Chapter 970 Underworld Gate, Black Gate
(For so many years, experts like the drunkard who were trapped in the Hell Gate have been serving this mysterious organization because they have no other way, because they are all poisoned. The master of the Hell Gate will distribute some antidotes to these masters every once in a while. These antidotes are temporarily xing and can control their toxins in time. They will be emitted almost every three months, as was the same twenty years ago, and still the same twenty years later. Some masters once could not bear this humiliation and chose to resist.
Anti, but they would be killed before they could resist. As for the drunkard and Ouyang Longyan knew, the maids around the master of the "Hell Gate" had reached a shocking level, so since then, the masters surrendered. The reason they surrendered was that they had no idea how powerful their "master" was. On the other hand, they didn't know who the master was? Even their teammates didn't know, so they could only surrender)
(A such a mysterious organization, a strange organization that is so mysterious that even the enemy and friend cannot know, who the master behind the scenes will be? And how many top masters like Drunkard and Ouyang Longyan are in the Hell Gate? No one knows all of this. They don’t even know themselves. You can imagine how terrible this organization is? Who is behind the scenes cāo even such a terrible organization?)
The drunkard at this time was looking at the soul-catching envoy and asked.
After the Soul-Seeping Envoy asked, Ouyang Longyan next to him suddenly turned his face and looked at the Soul-Seeping Envoy.
In the cold wind, the tall body trembled slightly when I saw the soul-catching soul.
Then he murmured, "Actually... I have been like you for so many years, and I don't know either."
"What?"
"You don't even know?"
After the soul-catching man said this all at once, the drunkard in front of him and Ouyang Longyan were all shocked.
"Yes!"
"Because I'm one of you too!"
As the soul-catching envoy said this, he suddenly lifted his arm.
Looking closely, there were three small red moles on his fair arms!
When I saw these three small red moles, Ouyang Longyan and the drunkard were stunned for a moment.
Because only the people from Hell Gate know what these three small moles mean.
These three small moles are also on Ouyang Longyan in front of him, because these three small moles are the signs of their poisoning. Simply put, every person who is poisoned by the owner of Hell Sect will leave these three small blood-red moles on his arms.
The blood red has not faded, and the poison has lasted forever.
So when he saw that the soul-catching man who had always been indifferent and murderous without blinking was like him, the drunkard and Ouyang Longyan were shocked to tell the truth.
"You were poisoned too?" the drunkard said.
The soul-catching man slowly lowered his sleeves and nodded in the cold wind.
"Everyone in the Gate of Hell will be poisoned...so it's not uncommon for me to be poisoned." Yin said solemnly.
"But, do you know how many people are poisoned like us in the Hell Gate?" the drunkard asked again.
"I've told you, I don't know."
"Twenty years ago, since the bloody battle twenty years ago, we have never met again. Even if we have seen each other, they have their faces covered... The master never lets us know each other, so for almost twenty years in Hell Gate, I don't know any of the remaining people except you who I know."
When the soul-attractor finished these words coldly, the drunkard in front of him and Ouyang Longyan were completely confused.
Do they really don’t even know who their ally is in the Hell Gate?
They don’t even know how many masters there are?
After the soul-attractor said these words coldly, he pondered for a moment, his eyes were a little weird, as if he was hesitating.
After a long time, I heard the soul-catching man suddenly say in the cold wind: "Although I don't know how many people like you and me are in the Hell Gate, I know one thing!"
When the soul-catching envoy said this, the drunkard in front of him and Ouyang Longyan were stunned.
He couldn't help but ask in unison, "What's the matter?"
"That is, there are two organizations in our Hell Gate, one is called (the Gate of the Underworld), and the other is called (the Gate of the Black Gate).
When the soul-grabbing envoy spoke out these two organizations, Ouyang Longyan and the drunkard in front of him all had pupils dilated.
(Dark Gate), (Black Gate)?
"What I can tell you is that we belong to the (年年) organization, and the thing that (年年) supervises in the Hell Gate is to explore the outside world and the horn organization that is active outside."
"And (Black Gate) is a member of an organization that specializes in killing people. It is a more terrifying organization that protects Hell Gate and eliminates all threats."
"As far as I know, everyone in (the Black Gate) is a top master, and they are all cruel and ruthless. Even their fellow disciples will kill them. As long as anyone dares to betray "Hell Gate" who dares not listen to (the master), all those who take action are the people in (the Black Gate)."
When the soul-attractor in front of him said these words, Ouyang Longyan and the drunkard in front of him were completely shocked.
They have been in Hell Gate for twenty years, and only now know about this...
In the past, they didn't even know what they were doing. If the captain hadn't told them this personally today, they probably wouldn't have known this in their lifetime.
So both of them were completely shocked at this moment.
After they were silent for a long time, the soul-catcher continued to say in the strange and hoarse voice: "So remember for me, you must not betray the Hell Gate... because the only person who betrays the Hell Gate is dead!"
"And it would be the cruelest way to die."
Ouyang Longyan and the drunkard couldn't help but nodded in sympathy, and a cold chill surged from the bottom of the hearts of the two of them.
"Then are we members of (the underworld)?" the drunkard suddenly asked.
The soul-attractor in front of him nodded slowly.
"Yes."
"Who else besides me and him? Who is the member of (the Nether Gate)?" The drunkard continued to ask.
The soul-catching envoy seemed a little annoyed when the drunkard in front of him asked so many questions.
He said coldly in the wind: "Drinking, you have asked enough questions today!"
"You have to know that in our (Hell Gate), the less you know, the better it is for you!"
The cold words penetrated the drunkard's eardrum. The drunkard smiled awkwardly, raised the huge wine gourd in his hand and drank a few sips, without further questioning.
Chapter completed!