There are still twelve days before the fighting competition, and in the office center of the Security Affairs Building, several staff members are sitting in the office chatting boredly.

They are responsible for one of the most leisurely jobs in the whole of New Linfen, managing the verification of wanted missions. The wanted tasks issued by the Zhuxia Council are rarely completed. Very few security contractors would hunt down wanted criminals on the Wanted Playing card for that lucrative bounty.

One is that because it is thankless, all wanted criminals are hard to bite, and if you want to kill them, you need to pay a huge price.

The second is that it is very easy to attract terrorist retaliation, and those wanted criminals who are in the front of the queue usually have powerful organizations and vicious subordinates, and if they kill one, they will provoke a group.

Suddenly, a series of notifications sounded, which was a message from the system, and each message was a request for verification of the completion of a task.

"Is there something wrong with the system?"

A middle-aged woman cursed and turned off the card game and turned on the system to see what the notification was. Then, the glass of water in her hand fell to the ground, staring at the screen in amazement.

"This can't be!"

The screen is full of applications from security contractor Thorn Rose. After clicking on it, there are clear pictures, all of which are photos of dead people, and the names of the deceased are written on them. With trembling hands, she pulled up the stored wanted warrant from the system, comparing it with the dead man in the photo.

"Skinner's Deputy Leader: Xiao Bing."

"Black Fox Leader: Musotho."

"The leader of the Red Poison Bird, Lin Ya."

"The white wolf leader Kang Ape."

"Evil Leader Li Cup."

These are the most wanted criminals in the wanted system, the leaders of the Marauders, not the lone travelers at the bottom of the wanted system.

The woman picked up the internal phone and informed her superiors that she did not have the authority to pass the review of these tasks.

A middle-aged man who was obese and shaking fat all over his body ran out of the office in small steps. His body was still stained with the heavy aroma of fat powder, and he didn't even have time to wipe off the lip marks on his face.

"Are you sure you're not kidding, how could anyone kill so many marauder leaders in one sitting? Especially Xiao Bing, he is the deputy leader of the skinners! ”

But when he saw the pictures on the screen, he fell silent like a chicken with his neck choked.

Glancing at the staff members surrounding the screen, he shouted in a high-pitched voice.

"Go back to your posts, what's the point of being here?"

The middle-aged woman glanced at him.

"My lord, do you want to review it again, could it be a fake photo?"

"Fool, hurry up, if this is a forgery, all that is lost is the money of the council. If this is true, and those people come to the door with pickled heads, will you be able to hold back their wrath? ”

"Yes, yes!"

The middle-aged woman quickly passed all the review applications.

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The stronghold of the Freedom Brotherhood is still in a fierce exchange of fire at the moment, and from time to time gunshots like bursting beans rang out from the building. The rockets roared through the air, exploding into a cloud of scorching fire, shrapnel flying, tearing apart the soft, fragile flesh and blood.

Everywhere there were screams of people being wounded.

Even in the stronghold, Yang Fuqing still built a bunker for his soldiers to garrison.

"Hands up and surrender! Shoot or kill! ”

Someone shouted, and the recalcitrant Brotherhood of Liberty soldiers threw down their weapons and crawled out of their bunkers. They were all subordinates of Yang Fuqing who came with money, and they didn't have much loyalty to him, and seeing that the situation had become irreversible, they immediately began to surrender in batches.

The Great Elder wore a neat battle uniform and went straight through the lines of defense. Anyone who tried to stop him was blasted into the sky with a single psionic bullet along with the bunker.

The mechanical muscles of the two power armor hummed at full power, shattering the earthen wall in front of them, raising their cannons to aim at the Grand Elder.

But before they could pull the trigger, two psionic bullets easily pierced through the cockpit canopy, killing the driver inside. The power armor of the person who lost the manipulator instantly jammed and stopped like a sculpture.

"Your temper is still as hot as before, you are all brothers in the guild, why do you want to kill them like this."

She was followed by a gloomy old man, dressed in light leather armor and holding a glittering dagger in his hand.

He was Chen Cheng, another elder of the Freedom Brotherhood, who was nearly thirty years younger than the Great Elder. Because he only had the strength of the third energy level, he looked much older than the Great Elder.

"Yang Fuqing eats inside and outside, colludes with outsiders, I naturally want to get rid of it quickly, this is voted on by a show of hands at the elders' meeting, are you dissatisfied Chen Cheng?"

The Great Elder turned his head and glanced at him.

A thick bloody aura rushed straight towards him, so frightened that Chen Cheng took a few steps back, and he couldn't even hold the short sword in his hand He looked at the Great Elder with a shocked expression, he didn't expect that she still had such terrifying strength, and she didn't decline much compared to when she was young. It was as if the years had left no mark on her body.

Yang Fuqing's residence is large in size and luxuriously decorated, like a labyrinth. It's just that the mansion is now in disarray. Broken utensils and tattered seats were everywhere. Water and blood soaked the expensive carpets, and valuables had been removed.

A single shot shattered the heavy cast-iron gate, and the Great Elder's leather boots stomped on the ground with a crisp sound. She used her mental power to firmly lock on to Yang Fuqing's position and walked towards the room where he was.

The strong smell of alcohol came from the room, and Yang Fuqing was lying in a pile of wine bottles, already drunk.

The Great Elder stood in front of the door, frowning, looking at Yang Fuqing, who was red-faced and a little unconscious.

"Yang Fuqing, what you did has been exposed, and all the elders have unanimously decided to put you in a black prison."

The Black Prison is a prison dug underground by the Freedom Brotherhood to hold people who have seriously violated the rules of the Freedom Brotherhood. They will be thrown into a black prison and left to fend for themselves.

"Hehe, what do you mean I do?" Yang Fuqing's eyes were hazy, and he pointed at Chen Cheng, who was standing behind the Great Elder, with his finger: "Apart from you, the Great Elder, who else is following the rules that were set down eight hundred years ago. Chen Cheng, do you dare to pat your chest and say that you didn't do anything? ”

"Elder Yang, you're too drunk, it's better to keep your mouth shut."

Chen Cheng's face darkened, and he pressed his hand on the hilt of the short sword at his waist.

"Heh, the batch of cotton cloth you got last time was still something I helped you out, presumably the Great Elder wants to know where Chen Cheng got those cotton cloths, right?"

Yang Fuqing burped, but before he could continue, the sharp short sword in Chen Cheng's hand had already pierced his throat. His eyes widened and blood poured out of his mouth.

The Great Elder sighed lightly and did not go up to stop Chen Cheng.

"Chen Cheng, you are even more fierce than me."

The Brotherhood of Liberty is not the same Brotherhood of Liberty as it was decades ago. They have long since lost their original ideals, and the elders have treated their congregations as their own personal soldiers and confiners, and have engaged in some shady means to grab wealth. Yang Fuqing is just one of the longest stretching hands.

The reason why they agreed so happily to take Yang Fuqing. It's just because the Great Elder came up with a reasonable reason to divide Yang Fuqing's wealth.

If the Great Elder really detained Yang Fuqing, the other elders would think that she wanted to investigate deeply, and instead would join forces to deal with her. Yang Fuqing must die. Chen Cheng followed her here to personally kill Yang Fuqing, who represented the will of the other elders.

The Great Elder lit a candle, threw it on Yang Fuqing's corpse, and turned to leave. The alcohol was ignited and turned into a rolling flame, and it didn't take long for the flames to engulf the entire mansion and turn into ashes along with the incriminating evidence left by Yang Fuqing.

The Great Elder looked at the raging fire, the light of the fire reflecting her face uncertainly. Because she contributed the most, half of Yang Fuqing's weapons and congregation would become her trophies. But that was only the wealth on Yang Fuqing's face, and his selfish inheritance would eventually fall into the pockets of the other elders, so that they would have a lot to eat.

"Li Mu, Li Mei, before I die, I will give you a clean Freedom Brotherhood. I hope you will be able to use it to fulfill my father's ideals. (To be continued.) )