September 2nd, 4pm, Baoxiang District, Kuala Lumpur.
Day and night stood on the roof of a tall building. Following the direction they looked from, there was a magnificent palace in the southwest corner of the city.
Not many people can build and live in such a mansion in the city, and its owner is obvious.
Joseph Chapman.
"Ye, do you know why Mr. Leonardo Da Vinci agreed to help William seize the throne?"
Ye replied feebly: "You can just say what you want. Why do you bother asking me so much?"
"Can you use your brain more and think about what I say." Zhou couldn't laugh or cry: "Since the success of Nuwa's plan, the Renaissance Organization has no shortage of combatants. What it lacks is regional leaders who can take charge of their own affairs. The Renaissance Organization The situation where the four masters coexisted will soon be gone forever, and the four of us will be separated and go to the revival branches around the world to lead the fight against the Federation there."
"So, you can no longer position yourself as the organization's senior thug. You will have to do a lot of mental work in the future. From now on, you must learn to be a qualified leader."
"Hmm...Okay, but if you ask me why Leonardo da Vinci is willing to help William seize the throne...isn't he just interested in Manila No. 5 Well?" Ye rolled his eyes. He really couldn't think of any other reason.
"Huh," Zhou sighed heavily, "It seems that you still have a long way to go before you can stand alone."
"Hey, hey...you don't want to attack someone in such a crooked way."
Day turned a blind eye to the dissatisfaction expressed by Night: "Mr. Leonardo da Vinci's idea is to support William Chapman to take over the two counties in Southeast Asia, deepen cooperation, and slowly turn him into a puppet of the organization."
"Southeast Asia is a land of five seas and three continents. It borders Helong County, Borneo County, and Ocean County. The geographical location is so advantageous that the organization has great potential if it is based here."
Ye nodded: "I understand. The previous Renaissance organization only had one Maple Leaf County as its base. It is not easy to intervene in Asia. It would be much easier if it occupied Baoxiang and Wandao counties."
"Yes, Mr. Leonardo da Vinci's idea of exploring Southeast Asia has not been a day or two. It's just that old man Joseph has guarded his territory very tightly, and the organization's infiltration for many years has only succeeded in Bein. Until half a month ago , William Chapman took the initiative to contact the organization. In fact, Mr. Leonardo da Vinci’s original intention was to get on the line with William. As long as his request was not excessive, he would help. Unexpectedly, hahaha... William was actually willing to take it. Well No. 5 is here to change. This person has a heroic demeanor. How can such a person be willing to be the puppet of the organization."
"You don't need to give William such a high evaluation, do you?" Ye smacked her lips: "I think he is just a bastard, so I don't feel bad."
Zhou let out a chuckle: "Okay, let's not talk about William for the time being. Let's greet a few guests first."
These words were spoken to the air, and it was unknown where the "guest" mentioned by Hiruzen was now.
"Ziu, the leader of the four masters of the Fuxing Organization?" On a rooftop railing not far from Fuxing and the others, a little bird suddenly spoke human words, fluttered its wings, turned into a human body in the air, and stood next to Tianhe. In front of Ye: "If you don't stay in Maple Leaf County, what are you doing in Baoxiang County? Can't you tell who is the host and who is the guest?"
This man is a lean, black-haired, yellow-skinned man with a tiger body and ape-like arms and a powerful voice. At first glance, he looks quite like a Muay Thai champion who has been practicing boxing for many years.
One of Joseph's dragon-level bodyguards - Cambalang, the "Beast Power God".
But the paradox is that this guard officer is actually naked at this time, without even an inch of clothing...
Ye teased: "You clearly show that we are all the top four masters, but why are you so well-known? You can meet acquaintances everywhere."
"Don't talk nonsense. This is the first time I have seen Mr. Cambalon in real life." Zhou looked at the man in front of him: "Mr. Cambalon's disguise is really clever... It seems that I made a mistake. The guests are not two people." It’s three places instead of one place.”
As soon as he finished speaking, another unfamiliar voice sounded from behind the two people day and night:
"Hey, Cambalang, when will you change your impatience? People can easily deceive you and expose it yourself."
The door to the rooftop was opened, and two men in federal guard uniforms walked out one after another. The former is older, probably in his early sixties, and he was the one who just warned Cambalang.
The other man was much younger, around thirty, with an ordinary face, but his face was extremely pale, like a patient who had suffered a massive blood loss.
"How could our whereabouts be exposed?" Hiroshi looked at the pale-faced young guard officer: "It turns out to be Colonel Boca. If you are not guarding Singapore, aren't you afraid of a beast disaster destroying Fortress No. 30? "
Boca Rodriguez is a dragon-level ability user. His sickly complexion is due to the fact that he has been stationed at Fortress No. 30 in Singapore for a long time and has not seen the sun all year round.
It was not accidental that Boca's heel was exposed by day and night. In fact, the Renaissance organization collected a lot of information about Joseph's security officers through the two lines of William and Bein. And Boca Rodriguez is the opponent that Zhou least wants to encounter, no one.
Coincidentally, Boca's ability is "Imperial Capital".
This ability appears for the second time in this game. The first person to use "Imperial Capital" was BTS warden Tong Xincheng. However, his ability level is only ghost level, while Boka is a genuine dragon level ability user.
The "Imperial Capital Territory" that has reached the dragon level is even larger, equivalent to the area of a large city. The entire Kuala Lumpur is under Boca's perception and control, which makes the assassination team led by Zhou lose the meaning of latent operations: The three of them, Day, Night and Morning, were like three bright lights in the dark night in the royal capital of Boca. It was impossible to avoid being discovered.
"It's time for everyone in the Renaissance Organization to worry about it," Boka said coldly: "After all, the two of you will have a hard battle to fight soon, so let's think about the present first."
The leader of the three guards was the old man. He asked with great interest: "Hahaha, Boka, be polite to our guests. I have a question that I want to ask clearly before we start fighting. Then How did you discover us? Boka and I have controlled our auras very well, so we shouldn’t be noticed by you.”
"Colonel Reginald doesn't need to worry about it. After all, the three of you will have a hard battle to fight soon. It's better to think about the present first." Hiruzen changed Boca's words to his personal name and retorted.
"Hahahaha, you are too confident in yourself." Reginald's expression seemed as if he had just heard an extremely funny joke: "I know that the Renaissance organization is very strong day and night. As the leader of the four masters, your strength is Definitely the peak dragon-level combat power."
According to the normal context, after the enemy's blind compliments, there should be a turning point, and as expected:
"However, the three of us are also the best among the dragons, and we have a numerical advantage. The situation for the two of us is worrying."
"This old man has such a strong flag." Ye Wang looked at Reginald with compassion in his eyes.
In his mind, Day had already figured out the little thoughts of the escort officers, but in order to cooperate with Night's delay, he still pretended not to know: "Then Colonel Reginald, since you are so confident, why bother? Why bother with us?"
Reginald was very satisfied with Zhou's humble gesture: "It's very simple, surrender."
Ye Momo sneered: "This guy hasn't woken up from his dream."
"You may know that some time ago, Colonel Griffin was killed in the battle to defend Fortress No. 5, and Mr. Joseph lost one of his five dragon-level generals."
Hearing the string song during the day, he knew the elegant meaning: "So, Joseph wants to recruit us?"
"Yes," Reginald decided to open the skylight and speak frankly: "When we came to stop you, Mr. Joseph specifically asked me to bring you a message."
"As long as you surrender to me, any conditions will apply."
"These are his exact words."
Zhou observed the expressions of the three escort officers: Reginald was calm, Boca was thoughtful, and Cambalang's expression was a bit richer, showing dissatisfaction and dissatisfaction, but he was so angry that he did not refute or question. , the anger clearly revealed a helplessness.
"They are all outstanding people." Zhou An praised: "Everyone has a clear understanding of the situation in Southeast Asia, which shows that no one is a simple-minded fool."
After Reginald and Boca appeared, Hiru knew that the battle would not start for a while: if he wanted to start a fight, wouldn't it be better to sneak attack in the dark. According to intelligence, Reginald can master ultra-long-range attack methods, and its attack range far exceeds the perception radius of day and night.
Therefore, Reginald's mouth was not unexpected at all.
He could even deduce the truth behind Joseph's efforts to recruit renaissance masters: that is, Joseph's high-level ability users were really stretched thin.
The death of a Griffin is actually not a big problem. The real big problem is that Fortress No. 5 has been destroyed, and the road to reconstruction is still far away. If Southeast Asia is compared to a pond, capable people are the fish in the pond, and Well No. 30 in Singapore and Well No. 5 in Manila are the tubes that transport nutrients into the pond. The two pipes jointly support the ecological environment of the pond. As long as the number of dead fish does not reach a critical value, the pond will continue to live. But now, a pipe is broken and cannot be reconnected in a short period of time.
What’s even more frightening is the subsequent domino effect: a pond with only one pipe can no longer support so many fish. Once the older batch of fish die, the pond without new fry will become a pool of stagnant water.
But that might not happen. Joseph is not the only fish pond owner in the world, there are eleven others. Any person in the federal cabinet can take advantage of others' danger to kill or collect Joseph's fish, and Southeast Asia will directly change hands.
Could Joseph allow that to happen? Of course it's impossible. So he took a multi-pronged approach: on the one hand, he first solved the problem from the source and rebuilt the Manila No. 5 Well at all costs; on the other hand, he recruited experts at a high price. It didn't matter whether they were loyal or not, as long as they could fight.
The three escort officers are all smart people. Even Cambalang, who is the most impatient and loves to talk with his fists, can read some meanings from Joseph's words, so he is just indignant and feels sorry for this in his heart. I still understand the asking price.
"I believe in Mr. Joseph's sincerity," Zhou said calmly, "It's an attractive price, but..."
Hiru didn't say the next words because Cambalang took action. This guard officer, known for his "bravery", decisively launched an attack when he heard the word "but".
But yes, the Renaissance Organization has even rejected the condition of "whatever you want", so what's there to talk about?
Cambalang's method of attack was a close-quarters attack. He came behind Hiroshi with a speed that was almost instantaneous, and then followed with a tomahawk kick, aiming at Hiroshi's head.
His attack was in vain, but the devastating power contained in the move was still expressed in a very intuitive way: the building collapsed.
This building, which was in good condition just a few minutes ago, was penetrated by a terrible impact from the roof to the foundation. After a few seconds of support, it seemed as if it had been blasted by engineering, and it fell to pieces.
"I said, don't you think about the movement before you take action?"
Standing in mid-air, there was nothing under his feet but it was like he was standing on solid ground: "Or do you want me to take the blame for the Renaissance Organization again?"
In the sky, besides day, there are three figures standing side by side. They are three dragon-level guards. They have gone somewhere in the night.
Although these three bodyguards were also stopped in mid-air, their postures were not as elegant as those in the day. Because neither Cambalan nor Reginald could fly, it was Boca who controlled the air around them, forming an air cocoon, allowing the two to wrap themselves in the air to achieve a floating effect.
As for Boka himself, in the "Imperial Capital Realm", he can directly ignore the force of gravity. Unfortunately, this ability to ignore the laws of physics cannot affect any life except those with abilities.
"It seems...something's wrong." Boka looked at his feet. He had a feeling of "unsteadiness" that shouldn't exist. Secondly, the process of creating an air cocoon just now was also strange. He felt that it would take more effort this time. . If the effort required to create an air cocoon before was equivalent to lightly clenching a fist, then the effort Boka just spent was like clenching it to death.
"Colonel Boka has noticed something," Zhou Han said with a smile: "Didn't the three of you notice that our feet are too quiet?"
Cambarang, Reginald, and Boca didn't need to lower their heads to see. They had already realized in hindsight: the city below was no longer the same city.
"I have to thank you, Colonel Reginald. If you hadn't talked to me, my brother wouldn't have had enough time to replicate this battlefield."
"Dear guests, welcome to -"
"Mirror World."
