Gerald didn't speak for a while, but stared at Fu Qian with sharp eyes.
He obviously brought someone to look for him aggressively, but the other party's reaction was too bland, which made him feel unspeakably awkward.
Unfortunately, the other party's face was completely covered by his mask, so that he could not get any emotional feedback and could only feel a sense of powerlessness.
"Come with me."
After a long time, the man finally withdrew his gaze, turned around and walked in front, without even asking Fu Qian to take off his mask.
It can be seen that the death of an important figure in the group put a lot of pressure on him.
Gary and others who were following Jerrod quickly stepped forward after hearing the words and stood around Fu Qian, fearing that he would run away again and find no one.
Finally, surrounded by such people, Fu Qian came to the base of the Siren Group again.
Compared with the last time I left, the atmosphere here is undoubtedly much more solemn now.
Not only are heavily armed extraordinary beings visible everywhere, but the review of entry is also extremely strict.
Jerad stepped forward without saying a word, showed his ID, motioned for the others to stay outside, and took Fu Qian upstairs.
This time the elevator took too long to run. When it opened silently, Fu Qian found himself outside an empty and luxurious office.
Gerald stared at Fu Qian, and after signaling the latter to go out, he respectfully stepped forward and knocked on the door.
There were not many people in the empty office. Apart from a few pretty secretaries, there was only an old man with short blue hair standing with his hands behind his back, looking out the window.
Is this actually a unified stance of the group?
Fu Qian glanced at Jerrod next to him, and still remembered that he had the same attitude when he came on stage.
"People have already brought it."
Feeling Fu Qian's gaze, Gerald didn't look away.
"good."
The blue-haired brother nodded slightly and finally turned around.
He was a middle-aged man with a rough face. His appearance was not very recognizable, but his gray-black eyes were as deep and silent as the deep sea.
As expected of a top consortium, there is actually a demigod sitting directly in the wasteland.
I admired silently in my heart before paying.
He was very sure that the old man in front of him was a proper demigod.
And looking at Zuo Pai, he should be one of the people talking about things here in the Siren Group.
"Mr. Fu."
When Fu Qian was sizing up the other person, the blue-haired demigod was also sizing him up.
"Your mask is interesting."
This person's eyes finally fell on his face and he made a comment without much nutrition.
"Thanks for the compliment."
I said humbly before paying, and was very satisfied with this person's reaction.
He could almost conclude that the opponent did not realize that he and he were players of the same level.
This mask from the Witch is surprisingly effective!
"Take off the mask."
However, the blue-haired brother's words made Gerald nervous for a while, and he immediately said sharply to Fu Qian.
It's a pity that Fu Qian didn't even turn around and ignored him at all.
"No."
The blue-haired brother actually had a tolerant attitude.
"I just have a few questions that I want to confirm with Mr. Fu."
"Please say."
He made a gesture before paying.
"It is said that after Mr. Fu's first day of action, he rejected the company's subsequent cooperation invitation?"
"yes."
"Can I ask why? I hope you won't tell me it's because you're afraid of danger."
"I'm not really afraid, I just feel that the input-output ratio is a bit low."
"It's already three times the reward, what else do you want?"
Seeing that the blue-haired demigod glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally because of Fu Qian's words, Gerald suddenly became nervous and couldn't help but say.
"High and low depends on comparison."
Fu Qian snorted.
"It only took me five minutes today to harvest two weapons."
That's called robbery!
Gerald, who obviously knew what Fu Qian had done, could hardly help but shout out.
Unfortunately, the next moment he met the emotionless gaze of the blue-haired demigod, and fell silent for an instant.
"Has anyone from the Ji family been in contact with you during this time?"
After stopping Gerald, the blue-haired demigod asked seemingly casually.
"Ji Yicheng."
Before paying, I gave my name very simply and directly.
"Not long ago today, we had a pleasant chat."
"The other one knows about the mirror and the feather."
The demigod brother's eyes flickered slightly before he added another sentence.
"Ji Yicheng..."
Even this person fell into deep thought for a while.
Although what Fu Qian said was concise and concise, he could still understand the spirit.
If the situation is true, it can almost be concluded that there is Ji's mole in the Siren Group.
"Impossible! We-"
Gerald took a moment to react, and subconsciously wanted to defend himself, but was ruthlessly interrupted by the blue-haired demigod.
"I understand, thank you for your answer."
Turning his attention to Fu Qian, the blue-haired demigod thanked him with a smile, and then added another sentence.
"I hope the conditions this time will satisfy you."
“A pleasure to work with!”
Regarding this meaningless sentence, I didn't have any surprise before paying.
The meaning of the other party's words is very simple, that is, he needs to participate in exploration again.
In fact, ever since he learned about the death of the fourth-level transcendent, Fu Qian had speculated on several possible developments.
Considering that his role in this incident is extremely special, it cannot be explained clearly through words at all.
So if you get a little more violent, it's entirely possible for the Siren Group to directly issue a death warrant and kill you as the murderer.
There is also the current approach, which is to involve yourself in the matter again when it is impossible to confirm that you are innocent. On the one hand, you will observe the subsequent reactions, and on the other hand, you will not be able to do anything else.
All in all, there is no possibility of staying out of the situation.
This is why happy time is always short.
As for the conditions this person mentioned, they were even simpler. They were nothing more than death threats.
Be satisfied or die, choose one.
No matter what the posture is, the person in front of me is definitely not a good man or woman.
“A pleasure to work with.”
The blue-haired demigod smiled.
"I will be there when the time comes."
After saying this, the man turned to look out the window again, and the young blond secretary stepped forward to see the guest off.
…
Nora’s description is even more exaggerated!
An hour later, Fu Qian looked at the endless swamp in front of him and let out a deep sigh.
Even though an important figure was killed, the Siren Group still didn't seem to want to slow down its exploration progress. After coming out of the demigod brother's office, Gerald didn't waste any time and took him directly here.
Different from what we usually see, in the swamp in front of us, not only are the quagmires scattered in strange colors, but the air is also filled with an indescribable smell.
The smell didn't even resemble rotting plants and algae, but a special bloody smell.
At a glance, this swamp looks like a huge wound in the earth.