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With a pale face, Levin stood up from his seat in both directions.

At this time, his whole body was sluggish, and his mind was completely in a chaotic state, as if he could exhale immortal energy in the next second, and ascend (go) to the immortal (world) immediately (locally).

Little Red Riding Hood twitched her fingertips, and uttered a word sullenly: "Get lost."

The breath on his body suddenly rose for a moment, and then it calmed down forcibly in an extremely unstable manner.Levin could sense that the other party really wanted to kill him at that moment, but for some reason he held back with difficulty.

Levin staggered and crawled towards the distance by touching the floor, then turned his head in a strange way, and looked at Ye Cang through the tears and sweat on his face—could it be because of him...! ?

Ye Cang didn't know what Levin was guessing. He propped his chin on the table with one hand, looked at the child standing in front of him, and couldn't see any tension or fear at all.

This is of course, according to the wrong information provided by Levin just now, as a "newcomer" who has just entered the industry, knows nothing, and is innocent (emphasis), how would he know who the other party is:)

So, Ye Cang said directly: "There are still so many vacancies next to you, you drove him away, who will tell me the story?"

There is a sense of dissatisfaction and accusation between the words.

There was a sudden sound of inhaling madly around, those mercenaries couldn't help but leaned back, their lips moved a few times, and they couldn't say anything, but—"Is this person looking for death?" The words have almost been written on the face.

The most horrific criminals in the world are right in front of them, how terrifying—those heinous criminals were once the nightmare of their careers.And during this time, such prisoners have become the rations of another monster—become a mass-produced, worthless thing.

If this is the Interstellar Police Department, then it is estimated that the group of guards would have rushed to fight the predator, because that is the duty.But it is not right now. The people here are not just, brave and fearless security guards, but mercenaries. The ultimate and only purpose of their work is money.

And this money is divided into two types, those who spend their lives and those who don't.

At this moment when there is no preparation and insufficient equipment, the situation is infinitely close to the latter, so no one dares to act rashly.

They kept a close eye on the movements of the predators, ready to fight back or run away at any time, but Ye Cang, who was being targeted by the predators, could not be saved, the silly white sweet little sheep would be eaten to pieces. Let's set up a monument.

They had unilaterally abandoned him.

But what no one expected was that they didn't see the scene of Ye Cang being torn into powder, not only that - Little Red Riding Hood sat down.

The little child put his legs together and put his hands on his knees. He was in a very standard and well-behaved sitting posture. Coupled with his tight lips and the low breath emanating from his body, it was full of strange sense of disobedience.

It's unbelievable, but, difficult, could it be that...he is nervous? ? ?

"I'll tell you." He said word by word, "I can tell you everything you want to know."

Everyone's eyes widened—everything, everything about the "Predator", this should be precious information that many people squeezed their heads to get their lives! !

Ye Cang said: "What about Levin?" The middle-aged man who was huddled in the corner and was suddenly called out trembled and let out a vague sob.

"He's a damn liar." The kid in the red cloak sneered.

"I see." Ye Cang curled his lips, "It seems that you know a lot about predators."

"You are very interested in him." The child looked at him with an unclear expression.

Ye Cang nodded: "Because he is the most valuable wanted criminal right now."

"Are you short of money?"

"...More or less." Ye Cang touched his shriveled pockets, all the money he brought out had already been used to repair the roof of others, and now he really has no money.

--Um?

Suddenly there was a cold touch on the wrist, how cold it was, it was like sinking into the Nine Serenity Hell in an instant, and a severe chill surged from the depths of the soul.Scary, but not dangerous, because the person holding him at this moment has no killing intent.

Ye Cang followed the owner who suddenly stretched out his hand to look at it, and met his ruby-like eyes.

Those eyes were inexplicably dark at the moment, and a voice sounded without ups and downs: "I am the Predator."

The voice was still clear in the too dead space, and the whole room ushered in a suffocating second, and then all the mercenaries who had been sitting stiffly in their positions stood up.

They finally couldn't pretend that nothing had happened.

Originally, neither of the two parties would disclose their names, and even if they knew it well, they could forcibly whitewash the peace, but now, the enemy has admitted it openly, and they still look like they are stepping on top of their heads.If you do nothing at this time, then everyone in the room will lose face from now on.

The space that seemed to be static before suddenly came alive. Those with weapons took out their weapons, and those without weapons found a hidden corner to lurk secretly.

And the two people who are at the center of everyone's attention, did not give a single glance to the surroundings, forming a world of their own——

Ye Cang: "Oh."

... Oh what the hell! !

They all agreed that Ye Cang was dumbfounded by fright, just like Levin who couldn't make any reaction just now.

The boy carefully observed Ye Cang's expression, and really did not catch any panic or fear from the other's eyebrows.His eyes flickered for a moment, and the corners of his mouth were raised for a narrowed squint—it was really very, very small, almost negligible, and he quickly pursed it back.

But it did exist, and it was enough to make anyone who knew him roll their eyes.

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

"Of course not," Ye Cang looked at him seriously, "You can't beat me."

Predator: "..."

Everyone: "..."

The boy stood up from his seat, and all the mercenaries looked at him with serious expressions, looking at him as if they were facing an enemy.But the other party didn't care, and went straight to the front window.

Fingerprint confirmation, iris scanning, follow the previous steps of cashing out the reward, all in one go.

Facing the little boy who couldn't reach the window at all, the front desk lady with strong professional ethics smiled and spoke softly, and handed out a star travel card: "Hi sir, this is your bounty, after counting Please go to the side and put on the elemental metal cuffs, and wait for the escort."

The boy nodded, then turned around and put the star travel card on Ye Cang's desk: "As you said, I'm very valuable."

Everyone: "..." No, wait, there is such an operation! ?

But think about it carefully, as long as the person pays the money, who cares whether the person is forced or voluntary?

Ye Cang didn't move the card: "I didn't catch you."

"No, you caught me." The predator looked at him calmly, "Now I am your prey, there is no doubt about it."

Ye Cang left the underground street, no one dared to stop him.

The Predator was left there, having "turned himself in" after all.However, Ye Cang didn't think that this was the end - did anyone think that the child would really obediently be captured without a fight?Looking at the other party's calm posture, he knew that there must be a way to leave.Those mercenaries are not yet able to eat such a monster.

And the fact was just as he thought, the next day, the predator who had disappeared from the wanted list reappeared in the optional lists of various top mercenaries.And without knowing what the other party did, the price has more than doubled by more than ten times. While the people who saw it were terrified and frightened, their desire for money became more and more crazy.

When Nighthawk walked through the street, all he heard was discussions from every corner, fanaticism, wonder, and fear.

"...I was the one who survived the predator! If you don't believe me, ask, the mercenaries who were there at that time saw it." Levin's familiar voice was fierce and high.

Nighthawk walked by without turning his eyes.

Levin was still chattering excitedly, occasionally echoed by exclamations from the audience, "I'm just telling you, keep it secret... There is a person in our mercenary world who has a lot to do with predators. He and I are not dead. I guarantee that the two of them must know each other, and the status of the other party in the hearts of predators is definitely not low!"

"...I also heard that that person is currently living in a hotel over there in District M. Do you think the Predator is also there? Everyone really needs to be careful recently..."

Nighthawk's steps suddenly stopped, and he turned back abruptly, ignoring the commotion around him, and asked in a deep voice: "Just now, where did you say he lives?"

"..."

Ye Cang heard a knock on the door.

Theoretically speaking, he should have no one he knows here. Thinking about it this way, he opened the door and saw a figure that was not unfamiliar.

"……It's you?"

Ye Cang raised his eyebrows.

The man outside the door was wearing a cyberpunk-style dark blue jacket with wristbands on his hands. He had a handsome young face and looked only in his 20s.

Nighthawk nodded: "It seems that you know me." Not out of pride or anything else, he was indeed known to most of the mercenaries.

However, Ye Cang said calmly: "Weren't you there that day, my memory has always been better." It can also be called a photographic memory.

This man was obviously one of the people sitting in that speakeasy at that time, and Ye Cang had an impression of this man only because he was the strongest among all the mercenaries present at that time.As for other identities, how powerful he is in the industry... Sorry, he really doesn't know.

Nighthawk was stunned for a moment, feeling inexplicably embarrassed, lowered his head and touched his nose.

"You also came to discuss with me about the Predator?" Under Ye Ying's surprised gaze, Ye Cang chuckled, "The news spreads so fast on this street, you are already the sixth person to come to the door gone."

Nighthawk reacted quickly, and suddenly took a deep look at him: "They won't come in the future."

He remembered what he saw on the way here—someone was controlling this area.It can be seen that the opponent's method has undergone some restraint, but for someone as keen as him, it can still be recognized at a glance.

...it's the return of the Predator.

How strange, the most ferocious wanted criminal in the past has vaguely started to work as a part-time bodyguard. It's ridiculous that those people who are overwhelmed still don't know it, and intend to challenge the other party's bottom line.

"That's right, this is the best way, I'll be annoyed if I'm always bothered." Ye Cang looked at him, and for a moment, Nighthawk almost thought that the other party knew what he was thinking.But when he went to investigate carefully, the other party still had that calm look, "Then, what exactly are you looking for?"

Nighthawk put away his fluttering thoughts, and suddenly became solemn: "I want to invite you—to join me in the black abyss feast."

……Um?This was a bit unexpected.

Ye Cang was silent for a while, and stepped aside, "Let's talk after entering the door."

There is drama!Nighthawk heaved a sigh of relief, and somehow sensed something strange again—in this short conversation, it was not the expected self but the other party who took the initiative.And this is not the result of his deliberate retreat, but the involuntary reaction of his body and mind.

The intuition of the top mercenaries is terrible, including helping them determine what kind of posture they should take on various occasions, and now, the decision made by his intuition is that he is under Ye Cang...?

Nighthawk's heart skipped a beat, and his expression froze.

And at this time, Ye Cang was already sitting on an old rocking chair - he had no sense of disobedience with this rocking chair.

"Why did you make such an invitation? You should know the danger of the Black Abyss Feast, so aren't you afraid that I will hold you back?" He asked strangely, "Or is it because I know the predator?"

Nighthawk tried to calm down, and replied, "No, it's because I trust my intuition."

When I saw this person for the first time, I vaguely felt that the other person was not simple. Although I still couldn't remember where the familiarity came from, but later, the performance of the predator also proved that his feeling was probably right.

Nighthawk took out two cards from his pocket, which were cards that Ye Cang was very familiar with—an invitation to enter the feast.

However, compared to the one Ye Cang got, these two invitations were stained with more blood, almost making people think that they were originally red.

It is enough to see how fierce the competition is, and how much blood has accumulated behind this thin cardboard.

"You snatched it by yourself?" That's a bit powerful.

"No, I bought it after someone else robbed it." He actually has one with his name on it, but for some reason, he doesn't plan to use it.

"This kind of invitation is very valuable?"

Nighthawk's originally calm face showed a toothache expression: "My salary for two years."

Ye Cang knew that this person should be quite famous among the mercenaries, so his two-year salary is definitely a huge sum of money for ordinary people. This discovery made Ye Cang's eyes shine.He immediately stretched out his hand to the pocket—actually, he used the cover of the pocket to touch the space hub inside.

Then...Ye Ying watched the young man keep taking out stacks of cardboards from inside—these invitations were all given to Ye Cang by Theseus before he left, and he was worried that if he lost his mind, the only invitation would be lost. I lost the letter, so I gave so many extra backups.Anyway, he only needs to use one, and the extra is a waste, so it's better to take the opportunity to dispose of it.

Ye Cang piled up all the invitation letters and scratched them casually like shuffling poker: "How much do you think they are worth?"

Nighthawk no longer knew how to write the word "invitation letter", he opened his mouth, tried his best to hold back, and pointed to himself, "I don't know how much they are worth, but I only want 20 yuan , do you want to consider buying me...?"

The top mercenary in the interstellar world (begged) to (enclosed) (raised) for nothing, begging the boss to think about it!