The Same Kind of People

After the pulse was released dozens of times, it stopped. Every soldier within dozens of meters of Su Xiao had been killed, and the stench of blood assaulted his nose.

Whoosh~

A palm-sized drone streaked over Su Xiao at high speed. Su Xiao wielded Dragon Slayer Flash and slashed at the air, sending a pale-blue Blade Glow flying out.

The small drone was extremely fast, but the Blade Glow was faster. It cleaved the drone in two, and the broken halves fell, plunging into the dirt.

"Brother, the 'T3K—Big Dragonfly' is very expensive. To think you cut it down with one slash like that. What a pity. With those neural reflexes, you must have undergone at least three enhancements, right?"

A bald Strong Man in a black leather jacket walked over. At least a hundred mechanical bees were circling around him.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Lan Jue. In every sense of the word, we're the same kind of people."

Lan Jue looked at Su Xiao with a smile.

"The same kind of people?"

Su Xiao sensed Lan Jue's aura. Indeed, it was different from that of every contractor he had encountered.

"That's right, the same kind of people. On my side, we're called Cleaners."

Lan Jue paused after saying this, as if waiting for something.

A moment later, Lan Jue asked tentatively, "Did you hear what I just said?"

Su Xiao raised an eyebrow before finally nodding.

"Just as I thought. Talking to someone of the same kind is refreshing. We don't get blocked."

The smile on Lan Jue's face became even more pronounced. He even reached up to touch his bald head. If not for the hundreds of mechanical bees circling him, the scene might have made people think he had come to befriend Su Xiao.