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At this time, Hart was complaining endlessly to Mark:

"What are these noble gentlemen going to do? They have been wandering around these alleys. We have been following them for a long time and haven't collected any useful information. How can we show our faces in front of the director if we continue like this?"

Mark said calmly:

"Don't worry, the director just asked us to follow these nobles and report truthfully what they have done. He did not ask us to collect information about the nobles."

"It's best to collect their intelligence. It doesn't matter if we can't. As long as we don't get discovered by them, our mission can be successfully completed."

Hearing Mark say this, Hart felt a little less restless in his heart, but he still said with an unwillingness on his face:

"What you said does make sense, but if we can discover the secrets and information of these nobles, it will definitely be appreciated by the director. Not only will you be able to be transferred to our team, but even Boss Barry's position may be transferred to us. Go up a liter.”

"You also know that we guards in the slums have always been looked down upon by others. Even though Boss Bally is very strong and pays a lot of tribute to his superiors every time, he is still just an ordinary guard until now. Even the members of the team I can’t even be the vice-captain.”

"Those guards from the business district are all trying to squeeze us out. If it weren't for the presence of Junsha to intimidate them, they would have tried their best to get us out."

"But Junsha has no real power in the Guards. She can at most protect us from being bullied. If we want to climb up, we have to rely on ourselves, so we still have to find a bigger backer for ourselves, such as Director Locke."

"As long as we can complete this mission beautifully and catch the eyes of Director Locke, then Boss Barry will most likely be promoted and our life will be easier."

"The most important thing is that other guards from the slums will gradually move closer to us. Then we will be able to fight back as a team."

Hart became more and more excited as he spoke, his eyes full of ambition.

Mark looked surprised when he heard this, and he asked Hart in disbelief:

"Did you think of all this yourself?"

"Of course it was me. It was my brother who thought of it."

Hart originally wanted to take credit for these words, but after seeing Mark's suspicious eyes, he changed his mind with a guilty conscience.

"Is he the brother you said has weird behavior and spends every day searching for books in various places in Guanhai City?"

Mark continued to ask. Hart would complain about his brother or two every time they had dinner together. Over time, Mark also got to know his brother.

Hart nodded: "Yes, I mentioned it to him casually when I went home to prepare for the mission. After listening to it, he told me to cherish this opportunity. I didn't take it seriously at first, but he analyzed it for me. After a few words, the more I listened, the more I felt that what he said made sense."

"Not only does it make sense, it also arranges our future path. Your brother is really not simple. Those books were not in vain."

Mark let out a sigh.

Hart's face suddenly burst into laughter when he heard that Mark, who had always been steady and cautious, would praise his younger brother.

Even though he often complains about his younger brother, he still hates iron for being weak. In fact, he still cares about this younger brother who depends on him for life.

He was just afraid that his brother had no skills, and his guard job was dangerous. If something happened to him, his brother would not be able to survive in the harsh slums.

Yes, this Hart guard is a typical younger brother.

That's why he looked so happy after hearing Mark praise his brother.

Mark felt that Brother Hart was a talent, so he suggested to Hart:

"Your brother is very smart and considers things very carefully. I guess Boss Barry doesn't think as far as your brother does. He wants me to transfer to the team, but he just doesn't want me to be excluded and bullied. Maybe he didn't try to win over the slums. The guard is thinking."

"Why don't you let your brother tame a magical beast, and then we can find a way to get him into the escort team? With him helping us with suggestions, we can avoid many detours in the future."

Hart was very moved when he heard this suggestion, but after thinking for a while, he still shook his head helplessly:

"I would like him to become a guard. I have saved some money over the past few years, enough to buy him a Warcraft and make Warcraft equipment. But he is not interested in being a guard. He keeps saying that being a guard cannot change the slums. .”

"It's ridiculous. Who does he think he is? He wants to change the status quo in the ghetto."

"But that's okay. The job of a guard is quite dangerous. He should just stay at home and read a book. If we encounter any problems, I can just go home and ask him."

When Mark heard this, he finally understood that Hart was afraid that his brother would be in danger, so he allowed him to read at home.

This guy still cares about his brother very much.

If that's the case, then he shouldn't invite his brother to join the team. Just like Hart said, even if he doesn't join the guard, his brother can still make suggestions for them, and it won't attract attention.

So Mark nodded and said, "Then do as you wish. After all, he is your brother."

"We will talk about my brother's affairs later. The most important thing now is to collect information about the nobles in front. If we find nothing, Director Locke will never take us seriously."

Hart looked at Chen Yan and others in front, and then asked Mark:

"By the way, why are we so far away from them? Aren't you afraid of losing us?"

Mark pointed at the long-winged gulls hovering in the air: "It's impossible to follow them. The long-winged gulls have been staring at them in the air. Why do you think Boss Barry divided us into a team? Isn't he just thinking Can each team conduct aerial reconnaissance?”

"As for why I have to keep such a long distance, I am afraid that they will notice that someone is following me."

Hearing this, Hart smiled disdainfully:

"You are too cautious. How could pampered aristocrats like them detect our following?"

"No matter how unlucky we are, we are still better than Uncle Carp King. Even Uncle Carp King can deceive them, and we are even less likely to be discovered by them."

Although Mark felt that Hart was right, he still did not take it lightly, but said with a serious face:

"Everything has accidents. This is a task personally ordered by the director. You can't be too careful. And don't forget how your brother analyzed it. If we mess up the task, we in the escort team will not be able to get ahead. !”

Mark knew that what Hart cared about most was his brother and his status in the Guards, so he took control of Hart with just one sentence.

"Okay, I'll just listen to you." Hart said calmly.

Mark also slowed down his tone when he saw this: "I don't want to keep such a long distance, but you also saw that one of the nobles was followed by a dream monster."

"Although I don't know much about the dream monster's abilities, it is rumored that it is the embodiment of fear, and it is also the most bizarre ghost attribute. Who knows if it will sense our existence, so I thought of putting some distance between us. "