Yang Ge sat on a bird of prey, staring at the cigarette between his right index and middle fingers, and the curling green smoke drifted in the cold sea breeze.

"Hiss......", he suddenly pinched the cigarette butt and took a hard puff, flicked the cigarette butt, leaned over and took out an old-fashioned keyboard mobile phone in a shutdown state from the glove compartment, and turned it on and dialed out a string of numbers.

"Duh... Duh..."

Global communications have long since collapsed, and now only the Dawn camps still have LAN wireless communications, but the signal is extremely weak, and when you leave the camp, mobile phones are basically waste.

"Good evening, this is the Witcher Guild, I'm Lucy, operator, how can I help you......"

"Hello, I'm Reserve Witcher Carno Scott, No. NB: 622202666, and I have important dark creature information to report...... A group of shapeshifters were ordered by a high-ranking dark creature...... Yes, it's the group of shapeshifters who infiltrated the camp the day before yesterday...... They hid in Udlow Cemetery, north of Daley......

Yes, there are suspected high-level dark creatures...... I request to share the identity of this superior dark creature...... I knew that my authority was not enough, and I applied with my father's permission...... My father is Connor Scott, a third-level witcher, number NB: 622202052......"

Hanging up the phone, Yang Ge took a deep breath and started the car to go home.

There was a monster trying to catch him for no reason, and of course he really wanted to go to the shapeshifter's lair himself, but since this matter involved the superior dark creatures, it was not for him to interfere.

With his and William's current strength, with all the equipment, it is no problem to strangle a transformer's lair, but once there are lord-level dark creatures in the nest, the two of them will definitely be seriously injured, if they encounter baron-level dark creatures, they can escape if they are lucky, and if they encounter viscount-level dark creatures, then they will definitely die.

......

256 Castro Street, Scott's House.

As one of the few single-family houses in the neighborhood, Connor Sr. bought the villa from its original owner two years ago for a whopping 200 gold coins, and used it as a meeting place for the Scott family and a group of middle-aged hippie witchers.

This villa has a separate garage, an oversized lawn, and a William's favorite swimming pool...... THE STALLION HAD ALWAYS DREAMED OF A BIG SWIMSUIT PARTY IN THE POOL, BUT IT HAD TO BE POSTPONED BECAUSE OF THE COLD WEATHER.

In addition to the above-ground buildings, this villa has an oversized basement.

The original owner of the villa was an avid wine collector, and after buying the villa, he used a half-foot-thick alloy steel plate to transform the entire basement into a thermostatic wine cellar, and Connor Scott also took a fancy to this basement, so he did not hesitate to buy a viscount vampire head for a large price, bought the villa.

Of course, Connor Sr. was a big fan of whiskey and cigars, and he certainly didn't have the heart to make a cellar.

After patting his chest and assuring the original owner that he would take care of the cellar, he turned his head and transformed the stylish LOFT cellar into a rugged camouflage arsenal and war room!

It can be said that all the individual combat equipment circulating on the market can be found in the arsenal of the Scott family, from the standard tactical daggers of various US Marines to the various types of RPGs and anti-tank missiles, with complete styles and sufficient ammunition, enough to fight a 500-person encounter!

In addition to formulating tactical arrangements before each mission, Jango and William would recount their demon hunting experience to Connor Sr. every time they returned from a mission, Connor would correct their tactical and operational deficiencies, and Connor Sr. would also tell Jango and William about his demon hunting experience.

The fact that Yange and William, two rookies, were able to return safely from one demon hunting mission after another, largely thanks to the good habits of the Scott family.

......

Yang Ge pushed open the bookshelf, revealing a password entry port with a flashing green light, he first put his left eye up, scanned his pupils, and entered a string of passwords on the virtual numeric keypad that popped up.

He was glad that the gang of shapeshifters couldn't get into the basement, otherwise tonight he would not be facing six or seven "naked, run" weak shapeshifters, but a group of thugs armed to the teeth...... The combination lock in the basement can only be unlocked by iris and password, and any violent opening of the door will make the whole villa "boom" and be blown up into the sky.

"Didi ......"

"Squeak", the wall opens, revealing a metal passage downward.

Yang Ge went downstairs with two packs of guns and went straight to the war room.

As soon as he opened the door, a strong smell of sour rot came to his face, even though Yang Ge was mentally prepared, he was still blackened by the smoke, and took two steps back with bated breath, "Hell!"

No one can expect the three singles to keep their homes clean and tidy......

He turned on the exhaust fan and waited until the smell in the war room was less strong before he mustered up the courage to walk inside.

When I turned on the light, there were moldy sandwiches and burgers on the table, and Coke barrels and empty wine bottles on the floor, as if a dozen homeless people had spent the night here...... This is normal, some hamburger paper and cola kegs are still left by him and William.

What is not normal is that the teaching board that occupies half of the wall - it is so clean, no maps, no photos, no tactical planning, so clean that it looks like it has been licked by a dog.

This is very abnormal, and generally speaking, the most messy thing in this room is the teaching board.

Yang Ge's attention was immediately focused on the teaching board.

From what he knew about Connor Sr., the old man who believed in messy beauty would never clean up the war room before leaving on a mission, and the garbage here was the best proof of this.

Well, there's only one truth: the board wrote something that Connor Sr. didn't want anyone else to know, and he erased it.

Yang Ge sat thoughtfully on the sofa, opened the travel bag and took out an M4 assault gun, slowly disassembling and cleaning it......

The iris code in the basement only contains the three of them, that is to say, in the absence of anyone, only the three of them can enter this war room, and with his understanding of William, less than the day before the mission, that guy will definitely not step into the war room half a step!

He knew that, and so did Connor Sr.

In other words, what Connor Sr. erased was some information that he didn't want him to know......

"Click", Yang Ge assembled the M4, put it aside, and took out a handful of AK74 to slowly disassemble.

He thought about it, but he couldn't think of anything that Old Connor didn't want him to know, and even the Playboy *** magazines in Old Connor's room were all cleaned up by him.

"Forget it......" After thinking for a long time, Yang Ge gave up, anyway, he believed that no matter what Old Connor wanted to hide from him, it must be for his good.

After maintaining all the guns, Yang Ge picked up his travel bag and walked into the arsenal, classifying all the guns into places, and after doing it, he turned around and walked out of the arsenal, just as he was about to turn off the lights, his eyes inadvertently glanced at the entire arsenal, and suddenly found that there seemed to be more weapons in the arsenal.

He frowned, returned to the arsenal, and counted the missing weapons.

"Two M500 revolvers, one hundred rounds of 0.5 silver bullets, two silver-bladed jungle machetes, one double-barreled shotgun, fifty rounds of matching silver ball rounds, hell, there is also one PRG launcher and five shells missing...... God, did Connor Sr. go and single-handedly take on a vampire family?"

The number of weapons that a witcher carries with him is inversely proportional to his strength, and the fewer weapons he carries, the stronger his strength becomes, on the contrary, piling himself into a humanoid self-propelled arsenal like Yang Ge is the sign of a rookie witcher...... Of course, as an ordinary professional soldier, he can neither bear the weight of Yang Ge's guns, ammunition and knives, nor can he use seven or eight weapons freely like Yang Ge.

With the strength of Old Connor's high-level witcher, even if he hunts a viscount-level vampire, a silver katana and two pistols are enough!

It's very unusual to carry so many weapons at once!