Chapter 1712

Behind the desk, Su Xiao threw down a document. This was a summary report of last night's incident. There was nothing special, but what interested Su Xiao were the other two documents.

The content of the first document was very interesting: three "civilians" wiped out a Ghost Ring stronghold. After the Seventh Unit arrived, those three civilians refused the Seventh Unit's invitation. The so-called Seventh Unit was actually also a department responsible for solving ghosts. They were responsible for reconnaissance, intelligence, and aftermath, and often fought in coordination with the Execution Agency.

"Civilians holding large hammers."

Su Xiao smiled. This was clearly those three idiots from the National Football Team. They independently wiped out a small stronghold of the Ghost Ring.

Just as he opened the second document, a photo fell out. Su Xiao had just picked up this photo when a smile gradually appeared on his face.

"Mr. Legion Commander, what are we eating this morning? So hungry, ah~"

The twin-tailed little loli Bonnie beside the desk was almost scared into jumping up. At this moment, Su Xiao's smile was simply too creepy. She secretly looked at the photo in Su Xiao's hand. It was a little girl wearing a red dress, with one cheek bulging, holding a lollipop in her mouth.

"To think I'd meet you here."

Su Xiao put down the photo in his hand. The person in the photo was an old acquaintance. Right now, the possibility of conflict with the other party was not high. As for settling scores, there was no rush; it wasn't a mortal enemy.

Knock, knock, knock.

A knock on the door came. The bald old man Hank walked into the room. When he saw Bonnie beside the desk, his cheek twitched, and his gaze seemed somewhat unkind.

"What kind of hairstyle is this."

Su Xiao frowned and looked at Hank. The other party still had a Mediterranean hairstyle, but no matter how he looked at it, it was awkward.

"This, Lord Legion Commander, I need some..."

As Hank spoke, he looked sideways at Bonnie again. Bonnie was a bit dazed.

In fact, Hank had bought an ancestral hair growth potion from Bonnie yesterday at a high price. Although there was a small episode at night, Hank didn't spend much effort to solve it. But this morning, he felt something strange on his head. When he looked in the mirror, he had actually grown a thick head of yellow hair.

Hank was stunned at the time. The hair on both sides was gray, and there was a circle on the top of his head—that's right, a circle of yellow hair. This "shamate" hairstyle was clearly not suitable for an old man, so he painfully shaved off all that yellow hair.

"That shouldn't be..."

Bonnie looked at Hank's Mediterranean and muttered to herself.

Just at this moment, two more Awakened walked into the office: the high-collared priest and Gus.

When Gus rushed into the office covered in blood the night before yesterday, Su Xiao didn't see his appearance. Today, looking at him, this guy was covered in scars, and one could almost not see any intact skin on his face. As for the high-collared priest, as long as he pulled down his collar, the teeth and gums exposed to the air could definitely scare people, not to mention that he was missing half of his nose.

Hank, Gus, and the high-collared priest stood side by side. They didn't look like the Empire's Awakened at all, but more like perverted executioners (Hank), non-humans (Gus), and terrifying clergy (high-collared priest) from some evil organization.

"The purpose of bringing you here..."

After Su Xiao explained briefly, the three of them only thought for a moment before nodding in agreement. Not to mention that hunting ghosts was their job, 10,000 Gold Le each after the matter was done was enough for them to spend the rest of their lives in style.

As for being greedy for wealth, they were qualified to be greedy. The three of them had made themselves look like neither human nor ghost in order to hunt ghosts. They didn't owe the Empire anything, and they were worthy of their status as members of the Execution Agency.

"Then let's set off. The secret squad is named 'Eyeless'. Bonnie, continue to use your advantages to find out what the Sixteen Eye Chambers and the Immortal King are, and what connection there is between them."

"Leave it to me."

Bonnie was somewhat absent-minded, looking at Hank from time to time. This time, she didn't pull her hair while thinking.

"Woof."

Xiang Ignoring Bubu Wang barked. Su Xiao's footsteps faltered. Xiang Ignoring Bubu Wang's meaning was very simple: "Master, in the Eyeless squad, you are definitely the most handsome. I guarantee it."

"..."

Su Xiao put on his long trench coat and stepped out of the office. The Execution Agency had standard uniforms, but no members wore them. The main purpose of this thing was for awarding honors or participating in large celebrations. In ordinary missions, wearing this thing to kill ghosts was equivalent to seeking death; it would expose one's identity before the battle started.

Hank and the other two followed behind Su Xiao. They seemed to have become accustomed to this kind of mission where they didn't know where they were going.

Su Xiao took out the roster from his bosom and quickly selected the first target.

Fishing Port Street, No. 37.

On the crowded street, there were constant cries of vendors on both sides. On the wet cutting board, slap! Water splashed, and a fat fish was slapped onto the cutting board. After scaling and removing the internal organs, the fish was still struggling.

Blood flowed on the street, and a fishy stench permeated the air. The civilians on the street seemed to have long been accustomed to it; they were more concerned about whether there were affordable live fish today.

No. 37 doorplate, this was a very quiet shop. Even during the day, the shop was very dim, and the dim candlelight rendered a mysterious color to the shop.

"Sir, your long journey this time will have hardships, but you will be able to return alive, and you will soon recover your health."

A woman wearing a black robe with gold threads outlined on the cuffs and collar spoke. Even indoors, she still wore a hood, with silver pendants on the edge of the hood, and this woman was wearing blue eyeshadow.

Mysterious charm was the feeling this woman gave people.

"Really?"

The businessman sitting opposite the woman spoke. His complexion was not very good.

"The prophecy will not be wrong."

The woman's voice gave people a crisp feeling. Her prophecy, of course, would not be wrong. If this businessman could return alive, then her prophecy was very accurate. As for dying, dead people couldn't come to find her again.

"Many thanks, Madam."

The businessman left two silver coins and left hurriedly.

Just as the businessman left, the prayer bell on the door rang again. The female fortune teller didn't look up and spoke directly: "Sir, smoking is prohibited here."

"Is that so."

The person who came extinguished the cigarette in his hand. The female fortune teller frowned; she hated the smell of smoke.

"What do you want to fortune tell?"

The female fortune teller was very polite; after all, the customer was God, but her voice was somewhat indifferent. This was required for a sense of mystery.

"Fortune tell what? Fortune tell when I will die."

Hearing the words of the person who came, the female fortune teller looked up at the man opposite. The other party was about twenty years old. Clearly, his appearance was good, and he was the type she liked, but he gave her a bad feeling. Upon first meeting, her impression of this customer was very poor, she didn't know why.

"Fortune telling death will bring bad luck. I advise the customer to fortune tell something else, for example, wealth?"

The female fortune teller reached out to take the Tarot cards. She could see from the other party's clothing that this was definitely a big customer; otherwise, if the other party asked "when will I die" as soon as he came up, she would have invited him out long ago.

"Then fine, you fortune tell, when will you die."

"?"

After the female fortune teller was stunned, killing intent was revealed in her eyes under the hood.