "Mr. Hessley, are these denied members not qualified?"

"Most of the situation is that after we actually investigate, it does not match the information we obtained. That is, it does not meet our standards. However, a small number of people are unwilling to join. These people have found a way out or are very confident in the association." Hesley then turned his head, "There are still a lot of personnel information, and these are just the first part. You can classify and sort them according to the template you are familiar with. When you finally divide the specific areas, you can call them immediately and serve as a necessary reference. If a task is in your hands, when you assign these tasks, you will definitely have a few suitable candidates in your mind, right? Just achieve this effect. As for a lot of information in the future, it needs to be made into an information database, but that should be a few months later."

"But our pace is very fast here, and things will explode in many specific times in the future. In addition, I have a guess that you need to pay attention. After that, when a net is spread out, it will definitely attract attention. Whether it is a bounty hunter, a mercenary, or someone who is willing to leave in some forces, I don't know how many people this net will attract, but this aggregation effect will always appear at a specific time. At that time,,,"

"Information statistics will come in handy, and screening needs to be faster and more convenient. I have experienced this many times, and there have been many similar situations in the growth of the association. Please don't worry about this."

Wells nodded after saying that, "In this case, Mr. Hesley, I think I need to stay in one place. It is certainly not practical to want a machine that specializes in processing information, but I think it is necessary for paper and pen."

At 4:00 pm, the cart successfully went to a hotel next to the train station. Hickson and others looked surprised when they saw Wells, and Wells could only smile and deal with it.

"Tickets at 8 p.m.," Hesley said, looking at the six people in the living room of the suite. "Because of the luggage check, who among you can get our stuff through?" The six people looked at each other a few times, and finally the five people's eyes were all gathered on Wells.

With his lips pursed, Wells looked around for a few times before speaking, "There is a risk of exposing his traces, because these people may contact the association, and I cannot guarantee safety. There are other methods, but it requires a sum of money, the currency and cash in Ying'ans Public, about 50,000 yuan, and the rest can be handed over to me."

The same Normans Tavern, the same sign, but the layout, environment, and location have all changed.

Daya League, the tavern in the evening is still lively, all because of an announcement from the association yesterday. In the next month, all tasks will be cancelled or suspended until the association handles certain matters. The specific time for the cancellation will be notified by the association one month later.

Many people who are resting choose to go to the nearest tavern to see if they can get other information. At the same time, they also meet with others. The time for tasks is staggered, so it is rare to have such an opportunity. It is also a good choice to see other people’s changes and exchange some information.

But most people were disappointed, and the bartender here only knew that there was such a notification, and he was not clear about the other messages. Looking at the people who walked into the tavern from time to time, each of them smiled at him. The bartender knew that he had to explain carefully from beginning to end.

"Broad, I didn't expect you to come too. Let me say something first, I don't know anything about the notification. Like you, I just accept it, but there is one more - to run the tavern normally. If you say it, I think others may be waiting to ask for some extra information from you." The bartender was adjusting the wine. When he saw a young man coming in, he immediately put down his work. As he spoke, he turned around and took out the best wine. He got a full glass and placed it on the counter. "Why are you interested in coming here? I haven't seen you for a long time."

"It's only two months." The man named Brod said. His hair was very short, and it was just right to say that he looked like he had just a few days after shaved. He looked very ordinary and had a gentle expression, but his eyes would occasionally scan around him, full of unknown vigilance.

"Thank you," Broad said after taking a sip of wine, and then asked, "Have you been here?"

The bartender was stunned for a moment before he understood what was going on: "Except for Shivi and Tretec, they have been here. But they only heard that they had taken over a good task a week or two ago. I think even if all tasks have been stopped recently, they will still be by their employer or prey." As he said that, the bartender leaned forward and leaned over to Broad and whispered, "I heard that it was a million-dollar task. I thought it would come to you. But you seemed to be doing something else, so the association sent them to ensure that the task did not have any accidents."

"So,,," Brod nodded, showing a look of gratitude.

"No thanks," said the bartender with a smile, turning around and continuing to sort out rows of wine bottles. "I don't know what happened recently, the association's movements are obviously abnormal. Brod, you don't have it,,,"

The bartender turned around again, and only a few seconds before and after looking at Brod's location, there was no one there. In addition to an empty cup, there was also a thousand-dollar coin. The money was enough to pay for that glass of wine.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "It's still the same." The bartender said, walking over to pick up the cup and money, shrugging. He has experienced this habit of Broad many times, and each time it disappeared silently. "In theory, he is a late-stage surgeon in the first stage, so he can't feel any movement. Is his strength too low, or is Broad's strength too strong?"

Not long after, Broad, who came out of the tavern, walked on the dimly lit street. He liked this atmosphere very much. The extremely quiet night, and after hiding the sound of footsteps, he seemed to be integrated into the environment and became erratic. He was going back to his residence, the suburbs of the city.

In the eyes of many people in the tavern, Broad is a very withdrawn person. Apart from two or three people, only the bartender can say a few words to him. Broad also likes this. He actively participates in the task and does not stroll in the city without any trouble. Staying in his own residence to exercise is his only hobby. It has been two years since he has been going on in this state, and Broad is not tired at all.

It is several thousand meters away from the center of the city, less than a hundred meters away, and the dim street lights by the street have also come to an end. This city is one of the important cities of the Daya Alliance, but the popularity of electricity is not very wide. Only 20 or 30 meters away is a street light standing, and the high-voltage lamps inside have the lowest power. In Broad's view, if all such street lights are removed, the effect of getting better.

Keep moving forward, Broad was thinking about the association's notice. Indeed, if he had not received any information from the management, such notice was certain to cause speculation.

"Tick" thoughts were finally interrupted by the sound of Brod's own footsteps. His vigilance towards the unknown around him made him tense up, and his footing power was not controlled, making a stomp sound. The next moment, Brod jumped back and when he was two meters away, the ground in its original place suddenly exploded, and the stone slabs on the sidewalk ground exploded a considerable pit.

Brod turned around and left behind without thinking. At the same time, several glimmers flashed, but all the street lights within two hundred meters of the street were shattered, and the night officially fell. After a few steps, he immediately slowed down. Brod curled up and hid beside the low wall beside the road. On the side was a fenced residential building, and the lights were shining. Squinted his eyes to determine the current light intensity, Brod gave up the idea of ​​turning over and going to the residential building.

Although the other party only fired one shot, Broad did not hear any gunfire coming. He could tell that the enemy had made corresponding preparations, silence and flame reduction. At this moment, it was the best way to hide in the shadows under the wall.

"Did you follow me from the tavern?" Broad tightly grasped his pistol and moved slowly under the corner of the wall. "This is a straight street. If the other party shoots directly without regard to the influence, it will be difficult to avoid the intertwined firepower net. Is he a good person at concealment? But he has been out for more than half an hour and has not noticed any abnormalities at all on the way. After investigation in advance, the residence has been exposed, and people have been arranged to stay on several streets in the past?"

"If so, from the distance, everyone else can get here in five minutes." Brod moved carefully while thinking. However, the next moment, his thinking was interrupted again, and his perception was obviously felt something pointing to him. His scripts could drag his body back more than one meter away, and the fragments of the slab exploded even hit him in the face.

"Can you see me?" Broad quickly retreated. Wherever you look, the dimness around you is no longer the degree to which the surgeon can clearly see everything by catching the light. "Temperature perception?" At this point, several other bullets exploded on the ground along Broad's movement trajectory.

"The bullet has been coated, and it cannot be wiped out of the ballistic line, and there is no gunshot. He has become blind." Broad cursed while moving irregularly, "So, who will it be? The people over there are finally chasing me? But the price is a bit too high. It's a compromise if you disappear. Forget it, it's better to run first, and then consider these things later!"

At this point, Broad never thought about it again. He took a deep breath, and there was a tearing sound of fabric being broken in the night. Then, a man with muscles tied all over his body looked like a hairless mutant beast, shaped like a cannonball. He jumped to the residential building community, and disappeared under the dim light in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, on the other side, not far from several residential buildings, it was the top of a five-story building. The three of them stood up from their lying down and looked in the direction where Broad ran away.

"I don't know he has this ability." The person who spoke seemed to be justifying something, "We have never done a mission together."

"I looked very withdrawn and quiet, but I didn't expect to develop this ability." This time it was a female voice, and she felt a little disappointed in her words, as if she had seen the essence of a friend clearly, and was surprised, "I thought I would do something to resist."

"Escape is shameful, but it is indeed useful. Although this surgical development ability is not very good, it is indeed very practical." This sentence seems very pertinent, "But is the pressure we put on a lot?"

"It should be." The other two spoke at the same time, "Silence, flame reduction, outer coating bullets, straight streets, excellent locations prepared in advance. Even if there is a building layout diagram here in your head, without any reference, it is indeed difficult to find our location."

"Then next,,," the man asked, "Do you still want to chase after me?"

"Of course, otherwise it will take a few days to find his trace. The time node is coming." As he said, a sound of dismantling the gun came, "Wait and do some small tests on you and keep up with my speed with all my strength. I'll see your limits, so that you can formulate a better plan later."
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