Stop In The Deep Sea

Wang Xin supported Xiao Yue and gently pressed the fingerprint lock. The black cat had woken up and squatted on his shoulder obediently, rubbing it with its nine tails.

Since the Mimic Alliance started its night operation, the 9th Sea Exploration Team has stopped all members' sea exploration activities.

The room was silent.

Due to the particularity of the building structure, the interior of the slow ascent cabin is extremely dark. Through the secondary lighting outside the door, the scene inside can be vaguely seen.

There... there seemed to be a figure sitting there.

He was sitting upright, with his back to the door, and his face could not be seen.

There is no aura in this person. If he is not a super ancient martial arts master, he must be a mimic.

After making his judgment, Wang Xin subconsciously held the magic formula in his hand, ready to release the Six Paths Buddha's Hand at any time.

"You came."

The figure did not turn around, but whispered three words. It looked like he had been waiting here for a long time.

Wang Xin felt that the voice sounded familiar. After thinking about it for a moment, he asked tentatively: "Are you... Hua Tianfang, one of the twelve owls?"

The figure remained silent, which was regarded as acquiescence.

However, judging from his attitude, it seemed that he had no intention of taking action.

Wang Xin took a breath. Although the two had had some interactions before, they had never fought to the death, so he didn't know what the other party meant.

Hua Tianfang coughed lightly and said, "I'm not here to kill you."

After hearing this, Wang Xin let down his guard. The ancient warrior's sixth sense was very sensitive, and he could feel that the other party did not have any malicious intent.

"If that's the case, then you are...?"

Hua Tianfang stood up and took out an Ace of Spades from his pocket, with Wang Xin's portrait printed in the middle of the card.

"You are now at the top of the alliance's no-kill order, and several other senior leaders are looking for you." After speaking, he pointed to the water inlet of the slow-upgrade cabin, "Besides, there are more than a hundred people who have crossed this door. A second-order mimic is waiting for you in the sea."

Wang Xin was slightly stunned, wondering why the other party leaked internal secrets to him, so he asked: "What about you? Aren't you going to kill me to take credit?"

That night, the Mimicry Alliance tried its best to capture him. Without even thinking about it, the alliance leader must have made a promise that as long as he brought back his head, he would be able to exchange for generous rewards.

He didn't believe that Hua Tianfang would take such a big risk to kindly remind him.

After all, there are so many pairs of eyes staring at him. Once someone knows about it, Bao Buqi will be labeled as a "traitor".

Hua Tianfang smiled and shook his head: "Although I really want to arrest you for meritorious service, I trust Boss Xu's judgment more than this."

The boss Xu in his mouth is naturally Xu Meng.

In the development history of the Mimic Alliance, this woman has always played the role of a strategist, and many key measures were proposed by her.

For example, the proposal of the mimicry press conference made Quan Henan a star that countless young people are eager to pursue. This move laid a solid foundation for the league's future recruitment.

Another example is the early transfer of the headquarters to the nightclub in the city where people and people are mixed, and clever use of business organizations to confuse the public's vision. This not only saves the alliance a lot of trouble, but also makes Wang Xin's idea of ​​destroying the base data come to nothing.

There are various signs that Xu Meng's wisdom and insight are far superior to others, and even the leader of the alliance must respect her.

This is also one of the important reasons why Hua Tianfang trusts her so much. There is a saying often spread among the brothers under his command: There is no need to use your brain to hang out with Boss Xu.

Before Wang Xin's whereabouts were exposed last night, Xu Meng relied on her own network to know the detoxification method of Xuema and made assumptions in advance.

So in the afternoon, she asked Hua Tianfang to take the initiative to apply for a slow upgrade to the alliance leader, and repeatedly told Wang Xin not to embarrass Wang Xin.

When necessary, you can even kill your own people to help Wang Xin pass smoothly.

Although Hua Tianfang knew that this was unreasonable and that once the incident came to light, it would definitely arouse the dissatisfaction of other famous lords, he still agreed.

Because the slow-ascension cabin is the only way to the sea, and it is a small and confined space, it is not difficult to do some tricks without telling the subordinates.

In this regard, Xu Meng did not explain too much, but just mentioned casually: Wang Xin has the appearance of an emperor. Although the current situation is difficult, it will never be the end, and he will definitely become the overlord of one party in the future.

Even though the Mimic Alliance is now at its peak and controls the lifeblood of the entire deep-sea base, what they have done has touched everyone's bottom line. It is not impossible that they will be overthrown by ancient warriors one day.

Xu Meng has always judged people very accurately and never misjudged her, so she showed mercy to Wang Xin more than once, hoping to find some cause and effect.

This kind of smooth favor is actually easier for people to accept than the direct offer of an olive branch by the Mimic Alliance.

Wang Xin naturally didn't know these details, but he also had a rough guess. This was not the time to verify, and curing Xiao Yue was the first priority.

"No matter what, thank you."

He has always kept a clear distinction between public and private affairs. Even if the two of them are in hostile forces, it is still necessary to be grateful for the same code.

"Don't be happy too soon." Hua Tianfang said seriously.

"One hundred tribesmen in the sea area are led by Quan Henan. You should have heard about him. He possesses the 42nd sequence mimic [Fight War Angel]. Whether you can reach the Half Moon Cave alive depends on your luck. ”

His meaning is very clear. Among the twelve lords, Quan Henan's combat power should be ranked first.

Wang Xin was not too surprised when he heard this name. He now felt like he was not itchy because of too many lice. So what could happen to who was in front?

After experiencing all the things tonight, he was already tired, and his mood had changed, and he was very calm.

The worst outcome is death, which is much better than living with regrets.

If you don’t have this awareness and courage, how can you argue with the sky?

Wang Xin let out a breath and his eyes became firmer.

Hua Tianfang's heart stirred up infinite waves, as if he got to know the man in front of him again. He thought that Wang Xin would retreat after hearing his reminder, but he didn't expect that the other party didn't show any timidity at all.

Sure enough, as said on the Internet, those who can still persist in practicing ancient martial arts are either fools or madmen, definitely not ordinary people.

"Okay, I've said everything that needs to be said. You can wish for yourself." Hua Tianfang picked up the coat that was placed on the back of the chair, stood up and walked out.

When he passed by Wang Xin, he paused slightly and said softly: "I wish you good luck."

After saying that, Hua Tianfang left in a hurry.

Wang Xin looked at his back with mixed feelings in his heart. The emergence of this episode made him shake his inherent view of the Mimic Alliance.

No one is born a bad person, it’s just that everyone has their own master.

Maybe one day, the former enemies will let go of their prejudices and barriers. This is impossible to say.