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860 leads 2

In the afternoon, after fighting with Xilin in the training room for a while, she corrected some mistakes and omissions that she had not noticed, and let her practice hard. Then Garen slowly left the Xilin family's residence and got on the hover car that came to pick him up.

The eldest sister of the Charming Mercenary Group drove her car to pick him up in person.

With golden curly hair hanging on her shoulders, it was none other than the group leader Inari.

The leader with a ladylike temperament was sitting in the driver's seat, carefully looking at Garen who was sitting next to him from time to time. It seemed that she also knew Garen's record through her intelligence channels.

"What are you looking at? Miss irresponsible leader?" Garen glanced at her lightly. "None of the tasks I gave you have been completed. It feels completely meaningless for me to invite you here."

Inari hesitated slightly, she really didn't expect Garen to strike first as soon as she opened her mouth.

"Mr. Nono, don't say that. We also have our due diligence, but you also know that the white-light mecha is too terrifying. How can our mere first- and second-level pilots resist that kind of fifth-level master?"

"Then what's the point of inviting you here?" Garen swept his hair that was blown away by the wind on his forehead and turned to look at the high-speed street scene outside the window.

"We are not idle, Mr. Nono." Inari smiled slightly. This was the first time she met a man who did not treat them as girls, but as a real mercenary organization that cooperated as equals. Before,

In every cooperation, the employers didn't look like they wanted to swallow them alive. They didn't regard them as mercenaries at all, but just objects for venting.

But this time, Garen's attitude made her feel a faint sense of respect. Just respect for a long time.

"Tell me, what can you do?" Garen asked calmly.

Inari smiled again.

"You must also know about the pulse wave incident, right?"

Garen nodded. He had just received a message from Kende. The focus of the special correspondent above had indeed shifted to the tracker. Regarding his radiation secrets and trivial matters such as casualties and casualties, the superiors did not bother to pay attention at all. Even he

The powerful talent and combat ability displayed did not attract attention. Obviously, the taboo core was taken too seriously, so that the people above ignored everything.

This also made him secretly glad that once he really got the core, even if he handed it over, he probably wouldn't be able to escape the fate of being silenced. After all, who knows if he got anything secret from the core? Just one suspicion could ruin his life.

everything.

Now this result is the most appropriate. The tracker was obtained from above. When he finally returned to the team, he stabbed his own mecha and pretended to be seriously injured by the reflection. He looked like he was unable to track. He was not suspected.

This matter can be regarded as barely getting over. This kind of thing itself can be big or small. Fortunately, he has always managed the relationship with the upper class quite well. Blanding has said good things to him several times, plus the involved

There were a lot of people. There were also people from the Xilin family, as well as the Glory nobles. The superiors were not too demanding and focused on the taboo core tracker.

When she came to her senses, Inari had already begun to explain.

"The culprit of the pulse wave incident is actually the master of the White Light Organization." She lowered her voice. "Not the ordinary members you meet. But the real master!"

"Oh?" Garen's heart trembled. Even for ordinary members, he still used all his cards, or the opponent was in a state of heavy damage, so he barely killed the opponent. If he was in good condition, he would definitely run as far as he could in the first place.

How far to run.

This is like a guy who has achieved a little success in practicing Iron Cloth Shirt. When he meets a master who has perfected the Nine Yang Divine Skills, even the skills are not at the same level, let alone one level lower than the level. Just the internal force can rebound.

Kill him.

The situation is similar to this comparison. If that guy's body and mecha are in good condition, then the force field alone can suppress him and prevent him from moving. There is no need to talk about fighting skills at all.

"The White Light Organization has a Glory Mecha, which is the kind you encountered, and the person who assassinated this time was the Great Bright Mecha. It is the leader in charge of the Glory Mecha. Its strength is very terrifying!" Inari said solemnly, "

And I got some information about the Great Light Mecha."

"What does that have to do with me?" Garen asked with raised eyebrows.

"You killed a glorious mecha. Although you were their traitor, the tracker on the mecha itself fell into the hands of the Black Pan Domain officials. The other party would never mind killing it when dealing with the top officials of the Black Pan Domain.

You." Inari said very rudely, with a hint of ridicule, "When the time comes, no matter how talented a young master you are, you will be able to deal with several Level 5 vehicles in perfect condition and a more terrifying pilot.

....”

"That's my business." Garen narrowed his eyes.

"How is it? Do you know our role?" Inari smiled, turned around and continued driving. But suddenly she felt her chest wearing a white T-shirt was suddenly lifted, and a hand reached under the T-shirt and pulled it.

She took off her bra, grabbed her breasts hard, squeezed and scratched, and suddenly felt severe pain at the tips.

"You!!" Her cheeks suddenly turned red, but she was driving at a very fast speed and did not dare to take her hands off the steering wheel, otherwise the force would be reversed by accident and cause a car accident.

Inali felt that her breasts were constantly being grabbed hard, as if they were playing casually, which made her feel ashamed and annoyed.

"Even if you are somewhat useful, so what?" Garen replied casually, feeling the soft touch without any emotion on his face. "If you didn't do the task well, you didn't do it well. Everything else is just an excuse."

Inari suddenly felt that hand actually started to lift up the hem of the T-shirt. There were transparent glass on both sides of the car, and the protective shading was not turned on. In this way, once her clothes were lifted, her entire upper body would be exposed on the road.

It can be seen by the car owners and passers-by on the left and right in front.

"Don't go too far!!" Inali gritted her teeth.

"I'm just giving you a piece of advice." Garen patted her lightly, and suddenly a piece of cold stuff came out of his sleeve silently, and then slowly attached itself to the heart between Inari's breasts.

It was a small ball of light blue flesh. As soon as it was attached to the skin, it stretched out automatically, as if a ball of paper kneaded together automatically stretched out again, and soon became thinner and thinner, until it was completely attached.

It attaches to the skin and actually penetrates into it.

But Inari didn't seem to notice it at all, and was still twisting her body in shame, trying to get rid of Garen's hand.

Seed of distortion....

The cold hell peacock seeds that Garon condensed to create monsters were silently lurked into Inari's heart. As long as he made a move, they would explode instantly, turning Inari into a twisted chaotic radiation monster.

He took his hand back again, and Garen's expression remained unchanged, as if he had done nothing just now.

"If you like to play this kind of thing, I'll let Julie and the others play as you please when you go back, but it's a highway now! Please be patient!" Inari then scolded in anger.

"Your attitude makes me very dissatisfied." Garen's arm instantly jumped up and pinched Inali's chin and cheek.

Click!!

"Ah!!! You...!!" Inari felt a sharp pain in her jaw, and she actually made a sound of bone cracking. Finally, the beauty and contempt in her heart disappeared, replaced by a trace of fear.

"A vase should serve the purpose of a vase." Garen calmly retracted his hand.

"You're still not a man! If you can't tell me, just do it!"

"Of course, isn't this just for men?" Galen asked in return.

Inari was speechless for a moment.

"Okay, stop making trouble and drive your car." Garen only occasionally got up and released his twisted seeds to parasitize it. He just wanted to test the effect and find an opportunity to activate it.

As for why I chose Inari, it was also because I had the opportunity. At the same time, this woman seemed to have many secrets and a wealth of channel information. She could barely act as my eyes and ears.

He suddenly found that he seemed to be acting out of interest most of the time now, instead of being as urgent and non-stop as he was at the beginning. Everything in life was about struggle, struggle, struggle, nothing else.

"Is this the effect of too many soul seeds?" He listened to Inari's complaints while touching his chin. It seemed that Inari did not reject his 'surprise attack'. Obviously, his attack this time

His record and financial resources made him a favorite among these snobbish women.

Putting away these boring thoughts, Garen returned to the scene when he let Klin and his brother go.

At that time, after the sword style was deflected for a moment, he heard a voice, a voice that was directly transmitted to his mecha cabin, or in other words, a voice in his consciousness.

"What you need most is a truly powerful consciousness training method. With your talent, using such a low-level training method as the Eagle Claw will bury your talent." The voice pointed out his talent directly.

's greatest weakness.

Garen stopped moving and stood there without moving. Although Beren was speaking and Krillin was moving, his attention at this time was still focused on the voice in his heart.

"Who are you? What do you want to say?" he tried to ask in his mind.

"I am the core of what you want, how about we make a deal?" the voice continued.

"Deal? Can you give me what I want?"

"certainly."

After the information was transmitted in a flash of lightning.

Garen's long sword moved, and he looked at Klin and his brother Beren walking away, but in the end he did not choose to pursue them.

He originally planned to force the core holder to get what he wanted, but he didn't expect that the other core's core would be the same as his own.

What's more, I didn't expect that my brother would actually look like that and still have a good relationship with the core holder.

Moreover, he didn't originally intend to kill Klin, so it was only natural that he deflected it in the end. He wanted to take a closer look at the differences between powerful people who can cause soul-seed vibrations.

Both parties were very satisfied with the final result.

But the only thing that made him unhappy was that his brother Belen actually pretended to be a transvestite, or had sex reassignment surgery...otherwise, how could he be like that? Fortunately, he killed the only bystander, and there was no

Let others discover the news that his brother Beren and the core holder are acting together. (To be continued...)


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