Catastrophe erupted, it was the end of the world. Survivors were surrounded by the impregnable wall, a new order was established... The desire for power, faith, and darkness pervaded each other, layer upon layer of brands imprinted in every corner of the heart. The virus wreaked havoc, were these humans' true colors? "I unexpectedly survive, I want to live." –Du Dian
Riley’s gaze moved slightly, but he did not ask.
Hawkeye looked at him and pondered for a while before saying, “Go and pick him up first. I will send Five Knights to assist you. This is the information of that ‘Joseph’. Don’t pick up the wrong one.”
Riley reached out and took it. After flipping through it, he nodded and said, “I understand.”
After Riley left, Hawkeye immediately called his secretary and asked her to write a few secret letters and send them to various places at the fastest speed.
“The military region, poor...”Hawkeye put away the secret letters and lit them on the candle. He sighed softly.