I can go back to the mysterious age

Their eyes met, and the eyes of Card Xiu and the black agency chief stayed at this moment for a second. I don't know why, but they both instinctively had the same thought in their hearts: This person is not simple.

Looking at each other, the black agency chief showed a faint smile on his face.

Next to him, Dilishati, the hunter of the Holy Glory, looked between the two of them for a while. He immediately took a step forward and invited Ka Xiu to walk over.

Next, there is a link similar to the awarding of medals. The platform was covered with a soft red carpet, faintly sewn with gold threads. On both sides of the carpet, four shadow hunters stood separated by a space.

In this space, the Holy Hunter Dilixiati held a long, exquisite wooden tray in his hands. Opening the soft satin top revealed a slender sword, about half the length of a man. The blade of the sword is very narrow, smooth and sharp, and the blade has dense patterns on it. It doesn't look like it's used for combat at all, but a ritual prop.

The colorful emeralds inlaid on the hilt also prove this. This sword is actually the sword of the first king of the Hongli Empire. Since a certain era, it has been used as a prop in the award ceremony of the Shadow Hunter-level hunter of the Dark Hunting Organization. It has undergone special maintenance and will not rot for thousands of years. Of course, don't even think about using this sword to fight, it's just for show.

Dilishati handed the tray in his hand to the black agency chief. The black agency chief picked up the ceremonial sword and slowly placed it on Kaxiu's shoulder. Afterwards, he recited a long series of official monologues in ancient imperial dialect with a rich accent. Every time he said a monologue, Ka Xiu answered yes.

After about a minute, the sword was put away and the awarding ceremony was completed.

Under the gaze of many hunters in the Hunter Association Hall, Card Xiu completely became the number two shadow hunter. He had his usual expressionless face and didn't feel there was anything to get excited about. On the other hand, the old hunters below looked quite excited and were whispering among themselves. He also grabbed some acquaintances next to him and began to show off, raising his fingers to point at Ka Xiu from time to time, which looked very respectable.

Ka Xiu chose to ignore it.

About half an hour later, the award ceremony was basically over. Sure enough, the black agency chief and Dilishati decided to have a chat with Card Xiu.

They arrived at the headquarters building of the Dark Hunting Organization, the office dedicated to the head of the black agency. The space here is spacious and the sound insulation is excellent.

Soon, the three of them started talking, in the form of small talk.

Card Xiu was well prepared before coming. The identity he gave himself was that of a member of the secret martial arts community of the Hongli Empire, and the only inheritor of a mysterious ancient boxing school. He had been practicing in seclusion before, but later the sect became enmity with a mysterious organization. Although there are masters in the genre, the number is too small.

Outnumbered and eventually destroyed, only Kaxiu escaped.

That mysterious organization naturally has a lot of characteristics of the sect organization.

This is what Ka Xiu mainly wants to express to the head of the black agency.

To be honest, this reason is a bit cliché. But the head of the black agency believed at least 50% of it, because the sect organization had really done this.

The Dark Hunting Organization does not have a deep understanding of the Empire's secret martial arts world, but it is not completely ignorant either. As for the sect organization, this dark hunting organization or the number one enemy of all official supernatural forces, they have naturally been in contact and collided with each other for a long time.

Although the Gate organization has not been active in recent decades, dark hunting organizations have always paid attention to it. Among them are some contents about the secret martial arts world. The sect organization focuses at least one-third or even one-half of its energy on the secret martial arts world of the empire, sometimes absorbing members of the organization, and sometimes destroying a secret martial arts sect without any reason. Sometimes there will be a backlash from the secret martial arts world, and the number of members will be severely damaged and it will be quiet for a period of time.

Therefore, the plot compiled by Kaxiu is not too outrageous.

He declared that he was a member of the secret martial arts world, and that the secret sect he belonged to was destroyed by the sect organization, but he just wanted to find a common enemy with the dark hunting organization. This eliminates the grudge and offsets some doubts.

Fortunately, neither Dilishati nor the head of the black agency raised any questions directly. And silence actually means that regardless of whether it is true or false, they are the first to accept it. There are many considerations involved, and what Ka Xiu said is only part of it. The most important thing is that he is strong enough! And a strong person, as long as he is consistent with the outside world, can always find an organization willing to accept him! Ka Xiu's combat power, which is suspected to be comparable to that of No. 1 Dark Hunter Ka Sai, is there, and even makes Dilishati feel a little threatened.

Moreover, the procedure for him to become a Shadow Hunter was legitimate, and he went through it step by step without any illegal operations. At this point, the Holy Hunter Dilishati, who is leading the battle for the Shadow Hunter seat, cannot argue.

Therefore, no matter what the three people present thought, their conversations always remained harmonious. In the second half of the conversation, the black agency chief talked about the old hunters and the black bait wood contributed by Card Xiu.

This material is very useful to the Dark Hunting Organization, but its origin is difficult to find, and its growth and formation conditions may be extremely harsh. The head of the black agency tried to ask Kaxiu about the place where the black bait wood was found, but Kaxiu used the chance to prevaricate. And, after finishing his prevarication, he asked the head of the black agency about the situation in the treatment center. Obviously this is a hint, and both parties in the conversation have basically understood it.

So the head of the black agency got straight to the point and stopped whining: "Bai Kui, we need black wood, which is a very precious bait material for dark creatures. If used in certain circumstances, it can play a big role. . Well, if you can provide us with ten pieces of black wood every year, you will be the director of the Hunter Association’s treatment center..."

Aboveboard and openly trading authority within the Hunter Association.

Ka Xiu sat on the sofa, half of his body illuminated by the sun. He was wearing something similar to a military uniform, and his outline looked tough and straight. After a moment of silence, Card Xiu turned to look at the black agency chief: "Deal."

The ten pieces of black bait wood mentioned by the head of the black agency naturally did not refer to the arm-long ones that Card Xiu had just obtained from the ghost man and could be used as torches. Instead, he handed it over with the remaining one, which was as long as the thickness of his thumb. If it's this level, there's no problem.

In fact, for normal use of black bait wood, only the length and thickness of the little finger is enough. A palm-long piece of black bait wood is enough to be divided into dozens of uses. The card can be used as a torch for hundreds of times.

The office of the head of the black agency, after the two parties reached a deal.

The head of the black agency conscientiously reminded Card Xiu first.

"You are now the Director of the Treatment Home. In the past, the Treatment Home was one of the important components of the Hunter Association, and had many elite hunters under its jurisdiction. But as you know, the original Director of the Treatment Home, No. 4 Shadow Hunter Soul Siam was seriously injured while leading the elite to eliminate a group of beast-turned-wild hunters. Therefore, Feilengcui's treatment center headquarters actually suffered heavy losses in that operation, and many of the backbones were killed or injured. Less than 20% of them came down. And there are still a large number of people who need to manage and control the beast's nest in Feilengcui, which is used to hold extremely dangerous prisoners. I'm afraid there are not many people left. You may need it yourself. Reassemble in various branches..."

"Lair of Wild Beasts?" Ka Xiu raised his eyebrows slightly.

"A strong cage is used to detain hunters who are on the verge of losing control. Some are imprisoned voluntarily, and some are forcibly imprisoned after discovery. If the hunter has not completely entered the stage of beast transformation, we will not So that I can kill my companions in advance, so it is equivalent to a buffer place, or...a sanatorium..."

The black agency chief crossed his arms and said solemnly.

"What I need to remind you is that these prisoners are very dangerous, extremely dangerous. Some hunters often have explosive improvements in strength after becoming extremely malignant. There are many prisoners who can threaten the Shadow Hunters. Think about Soul Scythe Well, when she was leading a team to suppress a hunter who had turned into a wild beast, she was caught off guard and seriously injured..."

Ka Xiu listened silently and had no intention of interrupting. The head of the black agency reminded some more aspects and immediately called his assistant over.

"Thomas, help me get the badge of the director of the treatment home."

Two minutes later, assistant Thomas walked in.

Three minutes later, Thomas took Card Xiu out of the building and headed towards the treatment center. It is not built together with the headquarters of the Dark Hunting Organization.

Soon, the two came to a place similar to a mental hospital. The wall is very high and entirely white, but with black markings that have been burnt by fire. There are trees planted in the wall, and the tree crown blocks the view inside. Several guards were guarding the gate.

Thomas showed the letter of appointment from the head of the black agency, and entered the treatment center together with the badge on Cardiff's chest representing Dark Hunter No. 2.

However, surprisingly, no one came to greet him. Thomas clearly told Cardiff that he had actually notified the treatment center in advance that the new director of the treatment center would be appointed in the next few days. This situation made Ka Xiu frown slightly and walked at the front without saying a word.

The gray-white cement road spreads forward, with some cold-colored buildings on both sides. It looks like a mixture of cement and steel, with green plants the only embellishment. Overall, the feeling of the treatment center is very dull, even vaguely smelling of corruption and decadence.

Moving forward, he and Thomas walked into the office building of the treatment center.

At the door, the two hunters acting as guards looked struggling. It seemed that he wanted to enter the building to alert his companions, but he didn't have the courage.

He could only let Kaxiu, who was becoming more and more oppressive, walk in.

The treatment center and the office hall were once the busiest and most serious places.

At this moment, it has suddenly become a noisy bar and a decadent casino. A dozen hunters who were originally elites in the treatment center were playing dice, surrounded by wine bottles, and the air was filled with an unpleasant smell.

These hunters were disheveled and smelled of alcohol. Some have chicken coop heads on their heads, and some have dark circles and red bloodshot eyes. It seems that it has been decadent for a long time. Among the dozen or so hunters, there was a bald, muscular man who was shirtless and had a terrifying scar on his shoulder. He was completely drunk. Judging from what others call him, the man named Mani seems to be the vice president of the treatment home. In fact, he was indeed the vice-president of the treatment home, but he was temporarily appointed half a year ago. Because during that operation, the Soul Scythe was seriously injured and both vice-deans died.

Mani was originally the captain of an elite team, but all the people on top died, so he temporarily assumed the role of deputy director. This temporary period lasts only a few months. In the past few months, some of the remaining hunters in the treatment center have naturally fallen. They experienced that terrible battle, leaving behind nightmare psychological scars. Those who are not determined will soon numb themselves with wine and sex, and their spirits will quickly become depressed.

Most of those who are determined are now serving as jailers in the lair of wild beasts. Silently waiting for the day when the treatment center will regain its strength.

Outside the office hall, a series of dull footsteps approached quickly.

At some point, a tall and strong figure blocked the door. He stood there, looking at everyone like an iron tower.

His eyes swept over the wine bottles, dice, etc. bit by bit.

But these dozen hunters haven't noticed yet and are still playing the dice game. A blond young man lost and picked up the wine bottle next to the crowd. You have to drink it all in one breath to show your vastness.

Unexpectedly, his hand holding up the wine bottle was just in the air. The wine bottle was pinched by another big hand, like an iron vice, firmly fixed. The blond young man pulled it out two or three times, but to no avail. He immediately became angry: "What bastard, ruined my mood! If I can't finish the drink, it will be your fault..."

The young man was about to curse and turn his head when he suddenly felt another big hand grabbing his head like a ball. The five fingers are like electric drills, holding it firmly in place. His neck tilted back uncontrollably, and he suddenly saw a strong and condescending face.

The expressionless face said slowly, "You'll finish it."

Then, the hand holding the young man's head was slightly forceful, forcing his mouth to open wide. The other hand grabbed the wine bottle and squeezed it gently. The wine mixed with broken glass fell into the young man's mouth like sharp crystal.

Gurgling, scratching the skin and cutting through the esophagus.

"Ho ho ho..."

The young man was struggling, his face was distorted, and his eyes were painful. It was obvious that the esophagus was bleeding, and there were even large wounds accumulating.

"Hey kid, what the hell are you doing!!!"

On the other side, Mani, a bald man, stood up. His burly, bear-like figure was very oppressive. Seeing his little brother being treated like this, Mani shook the ferocious scar on his shoulder and rushed over: "Seeking death!"

Bang! ! !

A fierce light flashed in Kaxiu's eyes, and the palm of his right hand was like a black python, gently holding it diagonally forward. Mani's chin happened to be close at this moment, and his whole body suddenly flew up like a cannonball.

The hard bald head penetrated the ceiling with a click, creating a big hole. His hands and feet naturally drooped, dangling like a corpse.