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Although it has been nearly three years, no one will forget the scene at that time.

Dr. Li was in charge of interrogating Zhang Jue and was deliberately provoked by Zhang Jue.

And because Yang Wenbai was not around, Huang Xingwen, who was still the deputy station manager at the time, stepped forward and gave him an ultimatum.

"If you can't prove your worth, the authority will adopt Dr. Li's suggestion, cut you into slices, and then make a specimen."

Huang Xingwen said so at the time.

It was this sentence that made Zhang Jue remember it in his heart.

It's not that he holds grudges so much, but that Huang Xingwen's performance before and after is somewhat inconsistent.

Huang Xingwen is a few years younger than Yang Wenbai, not too old, he can become the deputy station master, so his ability to do things is naturally beyond doubt.

However, when Yang Wenbai retired and became the station master, he seemed moderate instead.

There was no longer the decisive aura that threatened Zhang Jue at that time.

And as Zhang Jue's strength became stronger and stronger, his performance became more and more obvious, and he even revealed to Zhang Jue many times that he wanted to retire.

If you look at it from the back, it's probably because he did it on purpose, trying to weaken his sense of existence and let Zhang Jue relax his vigilance.

Huang Xingwen understood what Zhang Jue meant. He poured himself a cup of tea and asked, "Is there any other evidence?"

"Yu Hongbo is an outsider, and you told him the reason why he knew that Li Chengming was an undercover agent. You created all the conditions for him."

Huang Xingwen nodded: "Is there any more?"

"The photo of site 14 in Iris' hands was provided by you." Zhang Jue continued, "After Yang Wenbai retired, he once told me to be careful of the people around him. In fact, he should have noticed your anomaly. It’s just because there is no evidence, so I didn’t say it clearly.”

Huang Xingwen nodded, his face full of approval.

"Consultant Zhang is really powerful. You deliberately held a meeting and announced that you will take my place. You are also testing me."

"Ah, yes."

"If I really retire, will you let me go?"

"Oh, I really don't know that."

Zhang Jue was actually somewhat contradictory in his actions. If he was facing an enemy he didn't know, he could use the long knife in his hand to chop the opponent into pieces without hesitation.

But he knew that he was almost indirectly killed by Huang Xingwen several times, but seeing that kind face, he couldn't bring himself to kill.

This is also the reason why the two of them were able to sit here calmly and review the game.

Site14 was not clean all the time, and Zhang Jue was always vigilant. Before leaving the headquarters, Leshan found him and talked about Huang Xingwen.

At that time, Leshan, as the leader of the investigation team, actually found some suspicious things about the intrusion incident of site14.

Including the authority of the defensive array map, the way the enemy is now and how they leave site 14, all show that there is an internal response of the enemy in the site, and the level is very high.

It was Leshan's words that made Zhang Jue make up his mind.

The old yellow man is not bad. If he had a choice, Zhang Jue would definitely not want to treat him as an enemy.

But sometimes in life, you just have no choice.

"The painter is dead." Zhang Jue repeated, "Why do you still stay here and not give up, MRW... what kind of people are they?"

Huang Xingwen smiled, took another sip from his teacup: "Actually, I'm just a peripheral member. I just do what I can for them. It's a bit ashamed to say it. If it weren't for them, maybe I wouldn't be able to do this." Location. If you want to say who they are, I can tell you that they are a group of lunatics."

"Can you tell me where their headquarters are, and who else is currently in the organization?"

"Consultant Zhang, you think this organization is too simple."

Huang Xingwen shook his head: "They have never had any headquarters. Except for our group of downlines who have been developed by them into the periphery, they don't have any permanent personnel, but they... are everywhere. Anyone who is dissatisfied with life and life Anyone can become their member at any time, and the greater this resentment for life, the greater the ability."

Zhang Jue has been communicating with this organization for such a long time, and this is the first time he has heard such a specific analysis, and it is from a peripheral member of this organization.

Although Huang Xingwen is an enemy, in fact, he should also like to get along with Zhang Jue in his heart. This is his personality charm.

Now that the matter had been revealed, Huang Xingwen did not choose to resist, but shared all the information he knew with Zhang Jue.

Zhang Jue remembered what the painter had said to him before he died.

"You can kill me, but I want to tell you, it's useless. If you kill a painter and another painter, you will find that the whole world belongs to us! Unless you can kill everyone , otherwise we would be endless, hahahaha—”

If what Huang Xingwen said is true, then this MRW organization seems to be a collection of resentment.

In life, no one will have a smooth sailing, and no one's life is perfect.

Everyone more or less complains that God is unfair.

Then, just like the painter's last words, unless Zhang Jue kills everyone, there is no way to eradicate this organization.

At this time, Huang Xingwen suddenly coughed.

Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Zhang Jue was shocked, and only then realized that the cup of tea he just drank was not ordinary tea.

Seeing that Zhang Jue wanted someone to heal him, Huang Xingwen smiled and waved his hand.

"Consultant Zhang, I'm really sorry. From the first day you came, I've been on the wrong team. If I could choose again, maybe the situation would be different."

At the end of his life, he smiled.

"Consultant Zhang, it's a pleasure to meet you. I hope that under your leadership, the world will become a better place. Let's say goodbye."

……

Different space, library.

After nearly a month of hunting down by the Black Queen and Dr. Clef.

The mysterious man in black was seriously injured, and more than half of his black robe was burned.

But his face was still hidden in the darkness, and no one could see his appearance.

He got out of a book.

Then he got into the next book.

So back and forth, constantly shuttling among the books in the library.

The next moment, the Black Queen and Dr. Clef appeared where he had just appeared.

Alison picked up the book next to her, closed her eyes, and felt it carefully.

"He's back on Earth again."

Dr. Clef was carrying a shotgun, and his three eyes of different colors had been fully opened.

He said coldly: "Looking for death."

The two of them suddenly disappeared again.

The next moment, they appeared in a desert.

The scorching sun was in the sky, and the surrounding air seemed to be scorched and distorted.

Alison squatted down, picked up a piece of yellow sand, squeezed it tightly in his hand, and then let it go.

The yellow sand slipped from between her fingers.

At the same time, a small wind suddenly blew around them.

The yellow sand floated in one direction.

Alison pointed in that direction and said, "Over there."

The two continued on in the desert for a day and a night.

During the period, Alison used the yellow sand positioning method twice, and the distance between them and the man in black was getting closer and closer.

Finally, on the second morning, the two of them stopped the mysterious man in black.

Dr. Clef, with a cigar in his mouth, sneered as he approached him, "Are you still running?"

The man in black shrank back, but behind him, Alison also took out his own dagger.

There are no books here, and the space technology he has mastered can no longer be used so frequently.

Alison said coldly: "Tell me, who are you and why did you write such a book to entrap the snake hand."

The man in black coughed twice, seeing that he had no escape, he immediately laughed.

"If you want to know, it depends on your ability."

The three fight as a team.

If it was one-on-one, Dr. Clef and Alison might not be the opponents of the man in black, but after all, the difference is not that big.

With two against one, the black-robed man has no chance of winning.

They had been fighting one after another for a month before, and it was already at the end of their battles at this time.

Soon, he was beaten to the ground by Dr. Clef and Alison, his whole body was in pain, and he completely lost the ability to resist.

Dr. Clef still carried his shotgun and walked towards him step by step.

He stood in front of the mysterious man, and used the muzzle of his shotgun to lift the cap of his black robe.

"Let me see what you look like—"

Scorching sun.

Just when the true face of the man in black was about to be exposed to the sun, a gust of wind suddenly struck.

Strong winds above level [-] rolled the yellow sand and flew all over the sky.

Even Dr. Clef and Alison could barely hold themselves together.

Dr. Clef has the ability to bend reality, but the long-term battle also consumes a lot of him.

He took great pains to build a hut out of the surrounding yellow sand to protect him and Alison.

The strong wind lasted for two full hours before it stopped, and their hut was buried more than ten meters deep in the ground.

Sensing that the outside had gradually become calm, Alison grabbed Dr. Clef's shoulder, and the two disappeared from the dark cabin, and then returned to the ground.

It was already evening.

As far as the eye can see, the strong wind has changed the entire landscape.

The mysterious man in black robe also disappeared.

Alison grabbed Dr. Clef and the two frowned, but this time, they didn't rush after him.

Because the strong wind just now was not formed naturally.

Being able to manipulate nature and change the color of the world is obviously a god-level power.

It is worse than Ian who just ascended to the gods.

If the enemy has reached this level, it is naturally not something the two of them can deal with.

Dr. Clef shook his head.

Alison sighed too.

Obviously it was a little bit close, but it fell short every time.

Dr. Clef patted Alison's shoulder: "Don't be too sad, as long as he is still active outside, he will have a chance to kill him sooner or later."

Alison hummed.

Dr. Clef asked again: "Where is your father who has no feelings? Where did he go?"

"I don't know where he went." Alison shook her head and looked up at the sky, "But I can sense that he will be back soon."

……

At this moment, the mysterious man in black robe is actually only a few kilometers away from Dr. Clef and Alison.

Even he himself didn't know why he suddenly appeared here, and who saved him.

Then a person he could never have imagined appeared in front of him.

"Painter? Are you alive?"

He was very surprised, then shook his head again.

"No, although you look like the painter, you are not him, who are you?"

The "painter" laughed, and his image changed accordingly.