'You like her very much? 'Hassus spoke again.
"Like it? No, compared to those two seeds, I just admire her more." Garen shook his head.
'The two seeds? Black Sass didn't understand, he didn't know everything Garen had done in school before.
Garen smiled and didn't answer much.
"Aisharo's skills have surpassed the scope of ordinary people, and even reached the level of bald people. Such a result is only self-taught. What if I give her a little direction?"
'You are really boring. ' Hessas said, 'there are too many geniuses in the world, I think you are too boring. '
"Perhaps." Garen didn't tell Hesas that he could feel the difference between the sisters Alisa Alsaro. He didn't mean to explain, but just planted a little bit of foreshadowing. Maybe it will come in handy later.
"We should go back."
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"Hoseman!!!!"
Crazy roar.
The strong black man swung his dagger and rushed towards the bespectacled Hosiman. His movements were like the wind, and his speed was extremely fast, even bringing a faint phantom.
In an open space near a garbage dump, Hosiman quietly leaned against the black car, wearing a black windbreaker, and looked coldly at the black man who rushed over.
Boom!
A side kick swept over from Hosiman's right side, and precisely hit the black man's waist, knocking him to the ground.
It was a tall, bald, muscular man, with oily white muscles all over his body, like metal, with a hard and terrifying color. He bumped his fists and walked out with a grin. He picked up the black man on the ground.
"How stupid! How dare you resist the mighty Mr. Hosiman." The bald white man laughed. He grabbed the right hand of the black man's neck and pinched it, like pinching a chicken. With a click, the neck bone of the black man was directly pinched, and the expression in his eyes quickly dimmed.
Hosiman lowered his head, lit a cigarette, and took a light puff.
"Is there anything left unfinished?"
"No more, this is the last one." The white man answered respectfully with his bald head bowed. He was the murderer selected by the family, but he never obeyed any personal command of the family. At this time, he bowed his head to the man in front of him like a sheep.
"My lord's plan should be able to be implemented smoothly."
"There will always be disobedient things jumping out." Hosiman said lightly, "Recently, a lot of people have been attacked in the jurisdiction. Take someone to patrol and deal with the troublesome ones directly. The situation seems to be a bit chaotic recently. "
"yes."
Hosiman turned and opened the car door, and sat sideways on it.
Hosiman closed his eyes slightly as he looked at the slowly moving distant city scene outside the window.
"Investigate the information of the weirdos who attacked us last night."
The driver in front nodded silently without making a sound.
Hosiman was slightly lost in thought, and he could feel that his secret martial arts had gradually reached an indescribable level, and the feeling of constantly growing stronger and evolving himself was so intoxicating. Just last night, when he was inspecting the branch of his subordinates, he was attacked by someone who was very skilled and good at using guns, and a few capable subordinates couldn't resist.
Hosiman personally shot and killed several people on the spot to stabilize the situation, but the origin of these people is unknown.
Looking at the slowly accelerating scenery outside the car window, he gradually fell into thought.
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"If this kind of garbage comes in again, kill it directly." Damu stepped on the face of the lying person on the ground with disgust. He was dressed in bright red neutral clothing, with two large black characters embroidered on his shoulders, which happened to be the compound word of Dum. One side and one half respectively.
More than a dozen tall and strong men surrounded by them all lowered their heads, and responded repeatedly with a slight hint of fear on their faces.
"Drag him out." Damu put his foot on the head of the person under his feet fiercely, kicking him with a click, and he didn't know whether it was life or death.
A strong man hurriedly dragged away the people on the ground.
The rest surrounded Dam and walked to the main seat of the meeting room and sat down.
Dam's face is becoming more and more feminine. He seems to exude a feminine temperament all the time, but there is no feminine softness at all, but a somewhat blunt water chestnut.
Although his demeanor is becoming more and more neutral, the masculine edges and corners of his face are still the same. But he also put on bright red lipstick, light purple eye shadow, and a thin foundation on his face. Holes were also pierced in the ears, and two shiny diamond studs were worn.
"Recently, people have been breaking into our headquarters randomly. They really don't know how to live or die. The government has sent enough people to assist us in our operations, but I directly refused. It just so happens that I lack some experimental materials, and my Wuxiang Waterbird Fist has not yet been fully perfected. Just need some live bodies to try it out for yourself.”
His voice intentionally made a falsetto that didn't look like a male voice, sharp and harsh, which made people's hair stand on end.
"Marshal Dam, those who broke in are very fast. We heard from some sources that they are probably all members of the McCall Group, and there is a huge force behind them."
"Huge?" Dum chuckled. He already knew the identities of those intruders. He had just received news from his family that the McCalle Group was now ambitious and wanted to expand outward. They belonged to gray companies, half black and half hundred.
"There are still people who desperately want to fight against us?" Damu stuck out his tongue and licked his fingers. "The McCall Group hired some mercenaries, thinking that they could win by breaking the rules and attacking black hands? It's ridiculous."
"But these are just minor troubles, mainly on Hosiman's side." Dam looked at the strong woman sitting on the back table.
"Hoseman's side is also being attacked now, but I don't know who the opponent is." The woman quickly replied.
Dum stroked his chin, as if looking for an unshaven beard.
The surrounding subordinates all looked at him in fear, for fear that something might happen to him suddenly. Dum is notoriously moody, and he may take it out on people if he goes against his will, and most of the time he just pats you lightly with his hand, and you may urinate blood after you go back, and then your kidneys fail the next day Lying in the hospital forever.
It is rumored that he and Hosiman are both from an organization called Fighting Club. Both of them have become the leaders of the younger generation of their respective families, occupying most of the family's property, and some of the disobedient subordinates have also been replaced by them people.
"Where's that cute little apple?" Dum asked suddenly.
"She has left the United States safely, and has now been sent to Asia by our people. We don't know the exact location." A subordinate quickly replied.
"I really want to see what Hosiman's expression will be when he knows this." A smile appeared on the corner of Dam's mouth.
He didn't realize at all that his skin was getting whiter and more transparent.
The transformation into white jade, the fourth layer of illusion, and the rooting and sprouting of the seeds in his body have made his whole body's energy and spirit merge into one unconsciously, reaching an unprecedentedly powerful level.
"Marshal! Another challenge!" A subordinate shouted faintly from outside the door. "It's the underground boxing champion Redman with the golden belt in Eastern Europe."
Dam stood up.
"Looks like there's another experimental subject who came to die for a bounty." He licked his lips, and quickly walked out of the meeting room under the eyes of everyone standing up.
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time flies.
In a blink of an eye, it has been more than half a year since Garen returned to school.
He doesn't go to the Fighting Club very much anymore, and spends more time as a ghost, and he no longer lives in the dormitory, but comes out alone and rents a house to live in.
In addition to his normal daily classes, he gradually hid himself and kept a low profile. He focused his energy on dreaming exercises. The first step was to train himself continuously and realize that he was dreaming. This step took him several months.
Perhaps his talent in this area is really not very good. This kind of progress really disappointed him.
And from his intelligence network of the Nighthawk Mercenary Corps in the mercenary world, rumors of a mysterious organization called the Fighting Club have begun to spread faintly in the current mercenary world.
It was rumored that all the people who came out of the fighting club were elite masters. Among them, after Seidon of the fighting club disappeared due to manslaughter not long ago, the rumors of the fighting club became more and more widespread.
When Saidon was shot by someone, he directly killed six people in a row, and finally disappeared unscathed. Killing six in a row while the other party has a gun, this undoubtedly caused a wave in the entire fighting and mercenary world.
Not to mention Damm and Hosiman from the Fighting Club. Both of them are extremely brutal and powerful horror characters. Their skills can't even be used by guns, and they have reached the point of being inhuman.
As the two became more famous and stronger, there were more and more rumors about the inheritance of the mysterious and powerful fighting club. The school's fighting club has gradually become an empty shell with several people leaving or not going, but despite this, many people still come here admiringly. .
Garen didn't expect this to happen either. The reason why Dam Hosiman is so powerful and progresses so fast is actually due to him. The power they use is largely based on his soul seed. .
The conflict between the blood clans did not involve this state at this time, or in other words, the states in this direction did not seem to have the slightest movement, as if the blood clan civil war was a matter of another world at all.
Garen ignored these slowly changing things, and focused all his energy on practicing the technique of detecting dreams. The success rate is not very high, only about three times out of ten. It is necessary to keep emphasizing and implying that one is about to fall asleep and dream before going to bed, but the effect of this hint does not seem to be very obvious.
Black Sass proposed to use some medicine to assist, but was rejected by Gallon.
Hessas proposed another method, which is to concentrate on looking at his hands. Carefully memorize the details of your hands before going to bed, and only have one thought in your sleep, and that is to look at your hands.
This method seemed to be more effective. After trying it many times, Garen gradually felt that the success rate increased.
It's just that sometimes he is always distracted by inexplicable associations and strange scenes in his dreams, and then drifts off to unknown places.
Unfortunately, he can't enter the dreamland anytime and anywhere, he can only enter when he wants to rest, otherwise his body's biological clock will be disturbed.
(end of this chapter)