There are not many people inside a tavern, and these assassins have been transferred from outside the imperial capital in recent days, and they have been slaughtered by Su Ming alone.

When the trio reached the exit of the back door, 113 and 150 were engaged in a dozen or so Assassins.

The discovery of this stronghold meant that all operations were temporarily cancelled, and the group of Assassins had no choice but to leave first.

The people of the two secret forces were all experienced masters, and there were already corpses lying on the ground, and the two of them guarded the entrance until Su Ming and the three of them came.

"My lord, do you want to stay alive?"

"Don't stay."

The five of them attacked together, and the group of assassins was all killed in half a minute.

The patrol is always one step late, and when they see the corpses in the summer tavern, they are a little horrified, who dares to be so bold in broad daylight?

However, when the patrol team approached, it was discovered that the group of people was not dressed properly, and the corpses in one place were all dressed as assassins, and it was not difficult to guess the truth.

"Secret Force." Number 150 took out the identity token, and the patrol turned around and left.

"My lord, how should I check if I kill them all?"

"And."

The four of them followed Su Ming into the tavern, the originally mysterious and classical tavern was covered with blood, and the ground was a mess.

Su Ming walked to a wine cellar, and the dimly lit room was filled with large and small wine jars.

"There's a secret passage?" Fifteenth looked around, and could not see any place where there were Tibetans.

Su Ming raised Long Yuan, the tip of the knife facing downward.

"Whew!"

The straight blade sank into the soil and made a slight popping sound, Su Ming stabbed three times in one go, and after a while, a ground in the corner lifted the floor, and a trembling man crawled out of it.

"Spare your life!" As soon as the man crawled out, he knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, and he hid underneath with several tavern bartenders and waitresses, and was suddenly stabbed to death by a light arrow coming out of his head.

There was also a waitress who crawled out together, so scared that she couldn't even stand up straight.

"It's you who are in contact with the void and are responsible for contacting?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"Whose property is this?"

"I... My ......"

Long Yuan turned and cut off one of his hands, and the man rolled to the ground and screamed.

"Whose property is this?"

"Yes, the inheritance of the Cult! I'm just in charge of taking care of it here! The man didn't dare to hide anything, and he lost a hand before he could say it clearly.

"Who do you usually contact?"

"Murphy of the Cult."

"When will I be contacted? How to get in touch? ”

"It's usually her who contacts me! I don't know how to find him, my lord, believe me, spare my dog's life! I have 80 ...... on it."

Long Yuan waved it, and the rest of the man's words were held in his stomach.

"Who invented this vulgar rhetoric?" Su Ming muttered quietly.

"My lord, this woman?" Inquiry No. 15.

Su Ming gave him a look and asked him to solve it by himself.

Fick Ribbon from the corner is brought over by 113 after she has been handed over from another secret unit, and then taken to the tavern by 113.

Seeing the corpses on the ground, Fix knew she would never be able to turn back.

"The online is to take the initiative to contact here, and there is no clue in this stronghold."

"There are three more outside the imperial capital, we have to hurry, there may be eyeliner around to find something strange here."

"Don't look at me like that! I'm not going to play tricks! Fix looked at Su Ming's slightly questioning eyes and explained.

"How many people are in each stronghold?"

"At least 50."

"50......" Su Ming leaned on the bar and thought.

"Come here." Called No. 15 Su Ming to say something to him.

……

Although the interior of the imperial capital is prosperous, when it comes to the periphery, the nearby architectural scene is becoming more and more dilapidated.

The stinky streets are littered with garbage, and it's hard to imagine that this is the scene of the imperial capital.

"I lived in this kind of life when I was a child, and I had to join the void in order to survive." Fix sat in the carriage and lifted the curtains, looking at the scenery outside and sighed.

"When I was a child, my mother said that if there were no diseases and accidents, it would be acceptable to be poor, but when she died of illness, I realized that the world is not fair."

"I've always tried to be a master, but I've almost forgotten my original intention to live ......"

Fixes sat opposite Su Ming, covering her face with a bitter expression.

Su Ming, who closed his eyes and recuperated, opened his eyes, of course this world is not fair, who is still motivated if it is fair?

"Who is the Void made of?"

"Orphans, soldiers, some desperate masters."

"Soldiers?" Su Ming was a little puzzled by this answer.

"There are a lot of them, and I can recognize their movement habits."

"Who's the highest upline you've ever reached?"

"Royals."

"What?" Number 15 shouted in surprise.

Su Ming frowned, if the royal family was also involved, then things would become a mess.

"Which royal?"

"I don't know, it's his men who came into contact with us, and I heard him call his master His Highness."

"Cult of God, parliamentarians, royal family. This pool of water is getting muddy and ......" Su Ming understood why the old king knew about the void, but he couldn't easily pull it out.

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Passing through the city gate, the people on both sides walked bustling on the street, and most of them were in shabby clothes and withered faces.

They are trapped in a cage of visible and invisible beings.

The houses around the city gate turned from bricks to mud, and the road was dusty, and the pedestrians on both sides consciously avoided the carriage when they saw it.

The outside of the city and the inside of the city are like two worlds, and the outside is not much better than Prang.

The three strongholds were all divided into villages outside the city, and when they reached the entrance of a village, several people advanced on foot.

The villagers watched the few people wrapped in robes and face shields a little wary, and from time to time bare-bottomed children could be seen playing on the road.

"You're really good at choosing places." Number 15 said, looking at the scene around him.

"You want to laugh at me for speaking out, there's no need to beat around the bush."

There were many stares cast around, and there was no hostile spirit lock for the time being.

"Do you usually travel to cover up?"

"Of course I don't hide it."

"Did you see anyone you knew?"

"Nope."

……

Su Ming and a few people stopped at a restaurant, just like ordinary tourists who came here to eat, and the nearby villagers gradually dispelled their suspicions.

Several people gathered around, and after a while, the figure of No. 113 appeared next to Su Ming.

"How?" Fix asked.

"If you hadn't been in contact with the Void since you were caught, I would have wanted to kill you right now."

No. 113's eyes are cold, and his expression is hidden in the mask, and there is no joy or anger in his face.

"How many are there?"

"More than 200, it is estimated that there are seven or eight masters with similar bosses." No. 113 replied to Su Mingdao.

"You must have been eyeliner!"

"My lord, do you want to kill?"

"It's dark again, it's too obvious now." Su Ming finished eating the coarse grain in his hand, and everyone followed him away.

200 people representing the three strongholds came here, and the thoughts of both sides trying to catch a pot collided.

When night came, the villagers had already fallen asleep.

Su Ming and the others slowly approached the hidden stronghold, which was located in the castle of the few rich people in the village and town.

"This group of people came prepared, there must be eyes outside." Fixes looked at the stronghold and considered how to get inside.

"Those people are in the underground space, I see people entering and exiting the underground entrance, there must be tunnels around."

Number 113 told the information he saw.

"And it's hard to keep a live mouth, and if the people of the organization fail, they will bite the poison sac in their mouths." Fixes knew the Assassins well.

"What's your idea?"

"I'll give it a try."

He walked straight to the castle in front of him, which was far away from the civilian houses next to it.

Because of their hierarchical status, the villagers would neither suspect the strangeness of the large number of people inside, nor would they observe them with curiosity.

Su Ming walked to the road in front of the castle and stopped to observe for a while, like a passerby curious about the castle style.

He looked at it for a moment and then walked away, confused.

Ten minutes later, Su Ming and No. 113 stood in front of the castle and beckoned to them.

"Strange, isn't there anyone watching outside? Or does the organization not know that we are coming? But why ......?"

"The eyeliner is off."

"How did you do that!" Fixes looked confused.

The principle is very simple, No. 113 sneaks next to Su Ming, and then Su Ming locks the location of the monitor through the breath rhythm.

It sounds simple, but if you can't meet any of the conditions, you can't pull out the eyeliner.

The castle was blocked by a high wall, and Fix, due to her injuries, stayed outside with a member of the secret army to watch the wind.

Su Ming also brought the three members of the old councillor to protect him this time, and he must catch it in one pot.

No. 113 was the first to enter, but fortunately, the people of this world did not train wolves to be watchdogs, so he climbed the wall stealthily and observed the situation inside.

After a while, No. 113 signaled that he was fine, and Su Ming and the others also climbed up.

It is said to be a wall, but it is actually the outer wall of the building that surrounds the castle, and the magnates of Dekeld like to be surrounded by the inferior and surrender.

It was originally the domain of a powerful person, but his descendants sold the property and was bought as a stronghold.

The terrain inside is empty, and weeds on the ground grow and wither through the cracks in the floor.

The group of assassins were all concentrated in the castle, and Su Ming and the others came out of the imperial capital and dressed up in disguise, so the eyeliner outside did not recognize them.

After a day of waiting, one of the Assassins, who was standing guard outside, was bored walking around when his head was suddenly blown open by a stealthy bullet.

With the help of infrared and thermal imaging technology, the surveillance assassins were killed.

It's a pity that there are no points for killing these assassins, Su Ming put away his firearms and jumped off the roof, and the seven people approached the castle lightly.

Su Ming flipped in through a window, the rhythm of his breath was comparable to perspective, and he could immediately detect it when someone came.

As one of the Void members walked around the corner, a long knife stabbed him in the neck.

The rest of the secret forces also dispersed, each looking for the assassin inside.

The purpose of the few people is to find the assassins' upline, and by the way, destroy all the hidden members here.

The area of the castle is very large, the ground floor is thousands of square meters of space paved with stone slabs, and the old castle has been eroded over the years, showing many cracks and falling off.

A group of people searched from room to room, and the usual members of the Void were no match for them.

The seven of them spent half an hour cleaning up the Void members on the first floor, changing into the Void members' clothes, and they prepared to enter the multi-person space underground.

The entrance to the underground space was in a corridor on the left side of the castle, and through the dimly lit staircase, Su Ming came to a brightly lit underground hall.

There were many members of the Void who came and went, wrapped in paper in their hands, and walked through the middle of the hall.