Mo You is Xu Fan’s code name to the members of the college.

Basically, every demon hunter will not use his real name to the outside world. This is tradition and a security measure, because some things will curse or attack people's names.

Just after Xu Fan issued the assembly order, less than an hour later, six people gathered in the room.

All six people are members of the college stationed outside the college, responsible for cooperating with the college students to complete the tasks. Of course, each ordinary student will only send one overseas member to cooperate, and only the demon hunter is eligible to issue a convening order.

These six people are six of the members stationed in Chang'an City. As for the others, they have tasks at hand.

If outsiders are present, they will definitely be very curious about the identities of these six people, because there are all of them, including white-collar workers who look gentle with glasses, sweeping uncles wearing environmentally friendly clothes responsible for street hygiene, college students wearing refreshing clothes, and greasy middle-aged uncles.

If they were not brought together, absolutely no one knew that they came from the same organization, and that they were such a mysterious organization.

"Boss, meeting in such a place will reveal the danger of identity." The refreshing girl with a college student looked like a college student sat on the sofa without seeing each other, smiling at Xu Fandao who was shrouded in the darkness, as if she was very familiar with him.

"I have controlled all the three blocks in this block, and there is no risk of your identity being exposed." However, Xu Fan did not laugh, but glanced at everyone and signaled the middle-aged uncle to close the security door.

After a long time, until the atmosphere became so depressing that even the girl had to sit upright, Xu Fan slowly spoke: "Of the fifteen retired foreign personnel in Chang'an City, three of us have died as of yesterday, and four other human forces have died, belonging to Ziyang Sect, Qingshan Sect and Bailu Sect."

"I had reported this matter to the academy yesterday. Director Chen of the Demon Hunting Department personally ordered that all five demon hunters in Shaanxi Province gather in Chang'an City, including me. This operation is under my unified command. The culprit must be found before the next victim appears."

"I'll go, five demon hunters!"

"So serious?!"

"I have never seen the demon hunter crossing the jurisdiction to operate in joint operations. Boss, can you hold on?" The middle-aged uncle who had been squatting in the corner and smoking suddenly said.

The six people were indeed amazed after hearing this, but they still attached great importance to the uncle's words. It can be seen that he is quite powerful among these overseas members.

Xu Fan nodded slightly: "Don't worry, I know these demon hunters by chance. The action starts from twelve o'clock tonight. Even if this is our temporary residence, everyone will start to set up defenses, and then we will take a break and prepare for the action tonight."

...

At half past ten o'clock in the evening, Xu Fan had already fallen asleep, with the middle-aged uncle and a white-collar man wearing glasses standing guard. The two of them were also squatting in the living room, smoking cigarettes without any image.

The middle-aged uncle has been in this industry for many years, but the white-collar man has only been two years.

"I said Uncle Zhao, look at the boss so confident, don't you worry about the demon hunters who else do not care about? I heard that those people are very difficult to speak, and they are all crazy." The white-collar man Wang Jun revealed a little concern in his tone, as if he had seen other demon hunters.

"Hey, you don't know this. I used to listen to Huangshan talking to our boss and praise us. You also know that Huangshan's bad temper is so bad that he can praise him like that, but you don't know what it means to do?" The middle-aged uncle Zhao Ming looked at Wang Jun with a meaningful meaning, thinking that you are still young.

"Huangshan and the boss?" Wang Jun looked shocked. The Huangshan that Lao Zhao mentioned was the code name of their number one master in the outside of Shaanxi Province, and the so-called boss was the minister in the outside of Shaanxi Province. Even if they met a demon hunter, they would have a high position and could praise them.

"Do you know the ghost world?" Old Zhao seemed to have something in his stomach, and couldn't help but whisper to Wang Jun. After saying that, he looked around with concern.

"Ghost Realm? I know." Wang Jun lowered his voice with curiosity. He didn't know what the ghost place in Lao Zhao Ti was doing when everyone in the tribe was terrified of it. That was all these dirty lairs!

"Do you know what I heard from Huangshan and the others? I heard that our boss went deep into the heart of the ghost world alone, fucked four seriously injured ghost generals, and then slipped back intact. I heard that his military achievements had all carved names on the Xuancheng battle monument in the last ghost world war!" Old Zhao whispered with emotion, with shock and admiration in his tone.

"Fuck! Really fake?" Wang Jun couldn't help but look at Xu Fan's resting room, and said excitedly with trembling all over.

"Ba." Old Zhao slapped his forehead, "Your little sound!"

"Oh oh oh," Wang Jun stuck out his tongue apologetically, "Old Zhao, please tell me again, what else is there to talk about the boss?"

Lao Zhao took a puff of cigarette and sighed: "I have been in Chang'an for so many years, but I have never seen a demon hunter as desperate as him..."

Soon, it was midnight, and just after twelve o'clock, someone knocked on the security door on time.

Six external personnel became alert, each chose a good location, and surrounded the gate.

Before they could open the door, the door automatically opened slowly, which surprised everyone because all the safety measures they set did not work!

However, no one came in outside.

"Old Xu! Hurry up and collect your soul-eroding insect. I'm going to riot!"

At this moment, a dissatisfied complaint suddenly sounded outside the door. Just as the six people were looking at each other, Xu Fan stretched out from the house with a sleepy yawning face, and smiled and patted Lao Zhao on the shoulder: "You are all relaxed, sit on the sofa and rest."

Then he waved his hand gently to the door, and saw a translucent swarm of insects swarming into his arm: "Old Miao, where is the little party? Isn't it all that I can let him escape and bring you in?"

"I'm so idle all day, right? I'll have to escape when I enter the door. Do I need to set up a dream formation for a while? I'm stupid, this guy," another voice shouted outside the door, "Hurry up, everyone has taken it away. Can you keep your centipede?"

"I told you that this is not a centipede, it is a hundred-legged cold poison. His biggest natural enemy is the soul-eroding insect, so he ran around." A tall young man wearing a gray robe, muttered to a small burgundy-haired black robe behind him and walked into the house with dissatisfaction.
Chapter completed!