Two screens on the computer desk, one of which shows twelve surveillance screens, and the other is using Zhang Yang to find the architectural drawings of the castle from his computer, and is virtually generating a 3D modeling map. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Fortunately, the computer was super configured, and after a few seconds, he looked at the 3D castle made of lines, and then looked at the flashing green light points in it and confirmed: "You are on the third floor now?" ”

Mortiste's eyes moved, and the curvature of his lips softened a little: "Yes." ”

Zhang Yang glanced at the scattered red dots of light, then at the surveillance screen, and laughed gloatingly.

"Get ready to run, everybody's coming for you."

Mortiste's face froze, looking at the two corpses at his feet, it seemed that they had instruments on them to locate each other, and did not hesitate, although the other party's tone sounded unreliable, he still opened the door directly.

"Turn right, you have six seconds, go up the second step of the stairs on the right, four, three......"

The so-called "everyone" is naturally an exaggeration, but there are indeed thirteen red dots approaching his position nearby, and when the "one" in Zhang Yang's mouth sounds, Mortist's feet fall on the second step. At the same time, the camera in the corridor that was slightly changed by Zhang Yang happened to turn back, and the picture stopped at the position of the first step, and above the stairs, two members walked by, but due to the blind spot between the compartments, he could not be found at all.

"Four seconds, walk into the first room on the left-hand side of the fourth floor."

He didn't ask Zhang Yang why he wanted him to go up to the fourth floor, and the two of them, who were extremely sensitive to time, almost didn't have to deliberately calculate, and in the fourth second, Mortiste stepped into the room and covered the ****.

"Eight seconds later, two people will walk past a position in front of your door, and within three seconds, two people will be dragged into the room, is there a problem?"

"Yes."

All surveillance in the entire castle has been taken over by Zhang Yang, just to avoid alarm, he only makes some adjustments imperceptibly when needed. Otherwise, if he is discovered by the other party and completely cuts off the surveillance, he will lose his "eyes".

Just those minor changes are enough to be monitored without dead ends. Leave a gap that is staggered in an instant, and with this gap in hand, all the monitoring is useless to them.

Zhang Yang looked at the surveillance at the staircase on the fourth floor, and two people were approaching. The moment they walked to the door, the surveillance happened to leave the two of them, and three seconds later, the screen turned back to the two of them.

"Leave the room in seven seconds......" Zhang Yang clenched his fists slightly and continued to speak.

Next, under the guidance of the "eye of the sky", Mortiste walked calmly and elegantly in the heavily guarded castle, like a messenger from hell in the rain of bullets.

Sneak, dodge. Assassinate...... The incomparably precise and tacit cooperation between the two is not only based on Zhang Yang's accurate prediction, but also on Mortiste's amazing strength, nearly twenty people died, without the slightest movement, and there were several challenges that even Zhang Yang felt harsh, but he seemed to be at ease. So much so that Zhang Yang began to suspect that even without his help, these people alone would not be able to cause him any trouble.

In an atmosphere where all searchers are on the verge of a great enemy. The two of them chatted casually as if they were in an autumn café.

"You've always been alone?" Zhang Yang asked the question he wanted to know the most.

"Yes."

Zhang Yang's heart was shocked, he secretly smacked his tongue, shook his head vigorously before asking again: "What's going on this time...... Turn right, six seconds. The fourth room on the left hand. ”

"I took the task, but it was a carefully prepared trap, and the other party had a person of the same level, and I didn't find out in time."

Publicity, as a killer, except for the Assassin Alliance. They naturally have other channels to undertake the task, and the process is a bit like when they calculated the "Snow Snake", with their hearts and minds, not to mention that there are people of the same level, no wonder he needs his own help, and sure enough, these small fish and shrimp do not pose a threat to him.

"Who has such a deep hatred and hatred to kill you at such a great cost...... Three seconds later, go out and turn left and go downstairs. ”

Zhang Yang's vision is not low now, he is trained in the space every night, even if he has not seen the other party make a move, he can judge that the opponent's strength has reached at least A-level, and it will definitely cost a lot of money to ask someone who is sure to snipe him.

"Augusto, patriarch of House Isel, I killed his brother Antonio."

Antonio...... The name seems familiar...... The staircase stopped, two seconds, two people. ”

After a soft crunch of bones, the other party's voice continued to sound: "Well, it's the first task we worked on. ”

Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment, remembering the third target confirmed when he competed with the "Joker", due to the identity of the target mafia, this task was not accepted for a long time, so Zhang Yang was deeply impressed.

"It's him...... So, I have a part in this? ”

"I don't want to say that, but ...... Yes. ”

“……”

This is the end of the chat between the two.

The other party is not cold, but he is really not good at talking, and he often asks a question before he answers.

Silently, following the path through the complicated buildings, Mortist's figure had already appeared on the second floor, stopping at a corner.

After turning the corner, there is a short corridor, and unlike the panoramic camera that rotates before, at the end of the corridor, there is a static monitor, and it is impossible to control its rotation. Three searchers were descending the stairs in the middle of the hallway.

Zhang Yang intercepted an unmanned video and played it repeatedly in the surveillance room, and Mortiste followed his instructions and walked to the stairs, and this figure finally appeared in the picture that only Zhang Yang could see.

Slender figure, black windbreaker, and blonde hair, this is Zhang Yang's first impression of him, because he has avoided surveillance before, so he naturally did not appear in Zhang Yang's eyes.

Similarly, Zhang Yang also saw the temporary wound bandaging on his right arm, but now was not the time to ask questions.

"Preparation, Three, Two......"

As soon as the word "two" came out, one of them seemed to step on the air, and suddenly staggered forward, his eyes shook violently, and he suddenly screamed in his heart that it was not good, but at this moment, Mortist, as expected, suddenly rushed out of his body and swept in front of the figure that fell forward.

The figure still fell forward to the ground, but the blood of the tent poured out from his neck, and Mortiste's figure, which seemed to be completely unaffected by inertia, suddenly turned into a phantom from the momentum of rushing forward, flashing in front of the two people who were separated from each other on the stairs, and the cold blade cut their throats before the two of them even had time to speak.

The speed that erupted at this moment made Zhang Yang in front of the computer instantly stunned.

"Impossible ......" (To be continued.) )