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When approaching the hotel, he clenched the thin wire slightly to slow down, and his body stuck to the smooth hotel wall soundlessly. Mingchen lowered his head and glanced down. A few figures were the size of ants on the beach.

Life hangs by a thread?

Chilled by himself, Mingchen put one hand on the wall and looked up. On the corner wall hung a large metal signboard of the hotel that was shining. His body curled up slightly. Mingchen re-tightened the thin line in mid-air Swinging his body, the thin thread was tense as if it was about to break.

It is now.

When he swung his body for the third time, he instantly let go of the hands holding the thin thread, and the air around him became extremely quiet as if it had condensed, with only the howling sea breeze left in his ears.

"Snapped--"

Holding the big metal signboard of the hotel firmly with both hands, the man leaped nimbly up to the hollow part of the signboard, from the side of the hotel to the side of the hotel facing the sea.

Curling his body in the middle of the letter o, Mingchen sat down and adjusted his breathing a little. The third floor on the top floor that was hired by the resource officer had an independent power supply. His plan was simple. He found the place where the power supply equipment was and installed a small bomb. Find the resource officer meeting room before two o'clock.

The first goal, find the generator.

There are cameras in the corridor, and it is the easiest and most direct way to enter the electric room directly from the window, and the window of the electric room is close to the metal signboard of the hotel, which is very safe for the resource officer and very convenient for Ming Chen .

He took out a pen from his pocket and put it on his ear, Mingchen turned out the letter o and came to the top, strode to the groove of the letter M next to it, and silently cut a smooth oval on the bulletproof glass with the pen Shaped, quietly put the cut glass aside, the man slid into the room like a fish.

There is an electric room under the window, and his back is stuck to the wall of the room. Mingchen slightly probes his head and glances towards the door. A watchman in charge of guarding the electric room is looking down at a newspaper. He raises his wrist and looks at the watchman. An anesthesia needle was injected, and the attendant on duty rested his head on the table as if he had fallen asleep.

This should be regarded as his first real mission after "rebirth".

Easy to install a time bomb on the generator, Mingchen turned out of the window again, and entered another room in the same way. This room is a place for guests to rest. The guests can be ignored without anesthesia needles.

From the bedroom to the balcony of the guest room, the man in the dark night stepped on the balcony like a phantom and directly climbed to the balcony of the upper floor. He stood lightly at the door of the room. There was a light from the next room, and there were bodyguards. .

Judging from the sound of footsteps, two people were patrolling back and forth.

One was coming towards the room on his side, getting closer and closer, a shadow of a charming man appeared at the door, he covered the other's mouth the moment the other walked in, and at the same time stabbed the Hidden Sword directly into the other's crotch In the throat, it was killed with one blow, without making any sound.

While the other person was looking out the window with his back turned to the door, the cat approached silently with his waist down, and quickly put the person down in the same way, and the movement was clean and neat in less than 2 minutes.

With the smell of alcohol all over, the middle-aged man, who was extraordinarily rich and round, sat at one end of the long table with his chubby belly. He just celebrated his graduation with his daughter. The resource officer looked a little tired. Quickly shake your spirits, the gentleness and kindness when facing your daughter turned into a cold mask.

There was a scolding voice when he opened his mouth: "There is no news from the [-]th district, and no news from the [-]th district. Can anyone tell me how to report to the king this year?"

A regional resource officer said helplessly: "There are less and less holy stone resources on the planet. We have tried our best to find the relics of the time when the meteor fell. Every relic does not spare an inch of land, but the place where it can be mined Almost all have been excavated."

Several other regional resource officers nodded in agreement, and everyone's faces were filled with unspeakable pain.

"It has been almost 500 years since we started digging and collecting holy stones, and the resources of holy stones that can be detected by machines are getting less and less.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Resource Officer, you have to think of a way. It is estimated that the resources will be exhausted in less than two years. In the past two years, we can still use some of the previous inventory. What will we do after two years? The king has issued a death order, and if we fail to deliver it, we will all be killed, this..."

"Master Resource Officer, what does the king want those stones for?"

"Shut up!"

A loud shout made everyone quiet. The resource officer closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Could it be that the middle-aged man with furrowed brows doesn't know what everyone here is worried about?What they were worried about was what he was worried about, but there was no way it could be done, the king was the one who gave the order, and no one in this world could disobey the king's orders, not even him.

After a moment of silence, the resource officer calmly glanced at the worried crowd: "Submit this year's resources before the end of the year. As for the others, I will find a way."

Only he knows how furious the king will be if the resources are not paid up, and what terrible punishment they will receive.

Maybe not just themselves, but also their family members.

"We can rely on you, Mr. Resource Officer."

"With your words, we are also at ease."

"Okay, okay." Snorting impatiently, the resource officer held the confidential documents handed to him by everyone in his hand and said in a deep voice, "There is less than three months to send the last batch of holy stones to all districts." The factory will carry out the extraction, and it must be delivered before the end of the year."

As soon as the words fell, the whole room suddenly fell into darkness, everyone became chaotic, some shouted what happened, and the timid ones got scared and got under the table.

"what happened!"

"Where's the lamp, where's the lamp!"

"guard--"

In the darkness where you can't see your fingers, you don't even know who is next to you. In the darkness, you don't hear the guard's response. None of the people present dared to turn on the flashlight, for fear that they would become the target of others.

The resource officer was also taken aback. He yelled a few times and there was no response from the guards. Could it be that something went wrong, but no one else broke in. Suddenly the documents in his hand were taken away, and the resource officer was stunned for a moment. one time.

In less than 5 minutes, the power was turned on again, and the room was lit up again. When the guards rushed into the room one after another, only some resource officers who were usually high-spirited were hiding. Under the table, some were curled up in the corner, and some looked terrified.

All the guards outside the meeting room were secretly assassinated. Although no clues were left behind, this kind of one-hit killing method was obviously someone's usual method.

"Sir, there is really no need to go unannounced..."

"No need, no one is allowed to leak what happened today, no one is allowed to mention it, just pretend that nothing happened."

Impatiently waving his hands to let his subordinates go down to deal with the mess, the resource officer glanced at the cold night outside the window, until now his right hand was still trembling slightly, as the cold air approached in the darkness, and instantly took away the contents of the document in his hand At that time, he felt the approach of death.

Why didn't Tyrael kill him?

For a moment Tyrell really wanted to kill him.

Is it to save a life?The resource officer looked at the people who were still in shock, and said in a deep voice: "Continuing the topic we just talked about, the holy stone is not enough to last for two years and it will be exhausted. I can tell you frankly here that once the holy stone is exhausted, all of us will be buried together." .”

After a pause, the resource officer said, "But it's not impossible. I think... Your Majesty will soon meet a difficult opponent, so let's just pretend that nothing happened today."

If it was really Tyrell, that dangerous man might be able to help them divert His Majesty's attention.

After reading the documents in the hotel's open-air bathtub, the man put them one by one on the scented candle next to the bathtub and burned them.

Picking up the bathrobe and putting it on, the man with wet hair walked into the room barefoot. Ming Chen glanced at He Hongxue who was sitting in the living room drinking red wine: "You went to the wrong room."

"Isn't it too wasteful to enjoy such a beautiful honeymoon suite alone?" He Hongxue licked her lips with the tip of her tongue, and looked Ming Chen from top to bottom with her eyes, and the smile in her eyes deepened, "How about cooperation? "

"I don't need to..."

"Wait until I finish speaking before making a decision," He Hongxue interrupted Ming Chen, "You don't want to know where the body of your mentor Altaïr is hidden?"

Ming Chen narrowed his eyes immediately.

"You don't want to know..." Standing up from the sofa, He Hongxue carried a glass of undrunk red wine and walked slowly to Ming Chen, "Why does the royal family always try to infiltrate the He family?"