The speed of those figures was too fast, and they swept over like ghosts, so Tang Qi only had time to receive a fragment of information that could only be regarded as half-way.

"The power of the evil gods...... Polluter!"

This half of the fragment had already made Tang Qi frown, and some memory images rose in his mind.

And a quick glance at the scene he saw made Tang Qi quickly confirm, where did those flashing figures come from?

At that moment, he saw a tall body, a black suit, and several white apparitions, which may have been...... Mask?

"Hastu Club!"

Tang Qi lowered the window, his head lowered slightly, and he said silently.

In his mind, all kinds of clues came to him.

From the original Amber Merchant, the spooky Evil God Seed, then the Masked Monster who attacked Stanna, the Mutated Masked Man who later tried to retrieve the seed and business card, and Samra's clone's familiarity with the White Mask.

When these are connected, an obvious truth is coming out.

In the city of Mercer, or with the city of Mercer as the core, there is a transcendent organization that is biased towards the evil camp.

And the main force of this organization seems to be an unknown evil god.

So far, Tang Qi has not seen any other personnel in this organization, and the only one he has seen and fought with is the mutated white masked monster, since even Samra knows about it, it means that there are not many masked people who are contaminated by the power of evil gods in this organization.

Club...... Could it be that these masked people, like the most common waiters in some clubs, are only the most basic tools?

When this speculation surfaced, Tang Qi's eyes couldn't help but show a look of surprise.

Tang Qi fought the masked man, who was out of control and greatly strengthened, and relied on a sneak attack to kill him.

With his current combat strength, Tang Qi thought that he could deal with at least seven or eight masked people who had mutated out of control, and if there was a spacious battlefield, it would not be difficult to kill them all.

But if the Masked Man is the basic member of the "Hastu Club", then there will naturally be a higher level of combatants.

"This is a powerful organization, the Castle Bureau may have known about its existence for a long time, but it can't muster manpower, so it acquiesces to its development for the time being?"

"What is their purpose? ...... in the Bronque at such times?"

"Stop!"

The coachman, who was in a nervous state, was almost frightened by Tang Qi's abrupt voice, and if he hadn't recognized the sound coming from the carriage behind him in time, the old cowboy would have drawn his gun.

Although he was a coachman who lived by driving cars, the old cowboy's temper was still there, and after being startled, he was about to lose his temper at the guests in the carriage, when he saw a dozen silver-white narles fall into the tin can he placed on his side.

Dang Dang Chang's voice was incomparably pleasant, enough to make him forget the unhappiness just now.

Just as he was about to thank the generous guest, he found that the carriage was already empty.

"Young and anxious guest, I don't know what kind of place this is?"

"Forget it, it's none of my business, I'm only here to earn money for tomorrow night's drink. ”

The coachman muttered, then turned back and whipped lightly on the horse's buttocks, and the spacious carriage immediately tapped away again, much faster than before.

......

In the Bronk district, in a dark alley, a young figure rushed by, and when he passed a dark corner, his body "buzzed" and disintegrated, and a cloud of twisted smoke emerged, quickly blending into the night and disappearing.

With the help of the fog body, Tang Qi perfectly blended into the night and shadows, and no one would notice a faint fog, even if he saw it occasionally, at most he thought it was night fog or water vapor.

He caught up, naturally not to fight those few white masked people who flashed by.

Tang Qi's purpose was just to gather information.

Judging from the process of killing the Samra family, what a cheap thing it is to be ahead of information. If it weren't for Tang Qi's secret position, coupled with the fact that he knew the family well, how could he use that simple trap to destroy them.

Donch hasn't played the "Hastu Club" yet, but Donch has a strange premonition.

Whether it is because of the black pot detained to this organization, or other reasons, the two sides will definitely intersect in the future.

In this case, it is natural to gather some information in advance.

The time he spent thinking about it before had already caused him to lose a few people.

However, because of the fog body, Tang Qi's tracking method has become both simple and crude, but also very effective.

He turned into a cloud of mist and floated high up, a huge area, and it was instantly reflected in his eyes.

The houses in yellow and black, the messy, dirty streets, the occasional sewers that spew out steam, and the corners where all kinds of shady transactions and bloody tragedies are taking place all fall into his eyes.

"Found it!"

Almost after a few breaths, Tang Qi saw those figures again.

They seemed to split up somewhere, and then rushed in the same direction.

The southern part of the area is dominated by abandoned factories, and most of the residents are homeless and really low-income or even no-income groups.

Tang Qi made a judgment in his heart, and at the same time drifted over without hesitation.

Soon, his figure melted into an abandoned factory building, shadowed by a window, and on the street below, a total of four figures converged.

Each of them, dressed in some kind of black suit, was not solemn, or gentlemanly, and looked a little dull, and the white masks on their faces were still in the Bronque in the middle of the night.

Even if someone passes by by accidentally, they will be scared out of nowhere.

These four people, like the mutated masked people Tang Qi had seen, all had tall, strong bodies, and all had bald heads, and they didn't make a sound between their movements, like four black ghosts, converging below.

As the four of them stood still, a low, cold voice sounded from under the mask.

"The sleeping props are set up, and we have three hours. ”

......

"Intelligence confirms that this is the place of death of the Thirty. ”

......

"The message left by Thirty has been found, the target is unmarked and weird, physically strong, mainly brute force combat, the key points seem to be the heart and head, but the recovery power is extremely strong, it cannot be severely damaged in a short time, it may choose to escape. ”

......

"Meet the requirements of the polluted pool, arrest immediately!"

Four almost identical voices entered Tang Qi's ears one after another.

These four white-masked people don't seem to be normal people, if it weren't for the clear human aura on their bodies, the accuracy and consistency of their actions, and the feeling of cold machinery, I'm afraid that they would be mistaken for four robots.

"This is the way they were before they got out of control?"

"They're doing it to capture a monster who has killed their kind?"

"The purpose is for something called the Pool of Pollution. ”

Tang Qi looked down and began to arrange the four figures of some kind of trap, and his mind quickly thought.

At the same time, Tang Qi did not forget, and stared at the four of them seriously, he was in too much of a hurry before, and he only had time to extract half of the information fragment.

And the last time they fought, Tang Qi directly killed the masked man without taking a closer look.

Now, it's a great opportunity.

ps: Thank you for the reward of the book friend Xiuxian, by the way, ask for a recommendation ticket on Monday.