Chapter 210 Pompeii, Assassin’s Guild

"Snapped."

Bai Mo clapped his palms, pretending to be curious, and asked.

"Okay, what do you think about the system wing?"

"It's very useful." A boy with light gray hair said.

"Yes, it's very convenient. It's like having an extra hand."

"No need for a cell phone for me, future times."

Cyberpunk 2077 or Night City, what’s happening now is similar.

Bai Mo nodded slightly, recorded these answers in his system wing-related report, and then handed it to his superior.

"Okay, in the next period of time, I will regularly ask you for your suggestions on the use of system wings."

"Let's start class now, section one, the relationship between law and the state."

While Bai Mo was teaching these people, the world was also changing quietly.

The wind from America blew away the peace around the world, and this struggle between two economies from around the world led to changes in the world structure.

The North American mixed-race group and the old European mixed-race family seem to represent the classical and elegant old times and the modern era of today's industrial future.

Iraq, no, it should be said that Iraq's neighbor in the Middle East is quietly undergoing changes.

The world is like a chessboard, with intertwined threads, and the slightest movement in every position. Under the desire of different people to pursue interests, the wind and waves will get bigger and bigger, and in the end it will bring unimaginable turmoil.

America's fruit sales are quite good, and its bananas are very popular. So what's the next development?

The answer is that when domestic interests cannot be satisfied, the blade points abroad. Countries with favorable geographical locations that are suitable for growing bananas are targeted by the Fruit Alliance.

Negotiations started, but the result was unsatisfactory, so under the conflict was a standard set of combos.

——Incitement, guidance, provocation, support, confrontation, conflicts... Everything that can be thought of, the most despicable and bottomless of human nature, has been used.

The process was accompanied by bloodshed, and the result was that they had to rely on America to survive.

The reality that happened is the same as the story that happened among humans thousands of years ago. It was all because of the "conflict" between fists and interests, and nothing has changed.

Nowadays, with the conflict between America and the mixed-race family interest groups in Europe, Israel, the nail in the Middle East, has also taken action.

They ignited the few moments of peace here for the benefit of their country.

"Oil, the blood of modern industry, what a beautiful word."

In the castle, Pompeii crossed his legs and looked at the hooded silver-gray masked man in front of him.

"You need me to dial this situation back to the beginning."

Pompey folded his hands and placed them on the large table.

"But what did you pay for?"

"What do you need?" The masked man made a mechanical voice, emotionless, like cold iron.

Pompeii nodded, with the corners of his mouth raised like an experienced fox.

As an excellent chess player, when the pattern on the chessboard can no longer be seen clearly, he did not hesitate to cooperate with Angers and others to find a new path.

"I want your help to pull the Gattuso family out and end everything that is still happening today."

"This is impossible." The masked man directly rejected Pompeii's request.

The request sounds reasonable. Pulling the Gattuso family out when it has been trampled into the mud is a very light price to pay, because the North American Mixed Breed Alliance has already emerged in the face of the struggle between the Donkey Party and the Elephant Party. crack.

It seems that the Gattuso family can be pulled out only by investing some money.

But in this way, it means that the people behind him and the Gattuso family are completely tied to a chariot.

"Change your request."

Pompeii said directly: "I want the dragon bone of the King of Bronze and Fire."

"Ange and you have reached a contract."

"Yes, but he didn't say the time clearly, and he was very difficult to deal with." Pompeo took a deep breath.

Angers holds the secrets of Kassel Academy. No one except him knows what secrets the Lionheart Society has left behind that are not recorded in paper documents and network data.

The masked man was silent for a moment, then said: "I can agree, but only half of it can be achieved."

"Half, I need all of it."

"The price is too high."

"I can pay for the rest."

"What?"

Pompeii lifted a suitcase lying next to him and pushed it to the masked man.

The masked man opened the contents and found a stack of papers inside the suitcase.

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"Okay." The masked man answered directly without continuing to read.

"Okay, what about the Gattuso family?"

"The price is not enough."

Pompeii turned his wrist and reached out to knock on the table.

"A favor?"

"...How you want to do it determines the price."

"I don't need the Gattuso family to completely return to their starting position, I just need to pull them all down."

As for what consequences this would have, Pompeii had already anticipated it.

The masked man nodded, then stood up and left.

"Can your Assassin's Guild submit a commission?"

Pompeii asked before the masked man was about to leave.

The masked man stopped.

"Of course you can. You are a certified member of the guild."

"Good, I need you to kill someone."

"Kill someone."

Pompeii took a deep breath and replied: "The Dragon King of the Earth and Mountains, Jormungandr."

"Location."

"Its location is in Beijing."

"..." The masked man was silent.

Kill the King of Earth and Mountain, but act in the nation's capital.

You are really seeking death!

There is no doubt that when the masked man's actions are exposed, the Assassin's Guild will definitely be treated as terrorists like Bin Laden. It will almost directly force the favorability to the lowest negative value, a battle that will never compromise.

"It can't be done."

The masked man declined the assignment.

Pompeii was not surprised. After all, he had no idea of ​​going there in person. It was really annoying. Under the dead hand system, a world nuclear war would break out.

After thinking for a moment, Pompey proposed a new assassination plan.

"Kill Herzog."

"Place."

"Japan."

"Okay, come back and collect the money after the commission is completed."

"What's the deposit required?"

"Specialized personnel will come to you to discuss it in detail."

After a brief exchange, the masked man left with the box.

Pompeii picked up the wine beside him, unscrewed the cap, and drank casually.

He had encountered the current situation before. At that time, the dragon king in the world was killed by humans again and again, and the dragon-slaying heroes were honored to defeat the giant dragon.

At that time, Pompeii made a decision that went against his ancestors and joined the human group.

Because of this incident, Pompeii is now accustomed to this solution, instead of violently confronting the world like the Lord of Bronze and Fire.

"I wonder how my brothers and sisters are going to deal with this new era." While drinking, Pompeii's eyes flashed with golden dragon pupils from time to time.

Pompeii hummed and seemed to be singing an ancient story.

I stood upon the Ivory Tower

As far as I could see

The winds that grew from out of the trees were calling out to me

Curtains blew in the Ivory Tower

Willows start to bend

The ravens flew to escape the fury as the storm descends

I followed fortune 'round the tower

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