"Send Jerry can't recruit a single navy, which is what I expected, then, what about the two recruits? What are they doing?" Satoni leaned his chair on his side and crossed Erlang's legs, his index finger lightly on the table The edge tapped rhythmically.

"The two recruits, the navy named Fick is not surprising, he is training with the navy every day; it's the recruit named Yaerlin, whose behavior is a bit incomprehensible... He has been doing it almost every day for the past month. Lock yourself in the document room." The navy replied with some doubts.

"Documentation room?" Sartoni was stunned for a moment. It took him a long time to realize what the document room was for. He tapped his finger on the table and paused, very surprised: "What is he doing there?"

"It's like reading a newspaper!"

Satoni was stunned for a moment, and then his brows knitted together strangely. He wondered what the good news was in those newspapers, and he even looked at them for nearly a month. Could it be that he was not a fool?

"But Via's head is most likely the one that these two recruits brought to Senteri..." Satoni pondered for a moment, waved his hand to let the navy soldier back, and ordered, "Keep watching!"

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Open the door lock.

It was quiet inside. Yaerlin walked up to the second floor, then slowly raised a burlap woven bag from upstairs, locked the door again with his backhand, and walked alone towards the outskirts of Shields Town.

In the distance, behind a trash can, the figure frowned and stared at the direction he left, then slowly walked towards the building door, raised his hand and gently tugged on the door lock, then looked up at the closed window upstairs , there was a layer of dust on the window, and it looked dark inside. He retracted his gaze and hesitated for a while, then turned his head to look around. The location of this building is close to the periphery of Shields Town. There are very few people living there, and the sky is a little dark at the moment. There are no pedestrians passing by.

After thinking for a while, he tore off a brick from the pier next to it, raised it and smashed it down heavily against the door lock. The sound of "banging" echoed in the opening of the building.

In the upstairs room, a corpse was lying motionless beside the bed, and suddenly opened his eyes, Sen Liang's bald head turned to look in the direction of the door.

"Crack!"

The iron lock was smashed, the figure threw away the bricks, clapped the dust on his hands, swiped away the broken lock, pushed open the building door, and looked at the dark lacquered building door opening behind him, his dim vision was gloomy and cold. The air made him shiver inexplicably.

The figure slowly walked inward along the wall. He obviously didn't notice that there were unhuman eyes watching his every move in the darkness across the aisle.

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It is as if the town of Shields is divided into two worlds by a line. Inside, there are peaceful and deserted residents living in fear under the exploitation and exploitation of the 153rd Branch of the Navy, but they still maintain the order on the surface; while outside is poor. Chaos is the hatred and tyranny exposed after the outer coat has been torn off.

There are wine bottles and broken gravel blocks everywhere, Yaerlin's eyes are quickly wandering inside, some hiding women and children, the vigilant eyes of men, and the bricks and wine bottles in his hands, he turns a blind eye towards the unknown. The gang members gathered in twos and threes in the distance walked away.

"Navy, what are you doing here?" The man in the short-sleeved plaid shirt took a step forward, blocking Yaerlin's path and asked fiercely.

Yaerlin was still wearing the recruit uniform of the 153rd branch and a white military cap on his head. He looked at the man opposite and said lightly, "Brotherhood?"

"Yes, the navy is not welcome here. If you don't want to die, get out!" At the same time as the man in the plaid shirt spoke, the two tall men behind him took out iron rods and short knives from behind, staring at Yar with bad eyes. Forest.

"How come I don't know there is a place in Shields Town that our navy can't set foot on." Yaerlin stared at the opposite side expressionlessly, and sneered: "Or your brothers are impatient and want to welcome Come to the 153rd branch of the Navy to encircle and suppress the entire navy, eh?"

The man in the plaid shirt showed a fierce look in his eyes, and he laughed angrily: "Others are afraid of your navy, but our fraternity is all men who are squeezed by your navy and only have a bad life. Do you think we will be afraid?"

"Come on, kill me!"

The man in the plaid shirt pulled out a dagger from his back, grabbed the blade and handed the hilt to Yaerlin. At the same time, he tore off the button of his shirt, exposing his chest, and pointed at the hideous scar on it. : "This is what your navy left me, come, stab me here and kill me!"

Yaerlin looked at the scar on the opponent's chest. It should be the scar caused by the navy's bayonet. He slowly moved his eyes and focused on the man's face. The expression on the other's face did not seem to be fake. The two members of the Brotherhood behind the other party also had a ferocious expression that was not afraid of death.

"very good!"

Yaerlin licked his lips, he ignored the opponent's provocation, but took a step back, and then slowly threw the bag on the ground.

The crisp sound of metal collision ~lightnovelpub.net~ The man in the plaid shirt looked stunned. He stared at Yaerlin, wondering what tricks the other side was playing.

"You're not even afraid of death, don't you dare to open it and take a look?" Yaerlinnu Nuanu said lightly.

"Humph!" The dagger turned deftly in the palm of his hand and was held in the palm of his hand. The man in the plaid shirt slowly squatted down. Pulling the dagger on the bag opened a slit. His pupils shrank suddenly, and he reached out to cover the bag. He looked up at Yaerlin with a puzzled look on his face, "What does this mean?"

"Sincere!"

Yaerlin shrugged his shoulders, and the corners of his mouth turned upwards slightly: "It shows that I have no ill will towards you. I came here with kindness and sincerity. I am very sympathetic to your experience..."

"We don't need the sympathy of the Navy, so don't be hypocritical here." The plaid shirt interrupted Yaerlin's hypocritical words and said bitterly, "Explain your purpose, Navy!"

"Haha~" Yaerlin took a deep look at the opposite side, "Then let me put it another way, I am also very dissatisfied with the current situation of the 153rd branch of the Navy, so I am here to make a mutual benefit with your Brotherhood. Don't rush to refuse, this is not something you can call the shots!"

When Yaerlin said the last few words, his tone suddenly became cold and cold, as if his patience had been exhausted. If the man in the plaid shirt dared to refuse without thinking, then he also wouldn't mind changing the way and letting it go. They understand how heavy the sincerity a navy brings.

The man in the plaid shirt pondered for a while, then picked up the bag on the ground with a dark face, turned around and walked back, and said to the two members of the fraternity behind him: "You two stare at him, I'll see you. Chief, if he makes a dangerous move, kill him!"