But just when Grace and Ghostfire reached a consensus, the mirror on the side suddenly added: "The power of various governments, once united, is also quite terrifying, and now they don't know who the real enemy is, so they can't reflect it, and when they find us, it won't be so easy to solve this matter." ”

“…… What do you want to say?" Iron Fish couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard this.

"What I want to say is that in addition to governments, hundreds of thousands of intelligence officers, police and even the military, we have some other enemies, the more times like this, the more careful we are about their plots, the legion and the white blood have joined forces, and the film club is always ready to pounce on us. Seeing that the others did not have their own vision, the mirror showed a contemptuous expression on his face.

The dark group has never been a long-term cooperative relationship, and if the organization is encircled and suppressed by the countries of the world this time, then a few other groups may only fly up and take advantage of the situation to divide up the power and resources of the organization and use it to strengthen their own actions.

"There is some truth in that, but this is not absolute, if those idiots still have a little bit of wisdom, then they should understand that this time is a problem for all of us, if they don't lend a hand, then at least they shouldn't fall into the ground, or it will be the result of everyone ending together. Onihuo interjected.

"I don't know about the others, but the guys in the Intelligence Alliance, they have an accurate grasp of the development of the situation, I can try to use them to give some warnings or hints to other groups to prevent them from acting rashly. Grace thought about it and took the initiative to propose.

"That's a good idea, so let's ask the doll princess to take a trip!" Mirror immediately agreed.

So Grace quickly made an ok gesture, followed by the impatient ghost fire who was already sitting there, and then stood up first, and after sweeping her eyes over a few people, she asked, "Is there anything else?" If not, then I will leave this cold ghost place, there are still a lot of things waiting for me to deal with in the United States." ”

"Let's go, let's go, everyone is responsible for their own affairs, I guess we won't meet again in a short time, let's use an agent to communicate with each other for the next thing." ”

"Agreed!"

……

Then, Grace was the first to leave the underground, and with the toucan that had been waiting for a long time, the two of them boarded the seaplane together, and the ghost fire and several of them also took their own way and quietly left the Canadian seas......

Twenty hours later, in a corner of the city in Amsterdam, the Netherlands, in a glittering neighborhood, a club was operating a night club;

In a hall where laser lights are constantly shining, the music is deafening, and then the sexy dancers on more than a dozen independent circular stages are all doing their best to please the guests in front of them, and unlike the usual dance clubs, the customers here are watching the performance in a circle of backrest sofas, and a number of topless waitresses shuttle around, constantly serving drinks and drinks to each table.

It seems that this kind of place is naturally the corner where all the darkness and evil are more likely to breed, so while most of the guests are immersed in the hot show in front of them, the thugs hired by the three clubs drag a man, quickly walk out the back door, and throw the man into a dark and dirty alley with a casual wave of his hand.

......The man who was thrown out of the club let out a scream after falling to the ground, but unfortunately this did not arouse the pity of the three thugs behind him, and they quickly came up again and gathered around the fallen man.

"Mr. Hill, I'm sorry to be so rude to you, but if you dare to do anything to our girl next time, then I'll cut off the thumbs of both of your hands, can you hear clearly?" said the leader slowly, taking the time to stuff a cigarette into his mouth.

"I, I, I just drank a little too much at one moment. And the man who was lying on the ground, who never raised his head too much, replied intermittently, and his tone sounded a little unconvinced.

"5 times, this is the 5th time. After the thug's head finished coldly, he waved his hand holding the cigarette and ordered unceremoniously, "What are you waiting for? ”

"Hey, hey, good head. Then the other two thugs sprang into action, punching and kicking the man who had fallen to the ground, and the alley immediately resounded with a shrill scream from the man known as Mr. Hill.

Something like this happens here every few days, so the people passing by are already not surprised, and a few young women passing by deliberately stop and gesture their middle fingers at Mr. Hill on the ground, laughing loudly at his failure and embarrassment, and then quickly leaving the alley.

After a full 1-2 minutes, the two thugs who were panting and puffing for 1-2 minutes followed behind the smoking leader, patted their butts and returned to the back door of the club, leaving Mr. Hill where he was.

Then, the minutes and seconds passed, and it was not until more than ten minutes later that Mr. Hill, with a blue nose and swollen face, struggled to get up, staggered to the mouth of the alley, sat down against the wall on one side to rest again, and spat out a mouthful of bloody spit with his head tilted.

At this moment, from the corner of the street, an inconspicuous black sedan slowly drove over, and then stopped about 5-6 meters away from Mr. Hill, and then a white man in a black coat with a capable expression got out of the passenger seat, stood vigilantly beside the car, first looked around, and then stared at Mr. Hill, who was huddled in the corner.

It's just that at this time, Mr. Hill didn't respond at all to the white man's gaze, just sitting in the corner of the wall, muttering something in his mouth, and his eyes staring at the ground, looking dazed and helpless.

After a full minute, the white man in the black coat, he finally moved, quietly walked in front of Mr. Hill, slowly squatted down, and slowly stretched out his right fist towards Mr. Hill's eyes, and on the knuckle of the man's right fist, a ring was carved into a straight line and two identical faces on both sides of the straight line.

“…… You're not a mirror!" After a brief pause in silence at the sight of the ring, Mr. Hill's eyes sharpened and he finally began to speak.

But Mr. Hill startled the white man as soon as he opened his mouth, and the unattainable Mirror Lord, who was feared by everyone in the organization, turned out to be nothing more than this in Mr. Hill's mouth, and people did not feel the slightest awe.

"Lord Mirror, he's in the car over there, and I hope you can come over and talk?" Whatever was really in his mind, the white man faithfully and quickly extended the invitation.

"Do you know who I am?" but Mr. Hill, unmoved, chose to continue.

"I don't know, but judging by Lord Mirror's orders, you should be a heavyweight. ”

“……”

"Please put ...... My lord. ”

Seeing that the other party said this, Mr. Hill had no choice but to stand up with the help of the white man, and then got into the back seat of the black car, and after the white man returned to the passenger seat, the car quickly left the street and drove southwest of Amsterdam.

"Long time no see, Mistress Mist!" said to the mirror sitting in the back seat as he accosted Mr. Hill, the only Behemoth Knight in the group with the same status as the diners, a Hispanic man who appeared to be about 50 years old.

It's a pity that the mist didn't appreciate it at all, and he didn't even glance at the handkerchief handed by the mirror, but lowered his head and asked coldly: "I know that there will be no good thing to meet you, let's say, what is the Lord Mirror looking for me?"

"Don't worry, Lord Mist, moisten your throat first!" he retracted his handkerchief and handed Mr. Hill a bottle of liquor in a small kraft paper bag.

As a result, his gift was much more popular than a handkerchief, and Mr. Hill grabbed it, threw it on his neck, and then the wound at the corner of his mouth was irritated by the spirits, and Mr. Hill sat there again with a pained expression.

And this time, Mirror didn't interrupt Hill's muttering, but waited patiently for about 20 minutes, until Hill himself stopped, and Mirror hesitated and said: "Lord Mist, you ...... what happened in America recently"

"I know it all, Lord Lord, you came to me, you didn't want me to solve this matter, did you?" Half a bottle of spirits was in his stomach, and Mr. Hill's mental state was obviously a lot calmer, not to mention that his face was still blue and purple, but his words immediately became sharp and logical.

However, instead of answering Mr. Hill's question right away, Mirror turned to other gossip: "Not long ago, several of our lords met to discuss the request of the diner, and he wanted to help the organization through this crisis at the cost of toothpicks. ”

"Toothpicks, what the hell is that?" asked Ciel, looking curious.

"The toothpick is a high-end strategic weapon in the hands of our division, which is stored on a commercial communication satellite in Japan, which is very important and precious. ”

"Since it's the property of your Plague Branch, it must be a weapon of mass destruction?" said Ciel.