Roger seemed to be lost in thought.
After a while, he raised his head and said, "Sure, this will be your assessment for joining the patrol team. Both of you can come together."
Ma Jiafeng's face showed anger.
He and his brother were both Triple Awakening experts, and they had a tacit understanding with each other. Even a Fourth Awakening expert would have to temporarily avoid the wind.
However, in the next moment, Roger released part of his aura.
This aura was fleeting.
Ma Jiafeng's face became solemn. He no longer hesitated, called his brother, and the two stood side by side.
Outside the field.
The hunters also widened their eyes.
They didn't expect to have the opportunity to see a battle of this level.
"The Hammer Brothers actually joined forces. I'm afraid this is the first time."
"Can Captain Roger win?" They were nervous.
"It's hard to say." An analyst's eyes flashed, "If it's a one-on-one, I'm more optimistic about Captain Roger. But if it's one against two, I think Captain Roger will be at a disadvantage."
"Bullshit, Captain Roger's strength is so strong. Even if he faces the Hammer Brothers together, he can still win."
"Captain Roger's strength is strong, but have you seen how strong he is? In the end, Captain Roger is just a high-ranking member of a small shelter. It's true that the Tree Shade Shelter is stronger than other shelters, but the Hammer Brothers are stronger than most of the strongest people in most shelters. Not to mention the two of them joining forces. Which side has a higher chance of winning?"
The analyst hit the nail on the head.
The hunters who still supported Roger were speechless.
After all, it's not a real life and death battle.
Neither of the Hammer Brothers used a weapon. They looked at each other and rushed towards Roger from the left and right.
The younger brother, Ma Jiaze, was short and fat, but his speed was faster. He took the lead and came to Roger's side, taking advantage of his height disadvantage to attack Roger's lower body.
Ma Jiafeng followed closely behind and threw a heavy punch.
His eyes flashed.
Such an attack, such a cooperation, how could Captain Roger take it?
…
…
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Punches and kicks collided, the wind blew, and the dust flew.
The onlookers couldn't help but cover their faces with their hands to block the flying dust.
They swallowed.
This kind of strength, this level of battle, was the first time many hunters present had seen it.
It was far more terrifying than they had imagined.
Many people realized that if they were the ones fighting, they would not even be able to last a single round before being defeated.
"Hey, aren't you the best at analyzing? Which side has the upper hand?"
Hearing this.
Cold sweat rolled down the analyst's forehead. "I, I, I can't even see clearly. How would I know who has the upper hand? But from the looks of it, it should be evenly matched."
Someone at the side shook his head.
The analyst was unconvinced. "Although I can't see it clearly, the two sides are going back and forth. Even if one side has the upper hand, the gap is definitely not that big. They are basically evenly matched."
The hunter glanced at him and shook his head again.
With his strength, he could see even more, but his expression was focused on the battlefield, too lazy to answer.
On the side, Lan Qingya's eyes also didn't blink. She stared at it for a while before letting out a long sigh of relief.
"That's because Captain Roger didn't use his full strength."
"You didn't use your full strength? Impossible, such a fierce battle, how could he hold back his strength? "
Lan Qingya shook her head. "It's precisely because Captain Roger is strong that he can completely control the rhythm of the battle. Even during the entire battle, Captain Roger is only defending, or rather, feeding the opponent."
In the field.
Ma Jiafeng's fist shot out like a cannonball. In his eyes, there was only Roger's figure.
He had entered the most focused state of battle.
This state made him excited.
He felt that in this state, he could exert 120% of his strength.
After a long time.
The three separated. The Hammer Brothers were panting.
In this battle, they fought freely. A lot of their clothes were torn, looking ragged, and they were sweating profusely.
Both of them had a satisfied look on their faces.
At this time.
Ma Jiafeng looked at Roger, whose expression didn't change, and suddenly realized something.
No wonder he could fight so smoothly. In retrospect, there seemed to be a lot of mistakes in the battle just now that were corrected.
This was a guided battle.
Captain Roger's strength was far stronger than he imagined.
He couldn't even know what level Captain Roger had reached.
Ma Jiafeng wasn't depressed. Instead, he was excited, grateful, and respectful.
He admitted defeat and admitted his shortcomings. He had wanted to work hard to become stronger and challenge Captain Roger one day.
Then he heard the other party said, "You passed the patrol assessment."
… …..
Lindong, South Gate.
There were still a lot of survivors coming and going here every day. It was very lively.
Many hunters were still talking about yesterday's battle, looking very excited.
"You don't know, Wang Qiang's squad, who lives next door, made a big fortune yesterday. They killed a lot of demonic beasts on the frontline. They used to be poor and weak like us. But now, they changed their lives."
"Come on." The hunter next to him rolled his eyes, "Frontline? Do you know how many hunters died yesterday? Those who survived are indeed a lot. If you're envious, you can apply to go to the frontline next time you have a chance."
The two talked as they walked away.
Although he spoke with an envious tone, he could tell that the two of them were also wearing brand new weapons and equipment. From this, he could tell that they had also gained a lot from yesterday's large-scale mission.
These combatants who belonged to Lindong would show their passes to the soldiers guarding the gate when they came in and out. And the newly arrived survivors would line up at the registration desk next to them.
An ordinary-looking young man stood at the end of the line.
It was Gray Blade.
He changed his appearance a little to ensure that he wouldn't be recognized by Lin Wei's people.
After finishing the registration, Gray Blade walked into Lindong Shelter.
Just like before, there were many survivors at the entrance staring at the people coming in, looking for possible potential customers.
He was a guide.
Gray Blade ignored these people and pretended to be surprised and curious. As if he couldn't wait to stroll around Lindong Shelter, he quickly disappeared into the crowd.
But unlike those people who wandered around like headless flies, Gray Blade had a clear purpose.
He wanted to establish an intelligence agency in Lindong.
The space backpack he carried contained a lot of spirit stones and various equipment. He didn't lack any of these.
But he still lacked manpower, so he needed to solve it himself.
Gray Blade didn't care.
In his many years as an assassin, he often encountered this kind of situation. He needed to collect intelligence by himself and needed someone to act as an informant.
He was very familiar with this and already had a complete set of business processes.
Gray Blade walked into the aid area.
This was the most populated area in Lindong. There were tube-shaped buildings built here, and there was almost no distance between the buildings.
This place was called the refugee area by the upper class.
It was worthy of its name.
There were many people, dirty, messy and the environment was very complicated. If you weren't careful, you would get lost in it.
Gray Blade was familiar with the way. He walked along the narrow alley that could only allow two or three people to walk side by side. After turning left and right, he finally arrived at his destination.
A bar.
Forget Worries Bar was hung on it.
As a bar in the aid area, it was also the only bar in the entire area. Naturally, it didn't have a high grade and was very dilapidated.
But it was very lively inside. Even though it was daytime, there were still many people indulging themselves.
The noise reverberated in the bar.
After Gray Blade walked in, his face was expressionless as he automatically filtered out the noise. He just looked around, looking for something.
Soon, he walked towards a corner of the bar.
Compared to other places, this corner was quiet. There was only an old man staring at an empty bottle in his hand.
Gray Blade walked over and patted the table.
The old man raised his head, yawned, and asked, "What's the matter?"
Gray Blade drew a pattern on the table.
The old man's spirit rose a little, "What do you want? Just say it."
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