Edge of the Apocalypse
Chapter 662: Dangerous (2)

Of course, Alan could see Jenny's expression. He didn't stop moving and continued to rub the woman's chest. However, Jenny wasn't in the mood for it at all. She only felt that every time Allen's fingers moved, she would inject strands of scorching Origin Energy into her body. At this moment, her body had already become a battlefield, and Jenny's own Origin Energy was under pressure to resist Allen's invasion. However, Allen's Origin Energy was like sharp knives that could always tear the energy she resisted into pieces.

She suddenly realized that it was almost impossible for her to defeat Alan in the Origin Energy competition. She had never seen anyone use Origin Energy to such an exquisite degree before, and Jenny suddenly opened her mouth.

Seeing a cold light flash across her mouth, Alan immediately tilted his head to the left. A strand of cold wind flew past his face, and with a "pounce" sound from above the tent, something pierced through it, creating a small gap. Alan thought to himself that it was probably a small thing like a steel needle that could be hidden in Jenny's mouth and shot out at any time. This woman had also undergone training in assassination. If she did not pay attention, it would be very easy for her to say something.

At this time, the war in Jenny's body was over. The woman could feel that Alan's Origin Energy had already invaded her heart through her blood vessels. As long as Alan was willing, he could use his Origin Energy to explode her heart at any time.

There was no more direct threat.

Alan smiled and said, "Now you can tell me what's going on, Miss Jenny?"

Jenny smiled bitterly, "Do I have any other choice?"

Of course she didn't, so she could only confess. It turned out that the freelance hunter had originally taken on an exploratory mission, mainly to search for the undiscovered wild snow crystals. In their team, Jenny had a certain combat ability, but she was not the main force in the battle. However, her role in the team was very important, mainly because Jenny had a special ability.

Rich resources were the main reason why Jenny was valued by the guild. This ability allowed her to sense ore veins that were rich in Origin Energy. The stronger the Origin Energy was, the more precious the ore vein was. Relying on Jenny's ability, the Freelancer had discovered many valuable natural veins in his past experience and finally sold them for a good price.

This time, they mainly focused on the discovery of snow crystal associated ores, so that they could directly exchange them for military contributions. However, when Jenny sensed a vein of snow crystals, she suddenly discovered an intense Origin Energy reaction from another location. What was even stranger was that the target that caused Jenny to react was actually moving! This aroused Jon's interest, so they came over and met Alan.

Jenny didn't need to tell him what happened next, but Alan could figure it out. He looked at his backpack and said, "So you think I'm carrying precious crystal ores and stuff, so you want to eat them?"

Jenny admitted generously, "Isn't that normal? A lone guy with something priceless on him. Even if we don't rob him, there will still be people who have this idea. It's just that I have the ability to be rich in resources, so I discovered it earlier than the others."

"Rich resources is indeed a good ability. Unfortunately, it has brought you a lot of trouble, a lot of trouble."

"The one who's in trouble right now is you, right?" Jenny looked out and said, "Do you think Commander Jon will let me in alone? No, you can't go anymore. Why don't you give me your backpack and I'll go out and beg Commander Jon to let you go?"

Ellen shook his head and laughed, "Do you really think I'm a three-year-old? You're lying to me with such nonsense. Don't worry, I naturally have a way to deal with it."

In the camp, the campfire was almost extinguished. Jon sat quietly, looking deeply into Alan's tent. On his knees was a one-handed battle axe with a bronze body and spiral patterns wrapped around its short hilt. It was like a wave. The Rapids axe had been following Jon for ten years. Jon used it to cut off the heads of many powerful beasts and experts.

With the axe in his hand, Jon was not afraid of any opponent.

But tonight, he only felt that the coldness in the camp was getting heavier. Unfortunately, this was not the right time, otherwise, he really wanted to add another fire to the extinguishing campfire. Devon, one of the twins, walked up to him and whispered, "Jenny has been in there for a long time."

"You shouldn't be faking it, right?" One of the freelancers, Barry, placed his palm on two rough-looking left. Revolvers. Almost no one used this kind of gunpowder weapon now, but Barry seemed to be in love with it. Of course, there was also a magical sniper rifle behind him. That was his true weapon.

Jon gestured, Barry nodded and quietly left the camp to find a commanding height to prevent Alan from breaking out of the encirclement.

"Boss, how much do you think that brat's goods are worth?" Devon asked casually. He was wiping the two curved blades with his sleeve.

Jon glanced at the tent in front of him and said, "It's quite valuable. Remember the maple crystal mine we found last time?"

"How could I forget? Just that coordinate alone made us sell for tens of millions."

Jon nodded and said, "Jenny said the reaction this time was more intense than the discovery of the maple ore. What do you think that means?"

Devon opened his mouth wide and said, "Could it be that the goods on that brat's body are more expensive than the entire Maple Crystal Raw Mine?"

"Although I don't know what it will be, it won't be a problem to sell it for at least ten to twenty million yuan." Jon tightened his grip on the axe. Under the dim light of the fire, the muscles on his face quietly changed, making his face look somewhat sinister. "It can only be said that that brat is unlucky. Who let Jenny have the ability to be rich in resources? Otherwise, I wouldn't believe that a lone fellow would actually be a moving golden mountain."

Not far away, Dia suddenly said, "The tent is too quiet."

Jon was stunned, then his expression changed drastically, "Damn it, Jenny probably missed!"

At this moment, the tent exploded into tens of millions of pieces, dancing in the air like butterflies. A stream of fire formed from Origin Energy bullets swept over from the tent and fiercely lashed towards Jon and Devon like a whip. The two of them snorted and dodged at the same time. The flaming whip caused a flash of fire on the ground, and it even blew up the fire beside them. In the midst of the chaotic splashes of starfire, Jon saw a figure pouncing towards him. Without hesitation, the torrent axe took off its palm and spun towards the figure.

That person actually didn't dodge or dodge. Jon suddenly thought of something and screamed, "No!" However, the battle axe had already struck the man in the air, and even the man and the axe had fallen to the ground. It was Jenny, who was covered in bare stripes. The torrent axe was almost embedded in her chest. After the woman twitched a few times on the ground, her eyes widened and she was unwilling to die. Jon rushed to her side and roared angrily as he looked at the axe on her body.

Jenny's importance among freelancers was only inferior to him. With a humanoid radar like her, the freelancers had made a lot of money in the past few years. Moreover, their clan had already heard about Jenny's abilities. The big shots above had already said that they would absorb this hunting group into their clan army after the Star Wars ended. At that time, everyone, including Jon, had an official position, which was countless times better than their current life.

However, the key to opening the door to a better life was now broken by Jon himself. Looking at Jenny's corpse, Jon had already greeted Alan thousands of times in his heart.

"What a pity, I originally intended to return her to you."

Jon raised his head. Not only was Alan dressed in battle uniform, he was also equipped with armor. At this moment, he was using his left spear and right knife, coldly sweeping his gaze over the members of the Freedom Hunter. Jon pulled out his axe from Jenny's corpse and stood up with a muffled snort, staring fiercely at Alan.

One of the twins, Dia, looked at Alan's blood and suddenly said, "After killing him, the knife is mine."

Only then did Alan realize that he was also using a heavy weapon. It was a large sword, two palms wide. It was a strange blunt blade. However, there was a barrel on each side of the sword. It looked like a magical weapon that combined a large sword and a rifle.

What a strange design. "You can, but you have to trade your life for it," Allen thought.

He looked at Jon and said, "I have a suggestion."

"What suggestion?" Jon seemed to have made up his mind that he wouldn't let Alan off. He wasn't in a hurry to make a move at this moment and said with a cat-and-mouse mentality.

'"For the sake of you treating me to dinner, I can pretend that nothing happened tonight. It's good for you and me to part ways now. I've saved you some trouble, and you probably don't want to provoke Beth Cod, right?"

"Beth Cod?" Devon looked at Jon with a complicated expression.

Jon said in a low voice, "Are you from Beth Cod?"

"I am Alan Bescot."

Jon's expression stiffened. Previously, he didn't ask Alan's name because he didn't feel the need to inquire about the origin of a dead person. However, he did not expect that this fat sheep was actually a member of Beth Cord, and it was also Alan, who was currently in the limelight in the clan. As one of the most noteworthy younger generations in the Beth Cord family, Jon had naturally heard of Allen's name.

He quickly recalled the description of Alan, and it was indeed very similar to the young man in front of him. Jon had already made up his mind, but now he was a little shaken. Not to mention him, even the family behind him was unwilling to offend Beth Cod. Thinking of this, Jon's hand holding the axe felt extremely heavy.

'"Boss, if he really is Alan, then we can't let him go. Otherwise, if he goes back, Beth Cod will take revenge immediately. Now that Jenny is dead, I don't think Mr. Toure will offend Beth Cod for us." Dia said coldly.

Hearing Dia's words, Jon woke up as if he had just woken up from a dream and did not hesitate. Seeing the expression on his face, Alan knew that he had made his choice. He shook his head and said, "Trust me, this is the worst decision."

At the same time, he firmly remembered the name Toure in his heart.

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