Camp of the Holy Knights.

Compared to the camp of the Ocean Company, the camp of the Holy Knights is much more magnificent.

It covers an area of more than 40,000 square meters.

There are barracks.

There is a shooting range.

There is even a dedicated parking lot.

Off-road vehicles, armored vehicles, explosion-proof vehicles and other machinery were parked on it.

Although there is inexplicable electromagnetic interference in the wilderness, it will cause special situations such as short circuits and even malfunctions of electronic devices.

But this is difficult to stop the wisdom of human beings.

There are many high-precision electronic devices on modern cars, which are prone to malfunction or even loss of control. But decades ago, or even hundreds of years ago, cars could still function without these sophisticated technologies.

As a result, there are car manufacturers who see an opportunity to specialize in the production of antique vehicles that have little market on the planet.

And these cars are extremely popular in the country of Poseidon.

In order to cope with the harsh environment of the Poseidon Kingdom, these cars have also undergone special modifications.

Such as tires, carriages, etc.

The Paladins are a big force in the mermaid market, and they have purchased a lot of cars, as well as riot vehicles.

The courtyard wall of the camp is about four meters high, and there is barbed wire full of blades. At intervals of forty meters from the courtyard wall, there was a five-meter-high pillbox with heavy machine guns on it.

Around the courtyard wall, there was even a ditch.

Two meters wide and one and a half meters deep.

Enough to block the impact of most vehicles.

Such a perfect defense is a beautiful landscape in the sixth district, which has attracted the attention of many people and made many people envious.

After all, creating such a camp in such a short period of time is enough to show how amazing the power behind the Holy Knights is.

Holy Knights, Reception Room.

An ordinary-looking middle-aged white man with silver-rimmed glasses sits on a sofa.

He wasn't very tall, and he was even a little short and stocky, barely noticeable in the crowd.

But anyone who knows him knows what a ruthless character this seemingly short and fat, ordinary-looking middle-aged man is.

Beard Joshuel, the third of the Phoenix family, is responsible for dealing with rivals, traitors, and anyone else who might hinder the Phoenix family's cause.

If you don't shoot, it's just that, and if you shoot, it's a lore, and it's ruthless.

Beside Beard stood a handsome young man.

The appearance of twenty or thirty years old, also white.

He was dressed in a decent white suit, and his long brown hair was smeared with an unknown amount of hairspray, as smooth as wax, and ants would cry when they saw it.

Just look at the appearance, everyone has to say a word of personable and elegant bearing.

But those who really know him know what a cunning and vicious jackal he is.

Cronin Feige, Beard's henchman, and deputy head of the Holy Knights.

"Commander, will this operation be too risky?"

"Jing Qiu is powerful, not an ordinary person. We want to move him, and we only have one chance. If the assassination fails, we will face a terrible jackal. ”

Cronin bowed, frowning as he expressed his opinion on the operation.

Assassinate Qingqiu Shadow!

This is the true plan of the Holy Order.

In the intelligence of the Holy Knights, the reason why the Ocean Company can have its current scale is all because of the strength of Qingqiu Shadow.

Inhuman!

This is the common thought of all those who saw Qingqiu Ying's shot.

It is also because of the strength of Qingqiu Ying that it has attracted many scattered people and small teams to join, and there is now an ocean company.

Otherwise, how could a force of more than 70 people control three blocks.

The Paladins are close to a thousand people in size, and they only control six blocks.

In terms of overall strength, the Holy Knights are confident that they will crush the Ocean Company, and even easily annihilate it.

However, the higher-ups of the Holy Knights understood that if they couldn't kill Qingqiu Shadow, even if they killed everyone else in the Ocean Company, it wouldn't make much sense. But it's not easy to take out a person with special abilities.

That's what Cronin worries about, too.

The assassination attempt failed, and the Paladins would face a full-scale counterattack from the Ocean Company.

With Qingqiu Ying's ruthlessness, it is not difficult for him to imagine what the other party will do.

Beard sneered, "Although Jingqiu is strong, now is not their time. ”

Practitioner, this is not the first time Beard has met.

In the Phoenix family, there are also such people.

But they prefer to call them Anomalous or Sorcerers!

It was because of his understanding of their situation that Beard realized that it was not that difficult to deal with a wizard, and that modern technology was enough to kill most of the supernatural beings.

The supernatural cannot be said to be not strong, but with the development of the times and the progress of science and technology, they are no longer as mysterious and invincible as the Middle Ages.

However, the reason why Beard decided to assassinate Qingqiu Shadow was not because he had absolute confidence in technology, but because he had a strong hole card!

At this moment, a shrill and sharp voice like the chirping of a crow sounded out of thin air in the office.

"Ho, Mr. Beard's self-confidence, it's a real headache."

Just hearing a sound makes people feel physically uncomfortable.

Before the sound fell, bursts of black smoke appeared out of thin air in the room, filling the room like mist.

In the midst of the black smoke, a figure loomed, slowly walking towards Big Beard.

But I saw him dressed in a black hooded robe, like a mysterious wizard from the Middle Ages, and he couldn't see his face or figure.

Feet fall silently.

But there's a special atmosphere in the air.

Heaviness!

It's like a mountain on your shoulders, and it feels so heavy.

Faced with such a strange sight, Beard laughed happily.

He stood up, took the initiative to walk towards the strange figure in the black smoke, and laughed, "Not every person with extraordinary abilities has such incredible strength as you. ”

"Honorable Dark Mage, welcome."

Cronin was still wondering who was coming.

Hearing Beard's words, his face turned pale with fright, and the hole tightened.

Black Mage!

It's a code name.

A legend in South America.

Legend has it that he lived for more than 200 years.

Of course, if it's just a long life, it's not a real legend.

His legend lies in his unpredictable methods, as well as his terrifying murderous skills.

No one knows the past of the Black Magician, and no one knows the real name of the Black Magic. But of all the prey targeted by the Dark Mage, there has never been a case of successful escape.

He is always able to destroy his prey in unbelievable ways, and then leave his own distinctive mark.

A black irise!

A hoodoo filled with the breath of death.

The most special thing is the power of the black magician.

It's a mystery!

A mystery that no one has ever solved.

Because dark mages often exhibit different abilities.

Sometimes it is as fast as lightning, sometimes it is infinitely powerful, sometimes it is manipulating wind and snow, sometimes it is manipulating thunder.

Therefore, there is a suspicion that the Dark Mage is not a single person, but a very large organization, and they all use the code name Black Mage.

But whether the rumors are true or not, no one knows.

In South America, black magicians are even called the Grim Reaper by many indigenous people!

A god of death who harvests life and lives forever!

"Black, Master Dark Mage."

Cronin thought back to the glorious past of the Dark Mage, and his forehead was covered with fine cold sweat.

He followed closely behind Beard, not daring to look directly at the other man, and said hello respectfully with a trembling shudder.

"Hmm~~"

In the face of the greetings between the two, the black mage behaved exceptionally arrogantly.

He just responded calmly and said arrogantly: "One life, 30 million dollars." ”

"But the old man doesn't want a beautiful knife this time, he wants the elixir of Xuguo."

"Strengthen the Dan, heal the Dan."

As the black mage spoke, the black smoke in the room gradually dissipated. Only the black smoke around the black mage always filled.

30 million US dollars, this is a sky-high price.

But it makes perfect sense in Beard's opinion.

Because this time, the target is not an ordinary person, but a person with special abilities.

Solve Qingqiu Ying and take the management rights of the six districts, and a mere 30 million US dollars is nothing.

"No problem."

Beard readily agreed, without the slightest hint of bargaining.

The Dark Mage and the Phoenix family have a very long relationship, dating back a hundred years. And this collaboration is not the first collaboration between Beard and the Black Mage.

Beard knows a lot about the character of the Dark Mage.

He hates being bargained for.

"We've agreed on a time and place with our target. ”

"If you need anything else, just let us know."

"No, I don't."

The black magician said arrogantly: "Kill him, the old man alone is enough." ”

It's self-confidence.

More than 100 years of self-confidence that has never been missed.

Beard liked the Dark Mage's confidence very much, bowed his head slightly, and said respectfully, "I am here waiting for your good news. ”

As his words fell, the black mage vanished into thin air, leaving behind wisps of black smoke that lingered like mist for a long time.

Cold.

Uncanny.

It wasn't until the dark mage left that Cronin breathed a sigh of relief.

He took a deep breath nervously, reached out and loosened his tie, swallowed in fear, and said in shock, "God, the black magician is here too." ”

"He's horrible."

"How did you get into the room and how did you get out?"

Cronin said, looking around suspiciously.

The office is located in the central area of the office area of the Holy Knights, surrounded by the office areas of other members, and it cannot be said that it is heavily defended, it can only be said that not a single fly can fly in.

But such an almost sealed environment was allowed to come and go freely by black magicians.

Cronin took out a handkerchief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and looked around with a look full of vigilance and uneasiness.

Such an existence is terrifying.

He didn't know what kind of power would stop the dark mage, but he knew that he might not be able to sleep peacefully for a long time to come.

"Haha, take it easy. If his methods were something we could see, he wouldn't be the legendary Dark Mage. ”

Beard understood Cronin's mood very well, because he was not much better than Cronin when he first met the Dark Mage.

Instead of being disdainful of Cronin's fear, he patted him on the shoulder comfortingly and smiled heartily.

Cronin smiled bitterly and quickly collected his feelings.

He congratulated: "With the black magician's move, Jing Qiu will definitely die." ”

"Congratulations to the head of the group, I will soon be able to become the manager of District 6."

Beard is a pragmatic man who doesn't like incompetent people who don't like to be slapped.

But at this moment, when he heard Cronin's flattery, he couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips.

Because he believed in black magicians.

If there is an existence in this world that a black mage can't kill, it can only be a god!

Beard said confidently: "Go, witness the demise of Jingqiu and bring his body back." ”

"Districts 5 and 7 already have managers, and after so much chaos in District 6, it's time to welcome his master."

Cronin respectfully replied and turned away excitedly.

Once the Paladins become the administrator of District 6, his status will also rise.

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"Three gentlemen, we are not doing business today."

As soon as Yang Xu walked into the hotel, a dark-skinned Nanyang man immediately greeted him and expressed his refusal in fluent English.

As he spoke, he glanced at Yang Xu and shook his head secretly.

This is not the place to eat.

The middle-aged man's name is Abu, and he is not the owner of the hotel, but the manager who is responsible for managing the Moonlight Hotel.

Abu refuses the Paladin's choice of the Moonlight Hotel as a location for negotiations.

Because he knows what that means.

Not only does it mean that their hotel will have one less day of business, but it also means that they will take a huge risk and may become the center of the war between the two forces.

The gods fight, and the pond fish suffers.

The Paladins are good, too.

Ocean companies too.

None of them are forces that can be offended by a mere hotel.

Faced with Abu's kind reminder, Yang Xu responded with a smile and said in English that was not fluent: "We were invited to come, please help us prepare a table." ”

During this time, he learned some English, could barely understand others, and could communicate simply.

Abu was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood.

He shook his head, said nothing more with a bitter face, and personally led Yang Xu into the lobby.

Upon learning that the Paladins and Sino-Ocean Company were going to negotiate at the hotel, all the waiters at the hotel quit their jobs one after another, not even their salaries.

They don't want to leave their lives here for that paycheck.

So now in the Moonlight Hotel, there is only Abu and two waiters who can't leave.

They were Abu's nephew and cousin.

Yang Xu followed behind Abu and entered the hotel lobby.

The area is huge.

Very spacious.

There are more than 60 tables in the lobby, all of which are rectangular four-seaters.

There are quite a few people.

There were more than twenty people and eight tables.

They all sat close to the wall, scattered.

Yang Xu's gaze swept over everyone.

Two people made his gaze pause.

An emaciated old Indian in a black hooded robe was none other than a black magician.

A young man dressed in a Taoist robe with a lazy demeanor is Lei Ming of the Dao Alliance.

Yang Xu's gaze swept over the two of them, secretly admiring.

Practitioners!

They have a great force in them.

That's a special power that ordinary people don't have.

Especially the Taoist priest in the Taoist robe, who had a very pure thunder power in his body.

This was the first time Yang Xu had encountered someone else who could use the power of thunder.

If it was another time and place, Yang Xu didn't mind stepping forward to talk.

After all, human cultivators are a very rare thing.

Yang Xu is very curious about their past and abilities, as well as the means of growth.

This is because, according to Kirin, there are many reasons for the appearance of human cultivators.

And the Chinese cultivators, some of them are the masterpieces of the Nuwa people.

What exactly is going on, Mo Qilin can't say clearly. All he knew was that it seemed that the Nuwa tribe had done some kind of experiment on their ancestors. Then their abilities are passed down from generation to generation with the bloodline.

However, as time goes on, only a very small number of people are able to awaken the power hidden in their blood.

Therefore, Yang Xu was very curious, if the Huaxia cultivators were related to the Nuwa clan, whether they still had the inheritance of the Nuwa clan left in their bodies.

And when Yang Xu looked at the two, they also noticed Yang Xu.

Lei Ming held a glass filled with boiling water, his eyebrows slightly furrowed and stared at the cup, as if there was something strange in the cup, which attracted his attention. However, he seemed to be staring at the glass, but the rest of his eyes were always staring at Yang Xu tightly.

His expression changed, though unnoticed by the others.

But Yao Yuan, who was sitting opposite him, could see it clearly.

Yao Yuan's face was full of doubts, and he said in a low voice: "Real person, what's wrong?" ”

"Terrible."

It wasn't until Yang Xu sat down that Lei Ming put down the glass in his hand.

His expression was solemn, he exhaled deeply, and said only two words.

The moment Yang Xu walked into the hotel, the thunder power in Lei Ming's body almost went out of control!

On Yang Xu, he felt the unimaginably terrifying power of thunder!

Lei Ming's brief comment made Yao Yuan's expression change greatly, and Tong Kong constricted to a point.

Who is Lei Ming?

Zixiao view real people!

Although real people do not represent the pinnacle of martial arts in the cultivation world, there are only a handful of strong people in the entire Huaxia who are qualified to be called real people!

All of them are a group of Dharma protectors and elders.

can be evaluated by Lei Ming as terrible!

Yao Yuan didn't dare to think about it.

I can't think of it.

Yao Yuan didn't dare to look directly in Yang Xu's direction, but only glanced at it secretly from the corner of his gaze.

Very handsome.

Very young.

Twenty or thirty years old.

Yao Yuan thought about it seriously, but he couldn't figure out which side of the other party was the strongest.

In his impression, there are only a handful of existences that can be called terrible by Lei Ming and look like Asians.

Such top powerhouses may not be able to find three or two in a country.

But if you don't understand, Yao Yuan thought about it again and again, and felt that this was not a place to stay for a long time.

He relied on Lei Ming's strength before, and thought that although the mermaid market was big, few people were Lei Ming's opponents. Even if the Paladins and Ocean Company go to war, they will be able to get out of the way.

Can ....... now

Yao Yuan was slightly uneasy, and said in a low voice: "Real person, why don't we withdraw?" ”

Lei Ming shook his head slightly, refusing.

He was curious now.

Who is Yang Xu!

The power of thunder was incredibly large, and it was hardly a realm that could be attained by humans.

Cultivators don't appear out of thin air, especially top-notch cultivators.

A mysterious practitioner, it's weird.

Very strange.

It's just that compared to Lei Ming's pure shock and doubt, the respected black magician is now very uncomfortable and wants to die.

People only know that the black mage has an enviably long life and great power, but they don't know that his power comes from the inheritance of ancient tribes.

Beast Soul!

Tribal Ancestral Spirits!

Those ancestral spirits worshiped by the tribe gave him a lot of extraordinary abilities.

But this ability does not come without a price.

He needs to make sacrifices to the ancestral spirits regularly, otherwise he will be devoured by the terrible ancestral spirits in his body and become a sacrifice!

The moment Yang Xu walked into the hotel, the ancestral spirit in the black mage's body felt the power of the thunder beast in Yang Xu's body.

Thunder Beast, a different species of heaven and earth, one of the most powerful overlord-level fierce beasts in the world.

Under the shroud of the thunder beast's breath, the ancestral spirits in the black mage's body were so frightened that they went crazy and wanted to escape!

The farther you run, the better!