Five steps, three steps, one step......

Gross looked condescendingly at the nervous woman - she should have passed out or pretended to be unconscious, but alas, she didn't.

The woman in her unique vision was just an ordinary green dot, which meant that her strength was nothing compared to Gross's - Gross's sharp gaze swept over her face, and soon, he raised his right arm.

"Don't-"

A hand knife with just the right strength cut precisely into the back of the woman's neck, and the nerves in the cervical vertebrae were hit hard, and she instantly fell into a deep sense of paralysis, and the woman felt that her consciousness quickly fell into boundless darkness-

Gross's shot was clean and amazingly fast, but he still relented after all, and on occasions like this, killing people is actually a more reasonable choice.

Scott found two boxes in the other rooms in the hallway, containing Rael and some jewelry and antiques, and when he walked back, he found that Levine and the veteran Fatrick had arrived at Gross's side.

"The harvest is good, there are more than 5,000 reels in coins alone."

Scott said.

Gross nodded, originally he thought that this mission was just an experience and reputation point, but the wealth obtained was enough for him to be a windfall-

After registering the mercenary group, he and his companions are about to join the "Rebellion of Ambition", and these things, including the title deed, are just right for them to make adequate material replenishment.

"The woman?"

Levine asked, licking his tongue. A few of them had just killed a lot of people in the hall downstairs, and when Levine swung his knife and slashed people, he even had an inexplicable pleasure-

"Let's go! She doesn't have much to do with these guys, she's just a poor woman. ”

"Thank you, Master Gross!"

As the group left the room and passed by Sandro's body, Veteran Fa Court said to Gross again. His eyes were fixed on the dead man on the ground for a long time, and his expression seemed to be fearful.

Gross's gaze lingered only slightly on the veteran's face for less than a second.

Veteran's Gratitude:

The villain Sandro has been ambushed! Your righteous deeds have earned the respect of the veterans! They come from the Hessian Infantry Regiment of the Northland Legion, and they have been through years of life and death war, and although they are only a small group of people in difficult situations at the moment, the friendship between you and them is sprouting! Kind people, give them some help! Perhaps, one day, you will win an unpredictable reward!

As soon as the old man's words fell, Gross immediately noticed a line of mission information brushed out of his unique vision, and linked to the previous hooligans who deceived good and feared evil, and he was surprised to find that this was actually a continuous task chain-

The game world in "Discord" is highly logical and self-consistent, and many mission-related events are usually not isolated existences, it is more like a point in a dense web of countless causal threads, originally Gross was still a little puzzled because of the rich rewards of this mission, but by this time, he had suddenly understood-

Perhaps part of Sandro's wealth should be spent on helping these veterans. The so-called veterans' returns aside, the benefits that a task chain may bring alone cannot be easily abandoned.

When Gross and the others walked out of the building where the Brotherhood of the Bloody Hand was located, the streets outside were already full of stars and lights.

……

"So, you killed all the people of the 'Brotherhood of the Bloody Hand'?"

Miss Mage Ladya looked at the few men in front of her who smelled of blood, and couldn't help but ask-

Led by veteran Counsel, Gross, Scott, and Levine arrive in a slum on the edge of Boomer's Old Town. It's a short distance from Lilac Street in Uptown, but now all of them have come here with the "beggars" from before.

Some wooden planks of various materials and sizes, plus a few pieces of tarpaulin, were inlaid together with iron nails, and they became large swaths of low-rise buildings in the slums.

It was closer to a barn in the ordinary sense of the word, with dim light and foul smells, and a low doorway that made it impossible to stand up straight, and Gross and his party stood in the alleyway in front of the building, engaged in a brief conversation.

"No, how is it possible? The boss is a very kind and good man. ”

Levine's answer was a bit of a hippie smile. He drew his dagger from the side of his boot and carefully wiped the blood from his head with a worn linen cloth - a common practice among mercenaries and soldiers to better maintain their weapons.

"We just killed the evildoers."

Scott's answer was another way, among these people in the wolf bandits, the girl seemed to have a special trust in the steady Scott, and when she heard him say this, she didn't continue to ask-

She saw Gross carry a gray wooden box into the room, and the veterans, along with the lady named Visa and her children, were bending down in unison around Gross.

"It's a pity, but I have to inform you of the reality – the war in the north has broken out, we can't stay in the city for long, and tomorrow, or the morning after tomorrow, or the morning after tomorrow, we will leave Boomer......"

"In the coming days, you should probably do what you can, as for the specific arrangements, I have already entrusted Cameron......" After Gross finished speaking, he patted Cameron on the shoulder beside him-

The man who had recently joined the Wolf Bandits nodded silently, and Gross delivered him a whole box of Rael, which couldn't help but make him feel flattered-

It's not that Gross has a special value for him, it's just that there is a lack of manpower at the moment, and he can only entrust this to Cameron. However, in this way, Gross did not expect that this man would suddenly have a kind of gratitude for the grace of his acquaintance.

Boomer's night is getting darker.

After leaving the slum where the veterans lived, Gross and the others found a run-down but lively inn nearby. The owner of the hotel was an old man with a red rosacea nose, and the old man was first surprised to see such a group of them coming, but when he smelled the blood on the Gross and the others, he couldn't help but secretly become vigilant-

Just because he likes Rael doesn't mean he likes trouble too.

"Boomer is a well-ordered city, and no dangerous people are welcome here."

The old man didn't even glance at Gross, who was standing at the front, he turned around and continued to wipe the counter, which was more than half a person high, and said coldly.

"Well, I remember, Mr. Harrison, you're not just a pure hotel."

Gross didn't mind the old man's cold face, he curled his finger and tapped on the counter, replying sharply. Can't find the latest chapter of a book you want to read? cough cough cough, it's not a thing, I recommend a public account, there is a young lady here to help you find the latest chapters, and chat with you!

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