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Chapter seven hundred and eighty seventh underground organization

The result of the exploration disappointed Zhao An and Daniu. Aside those men in black, there were no valuable items except for some scattered gold coins.

Seeing that Zhao An and Daniu had no gains, Zhao Hu shook his head gently, knowing that these men in black were like dead soldiers. They would not carry any items except for the necessary scattered gold coins and weapons. This also made him feel a little afraid of the unknown Black Soul Organization.

"Xiao Anzi, Daniu, these two Lei Zhenzi, you two are one by one. When you encounter danger, throw them out and save your lives." Zhao Hu did not count the items in Song Yu's space ring, but directly transferred all the items into the space ring in his hand, and took out a Lei Zhenzi from it, picked up a Lei Zhenzi from Song Yu's cold hand, and handed them to Zhao An and Daniu.

"Thank you Brother Hu!" Zhao An and Daniu quickly took Lei Zhenzi with a smile on their faces and stored it into their space ring.

Lei Zhenzi is a weapon refiner who uses a special method to store a trace of the power of heavenly thunder in a thin layer of iron. As long as the safety is opened and thrown out, a violent explosion will occur, releasing a trace of heavenly thunder power inside and electrocuting the enemy directly.

Warriors below the level of generals are hit by a trace of heavenly thunder, and ten deaths are gone. Even if a general-level strongman is hit by a trace of heavenly thunder, he will be severely injured. Only a strongman at the level of Martial King will not be afraid of the bombardment of heavenly thunder.

Half a quarter of an hour later, a team of guards in white hurried to the room where Zhao Hu was. One of the captains glanced at more than a dozen corpses on the ground, looked at Zhao Hu with a cold look on his face and said, "What happened? Don't you know that fighting is prohibited on the ship?"

Zhao Hu disregarded the cold look on the guard's face and pointed to Song Yu's body all over the ground and said, "Mr. Song, I asked me to help him refine pills, but was attacked by the man in black and died. These man in black actually wanted to kill people to silence me, so I had to kill them all."

Hearing Zhao Hu's words, the captain of the guard team did not react at all. He just squatted down and carefully examined the bodies of ten men in black before standing up, looking at Zhao Hu with a smile on his face and said, "Wang Jie, captain of the third guard team, what do you call this brother?"

"Zhao Hu!" Zhao Hu said with a calm expression.

"Brother Zhao Hu, you actually killed ten Black Souls Company by one. It's really incredible!" Wang Jie looked at Zhao Hu with a smile on his face, and sincerely praised.

"Black Soul Company?" Zhao Hu asked with a puzzled look.

"It seems that Brother Zhao Hu doesn't know much about Black Soul!" Wang Jie chuckled at Zhao Hu with a puzzled look.

"Yes, I hope Brother Wang Jie can solve my doubts." Seeing that Wang Jie seemed to know the Black Soul organization very well, Zhao Hu asked immediately. No matter what the reason, he had killed the Black Soul people and had a conflict with the Black Soul organization. Maybe he would have to face the Black Soul in the future, so he really wanted to know some of the Black Soul situation.

"Black Soul is the largest underground organization in our Qinglong Empire. It is said to be established by the remnants of the ancient Dark Temple and has great power. Under normal circumstances, all the thugs under the Black Soul Organization have eight characters for the military advisors and brigade battalion company soldiers as their identity symbols. Each character represents a level of strength. The Black Soul Soldiers represent the first-level strength, the Black Soul Squad represents the second-level strength, the Black Soul Squad represents the third-level strength, and so on, the Black Soul Soldiers represent the eight-level strength.

Brother Zhao Hu was able to kill ten Black Souls companies, and it was easy to see that Brother Zhao Hu's combat power was definitely at the fourth level. It was amazing to drive at the age of Brother Zhao Hu!"

Although the Black Soul Organization was a little mysterious in Wang Jie's eyes, it was not a secret. So he directly told part of his knowledge and praised Zhao Hu without any trace.

"Thank you, brothers Wang Jie, for solving the problem. This is a spiritual energy pill. I hope Brother Wang Jie will not refuse." Seeing Wang Jie intentionally making friends with him, Zhao Hu did not refuse. He took out a spiritual energy pill from Song Yu's items and handed it to Wang Jie.

"Then I would like to thank Brother Zhao Hu for his kindness!" Wang Jie was just a warrior at the third-level martial arts level. The spiritual energy pill is a good thing for him, which can help him save several months of cultivation time and improve his cultivation efficiency.

At the same time, he was also very clear about the value of the spiritual energy pill. Ten thousand gold coins per, which was extremely expensive and could not be afforded by him, a captain of the guard. Therefore, he took it without hesitation and enthusiastically introduced everything he knew about Black Soul to Zhao Hu.

From Wang Jie, he had a clear understanding of Zhao Hu's Black Soul Organization. He knew that Black Soul would not cause trouble for him in a short period of time, so he let go of his worries and thought that the spiritual elixir was worth it.

"Brother Zhao Hu, I live in Room 106. If I need any help, I will send someone to Room 106 to notify me. I will definitely help Brother Zhao Hu to do it."

"Sure! Sure!" Before leaving, Wang Jie gave Zhao Hu instructions, then waved his hand and asked his subordinates to leave Zhao Hu's room with the body of Song Yu in black and the waitress.

After Wang Jie left, Zhao An and Daniu took tools from the bathroom, cleaned Zhao Hu's room, wiped the blood on the ground and the wall before returning to their respective rooms to practice.

"It's okay, come out!" After Zhao An and Daniu left, Zhao Hu opened the door of the training room with a calm expression and said to Yu Jia, who looked terrified and worried.

"Brother Hu, you're fine, it's great!" When Yu Jia, who looked worried, immediately threw herself into Zhao Hu's arms and shouted excitedly.

Yu Jia felt a deep sense of gratitude, an incomparable sense of security, and a hint of affection for Zhao Hu, who pushed himself into the training room and blocked the door of the room with his body, and did not let any enemy in to hurt him in the heart of the man.

She never thought that Zhao Hu would use his delicate body to protect himself, a lowly female slave, and use his precious life to protect himself, a lowly slave.

The moment Zhao Hu sent her into the training room and blocked her body in front of the training room, Zhao Hu Gaoda's figure and image were forever imprinted in his heart, and an incomparable sense of security and happiness poured into his heart, filling his entire heart.

"I'm fine!" Feeling the sincere concern and excitement in Yu Jia's tone, Zhao Hu felt warm in his heart, smiled slightly, put his hands on his long soft hair, and said softly.

"Brother Hu, do you know? I'm so afraid of losing you. The short few minutes just now seemed as long as decades have passed," Yu Jia, who was thrown into Zhao Hu's arms, gave up the girl's reserve and the maid's inferiority, and hugged Zhao Hu's body with a deep look on his face.

Feeling the strong affection in Yu Jia's tone, Zhao Hu's mind swayed, and a faint feeling arises in his heart. He no longer simply treats it as a female slave for him to vent his love.

"Brother Hu, I want you to love me, love me hard!" After a long time, Yu Jia raised her pretty face covered with sweet tears, and looked at Zhao Hu with a pair of affectionate eyes.

"Okay!" Zhao Hu looked at Yu Jia's affectionate eyes, and he blew his heart, kissed him gently on his lips, picked him up directly, and walked towards the bedroom.

After a passionate rain split, Zhao Hu looked happy and fell asleep because he was too crazy and kissed Yujia on his forehead before getting up and entering the training room.

After entering the cultivation room, Zhao Hu did not practice immediately, but released Song Yu's items from the space ring and carefully counted them.

There are not many items in the Song Yu space ring. A gold card without a password is useless to Zhao Hu. I threw it away. Six Thunder Zhenzi's life-saving defensive weapons are put away. Ten spiritual pills can assist in cultivation. Put it away. A small sword engraved with an exquisite hammer logo. If you don't understand the purpose, put it away first. Hundreds of scattered gold coins are put away. There are more than a dozen bronze-level weapons. It's very good. Put it away.

After putting away most of Song Yu's items, Zhao Hu turned his attention to the last item, a jade talisman that exuded an ancient aura.

Picking up the jade talisman that was simplified, Zhao Hu checked it carefully. As he checked the jade talisman, a faint smile appeared on Zhao Hu's face, and he couldn't help but whisper in a low voice: "Puppet Talisman, the sixth-level puppet Talisman, is so surprising!"

Puppet Talisman is a researcher who specializes in talisman paper. It can be implanted into the body of a living person, destroy its nervous system, and obtain its control over the body, making it a puppet warrior who can only obey commands and execute mechanical commands. It is a powerful and evil treasure.
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