Gao Wu: I inherited the evil organization in the game

Chapter 640 [Fate]: We Are All Good People

In the shadow of the villa next door.

The 103 squad, who had been secretly observing without participating, all had their faces come alive the moment [Masked] appeared, as if they were all having a collective orgasm.

Red Dragonfly opened her elegant handbag, took out a lipstick, gently twisted it open, and carefully applied the bright red lipstick to her lips.

We need to recruit new team members and welcome them in the most beautiful way possible.

Moreover, he may not just be a new member; if things go smoothly, he might soon become the new captain.

Anyway, it's hard to say what others think, but in Red Dragonfly's eyes, half of the bald captain's body is already "in the past tense".

However, the red dragonfly was not the most excited; the wild beasts were the most excited.

He abruptly stood up, grabbed his suitcase, and tried to rush out, shouting as he did so:

"Where's Zuo Bai? Call Zuo Bai back quickly, it's time for him to sacrifice himself."

Despite this, Zuo Bai's series of actions just now greatly improved the favorability of Squad 103.

But the moment [Mask] appeared, all the goodwill that had been painstakingly accumulated instantly seemed insignificant.

It's not fair to blame Squad 103 for being "heartless"; the allure of [Masked] was simply too irresistible.

This feeling is just like that old but incredibly apt lyric—you love me, but I love him.

Zuo Bai's slight "goodwill" is utterly insignificant compared to the tip of the iceberg revealed by [Mask].

The emcee had just experienced "second blindness," and his eyes were once again covered by a black cloth. He didn't know where Zuo Bai was hiding. He only knew that the new teammate was really straining his eyes.

Normally, Zuo Bai wouldn't have been able to escape his sight, but who told him to be "blind" now?

In the corner, Wu Shou, the driver who had been trying to keep a low profile, was secretly listening intently.

He cautiously interjected:
"Um... I think I just saw Zuo Bai sneaking into that patch of grass over there..."

His finger trembled as he pointed to a patch of dense, messy grass behind the villa next door.

Heaven have mercy, he is the one in this room who is always thinking about Zuo Bai the most.

After all, while he and Zuo Bai might not be considered kindred spirits, they were certainly bound by fate.

If Zuo Bai secretly abandons him and runs away, how lonely he will be in the long night ahead.

Following the direction Wu Shou pointed, the Red Dragonfly group looked and then all turned their gazes to the bald captain.

The meaning is self-evident: to ask the bald captain to bring Zuo Bai back.

The bald captain revealed a set of uneven, rotten teeth, but his eyes betrayed a barely perceptible sense of frustration and helplessness.

He said in a hoarse voice:

"I'm going to find Zuo Bai, what about you guys?"

The red dragonfly and the beast answered almost without hesitation in unison:

"Let's go help [Masked] deal with the Night's Watch."

The bald captain's mouth twitched suddenly.
"[Masked] need your help?"

According to the emcee's observations, [Masked]'s strength is unfathomable.

As for the authenticity of what the master of ceremonies saw, none of them doubted it.

Didn't you see the emcee "blind" twice already?

The red dragonfly nodded and said:
"Whether [Masked] needs help is a matter of ability, but whether we help him or not is a matter of attitude. Our 103 team should show the new member the care of family."

The beast nodded vigorously, making deep "hmm! hmm!" sounds from its throat.

Seeing the veteran team members showing such "enthusiasm" and "care" to the new members who had not yet joined, the bald captain felt a mix of emotions, a bittersweet feeling.

On the one hand, he did feel a sense of relief.

The team's "unity" is precisely the core quality inherent in [Destiny].

(One of the initial tags of destiny [Unity]: Formal members of this faction have a loyalty level of 80+ and a trust level of 85+ between members of the organization. They can entrust their lives to each other, and the possibility of being captured, tortured, or betrayed is reduced by 300%.)
At the same time, he was not so happy, and he strongly felt that his position as captain was already in jeopardy.

Are you all in such a hurry to welcome the new team member? Or perhaps the new captain?

The bald captain didn't even bother to expose his team members' true colors. He sighed and said quietly:
"Remember our strategy: since [Masked] is hiding his strength, we should treat and recruit him according to the strength he has shown. Don't mess it up."

Red Dragonfly and the Beast nodded vigorously, but their eyes kept drifting towards the door, giving off an expression that said, "Captain, hurry up and don't waste time!"

Looking at them like this, the bald captain felt even more choked up.

He said nothing more, kicked off his yellowed plastic slippers with barely a sound, and disappeared into a patch of grass outside the villa.

As soon as the bald captain's figure disappeared, Red Dragonfly and Beast burst out of the door like arrows and rushed towards [Masked].

The emcee was a beat slow; he tugged at the blindfold.

He was the most anxious one, as he was about to meet [The Mask]. He took a deep breath, slowed his pace, and followed behind Red Dragonfly and the Beast.

Driver Wu Shou huddled in a corner, torn between his inner conflict and still hesitant about whether to follow.

[Fate] He can't afford to mess with anyone, not even the Night's Watch. He just wants to drive a taxi honestly. It's really tough for him.

Oh, his taxi is gone too. I don't know if it counts as a work injury, or if the body retriever organization will provide compensation or reimbursement.

The beast charging at the forefront, as it ran, roared at the top of its lungs with boundless "enthusiasm" and "concern":
"[Masked] Don't panic, we're here to help you. Night Watch, don't be so arrogant, I... uh?!"

Before he could finish his greeting, the rest of it got stuck in his throat, turning into a strange gasp.

The tall Night Watchman, who stood like an iron tower in front of [Masked], had been taut with muscles and exuding a steely fighting aura just a moment ago.

The next second, as if his soul had been ripped out, his body suddenly froze in place without warning, and then he fell straight backward.

"boom!"

Its heavy body crashed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

died?

what's the situation? ?

Is this... a staged accident?
The red dragonfly and the beast's minds went blank with a buzz.

They could see clearly that [Masked] hadn't touched the Night Watchman even once, and there was at least half a meter between them.

How did the Night's Watch... fall down?!
And he fell so swiftly and peacefully?
Beast and Red Dragonfly felt a chill run down their spines, their enthusiastic smiles freezing slightly. Wait, what happened to hiding your strength? How did you manage to instantly defeat a Night's Watchman? How are we supposed to continue our act now?

The beast's face twitched uncontrollably, his arm gripping the suitcase froze, and only one thought remained in his mind:
"Damn it, this 'dowry'... seems a bit embarrassing!"

At the villa entrance, Wu Shou, who had just poked half his head out, suddenly shuddered. A chill ran from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head, and his scalp tingled instantly.

His mouth opened uncontrollably, emitting a series of suppressed, trembling sounds filled with extreme terror:
"Holy crap... holy crap holy crap holy crap!!!"

Those were the Night Watchmen, feared by even the most monstrous creatures.

Although it's not as good as [Destiny], it was still easily defeated by [Mask]?
Are you kidding me?
The Night Watch was supposed to be a team that specializes in killing monsters, so how did they get wiped out by a monster?

Overwhelmed with fear and shock, Wu Shou's idealized view of the Night Watchmen shattered completely.

He seemed to understand why this [Destiny] team valued [Mask] so much and was so determined to recruit him.

So it seems that fate is indeed more powerful.

One is someone who specializes in killing monsters but is then killed by them in return; the other is someone who wants to recruit monsters to his cause.

No wonder, over the years, the Night's Watch has become increasingly renowned, yet its numbers have dwindled with each battle, while the Fate, despite the Council's all-out efforts to suppress them, has only grown larger with each killing.

In the dim glow of the streetlights, Feng Mu slowly turned his head.

His gaze calmly swept over the red dragonfly and the wild beast that rushed out from the side, as well as the master of ceremonies who followed behind and Wu Shou who was huddled at the very back.

The beast's cry of "Don't panic, we're here to help you!" still echoed in my ears...

But he was certain that he had never met these faces before and did not recognize them at all.

How strange, where did these enthusiastic people come from?

As a villain, one might be more wary of inexplicable kindness from others than of inexplicable malice.

He frowned slightly, his cold voice clearly penetrating the mask and reaching the ears of the others:

"who are you?"

The voice was unusually cold, devoid of any expected kindness, containing only a chilling question.

The beast and the red dragonfly stopped in their tracks at the same time, meeting the eyes of [the masked one].

It wasn't the shape of a kaleidoscope, but rather the usual shape of a three-colored magatama, yet it was enough to make one feel the evil and eeriness hidden within, as well as a cold sense of vigilance.

Both the red dragonfly and the beast felt a sudden unease, but showed no fear on their faces, only glancing with a hint of annoyance at the Night Watchman who seemed to have fainted on the ground.

Their original carefully crafted plan was to first use the shared struggle against an enemy to build rapport, then win favor by presenting generous gifts, and finally, naturally extend an invitation to [fate].

But now...

The Night's Watchman is useless!

The beast muttered a curse in his heart, but his gaze suddenly lifted, and not far away, another Night's Watch figure came into view.

His pupils immediately dilated, and his face revealed undisguised ecstasy.

I almost forgot, there's one left!
Praise be to fate!
Feng Yuhuai, who was about to give chase from not far away, also braked suddenly, a terrifying chill shooting from the soles of his feet straight to his head.

She recognized Red Dragonfly and his group at a glance.

Although she still didn't know who these people were, the feeling of being controlled by puppets and fleeing in panic was a terrifying memory she would never forget.

At this moment, she still had control of her body, indicating that the puppet mother's "gaze" was not focused on her.

"Oh no!!!" Alarm bells rang in Feng Yuhuai's mind.

Last time, the puppet master forcibly controlled her to escape, which made her both angry and scared. This time, the puppet master slacked off and didn't control her to escape, which made her even angrier and scared!

"Damn it, that person is looking this way!!!"

Almost at the same time as the beast looked over with ecstatic joy, Feng Yuhuai suddenly spun his toes on the ground and shot out like an arrow.

Without the slightest hesitation, she burst forth at top speed and ran away without looking back.

"I wouldn't say I abandoned my boyfriend just because I was in danger. After all, those people didn't seem to have any ill intentions towards [Masked], and my teammates even fell down. This was a wise strategic retreat."

"[Masked] should understand me and won't blame me, right?"

As Feng Yuhuai fled, he frantically tried to justify his actions to himself.

The Beast and the Red Dragonfly's expressions hardened further; the other Watchman's reaction was so swift that it caught them off guard—he had fled far too decisively.

Logically speaking, anyone who sees their companion get instantly killed by a monster, and then sees new helpers appear beside the monster, would run away if they had a sound mind.

But the problem is, you're a member of the Night's Watch, aren't the Night's Watch members always fighting to the death?

The emcee managed to pry open his blood-covered eyelids through the blood-soaked black cloth.

Of course, it couldn't be white eyes; it was just the most ordinary, bloodshot, pitch-black pupils.

Nonsense, with the [mask] right in front of him, he must have a death wish to roll his eyes like that.

Although he could open his eyes and not look at [the mask], he was actually afraid that he would lose control of himself.

It's like in the dead of winter, you know you shouldn't lick the ice on the iron railings, but when someone repeatedly tells you "Don't lick it," that rebellious impulse grows wildly inside you until you inexplicably stick out your tongue.
For the emcee, the mask was like a block of ice, but also the person whispering seductive words in his ear.

He struggled to control himself, avoiding the Mask's gaze, and looked at the Night's Watchman's fleeing figure, a rare look of confusion on his face:

"How strange. The Night's Watch have learned to run away too?"

The emcee shook her head, took a deep breath, reached out and gently patted the beast's stiff back, then slowly walked out from behind her.

He kept his head down, deliberately avoiding the masked man's face, focusing only on his shoes, his voice gentle and kind:
"Let me introduce myself. I am the emcee, and these two are my companions, the Beast and the Red Dragonfly."

He turned slightly to the side, pointed at the two of them, and continued to explain:

“We have no ill intentions toward you. On the contrary, my companions saw you being attacked by the Night's Watch and simply wanted to lend you a helping hand.”

Please don't misunderstand, we are all kind-hearted people who came with good intentions.

The emcee silently added in his mind, "But you don't seem to need much help."

However, after circling his thoughts on his tongue, he wisely swallowed them back; some truths are better left unsaid.

He didn't give [Masked] a chance to question him, quickly steer the conversation to the next stage, and said with a smile:

"Really, look, the beast even prepared a special gift for you beforehand for today's meeting..."

(End of this chapter)