Ultimate Assassin System

Although they did not continue to fight, the gray-clothed army was still trapped in the valley and did not move. But they are not in a hurry, after all, the initiative is in their hands now, and now they just need to wait for those negotiators to come over.

The news of these noble youths being captured was quickly spread back to Brando City, needless to say, there was an uproar immediately. Of course, no matter how much you curse and talk, saving must be saved, and it is not easy to raise a descendant, not to mention that there are some noble heirs among them.

However, Brandu City is thousands of miles away from here. Even with the help of magic, it will take a while. After all, it is impossible to have a teleportation array in this barren 100,000 mountains.

After a few days of grand celebrations, the gray army gradually began to restore calm, and then counted casualties and comforted the widows... These post-war matters were quickly put on the agenda.

It can be said that the loss of the Gray Army this time is still very heavy. The nearly 30,000 soldiers at the time of the transfer are now only a little over half. If most of the people hadn't dispersed and left, the number of casualties would have been far more than that.

While the upper echelons of the Gray Army were busy with these matters, Tang En was also doing his own unfinished investigation.

At the corner of the station, Boss, this is the information on that Bole. Mi Xiu handed over a stack of papers.

Well, not bad! Tang En stretched out his hand to take it, and then asked, How did you get these materials?

It's all about inquiring, don't worry, boss, we're doing it very covertly. The Gray Army is so big, it's easy to inquire about individuals.

Tang En nodded. Among the current gray space members, Mi Xiu is the most careful and reliable in handling things.

Well, boss, these materials seem to be useless now. Shaking his head, Mi Xiu spread his hands and said, That Bolai died this morning.

Dead? Tang En was stunned, frowning and asked, How did he die?

The injuries on Bolai's body were all caused by Tang En, and he knew it all too well. Even the explosion of blood energy was at most paralyzing, not fatal.

I'm not sure, I heard that he committed suicide! But... Mi Xiu looked at Tang En and said hesitantly, There are rumors that Bolai can't bear the pain of a broken leg, so...

Tang En's eyes turned cold, and Mi Xiu didn't say the whole thing, but he could roughly guess that the rumors must have pointed all the blame at him.

Well, I got it, let the brothers who are monitoring Bolai withdraw. This matter will come to an end first, and the notification will continue, and the gray space will be trained normally tomorrow.

yes!

After Mi Xiu left, Tang En fell into deep thought.

suicide? Well, this is possible. After a normal person loses his leg, if he cannot accept it, it is reasonable to commit suicide.

But if not, then this thing is interesting. Once Bolai died, first of all, his side could not continue the investigation. Moreover, the dead are the most important, and other people's eyesight will narrow Bolai's previous mistakes and magnify the damage Tang En inflicted on him. Even, there will definitely be rumors that he killed Bole.

But even so, it doesn't make sense...why did you slander me so quickly? Am I hindering any interests?

Shaking his head, these are just the best possible guesses, and there is too little data available for analysis to draw any useful conclusions.

It seems that the gray space still needs to develop... Tang En sighed and walked back. Now more than ten people are obviously not enough, and they are all good at fighting now, and they are still not good at analyzing and summarizing information.

Um? Tang En suddenly stopped in his tracks, his nose twitched, and a familiar spicy smell wafted in the wind.

This... Tang En turned to the right, and after passing through a few passages, the spicy smell became stronger.

Try it, this thing is called hot pot. It can dehumidify and keep warm. It is most suitable for eating in winter. This is unique to our gray army!

Hmph, it's just pouring food into spicy soup, what's the big deal, a bumpkin is a bumpkin.

Ha, my lord, have you ever eaten this country bumpkin's food?

Uh... I haven't eaten it, and I don't care to eat it.

Well, how do you know it's just pouring food into spicy soup if you haven't eaten it?

...

Let's try it, everyone. Well, I promise you will remember this taste. Uncle Frey, would you like a piece?

Beside the bonfire in the distance, Josiah in a white robe is hard at work promoting hot pot. As for the people gathered at the side, Tang En knew most of them, they were Frey and the others and the captured noble youths. There are some people I don’t know, probably the ones Josiah said yesterday that Luosha specially sent to promote the idea of ​​the Gray Army.

Since those noble youths came to the Gray Army, they have been free to move and have not been chained. Of course, this is not necessary, because they can't rush out of here no matter what. As for Frey and the others, they are more free. Even if they want to leave here now, no one will stop them.

While thinking, Frey and others have already started. Those nobles are young and disdain to eat these. What delicacies have they never eaten? How can I look down on this rough hot pot.

Hey, this spicy taste is...so good!

Flavourful and transparent! It would be even better with a sip of wine!

I'll wipe it, Skinny Monkey, you dare to snatch it from me!

... At this time of year, the charm of hot pot is still huge. The cooking technique that has never been seen before, such a strong taste...all these northern men can't help but throw their arms to fight for the food in the pot.

Those noble youths who were unwilling to eat at first couldn't help but take a second look when they saw Frey and the others scrambling so enthusiastically.

A country bumpkin is a country bumpkin. You haven't eaten delicious food in your life. While speaking, a noble young man raised his knife and fork gracefully. I'll taste it first, and then I'll tell you how delicious it is... eh?

The noble young man chewed the food in his mouth, his face became a little strange, he seemed to want to throw up, but also seemed reluctant, he hesitated for a moment, and finally swallowed it...

How is it? asked the noble youth beside him.

Well, that's it, that's all! the noble young man said slowly, but the movement of his hands did not stop, and he continued to fork into the tumbling pot.

Uh... The noble youths around looked at each other, and finally raised their forks.

Oh, this tastes good. It's like, like...

Golden caviar pops in your mouth!

Yeah, that's how it feels.

Clang, clang, clang... There was a sound of metal knives and forks colliding.

Huh...just because of this fire, hot pot? Well, it's not wrong to join the Gray Army! Frey looked up to the sky and exhaled, sighing with emotion.

Heh... Tang En shook his head and chuckled. It was naturally a joke to join the Gray Army for hot pot, but Tang En was still very excited to hear that Frey had such a wish now.

Hey, Arthur... oh, Brother Tang En is here too, hurry up, come and taste the taste of this hot pot! Frey saw Tang En standing in the distance, and hurriedly greeted him.

Uh... Josiah's heart skipped a beat when he heard that, and he quickly raised his head.

Tang En just happened to look over, and the two looked at each other, and their bodies were shocked. Immediately after Tang En touched his nose, Josiah buried his blushing face behind the mist.

The scene from yesterday appeared in the minds of both of them at the same time.

Brother Tang En, why are you still standing there? Damn it, you bastards are still here... Uh, be careful! Frey, who was greeting him, suddenly changed his expression and shouted a warning.

Tang En, who was approaching here, also paused suddenly, and then a roar came from behind, Tang En, pay back my uncle's life!