The wind slashed and the dust flew backwards, and Brant looked extremely focused, driving the sand cart that was almost falling apart, like a tadpole fish tracing up the river in the vast sea of sand.

In the sand cart, the three mercenaries of the Thirteenth True Guard Team sat side by side in the back seat of the car, the space in the back seat of the sand cart was not large, the tall Hugut could only keep his head down, and Ou Jifeng was almost shrunk into a ball, but the devouring god was obviously not affected by the narrow space, he generously 'sitting' on the broken leather chair, although the shield that wrapped his whole body had been shrunk to the minimum, it could separate him from Ou Jifeng's huge furry body.

"I'm guessing that the numbers you're yelling at are galaxy quadrant coordinates, and Sylm idiot must have done something stupid there to catch you." The Gaudem fiddled with the tactical computer in his tentacles as he began to ask Brandt for verification.

"That's the position of the Disfaradoo star Diocalion, and there's only one thing that can make this fool panic, and that's what he's done to damage the true guard and fatten his own pocket." The God Eater continued to probe in Brant's silence.

"But what does the 'executioner' have to keep these ugly monsters interested? I mean, these reptiles in Hodor are notoriously intellectually worrisome, but they never trade at a loss. Xiao Gu, you may have more say in this point, because morphologically, they are more like your distant relatives. Ou Jifeng said at this time.

"Fart! Who would be in the same clan as that kind of inferior nouveau riche? The history of our clan is much richer than that of these reptiles, and it is complete nonsense to say that the form is similar! Hugut shook his head, the scales on his back grinding against the sand roof.

"But are you really like each other, along with the vanished Hoss people in the Bald system, some scholars of the human race have classified them in the theory of evolution, and call you the 'cold-blooded three brothers'......"

"Fart, fart, I see that you Blue Mountain talents look the same as them." Hughgut yelled at him.

"Okay, okay, you two are enough, Lao Ou, have you seen it, you are not big or small with your subordinates, this is why you are not suitable to be the captain!" Seeing that his words made the two mercenaries shut up at the same time, the devouring god continued to analyze the train of thought just now.

"In my opinion, the key data of the 'Raise Warriors' project may also be the blueprint for the stellar bomb, and with Sylm's position in the company, it is completely possible to obtain this top-secret information. And the Disfaradhoos, who have risen to prominence with Ascendor technology, clearly need these technologies in order to make themselves look more powerful. ”

"But I didn't expect him to be so bold." Hugut said with a bit of a smack.

"Money can make everything taste, Xiao Gu, don't talk about him, aren't we the same?" Ou Jifeng will finally look like a captain.

"Yes, Lao Ou, begging for a living in the sea of fire at the tip of the knife, but what you earn is all money that has lost your bones and scum, unlike others, you can exchange a lot of star coins for yourself with the movement of your fingers, devouring gods, you said that a technology like 'cultivating warriors', how much money can you exchange from those shameless second-generation guys?" Hugut was so greedy that he sought advice from the most learned of the three of them.

"Dozens of standard years, tens of thousands of top personnel relay research and development, tens of billions of facilities and costs, I don't know, but that must be a remarkable number, you can ask this Agent Brant, after all, it was his so-called 'coercion' in exchange for this unfortunate 'action before the operation'. Now our lives are in the hands of others, so Xiao Gu, you ...... You're welcome. ”

On the Beowulf, Brant and Ludwig stayed in the silent force field for only a dozen seconds, and the commander of the operation, who had previously seemed stubborn, issued an unrecorded temporary escort mission to his subordinate team 13.

"The operation will be postponed a little, and at midnight, regardless of whether this kid's hell negotiation succeeds or fails, if no hostages are released, we will launch a planned assault." Ludwig warns Ou Jifeng.

"Remember that bullets don't have long eyes, and no one cares about a few of the 20,000 hostages." Then he whispered in Brandt's ear.

For this reason, he felt palpitations at Master Arthur's blackmail threat without saying it in advance, and Brant only felt that he was more frightened today than he was in the broken ship that could be swallowed up in a vacuum at any moment.

In fact, he felt that he did not deserve such treatment, that everything he had done now should have been Malcolm's job, and that he had disappeared from tuba in the morning, leaving him, a non-combatant who had always been just a housekeeper, and who was like a commando between the True Guard mercenaries and the boat robbers.

"Hey, I'm talking about Mr. Spy." Hugut heeded the advice of the Devourer and tried to speak in what he thought was the most polite tone, but he was clearly not good enough, for the mixed Brant had shouted several times before he realized that the Aussians were talking to him.

"Our commander is a criminal who eats inside and out, right? What did he do? Hughgut asked.

"I don't know." Brandt told the truth because about Sylm. The deal between Ludwig and the Desfaradoo, Master Arthur really didn't confide in him the specifics of the deal in the teleprompter.

"Okay, keep it from us until this time." The Okugu grinned dissatisfied.

"Then let's talk about something related to us, once you meet the leader of the other party on this trip, what method do you plan to use to get him to release 20,000 hostages?" He asked again.

"I don't know." Brant continued to be honest with the truth, and this answer made the Augrians irritate.

"You're probably the tightest-mouthed bastard I've ever seen in my life, but for a while the three of us are keeping you alive, and you're choosing to keep your mouth shut about the chips that will keep us all alive. You know, spy, Lao Tzu can't trust you, so put the ugliness in front, and once something goes wrong when the time comes, Lao Tzu will slip away as soon as possible. ”

"Don't call your usual routine a coincidence, Gu." Ou Jifeng immediately debunked Hugut's excuse, and the latter laughed without feeling embarrassed at all when he heard this.

"Just a little bit of a revelation, so that we can have a bottom in our hearts, Mr. Brandt." The Blue Mountains took over the questions that had been started by Hughgut.

"I really don't ......" Brant only halfway through his words, but the corners of his mouth were tightened, and the devouring god next to him hurriedly asked as soon as he saw that there was a door.

"It's a matter of life and death, don't you think we have the right to know what we rely on?" The Gaude man had a mouthful of maggots in his mouth, but a terrifying ugly face was staring at Brant's eyes in the rearview mirror.

"A ...... agreement," said Brandt, the answer that Mistress Ryathur had just typed to him, and he did not know what even a single bit of it really meant.

"Agreed?" God Eater and his two accomplices were surprised.

"What kind of agreement?" He asked.

"I don't know......," Brandt's reply was to revert back to the unknown.