Black Hand Covers the Sky in Meiman

"It's interesting, it's actually this world. It seems that we need to plan carefully," Anthony smiled playfully, with a glint in his eyes.

Looking at the extra information in his mind, Anthony knew that this time he came to the world of wanted orders through the low-level world invitation volume, which was also the world of the League of Assassins.

"The boss understands the world." Gin also received this message, but he didn't understand what it meant at all.

"Yeah," Anthony nodded and then told Gin about the world in general.

To put it simply, there used to be a group of weavers in this world. They discovered what they thought was the secret of the world from a loom, and then established an assassin organization. Decrypt it and start protecting the world by killing people.

Then a thousand years later, under the deliberate guidance of this organization, a frustrated young man began to work hard for this organization and personally killed the enemy that the organization could not fight, that is, his own biological father. The story of a sudden awakening and revenge.

"It's a very cliche story," Gin said expressionlessly.

"Maybe, but there are a lot of good things in this world, and although the masters in this world may be a little perverted, they are still within the controllable range," Anthony said with the expression of a hunter who has found his prey: "Let us start plundering, Squeeze the world dry”

"Okay, boss," Gin also nodded and said, "To be honest, I'm really interested in what you said, boss, about their ability to bend bullets."

Wesley is one of the ordinary office workers in the city. He likes to escape reality because he has what he considers to be panic disorder. Therefore, even at the golden age of 25, he has still achieved nothing.

If there were no accidents, the whole life of a person like him would probably pass by in such a muddle. But this day he met someone, a very beautiful woman. And this woman will bring about earth-shaking changes in his life.

"How about Gin?" Anthony stood at a commanding height, watching the farce below with Gin.

"A very strong opponent, I am not an opponent," Gin replied. Although he didn't want to admit it because of his pride, he was either an opponent or not an opponent. He would not lie about this kind of thing.

"Really? It seems that the power of this is more valuable than we imagined," Anthony smiled: "Don't be depressed, Gin. They are an organization that has been inherited for more than a thousand years. It is not surprising that they have this kind of power. And We will get this power soon.”

At this time, the farce-like gun battle below finally came to an end. Fox, sent by the League of Assassins to seduce Wesley, took him to escape, preparing to implement the plan arranged by their organization for the son to kill his father.

"Okay, let's keep up. We can't lose our guide." Anthony watched the speeding vehicle leave, and then began to implement their own plan.

Sloan has been very proud recently, and his plan is going very smoothly. Although that boy Wesley is 25 years old, he is still too naive in terms of human relations and so easily believes his own words.

But it's no wonder that he made everything he made up so perfect. Even his father, the strongest killer in the organization, had been deceived by him for so many years, let alone him.

Thinking of Wesley's ungrateful father, Sloan couldn't help but feel an unknown fire in his heart. What era has it been? Still clinging to the rules set by the inexplicable loom of fate? What is most important in this era is money, profit and power.

And Sloan couldn't help but have a ruthless look in his eyes. That damn loom actually wanted to kill me, Sloan, and printed my name on the cloth. How could I possibly do what it wanted?

How can beings like us, who are born with powerful powers beyond mortals, become the tools of that ridiculous loom? We should become aloof gods to rule the entire world.

Opening the door of his car, Sloan was going to attend a gathering of top people. This circle was something he had only recently come into contact with. It was filled with big shots who could decide the lives and deaths of tens of millions of people with just one word. Ordinary people were different. He said he wanted to see them, but he didn't even have the right to know their names. It was precisely because of this that Sloan dismissed all his men and drove there by himself.

After stroking the steering wheel of his car, Sloan showed an expression of enjoyment. The taste of power and money is really fascinating. For example, the car in front of you is a truly good car. It is hand-made and customized. Every part is like a work of art. Even if you have money, you can't buy it. Damn that damn loom. This is the life I want.

At this moment, a sound wave that ordinary people couldn't hear came from under his car. In an instant, he felt that his blood began to boil, he had a splitting headache, his limbs were weak, his eyes began to blur, and his heartbeat began to be disordered. of acceleration.

It's so uncomfortable. Even Sloan, a top assassin who has been rigorously trained by the Assassin's League, is suddenly unable to fight back when he is suddenly attacked by this kind of attack.

Bang An object the size of a baby's fist suddenly smashed through the window of his car and flew in. However, he didn't care about the glass of his car because he recognized the object that flew in. It was the same thing as a tear gas bomb.

Although I'm not sure if it contained tear gas, whatever it was, since it was specifically aimed at me, it couldn't be anything beneficial. So he tried desperately to hold his breath, but the sound wave that he couldn't hear kept interfering with the operation of his body. So, soon, Sloan, the leader of the Assassin Alliance who controlled countless lives and deaths, and the guy on the cross who had always wanted to kill, fell like this.

"Is the measurement enough?" Anthony looked at what just happened from a distance and asked Gin beside him.

"That's enough. That stuff is filled with high-end goods purchased from our market at a high price. It's said to be high-end products specially provided by the Osborne Group for the military's special forces. I also specially increased the dosage, so it's absolutely foolproof." ," Gin replied.

"Well, let's wait and see, wait for the medicine to take full effect, and make sure everything is foolproof," Anthony nodded and continued to stare at that position solemnly. It took Gin and himself so long, and they used a lot of complicated tracking and surveillance methods for people with sensitive five senses to find out. Finally, when the powerful people in this organization were alone, they had to be absolutely foolproof.

Three minutes later, the infrasonic weapons over there were turned off through remote control, and Anthony and Gin came to the luxury car fully armed. Looking at the unconscious Sloan with a painful expression on his face, Anthony once again ordered Gin to give him a shot with the anesthetic gun in his hand. After seeing that nothing happened, he tied him up.

Looking at Sloan who fell into a deep coma in front of him, Anthony couldn't help but joked: "It's unexpectedly easy. Technology really changes life."