"I'll teach you a lesson, and by the way, dispel some of the strange thoughts in your mind."

"Now, put on your robe and come with me."

The middle-aged man played with the short knife in his hand and said calmly to Mara.

There was no hint of threat in the tone, as if he was simply telling the facts, which was enough to prove the middle-aged man's confidence in his strength.

Looking at the five corpses on the ground and the severed fingers, Mara ignored the pain in his fingertips, and after a short silence, he very wisely picked up the robe on the ground and draped it over his body.

The robe is very large, and with the height of the ancient demon clan of more than 2 meters, it looks quite fit.

The black robe had a hood of its own, and when Mala pulled the hood, the four scaly arms were completely covered inside the black robe, and from the outside, it looked like a two-meter-tall Terran with a hidden head and tail.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man nodded slightly.

Even with his own identity, coupled with the warrant of his own lord, it is an undesirable act to walk into the Yanjing gathering place with an ancient demon in an open and honest manner, and it is a lot less troublesome to cover Mara with a black robe.

"You go ahead."

is still in a calm tone, but with the short knife in the hands of the middle-aged man, it looks so convincing.

"Where are you going?"

Marat asked.

"...... the eastern gate of Yanjing Gathering Area"

......

The road, the horse is naturally recognized.

During the period of coming to the Yanjing gathering place, Mara will also look at the towering city walls of the Yanjing gathering place from a distance.

In the past, Marat was thinking about how to break through here.

But now......

Hanging in the balance......

Walking slowly on the streets of Tianjin, the breath of the ancient demons on his body made the low-level monsters around him stay away, and once he encountered the warriors of the human race or the sea clan, the middle-aged assassin hidden behind him would appear, and then take out a token from the space ring.

The Terran soldiers who saw the token, although they had some doubts about the identity of Mara hidden in the black robe, but the meaning of the token was clear to every soldier. Naturally, there is no need for cross-examination.

With the cooperation of one person and one demon, the journey to the eastern city wall of Yanjing's gathering place can be called completely unimpeded......

It didn't take an hour---- this was still a horse-drawn situation, and the eastern city wall of Yanjing's gathering place was already in sight......

......

"Hurry up."

The middle-aged assassin pushed Marat hard, signaling Marat to speed up.

Mara looked at the city wall of the Yanjing gathering place in the distance with a gloomy face, and sighed softly for a while......

This position is equivalent to leaving the chaotic war area and being under the control of the Terran side.

Although there are some demon cannon fodder in the rear from time to time, they rush to the city wall of the Yanjing gathering place like death, but it obviously can't cause any trouble to the Yanjing gathering place.

Everywhere you look, there are soldiers from the Chinese military coming and going, and in this case, Mara can't run away no matter how much he wants to run.

This time, the middle-aged assassin no longer concealed his figure, he directly took out the warrant and hung it on his chest, dragged the horse with one hand, and strode towards the gate of the Yanjing gathering place.

......

The process of passing through the gate of the Yanjing gathering place was quite smooth, and Marat, as an ancient demon clan, did have a resemblance to humans in body shape after wearing a wide black robe.

Coupled with the warrant in the hands of the middle-aged assassin ----or the middle-aged assassin as a guarantee, one person and one demon successfully entered the Yanjing gathering place.

Inside the eastern gate of the outer city, a military vehicle stopped at the gate early, waiting for the arrival of the middle-aged assassin and the horse.

......

"Get in the car!"

Under the brutal push of the middle-aged assassin, Marat was semi-forced to be pushed onto the military vehicle, and then, the middle-aged assassin sat down beside Marat with a short knife.

The car started slowly and drove quickly in the direction of the inner city, and by now, Marat had a deep understanding of his situation......

"Will I survive?"

Without asking me who was looking for me or what I was looking for, Mara asked the most critical question he was facing.

The short knife in the middle-aged assassin's hand paused slightly, and a stiff smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"Whether you survive or not depends not on me, but on your ......"

"You know, valuable things, there will be a need to exist, so, I advise you, now think about what you will do, what you can do, what is the value, these are the guarantee of whether you can survive......"

Marat was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly.

The information and intelligence possessed by an ancient demon should be of great use to Yanjing......

Of course, it still depends on the attitude of the ---- Mara who has been determined to be Lin Haifeng, and himself......

......

The scenery on the streets of Yanjing is nothing to see.

In the Yanjing gathering place under the state of war, the streets of the outer city have been strictly controlled, and a large number of refugees who are not capable of fighting have been concentrated in certain shelters, so there is nothing else on the streets except for vehicles and soldiers coming and going.

Under the license plate of the military vehicle in which the horse was sitting, the driver drove all the way into the military headquarters building in the inner city.

Then there was another body search, inspection, disguise.

Marat was shielded from all vision and perception by a pitch-black hood, and then walked all the way up the crooked stairs to a room under the coercion of two professionals who were at least the pinnacle of the fifth level.

Roughly thrown on a chair by two professionals, and then rude bondage.

Marat felt a tough, soft rope-like object tie him up firmly, and then the hood was violently lifted by a person next to him......

Then, the blinding white light blurred Marat's vision a little......

Faintly, Marat saw three figures appear in front of him......

Two standing, one sitting......

"Welcome to the Yanjing Gathering Place, the ...... of the Demon Clan Let's call you a friend for the time being......"

A neutral voice rang out, and Mara looked intently.

He had black and white hair, a spirited military uniform, and eyes and a familiar face......

The second place on the list of Terran dangers assessed by the demons ----......

The supreme leader of mankind, Lin Haifeng.

......

Probably seeing that Mara was a little restrained, Lin Haifeng nodded at the two professionals guarding Marat's side.

The two guards walked out of the room in amusement, leaving only Mara tied up......

and Lin Haifeng, the middle-aged assassin hidden in the shadows---- who should be Lin Haifeng's personal bodyguards, and Fang Bai and Fran standing on Lin Haifeng's left and right.