On top of a mountain bag, a red jeep is speeding along a trail of only two or three meters above the mountain. There were three people in the car, two men and one woman, and a middle-aged uncle in the driver's seat, his long, thick blue and black hair was blown back, revealing ungroomed stubble and a scarred face. He had a thick cigar in his mouth on his slightly chapped lips, and the sparks on the cigarette butt shone and dimmed in the wind. Unaffected, he wore a black stand-up collar undergarment, underneath which showed his looming muscles, giving a battle-hardened look, and a thick carapace-like red coat underneath him.

The person behind the car is much younger, and his appearance is also meticulously dressed. With yellow curly hair, a straight nose bridge and blue eyes, it feels like a strong Western European style. The only thing that bears the same resemblance to the person in front of him is the same red coat.

I don't know if it's intentional or not, these people are all dressed in red. Especially the young woman in the co-pilot, she was wearing a red leather coat, and the close-fitting was also a black stand-up collar underwear, the difference was that there was a pair of plump breasts standing firmly, they were almost about to break free from the black bondage, firmly hooking the eyes of most people.

She gently stroked her fiery flowing hair. The red leather half-finger gloves stood out on her delicate and fair hands. Needless to say, this is our old acquaintance, Claire.

"What's the deal with this commission?" Claire asked the middle-aged man driving beside him, rather lazily.

"How else can it be calculated, it's not finished." The man pulled out a hand to remove the cigar from his mouth, and replied a little depressedly, "It's rare to have news of that man, and it turned out to be a trip for nothing." ”

"There's no way around it, after all, it's a wanted criminal entrusted by A-class, and if it could be done easily, someone would have done it a long time ago." The gentleman-like man in the back row interjected.

"Let's go back to McGee first. Let's see if there's any news over there. The middle-aged uncle who was driving the car put on his cigar again. Obviously, I don't want to talk about this topic anymore.

Claire cast her gaze to the dense jungle below, her face becoming solemn, and a glint of light flashed in her eyes.

"Someone down there calling for help?!" Her face turned pale, and the uncle slammed on the brakes almost as soon as she spoke. Apparently he had noticed movement in the distance, too.

"I'll take a look~" The man in the back seat jumped out of the jeep as soon as he stood up.

"I'll go with you." Claire jumped out of the car as she spoke, after all, she found out by herself, and it was not appropriate for him to go alone.

"If there's anything wrong, retreat, don't get into unnecessary trouble." The middle-aged uncle instructed the two of them to go down the mountain quickly like a parent. He didn't see them turn around, and he didn't know if they heard, so he shook his head helplessly.

Although the man was the first to take the lead, Claire rushed ahead of him in a few jumps, and the backs of the two of them were like two red butterflies rushing into the dark green jungle one after the other.

"Rescue... Help~" A faint cry was heard in the distance. Krell, who was in the lead, listened carefully to the direction of the sound, she came to a bush near the caller in a few sprints, it was absolutely unwise to rush out, there were not too many bastards who used the distress to set traps in this world. So for a hunter of her level, caution is just a basic rule of survival in troubled times.

Not far away, on the ground, a guy in a blue suit fell there, dripping with blood and obviously suffering from injuries, this suit is the standard uniform of the information officers of the Hunter Center, they generally keep a low profile, and their main job is to gather and transmit information. This identity is not simple, they are basically an invincible talisman existence, after all, the power of the Hunter Guild is all over the world. If you provoke the army, you can still run, but if you provoke the Hunter Guild, you will die an ugly death, and a wanted warrant will make you desperate. Therefore, these people generally do not have fake theories, and the hunters not only do not hurt the information officers, but are also more willing to help them, after all, such a record on their hunter registration card will get special treatment in many ways.

Now that the identity of the other party has been figured out, there is no need to worry, and Krell hurried to his side, the man's shout was already weak. Claire looked at his bloodless face, and his heart couldn't help sinking, there were no nurses among them, this person couldn't be saved by medicine alone, and at this time, the noble son behind him also came behind her, and when he saw this scene, his hand that was about to reach out to his arms to take something stiffened. A hint of hesitation flashed from his face, and he immediately pulled out a white ginseng pill from his arms.

Karel took it and fed it to the man's slightly open mouth.

Both of them knew it was useless, but it was just a temporary relief from the pain. The man in Karel's arms opened his eyes slightly, and he looked blankly at the two of them, as if pondering their situation. He saw the faces of Claire and the noble prince clearly, and his expression was visibly relaxed.

"Please let the Gull in my arms out... To the center ... Here's the situation. He pointed to his chest.

"What the hell is going on here?" Claire wondered what was going on here.

"A lot of ants... Giant ants... "That person may have been in a bit of a hurry, and he was already a little out of breath." The two of us ... They have taken it ... ”

"Giant ants? When will someone be arrested? Claire looked at the man behind him, and the other party was also puzzled.

The two of them looked at the informant again, and there was no breath. Claire gently lowered him and pulled a small metal cage out of his pocket. Inside was a white sparrow-sized bird.

Claire was well aware of this, the fox had been used in front of her eyes I don't know how many times, the bird was a cub of a bomb gull, and people used drugs to inhibit its growth. Then it goes through a series of trainings to transmit information over long distances. It can be carried with both paper documents and small hard drives. The Hunter Center used the latter, and Claire reached under the bird's wings, and sure enough, there was a small hard object. It seems that the man was ready to be released, but in the end he did not finish due to excessive blood loss.

Claire opened one side of the cage, and the bird rushed out quickly, like a white light flying in the direction of McGee,

The two of them carried the informant's body to a rather secluded place and hid it, as the Hunter Center would definitely come to receive the corpse, and doing so would leave a good impression on the center.

"What now?" The noble boy asked the pensive Krell very calmly.

"Go back to the captain first." She suddenly realized that she would not be able to run in the direction of the top of the mountain, and the noble boy smiled and followed.

The middle-aged uncle listened to Claire's narration. I also fell into deep thought.

"Let's not go back to McGee yet, how about we go over there and save people?" Claire was visibly excited. "This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

"Now that you've messaged McGee. There will definitely be a special reward order over there. It won't be long before a large number of hunters come. The middle-aged uncle frowned. Wait, do you mean? ”

"We ran for nothing. Ammunition supplies or anything is useless. Claire was completely devoid of the decadence in the car, "What if we went straight to get those informants out?" ”

At this time, the uncle captain and the noble son both looked shocked, they both understood what Claire meant, there was a junior hunter who scavenged in the desert to rescue a dying intelligence officer, and then the center gave him a special rental chariot, the rental fee was only one-tenth of the normal one, basically he picked up a chariot for nothing, and that guy immediately changed from a scavenger to a well-known bounty hunter in Tower Town. It is known as a good story in the circle, no one knows it, whether it is to buy people's hearts or have other plans, the center really doesn't say to the people under him, if his team can rescue three people from it, his own car that has been used for N years should definitely be replaced. He looked at the red jeep behind him.

"Okay, just do what you want." The two replied in unison.