Surman glanced at the white foreign building in front of him, but did not rush forward.

Instead, he came to the alley next door, made sure that no one was around, took out the mask from his arms and put it on, took off one of the coats and hid it, wearing only the common vests of the road goods and the white linen shirt inside. Then, Surman walked towards the white foreign building.

This time, Surman did not go forward and entered the main hall gate, but walked around the back of the white western-style building.

There is a small door here, which is used as a side door on weekdays. At this moment, Surman came to the side door and knocked on the door gently.

Twist twist twist......

He knocked very rhythmically, three long and six short. After more than ten seconds of knocking, the side door gently opened, and a pair of eyes full of scrutiny and vigilance appeared behind the door, hiding in the shadow, looking at Surman in front of him.

"What wine do you want to buy?"

"Red wedding, no cocktails..."

Surman truthfully reported the secret code that the red wedding was a typical red wine, which met the requirements of the "Grey Man" published in the newspaper. The last sentence, don't have a cocktail, avoiding the possibility of a car crash.

The person behind the door looked at him vigilantly, and then stayed on the mask that covered his appearance for a few seconds. The next moment, he took the initiative to move out of the way.

"Please come in and pay attention to the rules."

Surman came in and found out that the figure behind the door was an old man with mottled hair, his eyes were muddy, and his skin had typical old spots. It seemed that he was almost at his limit.

"The entrance is in an old place, and there is no need to verify it again." The mottled old man gave a special advice.

Surman nodded slightly, headed to the second floor under the other party's gaze, and then passed through the bathroom on the top of the second floor.

Sure enough, the walls in the bathroom were already opened and there was no need to use automatic codes again. It seemed that the "Golden Song" trusted the old man who was guarding the door, believing that the identity of the "party member" could be ensured by the other party's review alone.

The guarantee here does not refer to the real identity, and the old man does not have that great ability. He just ensures the normality of the secret gathering and will not let ordinary passers-by get into it.

He walked down the stairs of the bathroom and approached the ground step by step, with the strong aroma of wine, gradually penetrated through the holes in the mask and penetrated into the nose, making Surman feel a little sour and itchy, and he wanted to sneeze... He has never liked to be addicted to alcohol.

There is a dim halo in front of you, pouring out from your vision and retreating little by little with the light line.

Surman saw the familiar large round table and chairs that surrounded the round table but were separated by seven or eight meters.

Surprisingly, there were a large number of people sitting on these chairs, and there were not many empty chairs left for Surman.

It seemed very lively...Surman glanced around and found several "familiar masks" from the last party, and several strange masked men who could not recognize. After all, he only participated in the "Golden Song" once, and not all members were present at the last party.

However, in terms of the "sector rate", the number of members at this party was particularly amazing. It seems that everyone was a little bored by the changes during this period. Once the news of the re-convening of the party was published in the newspaper.

Immediately, they gathered like sharks smelling fishy smell.

"Night Crow, welcome back."

At the top of the head, the man in gray robe greeted him. On the one hand, he showed the enthusiasm of the party host, and on the other hand, he also introduced the new member to other old people in disguise.

When they heard the words of the man in gray, there were indeed some strangers who looked over, but they quickly withdrew their gaze.

It is very common for newcomers to join, and nothing is strange. Everyone just took a look and just remembered the name, and no one took Surman to heart anymore. They fell into silence at the party, and time slowly passed...

During this period, there were also members of the party coming one after another. Before they knew it, the chairs were almost full.

This group of extraordinary people is not a restless person. Due to the increase in the number of people and the fact that they know each other, they are of course limited to the level of understanding on the "mask", but they can also say a few words, and gradually, rustling communication sounds sounded in the gathering hall.

Suddenly,

Near the entrance, everyone was silent for a moment.

Like dominoes, this effect spread out and the whole audience was stunned. This made Surman inexplicably feel like he had a sudden feeling of the class teacher coming out of the back door of the classroom like a elusive thing... He looked along the eyes of everyone.

I only saw a graceful figure wearing black veil at the entrance of the underground, but what attracted everyone was not her proud figure, but the black veil on the other person's face and the butterfly-like half-faced jewelry.

"Black Butterfly, welcome back."

The man in gray robe stood up to greet the other party. This move itself represents a meaning.

He regards Black Butterfly as an existence of equal strength and gives full respect to the other party.

Of course, the most important thing is... As a core member of the Qisheng Association, the man in the gray robe vaguely guessed the news channel of President Qisheng, which was probably related to Ms. Black Die, so his attitude towards Ms. Black Die immediately rose several steps.

Not only the gray-robed men, but other members at the party also had similar attitudes. They had long secretly speculated that Ms. Black Butterfly was a strong man who entered the second level. You should know that in the circle of wild extraordinary people, the second level is a realm that they almost out of reach.

As wild extraordinary people, they have no inheritance system and no reasonable training plan, which means they cannot master skills (skill level), cannot develop talents in depth, and even the secondary profession cannot be opened... Both ways have been blocked, and they are still asked to be promoted? Therefore, their attitude towards Ms. Black Butterfly is both envious and a bit of awe.

"Um."

Ms. Black Die responded softly, feeling perfunctory, and her eyes gently swept across the audience with a sense of ink. Suddenly, her eyes were frozen in a certain place, and the corners of her mouth were raised, and she was walking there slowly.

"Ye Crow, it seems that you are safe and sound..." Ms. Heidi said hello.

I am an official, of course it's okay...Surman thought silently in his heart, but on the surface he remained cold and nodded in a normal way: "I'm lucky, I didn't meet the tourer."

Although it is very likely that Ms. Black Butterfly will sell his news to the direct descendant of Stuart for a second time, and even, she is a member of Stuart, all these are possible.

Due to uncertainty, Surman could only observe slowly and first thought that the snake was the best.

"I think your luck will definitely not be bad."

Ms. Black Butterfly joked. For some reason, her eyes were on Surman and looked at him carefully, as if she was watching a peerless jade. Surman almost thought that the two of them had changed their genders, and the other party was a rough man.........

This scene fell into the eyes of other members, and in an instant, they all quieted down, and they felt incredible.
Chapter completed!