At the headquarters of the Dusk Mirage, the original grain store has been expanded into a three-story building. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The three-story building looks very tall and should have no problem accommodating at least a hundred people.

"Your target is a wealthy merchant, and according to what you said, there should be a family of more than five hundred people to protect him. Well, barely at our minimum level of task acceptance. ”

At one of the counters, a richly dressed man was sitting on a chair sweating profusely and talking to a man in a short coat across from him.

However, it is clear that this man in luxurious clothes has completely fallen behind.

"This one mission is rated B, and we ask for half a million currency. And we ask for a ** clearing. ”

A wealthy businessman with a family of five hundred, this rich businessman obviously doesn't have many people with first-level strength to protect him, so this time it is enough to send a five-person first-level team or a second-level powerhouse to dispatch.

"Okay! This is my black card. The rich merchant apparently knew the price, and he handed over a black card with both hands.

"Well, no problem, a black card of half a million. The man in the short coat stood up, and then he handed the card to a window on the third floor.

Then, a watch came out of that window.

"Give the watch to the guy and tell him to see if the guy is dead in two days. ”

Two days, such a rich businessman can be solved in two days at most.

It's no joke.

"Okay. Foreman. ”

The man in the short coat took the watch to the second floor, and soon he handed it over to the richly dressed man.

"Sir, in two days you will be able to hear the news of this man's death. However, if there is a discrepancy between the information you provide and the information we have detected on site, we will charge you a little more. ”

The richly dressed man hurriedly took it into his bag, then nodded and said, "Of course, if you get different information from mine, I am obliged to provide you with it." ”

"So, sir, please go slowly!"

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Mirage, a new killer organization on the mainland. Everything about this killer organization is a mystery, and the information of the person in charge of the organization is more like a piece of paper. I don't even know if the person in charge is a man or a woman, and I don't know if the person in charge of this organization is old or young.

Moreover, it is even more unknown how strong this organization is.

Anyway, the tasks that have been taken over since the emergence of this organization have been 100% accomplished.

Although the asking price of this organization is ridiculously high, the terrible success rate is worth the price.

Therefore, this organization quickly became popular under the propaganda of some people.

Of course, this organization is still targeted by some people.

In a small country with a population of less than 100,000 people, there is a three-hundred-meter-high building, which is the headquarters of the Walter Temple.

Walter Temple, an old killer organization. Originally, this group was a member of the Knights Templar, but they broke away from the Templar Order due to conflicts between their ancestors and the Templar Order.

Now, the Walter Temple is in a class of its own, and they accept any assassination mission.

However, during this period of time, the people of the Walter Temple were very troubled, because a new force had emerged on the mainland, and this force had robbed them of their jobs.

In the conference room on the top floor of the Walter Temple headquarters, Walter, the presiding judge of the Walter Temple, the president of the Walter Temple, was holding a piece of paper and watching.

"Guys, we've had a bit of a worrisome business this month. ”

It's no wonder that their business has been declining really too fast since the last month.

How long has it been? In one month, the number of businesses has dropped by 40 percent!

"Chief Referee, should we have a good talk with the people of the mirage?"

Obviously, these high-level officials don't want to use force directly from the beginning, everyone is mixed to eat, so there is no need to be so life and death.

"Talk, guys, you seem to have forgotten something. The referee, Walter, sneered, and then he took out two more watches.

"This table is the loss of our division, and the other is the loss of our protective forces. ”

It's a graph on top, so it's very obvious.

"Our people have suffered a lot! And we have identified ourselves in the face of them. ”

Who they refer to is, of course, self-evident.

"Ready, prepare, this time, no matter what we say, we have to get the face back!"

This time they really lost face, if they didn't say anything, then they were really embarrassed to grandma's house.

"Yes!"

There was no way, these high-ranking people could only obey Walter's orders, after all, Walter was the chief referee, and he was the boss of Walter's temple.

I have to say that the strength of the Walter Temple is still very objective, although there was originally a Brotherhood of the Night, but their business was more or less pounced all over the country.

Originally, with the fall of the Night Brotherhood, they naturally absorbed part of the inheritance to grow, but Nangong Le's sudden appearance undoubtedly broke their plan.

So, they had to take revenge, at the very least, they needed to let this newcomer know that their Walter Temple wasn't easy to bully.

Soon, over the next week, almost 60 percent of the mirage's divisions were hit by unknown forces.

In the secret base below the Dusk Desert, Nangong Le still had masks, and from No. 1 to No. 20, there were Tiandi Xuanhuang and others sitting in the conference room on the penultimate floor.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we seem to be in a lot of trouble this time!"

In the middle of the conference table a sphere appeared, and inside this sphere was a map of the entire continent.

There are a lot of golden dots on the map, and of course, there are more red dots now.

"Our branch has been struck by a mysterious force since a week ago, and now we have suffered heavy losses in all parts of it!

The mirage is an important chess piece of Nangong Le, so Nangong Music must ensure the stable development of the mirage.

"Report!" the mask was the first to speak.

"Say!"

As he spoke, he took a piece of paper and stuffed it into the sphere.

"Here are some of the things I've received over the past few days. ”

As he spoke, some images appeared inside the sphere.

It's some blood-stained armor and weapons.

"I've found these things in various sites. ”

"These things have their own schema, and I can see that this thing is an organization called the Walter Temple. They are really good enough, knowing that these are our people, they dare to play like this. ”

This is undoubtedly a provocation, a provocation that simply cannot be tolerated.

"The Walter Temple, what kind of organization is this?"

Nangong Le needs to know what this organization is all about.

"It's an old killer organization, but their market is very suppressed by us. ”

"I think we must have robbed them of their business that's why they treated us like this. ”

Kill people because of business.

It's a bit of a shame to be this kind of thing.

"They're so bullying us!"

To be honest, Nangong Le really seems to be a little sore during this period of time, and he wants to find a little fun to have fun.

It just so happened that the Walter Temple actually dared to come to them for trouble, so everything else was easy to say.

"It's time for us to show our fangs!

Seriously, this time they were really angry.

"Mask, tell me where those guys are now!"

"Chief, they are in a small country, which is very small, less than 100,000 people. ”

Hearing this, Nangong Le suddenly felt as if he had encountered a mentally handicapped person.

At the very least, he felt that his IQ had been seriously insulted.

"Are these guys idiots?

"Number one, we need to talk to these guys about our future!"

Nangong Le needs to find these guys to vent, and it just so happens that No. 1 also needs to vent.

During this period of time, No. 1 has been busy as a dog, no matter where it is, except for anything, he is looking for him to deal with it.

It can be seen that No. 1 has encountered a lot of trouble during this period of time.

But now it's okay, Nangong Le gives No. 1 a good way to relax, then No. 1 must do what Nangong Le instructs.

"Okay, Chief!"

The men and horses of this operation must be elite, after all, this time it is done under the guise of publicizing their own combat effectiveness.

Of course, they didn't dare to be too crazy to send out the two hundred third-level powerhouses in their hands.

So this time, No. 1 only took fifty third-level powerhouses to set off.

"The lair of the Walter Temple is in a very, very tall building. From what our spies are doing there, it doesn't seem like the Walter Temple is too tightly guarded against its lair, so we might be able to break in at night if we want to. ”

Soon the architectural drawings of the headquarters of the Walter Temple appeared in the balls of the conference room.

"We rushed from top to bottom. When the time comes, we'll use the teleportation array to go upstairs. ”

Hearing this, Nangong couldn't help but interrupt the mask.

"Masks, if we're going to teleport at a fixed point, then we've got to have a beacon. ”

Nangong Le's meaning is obvious, they don't have beacons at all.

"Chief, we have a beacon, and this beacon I buried yesterday. The mask said expressionlessly, as if he had done a trivial thing.

"Well, it looks like I'm overhearted. ”

Nangong Le reluctantly continued to let the mask speak, but the rest of the matter was not so important.

(To be continued.) )