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When Wang Dong and Luo Qing arrived, the manor was already brightly lit.

To the slight surprise of the two, the security guards who patrolled the inside and outside of the manor were wearing masks.

The uniform black suit, as well as a UMP submachine gun in each hand, showed that they were not professional killers who came to the annual convention.

After handing over the car to the waiter who received them, the two entered the villa hall arm in arm.

Before entering, the two underwent a security check.

It's also only symbolic, the killer organization has made it clear that it is not allowed to bring weapons to the annual convention, and no one will make trouble for themselves.

They weren't the first to come, and they weren't the latest.

Everyone wore masks, even the waiters who brought tea and water.

Almost all killers brought assistants with them, and assistants were always there for them.

As for who is the killer and who is the assistant, it can be seen from the position.

But it's not necessarily accurate, because no killer wants to reveal his identity, even if it's just his gender.

Luo Qing walked straight to the dining table, apparently hungry.

On this day, the two only had breakfast at the hotel.

Wang Dong was also hungry, but he didn't stay at the table to eat a large piece of bread, only took a few pieces of bread and a glass of sake with boiled water.

Is there a Japanese among the SSS-class professional killers?

There should be, otherwise why prepare bland and tasteless sake?

Wang Dong did not treat sake as wine, but used it for bread.

If there's milk, that's even better.

Luo Qing was not so gentle, standing at the table and gobbling it up.

Perhaps, someone will call her Hanako as someone who has mixed in.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Dong is also observing the situation around him, that is, those professional killers wearing masks.

There were less than two hundred people in total, and all of them had specially made masks, and only the organizers knew the code name for each mask.

To the professional killers in the hall, the other killers are strangers.

Communication between killers is limited to etiquette, generally polite greetings, at most a few pleasantries, and talking about inconsequential topics.

Wang Dong noticed that the tableware was made of plastic, and even the wine bottles were made of plastic.

In the hands of these top professional killers, not to mention metal cutlery, a glass bottle can become a killing weapon, and the organizers are very thoughtful.

At this time, a man wearing a Zeus mask walked towards Luo Qing.

Wang Dong didn't lean over, but pretended not to see it.

After a while, when the man greeted Luo Qing, Wang Dong walked over casually.

"Let me introduce you, this is my assistant, Mr. King."

Wang Dong nodded politely at the man, which was regarded as a greeting.

"'Ares', it's a pleasure to meet you."

The man was more enthusiastic and took the initiative to reach out.

Wang Dong was slightly stunned and shook hands with him.

"Handshake" is not a common greeting among killers.

Typically, killers try to avoid direct contact.

Of course, that person had no malice, and neither did Wang Dong.

The point is, "Ares" is not an ordinary codename, but the leader of the killer organization and the first SSS-level professional killer.

This guy is the creator of the killer organization?

Wang Dong couldn't help but look at the other party, but he didn't see anything famous, after all, he was wearing a mask and his body was tightly wrapped.

Probably a European, because "Ares" is the god of war in ancient Greek mythology.

After a while of small talk, "Ares" left.

At this time, the killers had arrived, and the security guards closed the door to the villa.

"Ares" appeared on the platform on the second floor and explained in five minutes the purpose of holding the annual convention, which was to promote communication between killers.

What is there to communicate with killers?

The focus is on the back.

Killer takes a 5% commission from each commission, and after deducting the daily operating expenses, the rest is the profit.

SSS-level professional killers are all equity holders of the killer organization, and they receive dividends according to their contributions, that is, points.

Obviously, this is the key to the fact that only SSS-class professional killers are eligible to participate in the annual conference.

According to the data released by "Ares", the net profit this year is as high as 150 million euros, and on average, each SSS-level professional killer can get 1.5 million.

Of course, it's not exactly the same, the more can get almost five million, and the few are only a few hundred thousand.

Subsequently, the assistant of "Ares" announced the details.

To Wang Dong's surprise, "Ice Blood Phoenix" was not the worst one, and received 2.5 million euros, ranking 28th.

The money will be remitted to the accounts of various professional killers within a few days.

Next, Ares launched an initiative to raise funds for children around the world who have suffered from war, and generously donated all the dividends.

Driven by "Ares", other killers donated generously, some donated millions, and some donated tens of thousands.

Luo Qing didn't ask Wang Dong, and donated all the 2.5 million dividends.

This move immediately attracted Luo Qing's attention, because she was the only killer other than "Ares" who donated all the dividends.

A killer who doesn't love money?

Obviously, there must be something else!

After the fundraiser ended, the banquet entered the free activity stage, and the door opened again.

"You're so generous."

Luo Qing smiled lightly and said, "What's the matter, I feel that my flesh hurts?" ”

Wang Dong smiled and didn't say anything more.

He didn't feel a pain in the flesh, but felt that Luo Qing had done a little too much.

Although no SSS-level professional killer is short of money, there really are no professional killers who don't love money.

Luo Qing donated 2.5 million euros, will he be suspicious when he attracts attention, and will it make "Ares" vigilant?

"I went to the bathroom. Looks like there's nothing more fun going on tonight. ”

"I'll go outside for a cigarette and meet in the garden later."

After Luo Qing entered the bathroom, Wang Dong took out his cigarette and walked towards the door.

It is now free to move, and there is no rule that you have to be in the lobby.

Besides, it's normal to go outside for a cigarette and get some fresh air, and not many killers stay in a stuffy room all the time.

Wang Dong was not worried about Luo Qing's safety.

In this world, there are really few people who can threaten Luo Qing.

The garden was very quiet, and there were a few killers standing in the corner or under the shade of a tree, just like Wang Dong, all of them came out to call for breath, and no one came to greet Wang Dong.

At this time, a figure hurriedly walking towards the parking lot attracted Wang Dong's attention.

Although it was only a glimpse, Wang Dong knew the back.

"Ares"!?

How could he go to the parking lot alone?

The banquet is not over, and there are still many killers who have not left, as the organizer, he should stay last, not the first to leave.

He got into the car, which was a BMW sedan.

Wang Dong glanced back, but Luo Qing hadn't come out yet.

When the BMW sedan started, Wang Dong did not hesitate any longer and walked towards the McLaren sports car parked not far away.