Gerald didn't say anything for a moment, but just stared at Fu Qian with a sharp look.

He obviously brought someone to come here with great momentum, but the other party's reaction was too dull, which made him feel uncomfortable.

Unfortunately, the other party's mask blocked his face tightly, so he could not get any emotional feedback, and he felt full of powerlessness.

"Come with me."

After a long time, the man finally withdrew his gaze, turned around and walked in front, and did not even ask Fu Qian to take off his mask.

It can be seen that the death of an important figure in the group puts a lot of pressure on him.

Gary and others who were following Jerold, heard this and quickly stepped forward and stood around Fu, fearing that he would not be able to find someone again.

Finally, surrounded by this, Fu Qian came to the Siren Group's base again.

Compared to the last time I left, the atmosphere here is undoubtedly much more solemn.

Not only are fully armed extraordinary people seen everywhere, but the review of entering the door is also extremely strict.

Gerald stepped forward without saying a word, showed his ID card, and signaled that the others stay outside and took Fu Qian upstairs himself.

The elevator lasted too long this time. When it opened silently, Fu Qian found that he had arrived outside an empty and luxurious office.

Gerald stared at Fu Qian and signaled that after the latter would go out, he respectfully stepped forward and knocked on the door.

There were not many people in the empty office. Apart from the few beautiful secretaries, there was only an old man with short blue hair standing with his hands behind his back, looking out the window with his back to him.

Is this actually a unified posture for the group?

Fu Qian glanced at Jerold next to him and still remembered that this person had the same attitude when he appeared.

"The people have brought it."

Feeling Fu Qian's gaze, Gerald looked at him without squinting.

"good."

The blue-haired brother nodded slightly and finally turned around.

He was a middle-aged man with a rough face, and he did not have much recognition in his appearance, but his gray-black eyes were deep and silent, like the deep sea.

It is worthy of being a top consortium, and there is actually a demigod in the wasteland.

Fu Qian was silently admiring in his heart.

He was very sure that the old man in front of him was at a demigod level.

As a matter of style, it should be one of the people who are talking about the Siren Group here.

"Mr. Fu."

When Fu Qian looked at the other party, the blue-haired demigod was also looking at him.

“Your mask is fun.”

The man's eyes eventually fell on his face and made a comment that was not much nutritional.

"Thank you for the compliment."

Fu Qian said modestly and was very satisfied with this person's reaction.

He could almost conclude that the other party did not realize that he was a player of the same level as him.

This mask from the witch is surprisingly good!

"Take off the mask."

However, the words of the blue-haired brother made Gerald nervous and immediately sternly said to Fu Qian.

Unfortunately, Fu Qian didn't even look back and ignored him at all.

"No."

The blue-haired brother looked to be tolerant.

"I just have a few questions and want to confirm with Mr. Fu."

"Please say it."

Fu Qian made a gesture.

"It is said that after Mr. Fu's first day of action, he refused the company's subsequent invitation to cooperate?"

"yes."

"Can you ask why? Hope you won't tell me it's because you're afraid of danger."

"It's really not a fear, I just feel that the input-output is a bit lower."

"It's already tripled the reward, what else do you want?"

Seeing that because of Fu Qian's words, the blue-haired demigod glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally. Gerald suddenly felt nervous and couldn't help but say.

“High and low depend on comparison.”

Fu Qian snorted in his nose.

"I only used five minutes today and got two weapons."

That's called robbery!

Gerald, who obviously knew what Fu Qian did, could hardly help but shout out.

Unfortunately, the next moment he met the blue-haired demigod's eyes, and instantly became silent.

"Did anyone have contacted you during this period?"

After stopping Gerald, the blue-haired demigod asked casually.

"Ji Yicheng."

But Fu Qian was extremely simply signing up for a name.

"Just a while ago today, we had a pleasant chat."

"Also this guy knows about mirrors and feathers."

In the slightly flickering eyes of the Demigod Brother Fu Qian added another sentence.

"Ji Yicheng..."

For a moment, even this person fell into deep thought.

Although Fu Qian said concisely, he was still very able to understand the spirit.

If the situation is true, it can almost be concluded that there is a Ji-like inner demon in the Sirens group.

"Impossible! We--"

Gerald slowed down for a while before he realized, subconsciously trying to defend himself, but was ruthlessly interrupted by the blue-haired demigod.

"I get it, thank you for your answer."

His eyes turned to Fu Qian, and the blue-haired semi-god thanked him without a smile, and then added another sentence.

"I hope the conditions will satisfy you this time."

“Happy cooperation!”

Fu Qian was not surprised by this stupid sentence.

The other party’s words mean very simple, that is, you need to participate in the exploration again.

In fact, from the beginning of knowing the death of the fourth-level extraordinary person, Fu Qian had inferred several possible developments.

Considering that my role in this incident is extremely special, it cannot be explained clearly through language.

So if you are a little more irritable, it is entirely possible that the Siren Group will issue a hunting order directly and kill itself as the murderer.

There is also the current practice. If you cannot confirm that you are innocent, press yourself into this matter again. On the one hand, you observe the subsequent reactions, and on the other hand, you cannot do anything else.

In short, there is no possibility of being out of the way.

This is why happy times are always short.

As for the conditions mentioned by this person, it is even simpler, it is nothing more than a death threat.

If you are satisfied or die, choose one by yourself.

No matter what his posture is, the person in front of him is definitely not a kind man and believer.

“Happy cooperation.”

The blue-haired demigod smiled.

“I will be there at that time.”

After saying this, the young blonde secretary turned around and looked out the window, followed by the lookout.

...

More exaggerated than Nora’s depiction!

An hour later, Fu Qian looked at the endless swamp in front of him and expressed deep emotion.

Even though the important person was killed, the Siren Group still didn't want to slow down the exploration progress. After coming out of the Demigod Brother's office, Gerald did not waste any time and took him here directly.

Unlike what you usually see, the swamp in front of you not only shows strange colors, but also the air is filled with indescribable smell.

The smell did not even look like rotten plant algae, but rather a special smell of blood.

At first glance, this swamp is like a huge wound on the earth.

The name of wasteland is really appropriate!
Chapter completed!