Chapter 145
Pariston sat on the soft single sofa, leaning back with his eyes closed, tapping the ground with the soles of his feet.
The machine with flashing red light looks particularly conspicuous in the dim room.
A gust of wind blew in from outside the window, opening the curtains and shining the light directly on Pariston's face.
The voices of Mo Laowu and Nuobu came from the machine.
Listening to the conversation between the two people about their failed experiences, Pariston snorted with some impatience.
They've been busy for so long and haven't accomplished anything.
Although it was within his expectations, he still couldn't help but get angry after hearing it.
Those are just ordinary people, and they can obviously be coerced directly.
But he still shows weakness again and again.
So what if they have weapons?
They were just a group of ordinary people, and it would be easy to take their lives.
Stupid guy.
But it's okay.
The sound of feet tapping the ground gradually stopped, followed by a faint laugh.
"The president should have seen it."
"How can we do that?"
Pariston's already dark pupils became even darker, like a huge whirlpool.
"angry."
"I'm still eager to try."
"Condemn, or take direct action?"
Pariston closed his eyes and imagined Netero's reaction.
"I'm really looking forward to it."
"President."
President Pariston was not clear about his thoughts. He was sitting in the assigned room at this time.
Although it was stated to the outside world that President Netero was responsible for protecting the safety of the important people.
In fact, Netero sat on the bench for a long time.
Rather than asking him to protect security, the bigwigs wanted to prevent him from directly influencing the association.
What exactly are you worried about him affecting?
Netero sat there, completely motionless, like a Buddha statue.
The dust in the air danced with the light from the window, slowly fell to the ground, and was picked up by the breeze.
Netero kept his eyes downcast at the ground, and the ends of his hair, which once had a soft curve, now became sharp and short.
Time seemed to slow down for him, almost to a standstill.
Outside the door, staff in black suits were busy working and talking in low voices.
Occasionally one or two people raised their voices, then quickly lowered them.
"Why be so careful?"
A man was complaining at the door, waving his hands in the air with an indifferent look on his face.
"What do you know? There are guys with special abilities in there."
The person next to him immediately came over and whispered, then quickly pulled him two steps away.
"It's just some pig-man."
"He's just a murderer who kills without paying for his crimes."
He spoke with his neck stiff, cold sweat breaking out on his face, but his mouth remained stubborn.
"He's a hunter, a hunter."
The person next to him laughed helplessly. Although he corrected his friend, he still found it very funny.
Those guys just have some special abilities, but they don't take human lives seriously.
We are all made of flesh and blood, why can they trample on life?
"That license they have is very valuable."
"It is said that if it is mortgaged, it can get 100 million yuan."
As soon as these words were spoken, the person who spoke first immediately became excited.
"What do you think about me taking an exam?"
"Then sell it back and have enough food and drink."
"Hey, hey, hey, you just weren't..."
The two of them quarreled with each other and walked in other directions with clattering footsteps.
After them, no one spoke in the corridor. Everyone came and went in silence.
Netero slowly closed his eyes. It was impossible for these two people to chat without any hint.
After all, no one else was talking around them while they were talking, and when they were done, there was no more talking.
If it's a coincidence, it's too coincidental.
And let this happen right here near his door.
It also means that the bigwigs are getting impatient.
More likely, they think hunters are a huge burden.
Netero let out a breath slowly. This incident was stressful for him, but not enough to make him lose his composure.
After all, it’s not just V5 who needs them in this world, it’s just that V5 offers a higher price.
But he still couldn't help feeling a little angry.
The long-lost excitement made Netero realize that something was wrong. His current mentality was a little too impetuous.
Losing control of the situation really made him feel a little agitated and uneasy.
Netero stood up and walked to the window. Outside the window were large areas of plants and low buildings, and further away was a forest connected to the mountains.
There were many people in simple clothes walking through the woods. They went in with empty baskets and returned with full baskets.
Everything is so vibrant.
But it gave Netero another possibility.
The exploration of the Dark Continent that he had suppressed could be activated at any time.
Netero, now with an idea in mind, slowly walked away from the window.
The old man, who had lived for who knows how long, finally calmed down at this moment.
"That's not surprising."
Netero looked at the painting on the wall. The carefully painted landscape painting was not small, but the majestic brushstrokes could still be seen.
Rather than letting this troublesome guy like me affect the subsequent exploration.
Isolation is the best option.
Netero's old eyes suddenly became frighteningly bright.
“Old.”
"I can't even suppress this."
"Why can't you hold back a word?"
The two people who were chatting in the corridor were stopped by their superiors. The colleagues around them seemed not to notice them being scolded and hurried past.
"Who told you to talk nonsense?"
"Do you know who's there?"
The boss of the two people felt like he was almost suffocating and fainted. When he was called over by his leader, he thought he was going to be praised for his recent good work.
As a result, he was scolded and ordered to get out if he couldn't control his subordinates' mouths.
It's been less than a month since he was promoted!
Thinking of this, the boss felt like he was almost fainting.
Looking at the two people in front of him with their heads down, not knowing what they were thinking, the boss tried for a long time but couldn't suppress his anger.
"That's the president of the Hunter Association!"
"You'll all go over here and apologize later!"
"If you don't get forgiven, pack up and leave tomorrow!"
The two nodded repeatedly, apologized softly, and then bowed.
Only after their boss's footsteps faded away did they carefully straighten their backs.
At this time, all the colleagues in the entire office area had walked away.
"What are you so proud of?"
"He's just a small leader who became one a few days ago."
The person who had complained earlier quickly started swearing.
“That’s when they start to put on airs.”
Because he felt that the person next to him was silent, he felt the other person's silent support.
I immediately became more excited.
“When we were just ordinary employees…”
"Speak less."
Hearing this, the person next to him quickly stopped him.
"Do you still want to be scolded?"
This sentence effectively stopped the complaining mouth and finally brought some peace.
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