Chapter 7: The Clown Mask Man

In the city that never sleeps at night, the warning lights on the roofs of high-rise buildings are lit up, and below, countless buildings shimmer with dazzling and dazzling light.

At this moment, in the night sky beyond the reach of lights, a small unmanned spaceship evaded the surveillance system of the Nightless City and flew towards the end of the night through the automatic cruise system.

Inside, four men sit in soft metal chairs in the cabin hall, talking about topics secretly.

They are a well-known jellyfish mercenary team in Sleepless City, and they steadily occupy the top 1,000 positions in the dark web mercenary standings.

The lucrative bounties that are usually obtained through bounty missions lead a decent life for ordinary upper-class people.

But this time the mission is different, they are going to rob the goods of the Mofra Society.

Movla Society is a multinational trading company with a class chain at the top of the pyramid of the Sleepless City, a Fortune 100 company in the world, with nearly 100 mutants, transcendents, and genetic modifiers.

Offending the Mofra Society, being labeled as a criminal, unless you leave the city, you will face the latter's purge at any time.

The customer is using a high-star account from overseas, who is the real identity?

Aren't you afraid of revenge from the Movla Society?

"Boss, are we really going to do this?" One of them, a blue-haired man with his upper body naked, shook his legs a little uneasily.

"Olaf, what is our original purpose as mercenaries?" After a moment of silence, the middle-aged man in the sunglasses and suit exhaled a long breath, and his expression was suddenly high-pitched and excited.

"I used to be a relic hunter, and I thought it was heaven to have enough to eat every meal. It wasn't until I entered the City That Never Sleeped and promoted to a qualified mercenary that I realized how naΓ―ve my ideas were.

Olaf, it is poverty that limits our imagination!

After doing this, it is more than enough to abandon the identity of a mercenary, whether it is to change your face in China, find some small stars to play, or run some industries abroad, and be a boss with a head and face.

Trust me, that's truly heavenly life. ”

Olaf looked down and hesitated.

Another point, although Boss Dale didn't mention it, everyone knows it.

There are no safeguards on the dark web, there is no reputable middleman, and this kind of private meeting with customers is relatively taboo in the mercenary circle.

But the other party gave too much!

In addition, through hacker investigation, it was verified that they were overseas high-star users with good reputation on the dark web, so they took the risk and finally decided to take this risk.

"I agree with the captain. Mercenaries themselves are a high-risk profession, and the danger of long-term accumulation is no small. I will never miss this kind of opportunity once and for all. "Another humane.

The middle-aged man nodded, heading towards Olaf and the last person who didn't speak, "Olaf, Quinn, that's all there is to it, the client's spaceship has not yet arrived, you don't have to rush to conclusions, the client took us to meet them, itself to persuade us." ”

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At night, at ten o'clock as agreed, it was very punctual.

A huge ocean-going ship drifted in the southern sea, and the small spaceship quietly sailed to this sea area, according to the line trajectory set by the automatic cruise system, through the armor compartment automatically opened by the ocean-going ship, smoothly entered the interior, and landed smoothly on the high platform made of steel.

An invisible stream of air erupted from the airflow tube on the right side of the ship, and then the hatch quickly opened mechanically, and four members of the jellyfish mercenary team leapt lightly from the ship's cabin.

"There are still people."

The faces of the four changed slightly, looking at the other two spaceships that arrived almost at the same time, and from inside walked a familiar face,

"Madenan, Lokaf... Storm Mercenaries! The one that the monk dressed up ... is a mutant of the ascetic path: The dead eunuch, next to him was the captain Su... It's the Sword of the Sea mercenary team! ”

The Storm Mercenary Team had a friction with them, and the relationship between them was not very good, as for the Ocean Sword Mercenary Team, they occupied the top three hundred places on the black web mercenary list all year round, far stronger than them.

Obviously, when the two groups arrived, they both looked at the rest of them with a little surprise and wariness, keeping a certain distance from each other.

At this time, the hatch inside the armor warehouse quickly opened, and a golden man wearing a clown mask and a "Dragon" brand suit entered their field of vision.

"I'm sorry, guys, but I'm sorry for your trip. Please come with me. ”

Then, the ground beneath the three Rubik's Cube ships automatically sank and soon disappeared on the high platform.

"Wait. This is different from what was said in advance, why are there two other second-rate mercenary teams? The captain of the Sword of the Sea, Sue, had an iron face and an unkind tone towards the clown-masked man.

Second-rate mercenaries?

The Jellyfish Mercenaries and the Storm Mercenaries suddenly felt a strong anger in their hearts, and they felt insulted, but they found themselves powerless to refute this view.

"Harmony, harmony."

A cynical smile appeared on the corner of the clown-masked man's mouth, and after making a gesture of invitation, he turned and entered the resplendent hospitality room in the back.

Naturally, the three groups of people didn't say much, and followed behind the clown man, and they were all quickly shocked by the indoor environment.

In the huge LCD screen, projected on the wall, the most popular VR game is played, who is the king of guns.

In the transparent glass that acts as a wall, the almost extinct species, dragon sharks and emperor penguins, are ornamentally placed in high-tech incubators and survived by artificial feeding.

What kind of handiwork is this?

Who exactly is the identity of the clown man?

The round conference table rose from below, and chairs popped up from under the stands, and everyone looked at the clown man sitting in the main seat, and after hesitating for a while, they all found a place to sit down.

Then, after several young maids with delicate features offered tea, the clown man explained with a playful smile,

"The purpose of this invitation must be clear to everyone."

"Three mercenary teams participate, how to settle the commission?" Sue's face was not very good, suppressed his anger, and asked the questions that everyone was concerned about very bluntly.

As mentioned in advance, the employer and the employer negotiate in person before deciding whether to take over the employment assignment. But inviting three teams at the same time was something that had never been mentioned beforehand.

"Commission issues?"

The clown man laughed a little inexplicably, "The commissions are all settled according to the template!" ”

"What do you mean. . . Three commissions for one task? But isn't there only one target item? Dale asked, surprised.

"When did I mention that your mission is to obtain the target item?" The clown man was stunned, and his face suddenly turned cold, "You only need to be responsible for creating chaos!" ”

"You don't think that with a few stinky fish and rotten shrimp, you can crack the network protection system of the Mofra Society and fight the idea of goods, right?"