At nine o'clock in the evening, Li Mochen appeared in Building 54 on Eucalyptus Street, when Alyssa knocked on the door. Jody Scherek, the chairman of the Atlanta Appliance Retail Guild, got out of the way without saying a word, and let Li Mochen and Alyssa walk in together.

Li Mochen walked into the living room of this small villa with a leisurely pace as if he was walking in his own home.

"Mr. Sherek, it looks like you're ready, aren't you? Well, it looks like my gift is a white belt. ”

Li Mochen looked at the photos placed in the living room, they were two children, the eldest was thirteen or fourteen years old, and the younger one was about the same age as Hazel before, as well as a photo of Sherek and his wife, but this villa was empty, and it was obviously sent away in advance.

"I sent them to the countryside in advance, just in case. ”

Jody Sherek raised the corner of his lips coldly: "I know that Antonio died at your hands, so take some precautions in advance." ”

"I say, Mr. Shelek, don't say anything misleading when you have a recording device, okay? First of all, what you said about Antonio has nothing to do with me, and secondly, I am a law-abiding citizen of good standing and a student of good character. ”

At this time, several of Alyssa's subordinates had already used professional means to remove all eavesdropping and filming equipment in the room. The number is quite large, reaching five or six pieces.

Two of the eavesdroppers, which these retired FBI professional agents did not notice, were directly smashed in place by the Star Dou Divine Sword released by Li Mochen.

And Li Mochen also walked to the sofa and sat down: "Sherek, I can see that you have a lot of confidence in them?"

At this time, his mind moved slightly, and he looked out of the floor-to-ceiling window with a smile, and he felt that there was more than one sniper rifle at this time, looking at him from this angle.

"The only thing I didn't expect was that you, Mr. Wildenstein, would come to the door in person, but it didn't matter. ”

Sherek also sat down on the sofa with the same old god, and looked at Li Mochen with an indifferent expression: "I guess those of your subordinates are outside, right? So here today, it seems that a war is going to break out, but the winner can only be us-"

Alyssa couldn't help but laugh at this time, and let out a chuckle. Li Mochen stared at her before turning his gaze back to the window.

"Your confidence is inexplicable, and it makes me wonder where it comes from. Is this because of the fox hunting mercenary group outside, or is it the level 17 magic energy archer 'Sand Demon Spear' Nataxia?"

At this moment, Sherek's complexion changed drastically, and he subconsciously wanted to ask what was going on, but he stopped when the words came to his lips.

"Sherek, do you know why I'm here myself? because I know there's a trap here, so I want to come and have a look. ”

Li Mochen had a sarcastic smile on his face: "You still have hope for Sherek, is it because of the 'Dark Serpent' Macon or the 'Poisonous Sword' Racharle? These two are seventeenth-level magical swordsmen, and they are quite famous in the killer world in Atlanta. ”

After hearing these two names, Sherek finally couldn't hold back his expression, and the blood on his face completely faded, and he turned extremely pale for a moment.

But Li Mochen was not just talking to him, his lips were always facing the window.

At the same time, in a building 1.2 kilometers away, Nataxia, the 'Sand Spear', was lying on the ground, looking at the small villa and the man sitting next to the window.

But at this time, Natasha didn't dare to move, her whole body was stiff, and her heart was cold. She felt at least two sniper rifles, and the two murderous divine thoughts were aimed at her, both of which were extremely powerful, making her feel the existence of deadly danger.

However, even more lethal was the fact that behind her, a non-existent being sneaked up to thirty-five meters close to her, stabbing her observer hand before being detected by Natasha's perception.

This is undoubtedly a seventeenth-level Magical Shadow Artist, and has extraordinary stealth skills. And at this moment, the man was standing not far behind her, staring at her, making Natasha feel like a rabbit being targeted by a cobra.

She realized that at this time, as long as she moved a little, she could usher in death. Those two snipers with 17s marksmanship, as well as the Shadow Magicians behind her, will definitely do everything they can to kill her.

Shit! Doesn't that mean it's impossible for Nathan's hand to intervene? The Wildenstein family is also very ambiguous about this Andre Lee Wildenstein.

At present, the latter's subordinates are only the eye of the sky, Howard Eisenhower, and the natural punisher Danyne Stracey, who are worth fearing, but what is going on? At this time, there are two 17S-level people who are eyeing her!

Her opponent should have been Eisenhower, the archer in the heyday of Sky Eye, who had crossed the threshold of 19S. But half a year ago, this person suffered an irreversible injury to his fingers, and his shooting skills have been greatly affected. Natasha, who is also a level 17 magic energy shooter, is confident that she will suppress it.

But today's top shooters are not one, but two!

It was at this moment that she suddenly shifted her gaze downward, and then she saw Danieon Strace, who was grinning and smiling affectionately at her.

But the 'Sand Demon Spear' Natasha gasped and wondered what the hell was going on? Why did Dainion appear here? What about the 'Dark Serpent' Macon and the 'Poison Sword' Razal? There were also twelve extra-legal-level and sixty magical professionals in the Fox Hunt Mercenary Regiment.

- It's acceptable for a seventeenth-level Magical Shadow Artist to sneak up to her. But Danyne's golden armor can shine at night, and those guys can't just ignore it.

According to the plan made before the war, this woman should be the responsibility of Macon and Lacial. Two magical swordsmen are enough to fight with one of them, at least to contain Danieon Strace.

But in the next moment, her face turned pale and bloodless, and she saw a human head in Danieon's hand - it was the 'poison sword' Razal!

Natasha suddenly felt goosebumps all over her body, and a cold current that paralyzed her limbs was flowing through her body.

The Lachar guy, he just died? Is this head real or not? It doesn't look like a prop for a movie, so is she dreaming now?Or is she encountering a powerful illusionist?

It must be an illusion, how could the death of a seventeenth-level magical swordsman not move at all? unless it was fatal by a blow, and there was no time to make any sound.

Is this possible? No way. Although she is not a magical hunter with strong perception ability, the magical killer is also more than most magical professions in this regard.

But just two seconds later, Natasha let out a long breath of air, then let go of the sniper rifle in her hand and raised her hands high.

"I surrender! Hey, Dainion, for the sake of the previous friendship, leave a little affection, okay?"

She knew Danieon Stancy, the natural punister, and had worked with Daenion twice when she was a mercenary in the Middle East.

Natasha thinks that she is just a mercenary and killer who sells her life for money, and there is really no need to risk her life for this mission