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Deep in Warehouse Street, an unknown corner.

Three one-star hunters from suspicious groups patrolled here slowly, whispering while patrolling.

"I really don't know when I will be able to leave this ghost place."

A man who was a gangster was waving his weapon in his hand irritably while cursing, which made the two teammates next to him a little impatient.

"Are you still talking about this?"

"Can you be a little patient? You are not annoyed, we are so annoyed."

The two teammates were complaining.

"Don't you want to?" said the gangster with great dissatisfaction: "I've been hiding in such a place. My whole body is about to get moldy. The task of the day is patrol. I can't let any corner. Damn, there are so many containers and so many corners here. I'm so dry and dying. I haven't smoked or drunk. I don't know how long it took to go to that store to wash my feet and massage my feet."

Hearing this, the two teammates of the gangster sneered.

"You just want to go for a foot massage, right?"

"Yes, who doesn't know that you have a special liking for that No. 18?"

"That girl is indeed a bit pretty."

"Tsk, why don't I order her over next time I go there."

The two of them were making fun of them.

"I don't know when I can go back, just give me a fur." ​​The gangster continued to curse, "This place is almost becoming a battlefield, and the entrance to the Spirit Demon Prison will open the day after tomorrow. If we are involved in the war, is there any possibility of leaving?"

The two teammates stopped talking.

This is actually the underlying idea of ​​these people.

The war is about to begin, and Huaming District has become a military base. Even the person behind them can't let people enter and exit freely. It's not that easy for them to leave here without registration.

Maybe they will not only fail to leave when the war begins, but they will also be involved.

At that time, they have tasks and their identities are jealous. Whether they encounter illusion demons from the Spirit Demon Prison or regular professionals in the base city, it will be a big trouble.

This is the dilemma they are currently facing.

"The boss has been bothering about this for a while."

"I really don't know if it can be solved."

"Can't the senior manager of the base city be more powerful?"

“It’s really useless.”

Thinking of the irritability, the two teammates of the gangster started to curse.

The gangster even said with a fierce look on his face.

"It would be great if there was a woman coming to vent me now."

As he said that, the gangster raised the weapon in his hand and chopped it to the grass beside him.

"bite!"

With a small sound, the weapon that cut into the grass was clamped by two slender fingers.

"Varied--!?"

The gangster widened his eyes.

In front of him, there was a figure in the grass.

The gangster showed a shocked look on his face. He was about to step back and shouted, but suddenly he was bullied at the convenience.

"Bang!"

With the muffled sound, the owner of the figure released a heavy blow to the gangster's abdomen, causing his fist to fall on the gangster's abdomen.

"Gu...!?"

The gangster wanted to react, but it was too late. He felt a pain in his abdomen and he fell down.

"this...!?"

"you...!"

At this time, the two teammates of the gangster finally reacted and were shocked.

But then, a burst of ashes appeared around them.

“【Seven Styles·Grey Bonding】.”

Black and gray turned into a wall of restraint, surrounding them and even blocking their noses.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

The two of them could only make a terrified whine, and then slowly fell down.
Chapter completed!