When it came to the Salvation Society, Zhu Xiang's mood suddenly became bad, and his appetite suddenly increased.

When he's in a bad mood, he wants to eat.

Of course, when he's in a good mood, he eats more.

Grabbing a roast leg of lamb, he tore off a piece of meat, chewed it a few times, and swallowed it before gritting his teeth and scolding: "Last month, the Anding City Branch next door dealt with a fifth-level weird incident and killed seven or eight cubs of the Salvation Society, these guys are really a scourge!" ”

The Society of Salvation may sound lofty, but in the eyes of most people, it is synonymous with madness and evil.

It is a non-governmental organization that suddenly appeared at an unknown time, and no one knows which country or region it first appeared, but it quickly swept the world.

It's an entirely Inhuman organization, a mixed but well-managed organization that few outsiders know what's going on inside it.

There are their shadows behind many strange events, and there is even evidence that many strange events are simply from them!

Every time they appear, they only do one thing, and that is to do everything they can to expand the scale of the strange event, and as a result, they kill a lot of people.

The first-level weird [Satan] that made Meilu anxious and suffered countless casualties before is said to have been released by them.

No one knows why they did it, and once they are caught, they will choose to commit suicide, and there is no room for communication.

But from their words, it can be roughly understood that they have their own logical closed loop, just like brainwashed people, they will firmly believe that their actions are correct, while everyone else is stupid.

They believe that what they are doing is saving humanity, so the name of the organization is called the Salvation Society.

Killing people to save people?

They believe in this logic and are so convinced that they are willing to pay with their lives.

Statistics have been made in various places, and the number of strange events that occur because of the Salvation Society is about to exceed the number of strange events that occur naturally.

And the number of people who died because of the Salvation Society has long exceeded the number of people who died in strange events that happened naturally.

As a result, the official Inhumans everywhere hate the Salvation Society, and the folk Inhumans also talk about these madmen.

"Anding City?"

Song Qingmei's expression was a little solemn: "It is likely that the hand of the Salvation Society has also reached Linhai City." ”

"Probably."

Zhu Xiang nodded, then looked at her deeply, and asked in a deep voice, "So, do you still think that dream is okay?" ”

Song was stunned for a moment, and was taken aback, and hurriedly asked, "Do you suspect that he is a member of the Salvation Society?" ”

"I'm not sure."

Zhu Xiang opened his mouth, his chin was torn apart, like the huge mouth of a python, he stuffed the leg of mutton into his mouth, and then pumped, a complete leg of mutton bone was pulled out by him and thrown on the table.

After a full hiccups, he said, "This dream appeared twice, the first time I killed the [Ghost Bride], the second time I killed a bounty hunter from the Sakura Country, and I killed five weird ones.

It's not like the people of the Salvation Society, who, as far as I know, don't waste that much.

Six sixth-level weird is enough for them to do a few big things, and they will definitely not be killed so easily.

But his style of hiding his head and tail is exactly the same as the miscellaneous of the Salvation Society, I have to doubt. ”

Song frowned and thought for a moment, and sighed lightly: "It's a pity that when he first appeared, he was willing to communicate with us, but the reaction on our side was a bit fierce, which seemed to arouse his disgust." ”

"Who knows if he wants to deliberately approach and make trouble in secret?"

Zhu Xiang sneered, but suddenly saw a private message prompt in the upper right corner of the forum interface on the screen.

Someone sent him a private message.

After his bounty post became popular in the video, many users sent him private messages, saying everything.

He thought it was another harassing private message, so he clicked on it and prepared to clean it up.

But as soon as his mouse moved to the upper right corner, it suddenly stopped.

It's an anonymous private message with just four words: Are you looking for me?

With a flicker in his eyes, Zhu Xiang removed the mouse and stared at the four words, his brain racing.

Is that the dream suspicious?

Anonymous private messages can only be sent by paying ghost coins, which protects the user's information.

But an anonymous private message costs 50 ghost coins, which is equivalent to 50,000 yuan, and few users are willing to send anonymous private messages.

This anonymous user spends 50 ghost coins, which is obviously not the kind of ordinary user who sends harassing messages.

Is it really him?

Zhu Xiang immediately replied: "Where are you?" ”

Finding that he suddenly stopped talking, staring at the screen with a solemn face, Song Qingmei couldn't help but ask, "Uncle Zhu, what's wrong?" ”

"That dream... It seems that someone has contacted me anonymously, not sure if it is him. ”

Zhu Xiang muttered, his eyes fixed on the screen.

"What?"

Song was stunned for a moment, and suddenly became nervous.

After seeing the bald hunk from memory, she was deeply impressed by him.

She would love to talk to him and ask him why he could kill Spooky with his physical attacks.

If this method can be published and shared by the whole people, then the elimination of the weird will no longer be a fantasy!

Didi!

A new message appeared on the private message interface: Tell me your location and I'll go find you.

Seeing this message, Zhu Xiang's pupils shrank, and he immediately replied: I am waiting for you in the warehouse by the river on the west side of the airport.

Clicking send, he looked at the word "good" replied by the private message interface, grinned, and showed a mouthful of white Sensen's teeth: "Send it to the door yourself?" Good! I'd like to see what the hell you're up to! ”

"You're going to see him?"

Song Qingmei heard his words and hurriedly said, "I'll go drive." ”

"No, you don't."

Zhu Xiang ordered in a deep voice: "I'll go alone, you wait for me in the bureau." ”

"But..."

Song Qingmei was a little anxious and wanted to fight for it, but was interrupted by Zhu Xiang.

"It's an order!"

After speaking, Zhu Xiang reached out and pulled his hand down, and the floor below rose with it, lifted him up, and transported him to the wine cabinet on the right side along the conveyor belt below.

The wine cabinet was separated, and there was a large elevator behind it, and after Zhu Xiang entered the elevator, the elevator door closed and rumbled down.

Looking at the reclosed wine cabinet, Song Qingmei's expression was complicated.

For Zhu Xiang, she never knew what mood to use to face him.

Her father, Song Yangkang, was the director of the Operations Department of the previous Linhai Strange Management Bureau, and Zhu Xiang was his assistant.

But in a mission, Song Yangkang sacrificed, in order to prevent him from being possessed by a strange person and harming the world, Zhu Xiang, who had just been promoted to a sixth-level alien at that time, launched his soul technique, swallowed his corpse, inherited his soul power, and then took his position.

Zhu Xiang was not the murderer of her father, but he ate her father, so that she could not even see her father for the last time.

She wanted to hate Zhu Xiang, but she couldn't, because her father had become a part of Zhu Xiang, and they had become one.

Therefore, in her mind, she regards Zhu Xiang as half a father.

Recalling the memory picture, the strange picture of the dream of killing like chopping melons and vegetables, Song Qingmei couldn't help but be a little worried.

Nakata Nofu is already an alien comparable to a fourth-level powerhouse, and he is like a little chicken under that dream suspicion, and he doesn't have any ability to fight back.

Although Zhu Xiang's profession is known as the most rough and thick-skinned stomach, he may not be the opponent of Mengxi!

After hesitating for a long time, Song Qingmei gritted his teeth, took out the car keys, turned around and walked out of the room quickly.

At the same time, at Linhai City Airport, a private jet landed smoothly on the airport runway.

After being towed to the designated position by the trailer, the cabin door opened, and a woman stepped out.

She wore a black trench coat, which made her fair skin more delicate.

Brushing off her long black hair that was flowing in the wind, she took off the mask that covered half of her face, revealing her blood-soaked lips.

Looking at the night view of Linhai Airport at night, she always seemed to have a complicated look in her eyes with a puddle of water.

After a while, he sighed lightly: "I'm still back..."