The flying races do have advantages that other races do not have in search. In just less than an hour, the hawks who flew out returned one after another.

When the information was summarized in front of Takuma, he was stunned.

What a fool.

"Not found? How could it be that it was not found? Tens of thousands of tribe members disappeared out of thin air?" Takuma roared.

A white-browed eagle said respectfully and helplessly: "Class leader, I really couldn't find Qifeng."

"Where is the hidden valley I chose before? Have you found anything?"

"have!"

"What's the discovery?"

"A splinter of blood was found in the valley. After examination, it was left by our tribe."

"That's it?" Takuma couldn't help but roar again.

More than 10,000 tribe members only left a pool of blood. What is this?

"There are no signs of fighting?"

"A few branches broke, and it was inferred that the tribe fell from the air and broke it."

"Shut up! Don't say these useless ones." Takuma shouted, "I need to know the traces of those more than 10,000 tribesmen!"

The white-browed eagle glanced at the patriarch weakly, feeling very aggrieved.

He really wanted to say that he also wanted to know the traces of those tribe members, but he really couldn't find them.

...

Yan Fan slowly got up from the bed as usual, enjoying the breakfast that the Dharma made that could barely swallow, and then he walked out.

As soon as he went downstairs, he saw many people rushing towards the passage.

He saw an acquaintance at first sight and grabbed the other person.

"Yang Ji, what's wrong? Why are you running so fast?"

Yang Ji, who was pulled, was also a member of Suqing Hall. He was the first weak chicken to be named by Master Zheng.

Yang Ji glanced at Yan Fan and felt a little disgusted...

He is a weak chicken, because he practices for a short time, but the guy in front of him is because of his laziness.

"The alien race has siegeed the city, and it has already fought a battle last night. In the early morning, the garrison office pushed a notice to the personal terminal, requiring the personnel who received the notice to rush to Jingjiang City for defense this morning."

Yang Ji finished speaking with a crackling sound, suddenly looked at Yan Fan with a strange look and asked, "Didn't you receive the notice?"

Yan Fan was confused, raised his wrist and looked at his watch. The interface was clean, let alone notifications, there was no message in the system.

Although Yang Ji did not receive Yan Fan's answer, he already knew the answer.

"Haha, I guess the above thinks that you won't be of much use if you go!"

After saying that, Yang Ji turned around and ran away - he mocked the person for not running away and was waiting to be beaten?

Yan Fan stood there blankly.

I just slept for a night, why did I feel like the weather has changed?

Now the fight starts, there is no foreplay at all?

Well, there are signs of all this.

But omens are just omens after all, and the arrival of war always makes people feel sudden.

This is the case with the war in the chaotic land, and isn’t the war on the earth star the same?

From Yang Ji's words just now, Yan Fan got a lot of information.

First of all, Jingjiang City was not lost.

Secondly, Jingjiang City is still surrounded, and the alien race is still planning the next wave of attacks.

Finally, the enemy troops besieging Jingjiang City were very powerful.

Through this information and further consideration, it is not difficult to draw conclusions that the Hawks have not yet been involved.

Combined with the previous information, the siege really started to attack the city, and there was no reason why the Eagle didn't participate.

Now that this group of flat-haired beasts have lost their numbers, it means there is something wrong with the Hawk clan.

Perhaps... I made Qiang Liuyao Ren's plan work.

"Hey, there is still too little information." Yan Fan had a headache.

As a person who has experienced the era of two lifetimes of information explosion, Yan Fan deeply understood one truth: a cannonball will cause tens of taels of gold.

As long as you have the strength, war money is the best profit.

Yan Fan hesitated for a moment, but did not go to Jingjiang City, but turned around and walked towards the elevator leading to Jingjiang University.

When he arrived at the guard room, Zhang Yong was looking at the screen diligently, afraid that there would be any signs.

"Brother Fan..."

"You go to Jingjiang City later. Send this envelope to No. 1, No. 3, South Street, Jingjiang City."

"Okay! No problem." Zhang Yong responded very simply.

...

Zhang Yongxin joined the Jingjiang garrison and was not qualified to enter the Suqing Hall, but because of Yan Shu as the protection, he successfully became a Suqing Guard.

Since it has become a purge of guards, it is very easy to enter and exit the guarding place.

You can easily go home by brushing your watch.

As soon as Zhang Yong returned to the guarding place, he saw a crowd of people rushing everywhere, and even the convenience service center was temporarily closed.

Just like Yan Fan just now, he pulled someone and began to ask about the situation.

It’s not that Zhang Yong plays the role, but because Yan Fan didn’t tell him the relevant situation just now, and because he was on duty in the gatehouse, he did not receive a notice.

After some inquiry, Zhang Yong learned about the situation.

Then... they followed everyone toward the passage.

Seamless!

Soon, Zhang Yong passed through the passage and arrived at Jingjiang City.

The architectural style of Jingjiang City is somewhat like the ancient tube building. There are many people living in each area. Except for the guards, most of them are wild hunters.

Before, many houses in the city were empty, and the owners were all trained in Jingjiang. Some of the brave ones would even enter other alien territories to fight for the autumn wind.

A place of chaos, hunting and being hunted are always relative.

Other aliens entered Jingjiang Territory and also came with the idea of ​​"Feng Feng".

At present, the occupancy rate of these houses is much higher.

It can be seen that the guards issued early warning notices before, and many people rushed back after receiving the news.

This is not only to avoid encountering alien army in the wilderness, but also to facilitate the defense of the city.

Currently, most of the defenders are guarding the city, and the hunters belong to the second sequence, and there is no need to go to the city wall yet.

Of course, these have nothing to do with Zhang Yong, and he is now focused on delivering letters.

This is his second time to come to Jingjiang City, but he is very familiar with the environment here.

After walking for a few minutes, he arrived at the address Yan Fan mentioned.

The door was an old and thick wooden door, and Zhang Yong knocked it lightly.

No movement.

Knock again.

Still no movement.

Are you not at home?

Zhang Yong looked around and prepared to squat down and stuff the envelope through the crack of the door.

But before I could implement it, a voice came from behind: "Who are you looking for?"

Zhang Yong turned around suddenly, but saw a person standing less than three meters away from him.

The man was wearing a black suit and looked very clean and neat, but his half-drawn hair drooped, covering most of his face, looking a little weird.

What's even more strange is that this man was standing in front of him, but he had the illusion that there was no one in front of him.

Zhang Yong frowned slightly, suppressed the shock in his heart, and asked, "Are you the owner of this house?"

"Yes!" The answer was stiff and cold.

Zhang Yong inexplicably felt that this person should not lie, so he immediately said, "I am here to deliver the letter."

The man paused for two seconds and asked, "Where is your faith?"
To be continued...