The Assassins' League fortress was built on a cliff face, and the only way to get to and from the fortress was by helicopter and cableway, so the fortress also had a helipad and an underground hangar where dozens of various aircraft were parked.

Originally, Damian's idea was to glide lightly if he left alone, so as not to be tracked by the locator installed on the helicopter, but now that the secret party of the East Palace has been revealed, the group of ninjas who swore to follow him can no longer continue to lurk in the Assassin Alliance, and if they want to lead them together, they can only take a helicopter.

Even if he is tracked down now, it doesn't matter, if his grandfather and mother are sensible enough, they shouldn't have the guts to harass him in the short term.

The two leaders were shocked by the young master, and no one in the Assassin Alliance dared to stop this team, and a group of people and horses sat on a dozen twin-rotor troop transport helicopters, slowly rose into the air in the sun, and flew into the distance.

The helicopter flew smoothly through the mountains, and in the helicopter cabin where Damian was sitting, with Death Knell lying beside him, the boy checked the physical condition of the mercenary king, and found that except for the broken eyeball, which could not be regenerated, the injury had healed to the point of seven, seven, eight, eight.

The pain in the body is no longer in the way, but the mental condition of the death knell is very bad, and he looks like a salted fish who is saddened by his heart, probably thinking that he is already dead, and he may be concocted by the demon boy how.

"Mr. Wilson...... I want to apologize to you in the first place...... I'm sorry to make you disabled. ”

Damian organized his words and said in a kind tone, "You may not believe it, I really didn't mean to blind you, it was just an accident......"

Deathstroke glanced at the boy with his left left eye, and said with a little annoyance: "Don't talk to me in this kind of tone after the bear child gets into trouble!" That's right, you're still a child, and I can't claim compensation from your parents, and if I'm blind in this eye, I'm blind, so I can only be considered unlucky! ”

Damian smiled awkwardly and continued, "Actually, there is no irreconcilable personal grudge between the two of us, I hope you don't put your personal emotions into this conversation." ”

Deathbell sighed, his mood eased slightly, and said in a cold voice: "Don't beat around the bush, let's be straight, what do you want from me?" Otherwise, you wouldn't have spared my life, would you? ”

The boy snapped his fingers and praised: "It's a pleasure to chat with smart people!" I asked my henchmen, the League of Assassins has conducted a background check on you, and your identity is a mercenary, right? By the way, do you have a cousin who is also a mercenary, I seem to have confused you with your cousin just now. ”

"It's no secret that I was a mercenary both before joining the Assassin League and after defecting from the Assassin League. As for my cousin, I have a very bad relationship with him, I basically don't interact, and the hell knows where he is, don't mention him to me! ”

"The so-called mercenaries take money to do things, regardless of position, and do not distinguish between good and evil. So, can we put aside this small unpleasantness and re-establish a cooperative relationship based on equality and mutual benefit? ”

Deathstroke laughed and said, "You want to hire me?" In the mercenary world, I'm the most valuable! Can you afford it? ”

The black-haired boy also laughed: "Don't talk to me about money, money is Bushet, we have to respect dreams!" ”

"Mercenaries are the people who disrespect dreams the most, their dream is to make money, we'd better only talk about money, no money without talking!"

"You misunderstood me, I mean I'm not short of money, I can give you as much as you want, in my chaotic memory, I haven't been short of money in my life!"

Knell stared at the boy with suspicion and asked, "How can you, a twelve-year-old child who has just run away from home, and who is only a group of fanatical believers by his side, not lack money?" You're not planning to hire me to lead this group of ninjas to rob the bank, and then take out some of the money they have robbed me and pay me a portion of it, right? That's a bit naïve! ”

"How troublesome it is to rob a bank, especially when there are a lot of nosy transvestites in this world."

The black-haired teenager shrugged and said, "As a rebellious bear kid who ran away from home, isn't it a basic operation to steal the family's money as activity funds before running away?" Do you really think that when I leave the League of Assassins, I only take this group of ninjas and a dozen planes with me? If I can hide from the ninja master and secretly install anti-aircraft weapons and machine gun towers under his nose, I will definitely take care of the intelligence, finance, procurement, logistics, security, and technical departments within the alliance......"

The boy thought it was too troublesome to elaborate, so he simply concluded: "Let's put it this way, I took more than half of the wealth of the Assassin League that my grandfather spent 700 years accumulating, and I was able to leave another small half for my grandfather and mother. ”

Death Knell blinked his eyes, and then he realized that he must not look at the young man in front of him by his young appearance, this is an old fox in the skin of a child, and he is much safer than an adult!

The Assassin Alliance's accumulation of assets is not clear to others, but the death knell of coveting the position of leader of the Assassin League is clearer, but the Rock Wall Training Camp is just one of the training grounds for the Assassin League to train ninjas, in addition to this secret base, there are many branches around the world, including ninja training camps, fortresses, prisons, islands, enterprises, scientific research institutions and laboratories.

Over the centuries, Lars-al-Gur has been in contact with major international powers, seized historical opportunities, won great fortunes, and built a huge foundation from scratch.

Due to his early start and the long-term operation of the family business, the net worth of several famous emerging bourgeois rich second generations in the DC universe may not be comparable to him, but now he has been hollowed out by his own grandson and made a wedding dress.

This is exactly the dilemma that the hero Twilight has to face, even if the members of the alliance know that the ninja master is an old immortal who has been cursed by demons, but when they see him with white hair and a waist and a dead old man, their hearts will always be a little drummed.

This caused his prestige to continue to decline unconsciously, and even by relying on iron and bloody weapons and murderous prestige, it could not be rebuilt, but it made people think that he was old and confused, and began to make some mistakes that the wise lord must make in his old age.

The distrust that had accumulated over the years finally reached a flashpoint after the birth of the next generation of heirs to the King James League, and the departure of Damian was actually a split in the League of Assassins, with one organization becoming two.

The Assassin League around the world was divided into two factions, and more than half of the branches around the world were informed that the entire Jamma had changed its banner, and that it was no longer the orders conveyed by the headquarters, but only the young master of Damien.

Unless the ninja master leads the remnants of his men in a war of unification within the alliance, defeating the split institutions one by one, and finally slaughtering Damien with his own hands to cut off the members' thoughts, he can only swallow the bitter fruit of most of the inheritance changing hands.

Originally, all of this should have belonged to him after Knell launched a surprise attack to successfully kill the ninja master and serve as the leader of the Assassin Alliance, but now he can only watch the young man in front of him show off his wealth, and use the money that should belong to him to hire him, which is called a mixed feeling in his heart.

The one-eyed old mercenary raised his arrogant head and said loudly: "As a top mercenary, I don't just pop up a rich man and throw money at it!" Put away your damn stinky money, you're insulting my dignity! ”

The young man's face sank, stared at his only remaining left eye, and said meaningfully: "Okay, you don't want to cooperate with me, then talk about compensation, you killed a lot of ninjas in this raid, and a considerable number of them are loyal to me, how should you compensate?" ”

"I spent all my savings in order to plan this operation, and I thought that if I did this vote and got the Assassin Alliance, I would have money that I couldn't spend for a lifetime like you."

Deathbell played a scoundrel and said defiantly: "As you can see, I lost the last copper plate in my pocket, and I put on an eye, and I got nothing." So, I'm sorry, I can't afford it, and I don't want to. ”

Damien said coldly: "As a mercenary, you should know that the Geneva Conventions clearly stipulate that mercenaries do not have the right to become prisoners of war...... That means I can torture, torture and torture you at will. ”

Deathstroke sneered: "After joining the mercenary industry, I have long been mentally prepared for a tragic death!" What can you do to me? Gouge out my other eye, chop off my limbs, throw me into anthills and snake pits? You should understand that for some people, dignity is more precious than death! I'm the kind of man who would rather die standing than live on his knees! ”

The black-haired boy shook his head: "After all, I'm not a devil...... Besides, it's not profitable to cut you into a stick and feed it to ants. I see that your external conditions are good, are you interested in being an idol? At least I can earn a little money to make up for my losses and pay a pension to the victims. ”

Knell was stunned, didn't understand the young man's words, and said in amazement: "Be an idol? What idol? ”

"I vaguely remember that there is a miracle medicine in China that can restore people's youth, and the price is to change the gender ......"

The black-haired boy pinched his temples, as if recalling hard: "It's a pity that I forgot how to make this super easy miracle drug, fortunately I have an underworld netizen surnamed Inujin in Dongying, he sent a message on the Internet a while ago to convene global gang leaders to promote the business of making money as idols of the underworld, saying that it is really profitable, and also recommended a plastic surgery agency in Thailand to everyone, saying that the doctors there are a bit perverted, but the surgical skills are very superb, almost to the point of being fake, I will arrange for you to go to Thailand tomorrow, In the future, you will have to work hard to earn money and pay off your debts. ”

It's like the Supreme Mage's dojo is equipped with wifi, and the fortress of the League of Assassins is also covered by the Internet, Damian has been an Internet addict since he was a child, and when he was 6 years old, he also hacked into the Ministry of Defense of the Hope Country to steal information, and he has many netizens with mysterious identities on the dark web.

Deathbell blinked his eyes, and it took a lot of effort to sort out the meaning of the demon boy's expression, and immediately put away the tired face of the hob meat, and said very seriously: "Boss, how much money are you going to pay to hire me?" At least make a price, and maybe it's a deal! ”