Huang Liang walked gently on the narrow streets of Hai Cucumber Street, his boots crunching on the snow on the road. The cold after the snow stopped the footsteps of the people who came here for fun. There were only a few girls standing listlessly in front of the door in the alley. They were shocked like lions smelling the smell of antelope, and adjusted their posture at any time. Ready to attack.

Everything was the same as when he first came, as if nothing had changed.

Huang Liang has lived in Amsterdam for almost a year. In this year, he participated in the so-called "elite breeding program" three times. He feels awkward and disgusting every time he sees those fornication scenes, but he knows that awkwardness and disgust are emotions that humans have, and he must hide these emotions.

This is his fourth visit. He is already familiar with everything here, no matter how the woman in the alley scratches her head, she can't let the slightest wave in his heart.

The door of No. 1307 Haicucumber Street was tightly closed.

Huang Liang raised his wrist and looked at his watch. There was still one minute left before the agreed time. He tidied his clothes and hat, and paused for a while at the door.

He is a punctual person, thanks to his professional habits. Any second on the operating table is taken back from death. Punctuality is the most basic quality of a good surgeon.

Of course, at that time he was still called Zhao Pengcheng, not Huang Liang.

He hadn't been on the operating table anymore, but his hand could still hold the scalpel steadily. He has several scalpels in his home in Amsterdam, the dining table, the kitchen, and even the bathroom. He likes to use a scalpel to peel apples, cut steaks, and even shave. Except for the time he was in prison, his life has never left the scalpel.

Even during his sentence, there is still a scalpel in his dream, that is what he really depends on. Since receiving Aoki's guidance, the scalpel in the dream has become sharper and sharper, but it is invisible when used. Even if he encounters a spiritual master who is stronger than him, he now has the confidence to fight. But fighting was not his goal. What he wanted to do was to use this knife to cut through the dense cobwebs in front of him to find out the dusty truth.

Thinking of Aoki, he unconsciously took out his phone, opened the GHOST file and took a look. Since coming to Amsterdam, he has never heard from Aoki. According to the agreement, he will pass on his whereabouts and some information about his organization to Aoki through GHOST, and Aoki should also respond. But all the news fell to nothing. He didn't know if this GHOST had a problem or Aoki had a problem.

Huang Liang stood for about thirty seconds before reaching out and knocking on the door. When he knocked on the door, he thought of the old lady again.

He can't remember the look of the old lady. He has never seen her since he was hypnotized by her the first time he came. Every time he knocked on door 1307, he would be inexplicably nervous, a little worried, and a little expectant. This is a very subtle emotion, so strange that he doesn't even know why.

The door opened, and behind the door was Howard.

"Oh, dear Huang, you are so punctual every time!" Howard greeted.

Huang Liang smiled at Howard and followed him into the room. A rush of moisture came over the surface, and there was a little bit of rotten smell. There was a pink sconce on the wall, and a lewd sound came from the underground passage in the back room.

They came to the basement probably because it was still early, and there were not many people there. Some people are already warming up on the court, but most are just sitting and drinking and chatting.

Someone familiar with Huang Liang saw him coming and raised the wine glass in his hand to say hello: "Hi, Huang! Would you like to warm up first?"

A **** blonde came over and poured Huang Liang a glass of champagne and said, "Oh, Huang, I like the feeling of having **** with you. I want you to accompany me in breeding for a while. I believe that our genes will be able to breed the best Excellent race!"

Huang Liang took the champagne with his left hand and the waist of the hostess woman with his right hand. He took her into his arms and said, "I am happy to accompany you, Miss Carol!"

Howard smiled and said to Huang Liang: "It looks like you have completely adapted to the life of the organization."

Huang Liang remembered what the old lady said, and said blankly: "Only humans need to adapt."

Howard laughed and patted Huang Liang on the shoulder and said, "Don't rush to enjoy, I have something to discuss with you." Then he said to the woman, "Carol, let me use your Huang for a while. ."

Carol said with a smile: "Yes, but you are not allowed to hide and do dirty things. You must know that it is against organizational discipline to solve the physiological estrus between the same sex!"

Howard said: "Don't worry, I will return him to you unscathed, no one will be missing!"

Carol then let go of Huang Liang's hand, cast a wink at him and walked away.

"What are you going to talk to me, Howard?" Huang Liang asked.

"Come with me." Howard said.

Huang Liang feels strange, what can't be said here, or simply contact through the dream corridor? But he didn't ask much, and followed Howard through the entire underground hall.

Howard removed a wine rack, where there was an invisible door. He pressed his fingerprints and opened the door to enter. Inside was a small room, like an office.

Howard sat down in his office chair and said, "In Amsterdam, only three people can enter this office." He pointed to the sofa and said, "Sit down."

Huang Liang sat down and realized that Howard's position in the organization might be higher than he thought.

Amsterdam is the organization's most important base in Europe, and it is also the location of the Dream Club's European branch. Here, of course, the highest status is the chairman of the branch, but the old man is very mysterious and never appears in such a place. He does not even know his name until now. The second is the chairman of the Dutch branch. Although his position is not high, he is the emperor of Amsterdam. If the organization can put the address of the European branch in Amsterdam, you can see the energy of this person. But that was a typical Nordic fat man. His body was already severely overdrawn and he had to be supported when he walked. Even when he was in estrus, he couldn't do much at all.

If it is these two people, then Howard's identity is at least between the chairman of the Dutch chapter and the chairman of the European chapter, plus he was mainly active in Asia before, so it is likely that he is the coordinator of the Eurasian continent.

Huang Liang secretly guessed the identities of the three people mentioned by Howard.

"From today, you are the fourth person who can enter this office." Howard said.

"Me?" Huang Liang couldn't help being surprised. He is just an ordinary member of the Asian region, and his status and status in human society is not noble, even very humble. He just went to jail for doing things for the organization, and later escaped from prison and changed his status before coming to Europe.

"Don't be surprised!" Howard said ~lightnovelpub.net~ You were developed by me, and I will naturally promote you. "

Huang Liang felt very strange when he heard the word "promotion". It stands to reason that the members of the organization only have dedication, and there is no such thing as promotion. This is the dross in the human spirit, and it can only happen in extremely opaque thoughts and systems.

He said, "Thank you for your appreciation! But I don't understand why...promote me? And..." He wanted to say how he was promoted to the fourth level in this office, but he didn't say it. This kind of hierarchical thinking Howard can say, he can't say. He must be cautious.

Howard said: "You have a new task arrangement, of course there will be changes in your position."

Is there a task finally? Huang Liang thought. He said: "Just give your order and promise to complete the task."

"Don't worry, you take a look at this first."

Howard said that he took out a very delicate helmet, a bit like Iron Man's helmet, but the color was not so gorgeous, but mainly gray and white, glowing with metallic luster, it looked like a high-end product.