Edge of the Apocalypse
Chapter 661: Evil (1)

"Are you alright?" One of the twins revealed a friendly smile and said, "My name is Devon, and this is my younger brother Dia. Don't mind, he's just a man who doesn't laugh."

Alan smiled back and put away his rifle and heavy saber.

The other twin, Dia, looked at Xue Yin and said in a low voice, "It's either an idiot or an expert who uses such a big fellow."

He was as expressionless and indifferent as Devon had said.

Devon shrugged and said, "You must be an expert. I saw those few sabers just now. They are simple and practical without any tricks. This kind of saber technique can't be used without thousands of refinements."

Ellen smiled but didn't say anything, thinking that Devon's gaze was not bad. At this time, the two tactical flying cars arrived near the forest. There were obvious signs of the base on the flying cars. Three people jumped out of the car, two men and a woman. One of the older men shouted to the twins, "Devon, Dea, are you two alright?"

Devon turned around and waved his hand. "We're fine, head."

As night fell, dangerous wild beasts began to roam the forest, causing the trees to glow with unpredictable fluorescence. The corpses of the headhunters had been cleaned out, and even the snow on the woodland had been cleared out of an empty space. There was a bonfire burning in the open space, and the light of the fire made the wild beasts in the vicinity unwilling to approach. The beast was not afraid of the flames, but of the figures under the flames.

Every human figure emitted a dangerous aura. This was the main reason why the beasts in the forest were shocked.

The smell of food floated near the fire, and the hunting party Alan had encountered carried a full set of stove sets for marching in the wilderness. The woman named Jenny was skillfully frying a quick-frozen steak in a folding pan. Although it was not comparable to fresh beef, artificial food with enough spices also gave off an alluring meat fragrance under the barbecue of fire, stimulating people's taste buds.

"Jenny, quickly give me one. I'm starving to death." Devon, one of the twins, couldn't wait to reach for the folding pot.

When the woman slapped her hand back, Jenny rolled her eyes and said, "Look at how anxious you are. It's not cooked yet."

"What's the difference? Anyway, they're all instant foods, and they can't kill people."

Seeing the two quarreling, Alan smiled. The group, called Freelancers, came from Finch Base, a base southwest of the Holly Forest opposite Cage Base. Although this place wasn't the forest of holly, it wasn't far from the primeval forest. The leader of the hunting squad, Jon, the middle-aged man, pointed Alan in the right direction. Allen expected to arrive at Castellan Rock Base in three days.

Alan was in a good mood when he was finally able to reunite with his companion who had been away for many days. So when Jon invited him to dinner, Alan didn't refuse. Soon the steak was cooked, and Jenny even added her own spices to make the steak even more fragrant. Guild Leader Jon packed two steaks in a disposable paper tray and brought them to Ellen's side. He placed one of the steaks in front of Ellen's eyes.

"Don't mention it. Jenny can't do anything else. The barbecue is still good. Eat it. We still have more if you don't have enough." Jon, a straightforward man, sat down beside Allen and said, "God knows how grateful I am to be able to eat a roasted steak in the ice and snow of this damned planet. If he hadn't created a creature like a cow, how could we be so delicious? But no matter how delicious a steak is, without good wine, it is as regrettable as if there had never been a woman in life. "

As he spoke, he took out a tin wine jug from his bosom, and when he unscrewed it, a strong fragrance of wine floated out from the mouth of the bottle. He handed it to Alan, "Have a bite."

Ellen was not polite either. He took a sip and his handsome face immediately turned red. A moment later, he spat out a mouthful of alcohol from his mouth, "It's so fucking fierce!"

He couldn't help but curse, but he felt extremely happy. Jon laughed loudly and shook the wine jug. "A man must drink strong liquor and cocktails. Those are all bitches!" He said.

The two of them looked at each other and smiled.

Alan smiled and concentrated on the steak on the paper tray. As the steak slowly disappeared from the paper tray, he suddenly heard Jon say, "You look like a warrior participating in freelance hunting. How can you act alone? Don't you have a team? Why don't you consider joining us as freelance hunters?"

"Thank you for your kindness, Guild Leader Jon. But I already have my own team. It's just that we got separated in an operation." Alan thought for a moment before saying, "Thank you for your kindness, Guild Leader Jon."

"Oh, what mission?"

"Sorry, it's a secret. It's not convenient to tell."

Jon shrugged his shoulders and didn't continue asking. Instead, he turned his gaze to Alan's backpack and said, "Looks like you've gained a lot."

Alan said indifferently, "It's just some inconspicuous things. These things can't be exchanged for military merits, so we can only exchange them for a small sum of money."

"Of course, the more merits, the better. However, it's not bad to earn some extra money. Do you want to come back to the base with me? We also have some missions that can be exchanged for money. Of course, the entrusting party is not the Federal Military Department."

As Jon expected, Alan declined again. He didn't seem to mind, and after drinking two more mouthfuls of strong liquor with Alan, he walked into his team. While talking to Devon and another member, Alan noticed that Dia was always looking at him. His gaze fell on his Blood Hidden Heavy Blade. It seemed that the silent twins were very interested in his Heavy Blade.

As the night grew darker, the small camp erected a few tents. Alan was given one, and the tent was naturally provided by Jon and the others. The marching tents used by the federal army are easy to use, waterproof and windproof, and are essential tools for camping in the wilderness. Alan spread his fur cloak on the ground, and it was a bed. He placed his backpack under his head like a pillow, while Xue Yin and the Mana Rifle were placed aside. After taking off the blade armor, Alan lay on the hide and closed his eyes to sleep.

The voices of the people outside were gradually lowered, and after Jon had arranged for his men to guard the night, he returned to his tent with the others to report the news. The camp quieted down. Apart from the occasional roars of wild beasts, there was only the soft sound of the dead wood being burned by the flames. These sounds entered Allen's ears, causing his heart to be completely calm, as if the battles of the past were far away from him.

His breathing gradually grew longer, and Alan fell asleep.

In his dream, he returned to the small town of Gobi. The buildings in the town were still the same. The wind and sand howled, but there was not a single person. In a trance, Alan was already standing in front of his childhood tin house. The windows of the house were open, and Alan could see a flickering fire in the little kitchen facing the window. The wind blew a piece of metal on the roof until it sounded loud. The familiar scene was like Lanny was in the house.

Just as he thought this, the door of the room suddenly opened and a figure walked out, almost hitting him. Alan hurriedly took a step back. In his bright red eyes, it was Lanny's face.

"Mother?" Alan shouted.

However, the scene in front of him was like a mirror that had been shattered. It suddenly burst apart and exploded into tens of millions of pieces. Within each fragment was Lanny's shattered figure. Alan stretched out his hand to catch the fragments, but all he touched was the air. He looked at his arm that was leaning into the air, and at the top of the tent, only to realize that he had woken up from that brief dream.

It was at this moment that he heard the sound of footsteps that could not be detected. Alan immediately retracted his arm and closed his eyes to pretend to be asleep. His eyes narrowed into a small crack, through which he could see a silhouette diving into the tent from the outside. That's Jenny, the only female freelancer. She picked up her long, soft brown hair and wrapped it around her head. The woman walked over to Allen and sat down.

She reached out and gently stroked Ellen's face.

Allen was trying to figure out why she was here, but Jenny started to take off her uniform. After taking off his dark green leather battle uniform, Alan saw a pair of long legs with wheat skin flickering in front of him. Jenny was already wrapped around him like a snake, rubbing her body against Alan's sensitive parts. The woman chuckled and said, "Stop pretending to be asleep, my darling. When I came in, I knew you were awake."

Alan opened his eyes and smiled, "Then can you tell me, Miss Jenny, what are you doing?"

"Isn't that obvious? I like you and want to leave a good memory with you. That's all." She lowered her head, kissed Alan's neck, unzipped his uniform, and slid her tongue across Alan's skin, leaving a bright mark on his chest.

As Jenny continued to explore, Alan reached out to hold her face and said, "Maybe we can talk first."

"Talk about it?" Jenny shook her head and smiled, "What are you talking about?" Mr. Allen, come on. Let's put aside the literary rhetoric and put it bluntly, I need you, and you're just the type I like. So I want to feel comfortable, and you don't have to do anything, and you don't have to pay anything, to get a mature and sexy woman like me to serve you. Don't you think it's not worth it? "

She had already reached out to untie Allen's trousers and buried her head in her hands, continuing to stimulate Allen's senses with her lips and tongue. Alan didn't even have time to stop her, but he could feel that Jenny was sucking on his most sensitive spot as if she wanted to suck his soul away as well. He snorted and suddenly turned around with Jenny in his arms, pressing her against the hide. Jenny panted heavily from her nostrils and said, "So you are still a supreme male chauvinist. Well, since you don't want to lie down and enjoy yourself obediently, then let me be happy."

She stretched out her hand to stroke the muscles on Alan's chest that were filled with explosive power, and her breathing became even hotter. Jenny snorted and pulled Ellen's hand to her chest. "You haven't slept with a woman before, have you?" She said angrily.

Alan pulled back his fingers and let Jenny groan. "That's not true, but not long ago, there was a woman with a murder weapon in her body who tried to trick me into going to bed. So now it's just a shadow. You can't be hiding something amazing in there, right?"

Jenny's expression suddenly changed.

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