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It's night, early morning.

The Yanlong Society's base was pitch black, with a few swaying lights lit up at the entrance at the back, and several big knives stood in a stance to watch. There were also figures of several observation decks on the walls patrolling down from a high place.

Tang En, dressed in black, touched the periphery of the wall. After a preliminary investigation during the day, he found that the guards at the garrison were not very strict and could sneak in.

Although it was a bit strange that such a large gang was so relaxed. But now time is tight, and if you miss it, you may not have such an opportunity again. So after the blood value is full in the early morning, Tang En still pressed his anxiety and prepared to take action.

The lights are dim, and the guards at the entrance are not obstacles at all. What you need to pay attention to is not to be exposed to the viewing platform.

After a team of mobile patrol posts passed, Tang En decisively approached the wall, jumped up, and nailed it into the wall with two nails in both hands. The black figure was attached to the wall as if it had merged into it.

Wait for a moment, and there was silence everywhere.

Tang En began to climb up like a gecko. The route was determined during the day and was the blind spot of the observation deck.

It went smoothly, Tang En fell on the wall.

Hey... Just as Tang En was about to bypass the observation deck, he suddenly realized that the figure patrolling inside was a little strange. The figure has been in this position since he was about to sneak in and has not moved. This is very abnormal. Even if he is dedicated, you have to turn your head and look around...

Tang En's heart moved and ventured to sneak over and open the wooden door of the observation deck.

In the observation deck, under the bronze oil lamp hanging in the air, a knife-holding man lay on the ground, and blood spread out. As for the person leaning against the lookout, he was wiped with a wooden stick and then pressed it there. From the outside, he looked like he was patrolling.

Have a peer...

This was something that Tang En expected. After all, there are 50,000 gold coins and there is no limit on the level, so naturally many assassins are willing to try their luck.

Tang En did not move the layout inside the observation deck, and wanted to exit after opening the wooden door.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped out of the observation deck, he saw a little cold light piercing towards his forehead.

"I'll fuck..."

With a bang, Tang En directly hit the wooden door and retreated. The dagger hidden in his right elbow popped up as expected.

Ding, Ding, Ding...

Sparks splashed everywhere, cold light intertwined, and the two daggers intersected many times in an instant. At such a close distance, both sides relied on subconscious reactions.

After defending more than ten attacks, Tang En grabbed the gap, stepped out directly, kicked the opponent's lower abdomen, and kicked the man out of the observation deck.

Before Tang En could come forward to pursue, two cold stars came straight to the door.

Tang En had no choice but to stop and dodge sideways.

Snatch, grab... Two arc-shaped half-moon blades were nailed to the wooden door.

The sneak attacker took advantage of the situation and turned up, and the two returned to the confrontation. Tang En also looked at his opponent. When he saw this, Tang En suddenly became depressed. The black clothes, black pants, and black scarf were exactly the same as himself. At this time, the other party was undoubtedly an assassin at this location.

The man was obviously stunned when he saw Tang En's outfit. As soon as he climbed up, he saw the wooden door suddenly opened. He thought Tang En was a guard, so of course he had to attack first to prevent the other party from warning. As a result, after more than ten blows, he was kicked out. He was just thinking that a small minion in the Yanlong would have such strength, so he would come to assassinate a Mao...

Just as the two of them were in awkward confrontation, a "ding" sound was heard, and a black iron claw swung up between them and grabbed the wall.

But in a moment, a man in a black night clothes flipped up.

As soon as the man landed, he saw a black figure standing in front of him. His body shook obviously, and a sharp dagger lit up in an instant.

Damn... Looking at the assassin who showed his dagger, Tang En touched his nose depressedly. How many peers would have to come in tonight? The competition is too fierce.

"Ahem...", the first assassin who attacked Tang En cleared his throat.

This sound made the assassin who came up later even more nervous. He turned around and saw another figure behind him.

"Brother, don't be nervous." Seeing that the man who came up later took out another dagger, the first assassin quickly spoke, "Everyone is walking with him, there is no need to kill each other."

Then he quickly said to Tang En: "It was a misunderstanding just now."

Tang En nodded to express his understanding.

The assassin who came up later also saw their dress clearly at this time, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and his two daggers hang down: "What a coincidence...haha."

What a coincidence, with such a long wall, the three of them met together in a blink of an eye.

"I said, standing like this is not a big deal. Why don't everyone be casual?" The assassin later was obviously a little anxious. Thinking about it, I don't know how many assassins have sneaked in now. What if someone takes the lead or alerts the snake?

Don Eun and the first assassin spread their hands to agree.

The later assassin arched at the two of them twice, and disappeared into the night along the stairs.

Then the first assassin bowed to Tang En a little embarrassedly, smiled bitterly, and went down the ladder.

Tang En had no hope of completing this task at this time. So many assassins came in. If they wanted to say who was successful in the end, it all depends on who was lucky.

But it would be too unworthy to say that you give up now. After all, you just climbed up with hard work. Tang En finally decided to go down and take a look.

…………

In a small building a hundred meters behind the Yanlong Club’s garrison.

Powells smiled, "Berney, how many moles have you seen flipped in?"

"63. What about you?"

"71. Alas, I don't know if I can get a hundred..." Powells seemed very impressed.

"Uh...when will we attack?"

"No hurry, go, check the lighting crystal and visible dust first. If there is no problem, attack."

…………

Outside Luoyue Street, a large luxury carriage was slowly stopping. Inside the carriage were six well-dressed men with extraordinary manners.

If a nobleman saw these people at this time, he would definitely exclaim. Because the five older people were the Viscount Delk and the other four other clan leaders of the Viscounts of the Alliance who had attracted much attention recently. As for the other blonde man who was in his prime, he was not a simple person. This person is the city lord, Robert Bevin.

At this time, the carriage door was gently knocked, and Butler Grey walked in and nodded to Bevin.

Beiwen stood up and smiled and said, "Everyone, according to the insiders of the Flame Dragon Society, most of the assassins have already sneaked in. We must seize the opportunity to attack."

The five viscounts stood up and looked at each other. Finally, Viscount Delk smiled and said, "Everything is under the command of His Excellency Bevin, we have no other righteousness."

In the past few days of melee, these five families have made a qualitative leap in both the strength of the gang and their own economic strength. After tasting the sweetness, they naturally have no objection to Bevin, the planner of all these actions.

"Okay, then Bevin is not polite. Everyone, please immediately let the gangs supported by their respective families attack from the front with the Golden Lion Gang as an arrow." The Golden Lion Gang, one of the three major gangs in Laiyan City, have similar strength to the Flame Dragon Society, and of course the backstage is the Robert family.

"Okay." "No problem..."

The five viscounts clan leaders all recruited their subordinates and conveyed the orders.

Bevin raised his glass: "Then let us drink this glass and congratulate the successful operation."

"Please!" "Do it!"

...

"Uh...what is that?" a viscount cried out.

In the direction of the Flame Dragon Club's resident, a ray of light suddenly soared into the sky, making the place as bright as daylight!
Chapter completed!