Uncle, I am not an ordinary office worker.

But before she took a few steps, Roy reached out and pressed her shoulder. She turned around with some confusion, but found that the eyes under the Heng Knight's mask revealed a bit of vigilance.

Roy "smelled" something unusual.

This is due to the sea heir ability brought by his [The Last Knight] module, which can sense the bloody smell in a very large range - he suspects that this ability comes from the sea heir of sharks or other marine predators. Normally, he would not turn on this ability, after all, he is not interested in smelling the relatives of girls in an entire block. But Block Zero is different. In order to prevent possible infected people from suddenly dying and turning into dust bombs, he turned on this function in advance.

And if he was not mistaken, the smell of blood in the shopping mall in front was extremely strong!

.........

"You all saw that this is the result of not choosing either option."

Taking a piece of cloth from the bounty hunter beside him and gently wiping off the fresh, hot blood on the long sword in his hand, the Gundam Film Bounty Hunter said in a threatening and tempting way:

"Either you stay in Block Zero and wait for the people from the Business Federation to tear you down along with the land and throw you into the wilderness to feed the wild beasts. Or, you come with me and I will take you to Columbia to work for me for three years. It's your choice."

He knocked the wiped clean blade on the wooden table beside him, making a thudding sound, like a heavy hammer hitting the heart of the infected person in front of him.

There were more than 20 infected people gathered in front of him, which was the majority of the infected people living in this mall settlement. There should have been more than 30 of them, but the bounty hunter came at an unlucky time, some of them were not in the mall, and some of them insisted on resisting. The bloodstains just wiped off were from those who resisted.

With these few bloody examples, the remaining infected people obviously lost the will to resist, which made the bounty hunter feel very satisfied.

The infected can use Originium skills without a staff, but not all infected can use Originium skills. Most of them have no talent, they are just suffering from the pain and cannot obtain those magical powers. Otherwise, it would be a bit wishful thinking for the ten-man bounty hunter team to control twenty warlocks.

Under the threat of the bounty hunters, the first surrender soon appeared. A woman who looked young but had a pale face and thin body due to the infection of mineral disease and long-term lack of treatment came out on her knees and asked tremblingly:

“Is it really only necessary to work as a laborer for three years?”

The bounty hunter smiled and nodded in affirmation:

"Yes, just work for me for three years."

But I didn't say that after working for me for three years, you will be free. If you are not dead by then, I will throw you to the pioneering team or sell you to the laboratory.

He added in his mind.

The woman naturally didn't know this. Staying in Plot Zero was waiting for death, and resisting was also death. Although going to Columbia was far away, it at least sounded like she could survive. She immediately nodded and said:

"Then I'll go with you!"

With this person taking the lead, the rest of the people immediately followed suit and made their own choices. Of the twenty-three infected people, only two chose to stay in Plot Zero, and the remaining twenty-one chose to go to Colombia.

I heard that country has a relatively friendly attitude towards infected people, at least they won't kill them once they are caught.

But the bounty hunter's farm cannot support twenty-one people. The main purpose of his "robbery" is to complete the big deal assigned by the leader - a certain technology company in Colombia needs a large number of experimental subjects.

"I'll pick five capable ones later, and send the rest to the boss for review."

The Filin bounty hunter whispered instructions to his companions, but there was no response.

He turned around in surprise, only to find that the bounty hunter was staring at him with a tense face.

"what happened to you?"

The Film Hunter narrowed his eyes, subconsciously tightened the handle of the knife in his hand, and looked towards the window following his companion's gaze.

The next second, a piece of broken glass flashed with golden light and instantly pierced his head.

Volume 1: Chapter 250: Was I too harsh?

"That was a little harsh. Turn away and don't look."

Roy stretched out his hands to cover Sona's eyes, and threw out a ball of fire, setting the corpse in front of him on fire.

He does know some basic Originium skills like this.

The bounty hunter was shot in the head by a piece of glass. Theoretically, this is a bit difficult, but Roy used some tricks. The [Chongyue] module can turn any object that Roy touches into a threatening enough weapon in a short time. To use it in a simple and popular way, this is the God of War in the Furniture City. To use it in a more advanced way, it is flying flowers and picking leaves, all of which can hurt people.

Most bounty hunters were thieves and robbers with some skills. Roy had dealt with them before and knew a lot about this business. After killing the leader in seconds to show the difference in strength, Roy grabbed a hunter who wanted to run and asked directly:

"Who asked you to come? Who's the boss? Huofei, Huangyan, or Tolan?"

The captured bounty hunter hesitated for a moment before answering boldly, "It's Tolan!"

Roy rolled his eyes. There was no need to interrogate him. This guy must be lying.

Roy had worked with Tolan before and roughly knew the character of this Sarkaz bounty hunter. Although he couldn't be said to be very good at this job and his hands were definitely not clean, he would not be so depraved as to make a living by buying and selling people in the city.

What's more, if he really did that, the first person who would not forgive him would not be Roy, but Mainna.

To tell the truth, Roy was not in a hurry. It was broad daylight, and there were no shortage of windows in the mall. The sunlight was very glaring, but Roy had no scruples at all.

He released the hunter's hand, waved to the infected people who were still in panic, and said:

"Come here one."

The infected looked at each other, and finally a young man came out. He lowered his head and walked to Roy, and asked cautiously:

"what happened?"

"Is your oripathy serious?" Roy asked.

The young man pursed his lips and shook his head.

"Where is the lesion?" Roy asked again.

The young man didn't know what Roy wanted to do, so he could only show the Originium crystal on his wrist.

Roy nodded: "Want revenge?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Of course."

Roy stretched out his hand, pointed at the hunter, and said, "Use your hands to hit him a few times until he is willing to tell the truth."

He glanced at the hunter, smiling like a devil:

"I'll share some common sense with you. Skin contact with Originium crystals will not cause Ore Disease, but if it comes into contact with wounds, the infection rate is almost 100%."

"There are only two things you need to do now. First, think about who your boss is and whether you should betray him. Second, ask this infected person in front of you who you despise to be gentler so that he doesn't injure you with the first blow."

"Let's do it."

After saying that, he turned around and walked straight towards the next hunter.

"Wait, wait, I said...Ah!"

The begging for mercy stopped abruptly. Roy seemed to have not heard the hunter's wailing at all. He then asked the next hunter:

"Who is your boss?"

Listening to his companions' screams and cries, the hunter was obviously frightened. He had never considered the infected as the same as them, but he had never thought that one day he would be treated the same way, and might even have to rely on the severity of the infected's attack. He couldn't help sobbing.

But Roy had no sympathy for him at all.

There are two types of people he despises the most in his life. The first type is rapists, and the second type is human traffickers.

Roy was an old hand, how could he not know Colombia? He knew exactly what would happen to these infected people if they were really sold to Colombia. He was not the world's policeman, and he could not appear at every crime scene all the time, but since he happened to run into them, this group of people would not be able to walk out of here intact.

"explain."

This cold word completely shattered the hunter's fantasy, and he quickly replied:

"It's Dominic, Dominic! He was a soldier from Ursus. He was defeated in the war and fled here with a group of people and formed a team!"

"war?"

Roy frowned, and the man immediately replied:

"It was the war in which the Knight of Heng led his army to stop Ursus."

It's true.

One of the biggest problems in war is the deserted soldiers. Soldiers whose morale is broken after being defeated are likely to become bandits. They have standard weapons and a certain degree of military discipline, and they are not something that ordinary police or civilians can contend with. Therefore, they can easily develop into larger gangs. They generally have low moral standards and great malice towards the enemy country. They can easily vent their anger at defeat on innocent people, and are often the most harmful group of people.

Although Roy managed to defeat the army, he could not control every soldier. Perhaps for the entire Casimir, the group of people who escaped would not be a big deal, but for ordinary people, a group of soldiers and bandits could cause unrest in the entire town.

Roy sighed. This was a historical problem that he had left behind, and he had to solve it himself. He took the initiative to ask, "Do you have a map? Where is the base?"

The hunter subconsciously raised his head and looked at one of the remaining seven hunters.

Roy immediately noticed this little action, turned around and waved:

"Come here. Do you have the map?"

The hunter nodded immediately.

Roy then turned around, ignoring the bounty hunter who was already breathing heavily, and stopped the infected person who was obviously already red-eyed, and let him return to the crowd of infected people. Then he walked towards Sona:

"Do you think I'm a little too cruel?"

"No." Sona raised her head stubbornly, but her eyes were still a little evasive.

Roy had expected this. After all, who would have thought that the Knight of Everlasting, a dignified Knight Champion, would kill without mercy and even torture his enemies?

He didn't blame Sona for looking at him differently. Rather, the fact that she could remain calm and still talk to him normally was beyond Roy's expectations.

He is worthy of being the leader of the Red Pine Knights and the one who dares to take on the task of pulling the power switch in the Commercial Federation in the future.

"Are you going to catch the human trafficker boss?" Sona asked.

Roy gave an affirmative answer: "So I have to leave for a while. But the task of clearing out the criminals in Plot Zero cannot be stopped. This is related to the problem of Plot Zero. You go to this address to find someone, she will replace me."

Roy pulled out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Sona.

This is Mauna's business card.

Although he hadn't had the chance to visit the Linguang family's new house in person, Roy had already gotten the business card.

As for whether it will be Margaret or Maina who comes, Roy thinks it's fine.

"Ding Ding Ding-"

As soon as he finished speaking, Roy's cell phone rang suddenly.

Roy took out his phone and the caller ID showed it was Dorothy, who sounded a little anxious.

"Mr. Roy? This is Dorothy."

"Ferdinand succeeded, and the Balrog Project was suspended. However, there was a bigger problem."

"Hemer was taken away by the chief."

Volume 1: Chapter 251: Conditions and Secret Talks

Colombia, Rhein Life, General Office.

For Rhine Life, the general manager is a magical person. She almost never appears in any public occasions except the company's annual meeting, and few people know her specific research direction, but her figure is everywhere in Rhine Life. None of the department heads will ignore her rights.

She established a rule that each department should conduct research independently and without interruption, indulged in a series of inhumane experiments, cooperated with the military, dealt with the government, and continuously expanded Rhine Life's business scope and research areas, but she almost never presided over the research of any specific project.

If it weren't for the research papers she had published in magazines and journals on the sky and stars that are still cited by scientists on Terra, and if it weren't for her parents being so famous, people would probably think that she was just a scientist in name only and was actually just a rather peculiar businessman.

Hemer had only seen the General from a distance before. This was her first time facing Christen directly. She could feel her scrutiny, her invisible pressure, and she could also feel that she was not really focusing on herself, but was thinking about something.

In this spacious and somewhat empty general manager's office, apart from the tension, only silence was spreading.

Finally, the commander seemed to come back to his senses from some reverie and slowly said:

"Olivia Hemmer...intern researcher, right?"

Hemer nodded nervously, "I am."

"Have a seat." The chief pointed to a chair nearby, signaling Hemer to pull the chair over and sit down. He stood up and walked towards one of the few pieces of furniture in the office, a coffee machine.

"Would you like to drink?" she asked casually.

Hemer was about to answer when he saw Christen turned around, so he closed his mouth and shook his head.

"What a shame. The coffee here is pretty good. Saria brought it back." Kristen shrugged. "Let's talk business."

She suddenly changed the subject, catching Hemer off guard:

"Are you trying to take Ifrit away from Rhine Life?"

As soon as these words came out, Hemer's heart suddenly turned cold. She didn't know who leaked this news, but she felt that everyone around her had become untrustworthy.

If you think about it carefully, anyone could be the traitor. The two researchers might be trying to get a promotion, Saria might be trying to continue covering up the truth, and even Director Dorothy, although she had just joined Rhine Life and agreed to help her, could also sell out a small employee like herself in exchange for more research funds or something else.

After witnessing Mr. Parvez's illegal experiments and being caught in the act by him in his office while secretly looking at information about the Balrog Project, Hemer no longer had any expectations of the ethics of the Tremont scientists.

But the commander-in-chief sighed unexpectedly, looked at Hemer with a somewhat bored expression, tapped the table with his fingers boredly and said:

"No need to guess. I discovered this myself."

"This is still Rhine Life after all. Do you really think you can hide your little tricks from me?"

Hemer raised his head in surprise and looked at Christen, his expression full of disbelief: