I Can’t Play This Game Anymore

"Of course, I recognize those guys who turned into ashes."

Field smoothed his long red hair, touched his mustache, turned back to the middle-aged woman in the driver's seat and added:

"But I still want to remind you that those guys are difficult to deal with, especially that boy named Ji Han."

The middle-aged woman sitting in the driver's seat was smoking a cigarette. Although she had short black hair, her eyes were listless. If you look closely, you will find that the smoke floating in the car is kept at a distance from her.

The middle-aged woman glanced at Field sideways and said:

"I really don't know how you guys got recruited into the Consciousness Only Society. A young boy scared you like this."

Field said angrily:

"Youqi, I'm kindly reminding you, besides, that boy Yamazaki must be from your hometown, right? Isn't it the same that he died without even finding the scum?"

"It's true that he was incompetent, but you didn't even find his body. Does that mean he just ran away? What a coward?"

Just when Youqi and Field were about to get into an argument, an old man coughed slightly from the back seat.

The two of them glanced at the rearview mirror subconsciously, as if they were afraid, and stopped arguing.

Sitting on the left side of the back seat of the Mercedes-Benz was a haggard old man, dressed meticulously in a black suit, holding a metal crutch in both hands, leaning forward slightly, with his head lowered and his face hidden in the darkness, as if he was concentrating with his eyes closed.

Field thought to himself that he was really unlucky, and he finally didn't want to be involved in another mission involving Ji Han.

So I didn't go to the Alps with Riel and the others, but who knew that those guys were bypassed, and Ji Han didn't go at all.

Later, after obtaining Ji Han's true location, the headquarters organized personnel to come again. Because Walter had another mission, he was pulled in.

Thinking of this, Field looked at the purple-haired girl sitting on the right side of the back seat and asked:

"I didn't expect these guys to actually come here. Tia, how did you find their specific location?"

Tia looked about seventeen or eighteen years old. Although her face was full of exotic charm, she was wearing a red cotton robe and was admiring the snow scenery outside the window. At this time, she turned around and said with a smile:

"Because of blood, the boss gave me a few drops of blood. I made a compass guided by blood, and found the person related to the blood."

After hearing the bloodline guidance, Field remembered that he had heard of it before.

"That bloodline guide, I remember that it requires the blood of close relatives, right?"

"Yes, that's right, oops, I forgot, I remember the boss didn't let me say it."

Field didn't care about Tia's cute expression, but felt even more confused.

I have obtained general information about those people before. Do those guys have any direct blood relatives? That Ji Han seems to have a sister, but the assassination failed. Where did the blood come from? Whose blood?

At this time, You Qi, who was in the driver's seat, braked and stopped the car at the entrance of the village. She turned around and said:

"We're already here, Mr. Dyson, are you leaving now?"

The old man behind opened his wrinkled eyes slightly and said:

"Wait for the Geminis and others, and then everyone goes in on foot."

Youqi lit another cigarette and complained:

"There's something really wrong with those two bastards driving two separate cars."

Tia from behind still responded with a smile:

"Haven't the two of them, the 'crosstalk brothers', always been like that? But recently, I don't know why, they seem to be more cautious."

Speaking of which, Field also added:

"That's because all the disciples they sent out to assassinate Ji Han were killed. I heard that they were all killed in one blow, so I keep reminding you to be careful in this mission. Maybe they have some trump card hidden in them. "

Tia responded with a smile:

"There shouldn't be any problem, right? Even Mr. Dyson has been dispatched this time, and together with the 'cross talk brothers', we have sent six people this time. Besides me, they are all very powerful, so there shouldn't be any problem."

"Stop pretending to be weak here."

As soon as Gufield finished speaking, two other black Mercedes-Benz cars also parked nearby.

The twin brothers stepped out of the car in perfect harmony and went to the back seat next to Dyson together.

"Mr. Dyson, what are the next steps?"

The old man pondered for a moment and then replied softly:

"It stands to reason that we should wait here and let you two go explore the situation first, but since you all say that those guys are difficult to deal with, and you have also lost a lot of apprentices, we will set off directly, and you can search in front. If you take the initiative to launch a surprise attack, just keep a distance of 10 meters.”

"yes."

The two agreed together, and then their bodies standing in the snow slowly burrowed into the ground as if they were submerged in water.

Dyson, Tia, Youqi and Field also got out of the car and headed into the village.

At the same time, Ji Han finally suppressed the evil-exorcizing golden flame by relying on the bone fire of the resentful spirit that was constantly strengthening itself around the souls of thousands of corpses.

Although there is still a dull pain in my chest, it has been greatly improved compared to the previous situation.

It's just that on the one hand, I can't do strenuous activities, and on the other hand, I can't use "Thousand Corpses Soul Surrounding" for the time being.

But fortunately, the mission is over. Tomorrow, we can return to the otherworldly guard team with everyone and resurrect Captain Cui Feng.

At this time Song Qian walked in carrying several bowls of hot noodles.

"Brother Han, are you feeling better? Do you want to eat something first to regain some strength?"

"Feeling better, I spared you the trouble."

Chen Ke followed, and when he saw that Ji Han had sat up and seemed not as weak as before, he breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"Huh, Brother Ji, don't scare me. If I lose a few pounds now, Ji Mo will definitely complain about me when I get back."

"Okay, okay, let's go back and treat you guys to a good meal. I'll also come and have a bowl of noodles. I'm really a little hungry. Don't you want to eat eggplant?"

"Brother Qie may be too tired. He fell asleep as soon as he came back. Let's eat first and don't leave anything for him."

At this time, a foot stretched out from outside the door curtain and lightly kicked Chen Ke on the lower back.

"Fuck, when you have something to eat, you never think about Brother Qie."

It was Eggplant who came in with a gun on his back, disheveled hair, wearing a down jacket and cotton slippers, looking like an old father abandoned by his children.

"How is Ji Han? Are you sure everything is okay? Your Song Qian is really frightened."

Song Qian pushed an eggplant angrily and said:

"Eggplant, what are you talking about?"

"Yes, yes, I'm talking nonsense, I eat noodles."

Chen Ke smiled happily on the sidelines.

Ji Han also smiled happily, picked up the bowl and took a few sips of the hot soup.

Although she didn't admit it, Song Qian still said with honest concern:

"Brother Han, is your health really fine tomorrow morning? Do you want to recuperate for two more days?"

Ji Han wiped his mouth and said:

"I have no problem, and if possible, I suggest that we finish eating and leave soon. There are still many nights and dreams here, and my right eyelid keeps twitching."

Chen Ke picked up something like a car key on the table and comforted:

"Brother Ji, don't worry, I have installed a special alarm. If there is really a situation, it will..."

Before Chen Ke finished speaking, the superpower alarm lit up red and made a "beep, beep, beep" sound.