"You said you have the news I want?"

Xu Zong flew over and stopped in front of the man. He was a slender boy with makeup on his face with no idea of ​​what kind of plant juice was used, making people unable to see his appearance.

"Yes, I'm an intelligence agent who specializes in the knockout rounds to sell news."

Seeing that the curved blade had not penetrated his chest, the slender boy breathed a sigh of relief and then showed the screen on his arm.

"We intelligence providers are not coming to advance, they are purely making money, so their points are very low. Even if we kill us, we won't earn much points."

His screen showed that the points were only about ten points.

"It's only about ten o'clock that I got it because I had to do it."

"In this knockout round, there are actually intelligence dealers?"

Xu Zong was slightly stunned and looked strange and authentic.

"We can't contact the virtual universe here, so we can't even pass on money. Can you really make money? Are you afraid that others will regret it later?"

“There is a demand where there are people, which is normal.”

Seeing that Xu Zong had already believed it, the slender boy breathed a sigh of relief, put away the screen, and smiled.

"And we only serve experts. Experts usually care about their face. After they go out, they should receive a lot of money. There is no cost to do this business, so why not do it?"
Chapter completed!