Sand, rustle.

The abrupt sound was followed by the sound of an electric current.

"Hello? Feed? ”

Aitdermon picked up the communicator and called loudly, but there was no response at all.

Suddenly, the senior C-class personnel of the 'shelter' turned extremely ugly.

He knew exactly what it all meant.

Esther was equally ugly.

In the heart of this C-class personnel who is already determined to live a long life, it is almost a subconscious guess that the 'organization' has made a move?

But then, he denied the speculation.

Not only does this not fit the speculation of the 'organization', but also because it is simply too fast.

You know, he didn't deliver the news until morning.

It would take at least the afternoon for the group to assemble an armed force capable of attacking the convoy.

And it's just morning!

After ruling out the 'Holy Snake Society' attack, Esther breathed a sigh of relief, but his face did not improve.

Because......

Jason's face was extremely gloomy at this time.

I'm not going to get killed, am I?

No, I've just found the true meaning of life!

I don't want to die yet!

Esther thought, and as soon as her knees went limp, she knelt down.

"I swear we ...... with this attack"

"Where?"

Before Esther could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Jason, the new C-class officer was a little unresponsive, but Ett Dermon instantly understood what Jason meant.

Long before Esther knelt down, she had already knelt down, and Ettemon, who burst into tears, immediately wiped her tears and said, "Please come with me." ”

With that, Ett Dermon stood up, picked up Esther, and walked towards his car.

When the car starts, Esther will pass away.

Is this an escape?

Immediately, the former elite looked at Aitdemund with a look of admiration.

Such a reaction!

Such a standard pose!

Really...... I'm still too far away!

There's so much I need to learn!

Thinking of this, the former elite began to look ahead without squinting, and the question that lingered in his mind was: Who was the person who attacked the 'asylum' convoy?

The site of the attack was not far from the back alley of 'Hot Coco Street'.

About a block and a half apart.

When the three of Jason arrived here, the mobile team of the 'shelter' had already put everything under martial law, and they immediately saluted when they looked at Ett Demond and Esther, the head of the mobile team.

"Sir!"

"How's it going?"

Aitdemund looked at the scene, which was completely surrounded by blue plastic sheeting.

The 5-meter-tall blue plastic sheet completely obscured everyone's view, including Jason, Aitdemont, and Aster.

"It's bad."

"All six members of the mobile team escorted are dead."

"And ......"

Speaking of which, the head of the mobile team was a little hesitant.

"What else?"

Aitdermon asked, but his heart sank.

He didn't think that the head of the mobile team in front of him would be frightened by some ordinary 'anomalous' sight.

And the other party's hesitation can only mean that the 'abnormal' scene inside is beyond expectations, or it is ...... Something unexpected happened.

Either way, though, was not what Aitdemund wanted to see.

"Sir, you'd better see for yourself!"

"I can't describe it!"

As he spoke, the head of the mobile team stepped back.

Almost at the same time, Aether Dermon and Esther took a deep breath, and the two of them were mentally prepared to see the scene that the head of the mobile team was unwilling to describe.

At this time, Jason walked straight in.

'Food' was robbed.

For Jason, it's something that violates his bottom line.

It was something he could not tolerate.

No matter who the other person is, he will find the other person and then let the other person understand what regret is.

Inside the blue plastic sheeting wall, on the side of the road, a black mid-size car was parked, somewhat like the magic car that Jason remembered, but it was much wider, and the body and chassis were reinforced, and it had bulletproof glass and impact bars.

Jason, who used to be a 'postman', saw at a glance what was so special about this car.

To put it simply, the car doesn't ask for any speed and comfort.

It poured all its resources into defense.

"It's great for shipping."

Jason commented.

Then, he walked to the open car door in the back.

The bodies of the six agitated team members were in the car, except for the driver and co-pilot who fell into their respective seats, and the remaining four were sitting in the back compartment.

They sat on opposite sides, facing each other.

And then......

Each has a weapon in his hand, the safety is open, and there are bullet casings on the ground.

"Cannibalism?"

Jason was stunned, he somewhat understood the reason why the leader of the mobile team just now was unspeakable.

Turning around, Jason walked to the cab.

In the cab, the driver and co-driver are different.

The co-pilot was shot in the face and fell in a pool of blood.

A gun that had left its holster was placed casually in front of the window, and the driver had a communicator in his hand, apparently the last member of the escort team to talk to Aitdemon.

The other party's face was stunned and incredulous.

There was a smooth cut in the throat, which was a fatal wound to the opponent.

"Kill people?"

Jason frowned, and he turned back to the back of the carriage again, his gaze sweeping over the four corpses.

Then, looking at the middle of the four corpses.

There should have been his 'food' there.

Subconsciously, Jason snorted.

There is no taste of any food, and obviously the 'food' should be in a thoroughly sealed container.

And at this time, Ett Dermon and Esther finally walked in.

The two C-class personnel from the 'shelter' walked around the car, their faces full of astonishment.

The two glanced at each other, and Esther almost subconsciously said what he thought.

"The car was parked steadily on the side of the road, he shot and killed the co-pilot, the gunfire was the order, the accomplice in the carriage immediately shot and killed the original companion, but the other party reacted quickly, causing the scene of the same death, and he was not the final victor, he was killed, so there was such a surprised look on his corpse."

"Did he plan the attack?"

"Why did he do that?"

Esther turned her head and asked Aitdermon.

"Can't be sure."

Ettemon replied with this in his mouth, but his eyes were fixed on the driver in the driver's seat.

He knew the other party and was very familiar with it.

In fact, as a senior C-class personnel, he recognized and was familiar with the escort members in this car.

The guy in the passenger seat just got married a month ago, and he got married.

The first guy on the left side of the carriage only asked him last week how he could live more frugally so that he could save for a down payment.

I got a girlfriend by the second guy on the left.,It's not very pretty.,But it's the kind that's very suitable for marriage.。

The first guy on the right side picked up his parents two days ago, he wanted them to have a better time in the big city, and he threw a party, which he went to.

The second guy on the right has been sending his sister to school, and he said yesterday that his sister would be the best archaeologist.

And that driver?

When he goes to the barbecue at the other person's house on the weekend, the other child's child will affectionately call him Uncle Ettedemont.

Standing in front of the car, Ait Demund was breathing heavily.

It took more than ten seconds for him to calm down.

"Aitdermon Senpai?"

Esther looked at Aitdermon with a little concern.

"It's fine."

"With work like ours, no one knows who will come first tomorrow or the unexpected."

"Even, what will happen in the next moment, we can't predict."

"So ......"

"Live well, you must live a long life!"

After Ettemon gently patted Esther on the shoulder, the veteran C-Class stepped out.

He muttered to himself in a voice that only he could hear.

"I've been to too many funerals."

"I really don't want to go to the cemetery anymore."

Esther looked at Ett Delmon's back, and he always felt that he seemed to understand the senior's thoughts more and more.

At the same time, he became more and more determined to live well.

Many happy returns!

Esther clenched his fists to cheer himself up.

Then, he was ready to say something to Jason.

After all, Jason is the key to whether he can survive safely.

But before he could speak, Jason's nose twitched slightly, and he strode out.

"Your Excellency Jason? Excellency Jason? ”

Esther shouted, but Jason ignored it.

Because, he smelled the smell of 'food'.

The hunger in my body welled up again.

And Jason's face was filled with playfulness.

Everything was so good.

The convoy of transports that were attacked.

Disappearing 'anomalies'.

Then, after he appeared, the 'anomaly' reappeared.

It seems that everything is waiting for him!

Waiting for him to appear!

"A trap for me?"

Jason narrowed his eyes, glanced at his remaining 118 points, and rushed out without hesitation.

39.3 lives!

Enough is enough!

After breaking out of the blue cloth wall, Jason instantly locked onto a person wearing a peaked hat and sunglasses in the crowd of onlookers, and when the other party saw Jason's gaze, he immediately walked into the distance.

Jason then chased after him.

The other party is fast and familiar with their surroundings.

Turning around, Jason lost the other party's vision of the other party.

But, the smell is still there.

Following the scent, Jason quickly came to a house.

It is a two-and-a-half-storey house with no garden, and the gate appears directly from the street, connected by an iron staircase with stone steps descending on one side.

The smell of food spilled out of the house.

Jason didn't hesitate and walked up the iron staircase.

Clang!

The soles of the boots and the steps touched, making a characteristic metallic sound.

After eleven times in a row, Jason came to the door of the house.

The door, without a lock, opens with a push.

The room was empty, without any furniture or decoration, except for the wooden floor, a chandelier and ...... A chocolate fountain.

That's right, it's the Chocolate Fountain!

Through the bright window, Jason could clearly see that this was a stainless steel chocolate fountain about 1 meter long, it was very clean, and it could even be said to be as smooth as new, as if it was a new machine that had just come down from the production line of the factory.

When he eats buffets in his hometown, he often sees similar chocolate fountain equipment.

His favorite thing is to use a bamboo skewer on the side, tie a few marshmallows, and then put them under the chocolate fountain, let the marshmallows be covered with chocolate juice, and put them directly in his mouth.

The rich aroma of chocolate and the softness of marshmallow burst into the mouth.

That's pretty tasty.

Aside from being too sweet, there is basically no harm in that.

Memories make food more delicious.

Especially when the brand-new chocolate fountain began to work on its own, a heated dark brown chocolate-flavored liquid flowed out of the top of the fountain and flowed through each of its layers into its base.

It doesn't take to try it for Jason to be sure that this liquid is extremely high-quality dark chocolate.

Full-bodied and inviting.

He walked up to the chocolate fountain and lowered his head and opened his mouth.

Woo!

With a gust of wind, his mouth reached an extreme.

Then, envelop the chocolate fountain directly.

Then, Jason started sucking.

A large amount of slightly hot, mellow liquid erupted in his mouth, making Jason feel warm and pleasant, which made him suck faster.

This scene is transmitted to a monitor in a room through a tiny camera hidden in the room.

"Huh."

"Reckless bugs."

Contemptuous laughter rang out in the room.

The owner of the laughter looked at Jason's sucking appearance, and said softly: "Eat, eat, eat more, otherwise, how can you have nutrition?" ”

"Just don't know your 'immortal' trait, does it work for it?"

"I'm looking forward to it!"

The other party muttered to himself.

Then, he took out a communicator and edited a message to send out.

After confirming that the message had been sent, the people in the room threw the communicator directly into the drawer.

The next thing, those people will take care of.

And he?

It's the winner!

"Winner takes all!"

The people in the room leaned back in their chairs, and their voices became softer.

As for the betrayal of collaborators?

They are meant to be collaborators who take what they need.

And what is there to burden?

What's more, when it comes to the secret of 'immortality', even if it is a close friend and family, he will not care.

Thinking of this, the people in the room showed a greedy and hideous smile.

And at this very moment-

Knock, knock!

There was a sudden knock on the door.

"Who?"

The person in the subconscious room took a firearm in his hand and asked.

"I, Ett Dmund."

A familiar voice sounded outside the door, and the people in the room breathed a sigh of relief.

He put the gun in the right-hand drawer, turned off the monitor, and straightened his shirt before he got up and opened the door.

The door opened, and a grief-stricken Aitdemund entered.

He could see this waste subordinate, his eyes were still red, as if he had just cried.

"Don't be sad."

"They're all heroes."

"I'll sign the highest level of pension that belongs to them."

His heart was full of contempt, but he had to pretend to be sympathetic.

"Thank you, Chuck."

Ett Dermon thanked his director.

Then, he pulled out his gun directly.

The muzzle of the gun was pointed at the other side.

He looked at the other party and asked word by word-

"Why you?"