"What are you doing!" Sam saw Zhu Jue suddenly put all the members of the entire Foxhound Squad in the back, and rushed up. He looked at Dong Zion who was also inexplicably wrapped around his wounds and said with an uneasy expression, "Why do you want to attack Liquette and the others... This Dong Zion has attacked us and wants to steal the Golden Stone..."

Zhu Jue just shrugged after hearing Sam's words, and then said, "I think these guys have bad intentions..."

"Although their attitude is indeed a bit bad... but just this is a bit doubtful..." For Sam, the people in the Foxhound Squad were indeed a bit inappropriate, but like him, they are employees of the San Diego Group, and he would rather believe that there is nothing wrong with these people."[]

"...You are still too naive." Zhu Jue said with a serious expression to Sam, "I think these guys have problems, but there is an undeniable basis. As a result, you don't even use it to see it now?"

Seeing that Zhu Jue, who was supposed to be a disconnected expression, showed such a rigorous look, Sam couldn't help but be stunned. He heard what Zhu Jue used to question Liquette just now. Although it could not be said to be unreasonable, those words could only be used as a kind of suspicion and had no decisive evidence. But it seems that Zhu Jue has found other key factors that he can't see?

After thinking for a while, Sam still couldn't figure out what the factor was. He had no choice but to scratch the back of his head and ask Zhu Jue.

After hearing Sam's question, Zhu Jue did not answer first, but looked around. Because of the various events before, there were no one in front of the suburbs. He only saw fires rising and spreading little by little. In the distance, some people could be vaguely heard the terrified call of some people and the fire whistle of the fire trucks. However, due to the chaotic road conditions, it might take more than ten minutes for these fire trucks to arrive here.

Then Zhu Jue walked towards Liquette and gently kicked Liquette's shin with one foot. Liquette had almost eroded his physical strength by Zhu Jue's polluted halo. Although he had not yet fallen into a completely unconscious state, he could only barely open his eyes and stare at him for Zhu Jue's movements, but he didn't even have the strength to speak.

Seeing this, Zhu Jue nodded gently and said to Sam: "I believe this basis is extremely convincing and simple and clear. As long as I tell you, I think you can immediately understand why I did this."

"Hmm..." When Zhu Jue was about to speak, Sam subconsciously swallowed. Then he raised his ears to hear what Zhu Jue's reason was.

"Because..." Zhu Jue smiled gently, kicked Liquêd's shin again, and then said, "I'm happy to do this."

"So... wait!" Sam nodded at first, but he immediately reacted, and then immediately shouted at Zhu Jue, "Are you happy? What a reason to break it? It's not completely convincing at all!"

"So you're still too young. Sam..." Zhu Jue then walked towards Dongzion's position, and he continued while walking. "When facing anything, one thing is the most important thing, that is, see the essence through phenomena."

"You saw that I seemed to be talking about some reason, but these are just phenomena. In essence, I am just happy that I can't do this? Are these guys traitors in your group, and whether they are colluding with those human-headed dog lovers clubs... It doesn't mean anything to me... You should have read a lot of novels, films, and so on? In novels, films, when the protagonists face enemies or problems, they often need a reason or truth for them to face and solve these things. But in essence, it is not the case. The real reason is... These are all plot needs, and the truth and reasons are just 'tools' prepared for the story."

"Then the question comes, do you know what my pursuit is?"

Seeing Zhu Jue walking to Dong Zion, looking down at Dong Zion's appearance, Sam felt confused in his mind. He was just asking for a reason, but why did the guy in front of him who had always seemed unreliable suddenly start to talk about it in a long way. He couldn't help but ask carefully: "You... haven't taken any strange medicine?"

"Tsk... you really don't cooperate at all." Zhu Jue turned his head and shook his head at Sam. The expression on his face seemed to be a crosstalk funny guy facing a supporting actor who didn't follow up. However, he continued to say it on his own, "As a mentally ill patient with ambition and ideals, my pursuit has never been a truth or other messy thing. I just need to have fun by myself... So for me, I think they have problems, they have problems, and even if there is no problem, there are still problems... Why do you seem to talk about tongue twisters... But these are not important. In short, they have problems. These are all required by the plot. Do you understand? Anyway, I am just happy to do this..."

"...You guy... it turns out that your mind is not normal..." Sam looked at Zhu Jue, and then shook his head and said, "Anyway, the next thing has nothing to do with a small staff like me. I won't make trouble with you anymore. Since you are happy, you can do whatever you want. I have to stay away from these troubles first..."

After saying this, Sam looked at Zhu Jue, the Foxhound Team, Dong Zion and others respectively, and chose to turn around and leave. He also knew that if ordinary people like him continued to be involved in these dangerous guys, they might really lose their lives at any time. It would be his luck to survive this time.

"Good luck..." After saying this, Sam picked up a pistol that belonged to the Foxhound Squad that had fallen on the ground, put it into his arms, and left directly towards an alley where the fire had not yet spread.

Seeing Sam's departure back, Zhu Jue didn't say anything more. Although this guy was the first person to meet since entering the mission world, he was just a passerby who played supporting roles. Speaking of which, what is his name? Sam or Samuel...

He no longer cared about so many Zhujue, looked at Dong Zion who had already barely bandaged him, and said to him: "By the way, you should have a reply if I gave you just now, right?"

"...What do you want to do?" After using the bandage given to him by Zhu Jue, Dongzion's legs, which could hardly walk, recovered a lot. While wondering what the bandage was, he slowly stood up and said to Zhu Jue. He knew very well that he was suffering a serious injury at this time, and the strange oriental man in front of him was very dangerous and inexplicable. At this point, it can be said that his life and death had fallen into the other party's hands.

"Didn't I say it all?" Faced with Dong Zion's problem, Zhu Jue showed a racially discriminatory expression, such as a black man's IQ, indeed, being quite racist. "Since you encountered Luo Xiaobei from the headquarters of the San Diego Group, you should be very clear about the environment and location there. As long as you take me over, I can consider spare your life."

"Your purpose... is it really the Stone of Gold..." Dong Zion chuckled disdainfully. His row of white teeth in the dark was extremely eye-catching. "Although I admit that you are a bit of a trick, it is still far from those lunatics. If the Stone of Gold has really fallen into their hands, don't dream again."

"Although I am indeed very interested in that Golden Stone..." Zhu Jue didn't care about Dong Zion's intentional disdainful expression and continued, "But these are not important issues. I just haven't met Luo Xiaobei for a long time. I miss her. Can't I go to say hello to her?"

"Do you really know that woman..." Dong Zion didn't seem to have thought that Zhu Jue did know the female leader of the cult, "But so what? It's not good for me anyway. Don't think I'm so afraid of death... If you have the ability, you will kill me... In short, I won't listen to you..."

"Why are you so pretentious for so long..." Zhu Jue looked at Dong Zion, sighed and said, "If it weren't for my lack of knowledge, I would have stabbed you to death with one sword and passed by myself. Otherwise, as long as you take me over, if there is really any news about the Golden Stone, it's not impossible for me to give it to you."

"...Do you think I will believe your words?" Dong Zion said with a sneer, "If it were me, it would definitely be impossible for him to give up after getting the news of the Golden Stone..."

"No, no, if you were the Japanese before, I wouldn't do this, but if it were you, I would be willing to provide this news..." Zhu Jue said to Dongzion with a sincere look, but his hand was ready to take out the Frost Hell Sword again. As long as this uncle dared to say another word "no", he would just stab him to death and pull him down with one sword. At worst, he would pull Liquette, who was still lying on the ground and ask him. If Liquette didn't say it, he would stab him to death and continue to find the next member of the Foxhound Team. If he refused to say it... I wonder if the guy named Sam is still away...

"...Why?" Hearing Zhu Jue mentioned the matter of Danling Kasanro, Dong Zion, who had always hated the abominable Japanese who had been competing with him for the Golden Stone, couldn't help but ask.

However, Zhu Jue's answer made Dong Zion completely confused.

"Because Africa's agriculture is underdeveloped!" (To be continued, please search Piaotianyi, the novel is better, updated and faster!
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