"Thus, the rest of us who did not join the Ability Management Bureau all started to resist, but this led to disaster."

Speaking of this, Old Zhao sighed softly as if remembering something very bad, and the look on his face became dark: "They... have started to attack us."

"Among the dozen or so people who survived by chance, more than half were encircled by them. They tried to take us back into the team. However, the brothers who followed me, every one of them has a family."

"There are always a few of them who can't let go of their wives, children, relatives and friends."

"So, the war between us and the Ability Management Bureau began."

Old Zhao dropped the wine glass in his hand, picked up the wine bottle on the table, raised his head, and drank it down in one gulp.

"Ugh--"

Lao Zhao's description was extremely bland.

But even if it is not so vivid, I can still imagine the tragic scene at that time.

In order to prevent himself from becoming a dead body, and to be able to survive and take care of his family, Lao Zhao and his group tried their best to prevent themselves from joining the Immigration Administration and regain their freedom.

However, this seemingly simple requirement in the past is so difficult in the current era.

The people from the Ability Management Bureau are crazy.

They dispatched a large number of troops to encircle and suppress Lao Zhao and his group continuously.

But it's different from those supernatural beings who act alone.

Lao Zhao's group almost all appeared in groups, and the personnel of the Ability Management Bureau had no way to deal with them, but unfortunately, this was only the beginning of the matter.

Later, the Ability Management Bureau sent reinforcements.

Lao Zhao and his party began to lose their strength gradually, and some people began to defect. They all chose to join the Ability Management Bureau, and turned their backs on Lao Zhao and his party.

"The dead, wounded, and wounded, and besides the Chaos who joined the Ability Management Bureau, now among us, only these few people are still capable of fighting."

While talking, Old Zhao pointed to the worker beside him.

"To be honest, even we ourselves are not sure how long we can last, especially after your enemy appears, that bastard's ability is really too scary."

horrible?
Hearing Lao Zhao's words, I couldn't believe it. After all, it's not like I haven't met a person with supernatural powers who can control water. How can it be so scary?
"We could barely fight him at close quarters."

"Because, the water molecules in the body of every person who gets close to him will be ruthlessly sucked away, so that in the end they directly become a mummy."

"We dare not confront him at all."

"So, under the blanket search of the Ability Management Bureau, we were forced to hide in this dark corner and try to survive."

Old Zhao smiled wryly: "Yes, we elders can endure such an environment, but there are still women and children here, we can't let them live the same life as us."

"We went out to work and left our hometown without hesitation, in order to let our wives and children live a good life, but in the end we suffered even more. This has gone against our original intention."

"But what can we do? We are just a group of migrant workers with no money or power."

Under the sword, we can only be fish.

I can't understand this kind of truth, but although I can understand Lao Shao's difficulties, I can't help them at all with my current ability.

"The man you asked."

Old Zhao sighed again, and under his sigh, the atmosphere of the audience instantly dropped to another level: "He was sent by the Ability Management Bureau recently, and two of our workers were attacked by him." The murderer, one of them, is dead, and the other had to betray us in order to save his own life"

"So that we can only hide here now."

"But don't worry, this place is absolutely safe, because this underground parking lot is a temporary addition, so it is absolutely impossible for them to find this place, and even if they can, it will take a long time."

"Your situation is not much better than ours. Don't think about revenge. The power of the Ability Management Bureau is stronger than you imagined. If you fight against them, you will end up with a dead end. I suggest that you should still be An'an now." Stay with us every minute, and it won't be too late to go out when the storm outside calms down."

"Late."

I said for sure.

In addition to revenge, another thing that worries me is the curse on me. Recently, the curse on me has erupted more and more frequently. I can't even determine when I will lose consciousness next time.

More likely, the next time I lose consciousness, it will be when my body is completely taken over.

I don't want my body to be the shell of a walking dead.

The task of lifting the curse is imminent for me now, but I don't have any clues to lift the curse. It is a top priority, and I haven't searched for it after revenge.

However, if you get stuck here.

Then I am afraid that for a long time, I will not be able to lift the curse on myself, and I don't even have the slightest clue.

Under such circumstances.

The word "get away" is particularly important.

"I want revenge, the sooner the better."

I looked at Lao Zhao seriously, and said in a low voice, "I just need you to provide me with the location of that bastard, or find a way to find him. As for solving his matter, you Just leave it to me."

"Ah……"

Old Zhao wriggled his dry throat, and let out a disdainful laugh, which made me extremely upset.

"To be honest, you are looking for death when you go out now. With your strength alone, even if you add your friend, you will definitely not be the opponent of the Ability Administration. You must know that the number of reformers staying in this area is already There are more than ten, and all of them are from the Ability Management Bureau."

"With your own strength, you still want to take revenge?"

"Young man, I advise you to think twice, because if you choose to do that, you may not be able to afford the consequences."

"I can afford it!"

I stood up suddenly and looked down at Lao Zhao in front of me.

Old Zhao was unmoved, but his fellow workers got up at the same time, staring at me firmly, guarding against my attack at all times.

"If you don't tell me the information I want, then I don't mind burning this place to the ground."

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