"Boss, this is not a small amount of money." Xiaojing reminded rationally, "If these rare materials are wasted, you will be criticized within the clan."

"Looking forward and looking forward, making careful calculations, is this the attitude I, the Deep Sea Clan, should have towards talents? Just do as I say."

The girl stopped talking and didn't insist: "Okay boss. I hope you can be as strong-willed as you are now when you drink the northwest wind in the second half of the year."

"Wait!"

While the video conference was still waiting, Lan Junxian turned sideways and looked back: "Classmate Xiaojing, is this the attitude you should have towards your immediate boss?"

The girl who had already walked to the door looked at Lan Junxian with an indifferent expression: "Boss, is this the way you should treat talents?"

"..."

……

Northern suburb of Baotian City.

At night.

A figure rolled out of the bushes, landed on all fours, and staggered into the closed phone booth on the street.

The owner of that figure is a woman with a ponytail and a leather outfit.

The bloody leopard claws opened the glass door, opened the phone, and quickly dialed the number with the other hand... During this time, she was exhausted and collapsed on the ground.

The darkness of night and the tattered clothes concealed the strange markings all over her body.

Before losing consciousness, the phone was connected:

"Baotian Public Security Department Special Affairs Center, please speak."

The person on the other side paused, and his words were accompanied by heavy breathing:

"Team Six...encountered mutants at the Northern Suburbs Farmers' Mall..."

"Insect system, three states and above the complete body..."

The sound is intermittent and drifts in the wind.
Chapter completed!