After James sent off Gong Bing, who had a lot of problems, he returned to the room.

By this time, Sean had left the window, sat back on the couch, and was reading again with the materials he hadn't had time to read.

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"Are you looking at the organization's report last month?" James asked, and sat down across from Sean.

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Sean nodded, puffing out a cigarette in his mouth.

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"Then you see page 8, clause 3, no." James pointed to the document in the other party's hand and said with a serious expression.

Hearing this, Sean flipped through the file and found the page James was talking about.

"The corpse killing maniac before shot again, all the first few lives, more than half a year has passed, this guy is still alive and well, you look at the information, it's almost to our south." James shook his head, then pointed to the file and said in a tone of hatred.

"This kind of black sheep who abuse power and harm innocent people would have been found and killed by me long ago when we were still in the organization."

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"The strength of this murderous madman is assessed at the peak of the middle stage of the second level, unless the second level is dispatched and above, even if the organization sends multiple second-level middle level abilities to attack at the same time, it may not be able to leave it behind." Compared to James, Sean is much more prosaic.

"Sean, you don't know, if one or two gunmen cooperate, even if it is only in the middle of the second level, it is not impossible to deal with this murderous maniac."

"This guy is very clever." Sean put down the papers in his hand and glanced at him.

"There were a lot of clever guys in the past, and there were also a lot of powerful characters among them, didn't we all clean them up one by one in the end?" James said disapprovingly.

"Hmph, self-righteous James~~ Yamaje with a big mouth~~ He has a big mouth and a red nose~~"

At this time, a lovely female voice sounded next to her, with her own melody, humming and singing.

Hearing the singing, James turned his head and glared at Lola, who was dangling her feet and singing at the bar.

The latter looked like no one else, but after seeing James glaring at him, he was even more proud, his white face was red, and he looked very cute.

"Let's not talk about our past, after all, we've been gone for so long." Sean glanced at Lola, bit a cigarette and asked James, "Are you still going to take it personally?" ”

"I just can't look past it." James leaned back, leaned back on the sofa, and said with a puzzled expression: "It is the existence of this kind of guy that will make ordinary humans misunderstand us more and more." ”

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"Let him go, anyway, this kind of misunderstanding is not a day or two, in the end, everything is ultimately decided by strength."

"This is the tone of the council, when did you become such a face?" James said with a frown.

"They do regard this as a concept and code of conduct, but although we don't agree with this kind of strength, we can't deny that the world is like this."

Sean shook the ash on the ashtray and continued, his tone becoming stern.

"If we had enough strength back then, Mina wouldn't have died! Earrings don't die! Svaro won't die! Even Rita and her loved ones won't die!! Do you understand? ”

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James was speechless, just glanced at Lola quietly.

Lola was silent, too, her head hunched, her milk carton in her arms, her legs crossed under her skirt.

Sean's every question is like a bone-eating scythe, evoking memories and tearing out the wounds on everyone's bodies that were covered up in the past.

The blood was dripping, but the wounds were still there.

For a moment, only shackled air remained in the room.

Finally, Lola jumped off the table and silently left the room.

Sean snuffed out the cigarette butt in the ashtray and watched Lola's back as she left.

"We're not messengers of justice, so let's leave this kind of thing to the organization." Finally, Sean sighed and said in a wistful voice.

Then he picked up the papers on the table again, pulled one out of it and threw it in front of James.

"Now, let's put our minds on this organization called 'Jue', we have to find out what is going on with it? Where did these potions come from? ”

James looked down and saw that there was a lot of text on the paper, and next to the text was a picture the size of half a piece of paper.

The photograph is a little blurry, and inside it appears to be a dark-toned wall with many nail holes, waste paper, and signs of cabinet equipment disassembly.

In the middle of these things, an eye, an open purple eye, is drawn.

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Soon another day passed, and it was already November, and the hot weather had left a little, and the earth was gradually beginning to show some traces of autumn.

Thanks to the high physique, Gong Bing's body has recovered well, although it is still necessary to apply ointment and change bandages regularly, but the wound under the bandage has initially healed.

However, external injuries are easy to heal, while internal injuries are difficult to heal.

The dark wounds inside the body are still there, and you still need to take medicine and conditioning regularly. And the energy that has been lost should be slowly recovered through diet.

None of these things can be done overnight, so it will take some time to fully recover.

But Gong Bing no longer needs to continue to recuperate in bed, so after spending a day in Sean's secret base, he feels that he can't survive and wants to go home early or return to the martial arts hall.

Anyway, being idle is idle, Gong Bing originally wanted to take this opportunity to practice shooting here and improve his firearms skills.

But after Sean learned about it, he forbade Gong Bing's request on the grounds that his physical injuries had not healed.

Then he also made a point of informing Lux to lock the room at the shooting training ground to prevent Gong Bing from sneaking in.

Gong Bing didn't have the skill of unlocking, and in the face of the ordinary door, Gong Bing could still try to kick it open and break the door violently.

But in this secret base, except for some less important rooms, such as the rest room, medical room, and bathroom, the rest of the rooms are a thick blastproof iron door, which can be felt by looking at the exterior without touching.

If you want to break the goal with your fists and feet, I don't know if Gong Bing can do it in the future, but at least he can't do it now.

He can enter and exit the martial arts training room freely, but in addition to standing on the condensing pile, once Gong Bing practices boxing, his body will have a faint pain inside and out.

So in desperation, this can only be done.

Therefore, Gong Bing decided to 'discharge' from the hospital early.

Early the next morning, Gong Bing searched all over the factory and secret base, but he didn't see anyone Shaun or James.

In the end, Gong Bing could only find Lola, who stayed alone in the restaurant.

The latter changed into a white hooded dress at this time, his head was still hidden in the hat, and his hand was still the same milk that had not changed for ten thousand years.

This guy looks listless and sullen, Gong Bing talks to her, and she always feels that she shouldn't ask three questions.

Gong Bing didn't know what this guy was wondering about, and the other party didn't have the slightest feeling of wanting to talk, so Gong Bing didn't meddle in anything.

Just said hello to her and left the secret base with the medicine.