Stop In The Deep Sea

Chen Naiyi finally stopped smiling and nodded towards Wang Xin, indicating that such a thing was indeed the case.

At that time, she was also very curious as to why Lao Scar suddenly changed his gender and actually helped her kill Lao Xiong.

Wang Xin narrowed his eyes and went over what Lao Scar had just said in his mind. He immediately grasped the key points and asked hurriedly: "You dragged the ancient warrior's body to the furnace? Why?"

After killing someone, you still help to cremate them? I'm afraid there's something seriously wrong with the Mimicry Alliance.

Lao Scar remained silent, realizing that he had talked a bit too much today.

However, now that they have decided to leave the Mimic Alliance, what's the harm in telling their secrets?

Nothing is as important as life right now.

As long as he leaves this deep-sea base in a few days, the sky is so vast that there is no way he can hide his life.

After thinking about it for a moment, he felt his heart change and said in a deep voice: "Pull it over and burn it to melt the blood marrow."

"What? Blood marrow?!"

Except for Chai Hao, the three people present were extremely shocked and frowned.

As ancient warriors, of course they had heard the rumors about the blood marrow.

Chai Hao looked at the reactions of several people and quickly pulled Wang Xin and asked, "Blood marrow? What is this?"

"Blood marrow is an object smelted from the corpses of cultivators."

Between Wang Xin's brows, there was an invisible murderous intention.

hateful!

Be punished!

Dai Xingyue's face also darkened, and after pondering for a moment, he said, "Has the Mimicry Alliance begun to cooperate with foreign forces?"

Although they have not experienced the catastrophe more than ten years ago, the bloody storm caused by those foreign ability users will still feel the aftershocks in the circles of the older generation until recently.

Chen Naiyi also agreed and said: "It's possible. After all, the blood marrow was researched by those foreigners, specifically for our ancient warriors in China. Now the Mimicry Alliance is doing the same thing. They are all the same."

In this regard, Wang Xin holds a different opinion: "Probably not. China keeps a close eye on foreign forces. If foreigners were really involved, national security personnel on land would have intervened long ago and would never sit idly by."

Dai Xingyue walked to Lao Scar's side: "The key now is to figure out what the blood marrow is used for."

She continued: "As far as I know, this thing was invented more than ten years ago to allow foreigners to have the Chinese cultivation physique. Since there are no foreigners involved, what is the use of the Mimicry Alliance refining this thing?"

The four of them fixed their gazes on Lao Scar at the same time, waiting for him to explain.

"I do know a little bit about the blood marrow." Old Scar said in a deep voice, "But before I say anything, I have a request."

Chen Naiyi nodded and motioned for him to continue.

Old Scar cleared his throat: "You should also be able to tell that I want to withdraw from the Mimicry Alliance."

When several people heard this, they all sneered, wondering what kind of medicine Lao Scar was selling in his gourd.

Chai Hao, in particular, had an expression on his face that said, "A dog can't change its attitude towards eating shit."

Regardless of their opinions, Lao Scar continued: "The gameplay of the Mimic League is too cruel and goes against my moral principles. I can tell you everything today, I just ask you to let me live."

As he spoke, he glanced at his pocket: "I have already bought a boat ticket to return to land, and plan to retreat to the mountains and forests. If you don't believe me, you can take a look."

Wang Xin waved his hand. Just on the overpass in Huguang District, he had already seen the transaction between Lao Scar and the woman and knew that the other party was not lying.

Moreover, it can be seen from his helping Chen Naiyi that Lao Scar is indeed different from before.

"Old Scar, you think things are too simple." Wang Xin crossed his arms, "Even if we let you go, do you think you can get away?"

At this time, Lao Scar's face showed a proud look: "I don't need to worry about it. I, Lao Scar, have been hanging out in the deep-sea base for a few years. I don't have anything else, but I have a lot of friends."

Wang Xin snorted coldly and laughed at his ignorance: "Think about it with your pig brain. You have made such a big fuss and started killing people blatantly, but the land did not interfere. Why is this?"

Lao Scar said without hesitation: "Of course it's because the Mimics are too powerful. Looking at the entire history of mankind, there is no military branch that can match the 100,000 Mimics."

"That's what I said, but it's not the main reason." Wang Xin didn't point it out directly, but lured Lao Scar step by step into his train of thought.

"One hundred thousand Mimics, logically speaking, are enough to threaten any organization in the world. They can definitely send combat submarines over and capture you all."

"Don't forget that thermal weapons such as nuclear torpedoes, high-energy electric guns, and magnetic smoothbore bombs are very mature. Although the cost is extremely high and cannot be afforded by ordinary organizations, don't forget that there are people outside the world."

"There are also those powerful ancient martial arts holy places and inherited sects on the land. Not to mention the headmaster level, even the younger generation of sons of gods and saints, together can be enough for you to eat a pot."

Wang Xin's words are not alarmist. After all, with his peak strength in the Flame Realm, he can kill indiscriminately among the Mimics.

As long as they are not third-level sequence mimics, others are not as simple as chopping melons and vegetables?

Lao Scar squinted his mung bean eyes, stopped refuting, and buried his head in thinking about the meaning of Wang Xin's words.

After a while, he suddenly thought of a possibility!

"You mean...the Alliance set up an ambush near the port and controlled the shipping lanes?"

Wang Xin nodded: "Recently, Danyin has caused a storm on the land. There should be many people going to the sea for transplant operations, but the speeding van responsible for connecting has been in a suspended state. This shows that the Mimicry Alliance We have taken control of the transport submarine."

Chai Hao suddenly realized: "No wonder there have been fewer people exploring the sea recently. I'm afraid they are all sent to intercept new people entering the sea."

When Lao Scar heard this, his face gradually turned livid.

Wang Xin continued to attack his heart: "If your boss discovers that you secretly returned to land, I don't need to say more about what he will do."

"Oh shit!"

Thinking of what Cheng Ye did to Da Fei and Sheng Zi, Lao Scar couldn't help but curse. The Mimic Alliance's style of doing things has always been like this, showing no mercy to its own people.

This is terrible. If it is true as the other party said, then the boat ticket will be useless.

If he was caught running away, he would definitely die, but if he continued to work for the Mimicry Alliance, his immediate boss Cheng Ye had already become suspicious of him, and sooner or later he would have an operation on him.

Only then did Lao Scar realize that he had been blinded by anger and had not thought about these details at all.

Wang Xin smiled and said nothing. He wanted to force Lao Scar to a dead end.

At this time, he felt that the time was ripe, so he stepped forward, used his true energy to cut open the chains and help him loosen them, and then said casually: "I can give you a way -"

Lao Scar raised his head, a strong desire for survival flashed in his eyes, but he immediately concealed it and signaled the other party to continue talking.

Wang Xin took a deep breath and said in a deep voice:

"Stay in the Mimicry Alliance and be our undercover agent."