Casablanca, 16th Avenue.

Sauer walked out of a dilapidated looking "consignment" run by Jews.

To put it bluntly, the "consignment" is China's "pawnshop".

"This Russian guy actually deposited the token of Group 8 in such a place, he really has him. Sauer touched the "group token" that had been placed in his jacket pocket again, as if he was worried that the group token he had worked so hard to obtain would be gone in the blink of an eye.

The process of obtaining the token of Group 8 was not tortuous, but Sauer was deeply frightened, Xie Juan, a woman who looked so ordinary on the outside, was really terrifying, just using a thirty-second recording to turn a highly trained Russian spy into a fool who would only answer questions honestly.

Sauer was glad that he had suppressed his curiosity, and as Xie Juan instructed, he avoided playing the recording for thirty seconds, thinking about the appearance of the Russian spy bleeding to death after answering the question, Sauer now felt palpitations.

Sauer, who grew up in the "slums" of London, used to have the only longing for the city of Casablanca was that there were mysterious Arab beauties.

Sauer had thought that if he would go to Casablanca, it must be because of the hunt, and he never dreamed that he would come here for a death hunt.

Sauer was born in an ordinary family in the "slums" of east London, his father was killed when he was 7 years old, and his strong mother relied on all kinds of odd jobs to bring him up with two older sisters and a younger sister.

After graduating from college, the two elder sisters immediately broke off their relationship with the family, married a wife, and never had contact again.

The emaciated mother was seriously ill and suffering from a severe multi-organ syndrome, a disease that could be staggeringly expensive to sustain in a hospital and an astronomical amount of expensive surgery to turn things around.

Although Sauer was the only male member of the family at a sensible age, he worked and studied and worked everywhere to supplement the family, but his mother's illness was obviously unsustainable, so he resolutely gave up his dream of entering college and sold his house, and his sister was fostered in the home of relatives who reluctantly agreed to accept him, and he entered an ordinary underground club boxing tournament to make a living by playing black boxing.

As his mother's illness worsened, Sauer participated in the "WBG Hell Training Camp" for the high income of the "WBG Black Market Boxing Tournament".

Back at the collapsed Arabian-style hotel, after Sauer put the 8th group token in his and Lu Xuan's room, he always felt as if he had forgotten something?

Wait, wait for Lu Xuan and Xie Juan to come back.

The more he thought about it, the more wrong he became, he should have forgotten something very important, and he sighed and left the hotel resolutely.

Taking a taxi and then changing to the subway, Sauer looked at his watch, and the time pointed to 11:55 p.m.

The sun overhead is a bit dizzying.

Sauer found himself in a trance, in an old alley that was deserted.

Why did you come to this place by car, isn't it your first time coming to Casablanca?

Sauer suddenly found that his nose was a little damp, and when he touched it with his hand, it was wet, it was blood!

In an instant, Sauer suddenly thought of something, hypnosis, anyone who was hit by Xie Juan's black hypnotism would die with blood gushing out of his facial features.

He was unconsciously hypnotized by Xie Juan, and for a moment, Shaoer only felt that the hairs on his body stood up, and cold fear crept up along his back.

The picture of the memory kept playing back, and Sauer vaguely remembered that in the early hours of this morning, the two stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the hotel room, the window was open, and the wind was very strong, and the wind kept lifting the thick curtains, revealing endless darkness.

Xie Juan, who had long hair fluttering, smiled and said something to him, and those words were silent in his memory.

Blood continued to pour out of his nose, and Sauer felt the world in front of him begin to blur and become clear.

Two people slowly walked out of the alley.

One was a tall, burly man with a cold mask on his face, and the other was a sickly boy with a vegetable-looking face.

They are all members of the instructor squad.

"The instructor who didn't show up was so amazing that she really let the members of the opposing team come to our territory to die on their own. The pale sick boy licked his tongue and said excitedly.

She should have used implicit hypnosis on this guy, although implicit hypnosis cannot directly make the other party die immediately, it can control some of the other party's behaviors for a long time. The masked man nodded.

"It's not the way to go down like this...... The head is really ****** dizzy......" The shaky Sauer hunched over the alley wall.

"I'll leave it to you, he's just a third-level master who is about to hang up, but you're a fifth-level master. The masked man said in a deep voice.

The pale sickly boy smiled, revealing a mouthful of white fangs, "No problem, I'll drink all his blood." ”

"Go, don't disgrace the face of your last blood. The masked man nodded.

The unconscious Sauer's heart was beating wildly, he didn't expect that there would be a blood clan in this world.

As early as a hundred years ago, in 2100, a blood-borne infectious disease that only makes ordinary humans have "cold symptoms" is a worldwide pandemic.

Once the blood clan is infected with this blood infectious disease, it will definitely die, and in the end, this ten-year blood infectious disease storm made the blood clan "completely" disappear from the dark world.

The pale sick boy quickly moved behind Sauer, who was crumbling against the wall, only to see a cold light flash in his eyes, and he opened his mouth to bite at the major artery in Sauer's neck.

It seemed that Sauer, who could hardly even move, narrowly avoided the attack of the pale sick boy at the most critical moment.

One miss, one more time, the blood clan has always been known for agility and speed, the blood clan boy punched Sauer's vest, Sauer's body moved, and his attack failed again.

It's strange, how can he fail to attack several times in a row? Why can this dying big man avoid his attack at the most critical moment, the blood clan boy is puzzled.

"Fool, he uses ancient Chinese martial arts, five elements and eight trigram steps, although he is not proficient in using it, but he can still avoid your fast attack just right. The masked man said coldly.

It turned out that when Sauer was at stake, he used the "Five Elements Bagua Steps" taught by Lu Xuan to avoid killing.

"Keep attacking, his physical strength is almost gone. The masked man sneered and gave the Blood Clan boy a hint.

In the past few days, the GI has been working overtime continuously and is so busy that he is about to hang up, but the daily update, the GI will keep it.