"You don't have to wait for me, you go back to the company first." Arriving at the destination, Wren said.

He put away his books, pulled the curtains, and jumped out of the car.

Garcia, who was in the carriage, was a little tired and said, "Okay, boss." ”

When we arrived in the city of Diramo, it was already early in the morning, and the streets were deserted under the bright moonlight.

Watching Garcia drive away in the carriage, Wren put his hands in his pockets and turned his head into the affair apartment.

He made his way to the basement level, pushed the door open, and entered the brightly lit mission hall.

The landlady, Elena, in a floral dress and a cigarette in her mouth, sat in a mahogany chair with a pile of papers in her hand and was flipping through them.

"Wren, what's the matter at this late hour? Declare in advance that this point can no longer be called a girl. ”

Glancing up at him, Elena's lips moved and she said hello.

"The girl can't be called, but the business can still be done, and the work that is more profitable than the skin and meat business has been sent to the door." Wren smiled faintly.

He didn't hesitate, took out a few pieces of paper directly from his jacket pocket, handed them to Elena, and explained: "Narcos Matt is a member of the Night Clown, this is the location information of several of his connectors and suspected strongholds, I ...... tonight"

Wren spoke quickly and told him the ins and outs of the matter, and he had to hurry up, otherwise the news would be worthless.

Elena subconsciously licked her lips after hearing this, a trace of excitement flashed in her eyes, and she immediately stood up from her chair.

With Elena's movements, her hair was windless and automatic, and her thick palms were glowing with gray light, and she squeezed hard.

Boom

A wave of qi set off, and the thick bloody qi spread, and gray light swambled in the air like a swimming fish, and finally converged on her palm.

Wren on the side narrowed his eyes, although his appearance was not good, but this martial arts master nicknamed "Storm Ape" was much stronger than Marcello.

Elena raised her blue-gray blurred wrist, and her gaze distorted there, she looked at Wren and said, "You're just selling news?" Do not mix a hand. ”

The Night Clown, an underground organization, runs a lucrative gray business, and is a real fat sheep.

"I don't have time right now, so the intelligence fee can be cheaper, but I ask for a share afterwards." Wren said after a moment of silence.

It is not easy to chase down the Night Clown, this organization is very strong, there are too many interests involved in secret, and there must be many master-level powerhouses.

Matt is only responsible for selling drugs, and does not belong to the core of the organization, but he can still manage such a wide network and gather enough resources to be promoted to the fourth order, it is not difficult to imagine how strong the person who controls the supply channels will be.

Even if he was involved, it wouldn't be of much use, but to the Witcher Guild, the Night Clown was still just a fat sheep.

Slightly surprised, Elena nodded and said, "No problem, follow the rules, provided that there is a harvest."

Time is of the essence, I need to gather people now, and work with Game 7, and we'll talk about the reward later. ”

With that, she walked over to a counter and pressed her palm against a white metal ball, spreading out an invisible ripple.

Half a minute later, a rush of footsteps came from the hallway, and it was clear that there were quite a few people gathered outside.

"Working with the 7th Bureau? I thought the association would go it alone. Wren said with a little surprise.

Since you cooperate with others, you naturally have to divide your interests.

Elena locked all the counters, extinguished the chandelier, and pressed her finger against a wall, and gray light flowed into the wall.

A white light lit up, and a lotus-like formation pattern appeared on the ceiling, slowly spinning.

Elena beckoned Wren to go out with her, the mission hall was temporarily closed.

The two walked out together, and she explained: "Don't underestimate the Night Clown, in addition to the members of the organization, this organization must have the support of saints and many big people behind it.

They may not end up in person, but they definitely nurture some people and make huge profits for them. ”

Wren suddenly realized that it was the same as when he pushed Higg to the front of the stage, but the big names were even more disgraceful.

Even if their agents are eliminated, they will not jump out, they will only support another one, as long as they are hidden enough, no one knows the true identity of those big people.

Perhaps, some great nobles are one of them, and they may still be the image of Wei Guangzheng in the eyes of the world.

"However, those agents are not easy to deal with, in addition to them, there are some heroes who do this business because of various problems.

Matt is dead, and may have been scared, and if you want to follow the clues, it will be much easier to have the 7th game to join. Elena added.

Wren pondered for a moment, he felt that Matt was not anyone's agent, he was doing this for himself.

If that's the case, Thorn Security is lucky, at least it won't offend a real big man, after all, it's not easy to support agents.

Although he is not afraid of offending him, it is good to have less trouble.

The two of them walked out of the mission hall, and on both sides of the corridor, dozens of transcendents wearing black trench coats were already standing.

They are all meticulously checking the equipment and are on standby at any time, and it has to be said that the efficiency of the association is very high.

30 second-order [White Hunters], 20 third-order [Black Hunters], and two [Demon Hunter Masters], of course, they are not all real Demon Hunter classes.

Wren sensed that there were at least ten transcendent professions in this group of people, who could carry out various kinds of cooperation and have a variety of tactics.

Archer, Mage, Tank, Jungler...... Fully located, this is a hunting squad that lives in a cheating apartment.

Everyone looked at Wren, such a young master-level powerhouse is still rare, but no one knows him, and the budding Wren of the association is also observing them.

A faint bloody aura filled the air, unlike the two new squads under Randy, this level of evil aura should be the old establishment of the association.

This is the first time Wren has felt the essence of the association, and this group of people must have experienced a hundred battles and cooperate tacitly.

This is just a three-star squad, and it is said that those five-star squads can hunt and kill saints, so you can imagine how terrifying it is.

"This is the three-star Lancet, which has been established for more than 500 years and is currently based in the city of Diramo." Elena smiled and introduced.

Wren nodded, his eyes fixed on a thin-faced man wiping a teal-painted Force firearm.

"Hello, young master. I'm the Vice Captain of the Assassins, Matthew Anderson. Feeling Wren's gaze, he took the initiative to say hello.

"I'm Wren Ackerman, hello, Master Anderson." Wren responded with a smile.

The opponent is a [Lock Sky Gunner], whose strength is about the beginning of the fourth order, and he is holding a masterpiece-level Force firearm in his hand.

This can't help but remind him of an "old friend".