Hunter World Full-Time.

February 1, 1997.

Liate, weather: sunny.

A convoy of luxury cars, all of them, stopped at the door of the headquarters building of the Batra Group.

As more than two dozen bodyguards in black suits got out of the car and eliminated the danger around the convoy, an old man in his sixties got out of the extended version of the luxury car in the middle.

He is the founder and owner of the Batra Group, one of the world's top richest people.

Escorted by a group of bodyguards, Batra got out of the car and walked towards the interior of the building.

At this time, a teenager of fifteen or sixteen years old, outside the protective circle of the bodyguard, raised a loudspeaker.

"Mr. Batra."

Hearing someone calling to him, Batra turned his head and looked over.

Black eyes, black hair.

Slender and well-dressed.

Although the white and tender face has not faded away, the handsome outline can already be seen, and he will inevitably be a handsome guy who will be overwhelmed by everyone in the future.

Spirit guy.

That was Batra's first impression of the boy.

The boy stood still, meeting Batra's eyes very confidently, and raised his horn again.

"Mr. Batra, I have information on the Island of Greed, I think you will be interested."

After hearing what the boy said, Batra's eyes flashed, but it was quickly removed.

As the world's top tycoon, he is much stronger than ordinary people in terms of mentality, cultivation and means.

Batra quietly walked over to the boy and stood in front of him.

"I'm interested, but I hate being cheated and wasted on time."

"Of course! I'm going to make you feel like you're getting the best value for your money, or I wouldn't have chosen to wait for you here. ”

Batra looked at the young man in front of him carefully, and felt that he could talk eloquently under his own power, and he must have his own confidence.

"Then I'll give you this chance, come with me!"

The street was certainly not a good place to talk, so Batra invited the boy to the group for a discussion.

"Good!"

The boy answered, and followed with a step, walking side by side with Batra.

He was not Batra's subordinate, but a merchant who came to trade, so naturally he would not talk to Batra about any dignity.

Along the way, neither of them spoke, but Batra had been silently looking at the young man beside him, and with his calmness and composure, Batra's trust in him had increased by several points.

In the past few years, Batra has spent a lot of money and hired hundreds of hunters for the love of his heart, just to clear the game called Greedy Island.

If the information in the boy's mouth is useful, he doesn't mind paying a lot of money to buy it.

After entering the building, the boy and Batra share an elevator and go up to the top floor.

It didn't take long for the teenager to sit on the couch in the luxurious office, and Batra sat across from him.

Before they could speak, Batra cut a cigar for herself and roasted it over the fire.

"It's quiet enough here, what's your intel?"

With that, Batra put the roasted cigar in his mouth and lit it at the same time.

"Mr. Batra, please allow me to introduce myself before I say what I want."

"My name is Alves Shahrier, and I'm from Kamikaze Town, south of the Republic of Mingbolu, you can call Alves."

Listening to Alves's self-mind, Batra nodded secretly.

"Yes, then you can state your conditions, as long as the information is true and valid, I will not be stingy with money or other ......"

"I'll come here today, and naturally I believe in Mr. Batra, but ......"

The twist in Alves' words made Batra secretly raise an eyebrow.

"My conditions ......"

"You don't have a way to call the shots."

"Or rather, I'm not going to trade with you, but the bounty hunter you've hired - Absolute Iron."

It is undeniable that Batra is a very powerful businessman, and the word "shrewd" is no longer enough to describe his wisdom, otherwise he would not have been able to build such a big country.

As soon as Alves's words were finished, several possibilities had already come to Batra's mind.

"Besides, my information this time is to specify the number 17 in the pocket card: Archangel's breath, and number 75: how to obtain Alexander's Lucky Gem, since he has accepted your employment, this reward naturally cannot be paid by you anymore......"

Before Alves could finish his sentence, he had already noticed that Batra's breathing had become a little shorter.

He hired hunters to clear the Island of Greed in order to get his hands on the in-game items, and the Archangel's Breath that Alves just mentioned was one of them.

The power of various game props, how powerful and magical it is, I believe that those who have played the game will not know.

The reason why the game "Island of Greed" has attracted so many people is that Batra did not hesitate to spend hundreds of billions of family assets and hire hundreds of professional hunters to clear the game. This is because the first player to clear the Island of Greed will be rewarded with three types of game items.

"Do you really have any information about them?"

Batra quickly calmed down, and he stared into Alves' eyes, hoping to see an answer to his worries and doubts.

Alves did not answer Batra directly, but said frankly: "You can help me convey to Mr. Zjela, my condition is to ask him to help me forcibly awaken the thoughts." ”

"Of course, I also have a piece of information about you, and as for what it is, I'll tell you what it turns out after I meet with Mr. Jezitra."

Batra's heart thumped twice.

It's a heart-warming feeling.

He was moved by Alves' words.

"I can contact Jezira who is still in the game, but I really can't decide whether he wants to see you or not."

"I'm sure he'll come to see me, as long as you help me convey my intentions to him, and I'll send you the information whatever the outcome."

Alves' unhurried appearance made Batra look at him a few more times.

"I'll contact him as soon as possible."

"This is my contact information, currently staying at the Belch Hotel."

Alves placed a homemade business card on the table and said goodbye.

Batra didn't stay either, and called the secretary to send Alves out of the building.

Under the building, Alves paused for a moment and glanced back at the top floor of the building, which was several hundred meters high.

At this time, Batra was on the phone.

Don't look at his calm face in front of Alves, but his heart is already too anxious, that's why he can't wait to call.

"Sabaz, please enter the game and contact the ......"

After putting down the phone, Batra seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, his hands crossed on the table, and his eyes kept flashing with thought.