After a moment of observation, Felin understood what kind of place No. 41 Klebbe Street was, and a strange look appeared on his face.
Dragon's Evil couldn't have chosen a better place, but chose a place like this to establish its base.
Even though it is a cult organization, it is still a mysterious force and has the pride of being an extraordinary person. Why would you choose such a place to establish distance?
However, he soon figured it out.
It was actually a very smart move for Dragon's Evil to hide its stronghold in a place like this.
This kind of place is open day and night, so it won't seem strange whether there are people coming in or out day or night.
It won't attract attention and is a perfect place to hide as a stronghold.
It's just that the cultists of Dragon's Evil may not be able to avoid hearing strange sounds every day. After all, as extraordinary beings, their ears and eyes are extremely sharp.
Of course, it is also possible that they themselves are frequent visitors and the makers of strange sounds.
"When I interrogated Enzuo before, I didn't know that this stronghold would be such a special place, and I didn't ask about the hiding place of the Dragon's Sin stronghold."
"In order to confirm the specific place where the Dragon Evil cultists are hiding and whether to evacuate, it is necessary to enter and investigate!"
In an invisible state, Felin walked past two women with heavy makeup and entered 41 Klebbe Street through the main entrance.
The first thing you see is a lobby with reception staff. When someone enters, there will be reception staff guiding them to each private room. It is not difficult to imagine what happens next.
Felin searched from floor to floor to find where the Dragon Evil cultists were hiding.
However, when he searched all three floors, he did not see anyone who could cause the panel to react.
"No?"
Felin was a little surprised that the panel could react to cultists, but there was no one who could cause the panel to react, which meant that he had not encountered any cultists who practiced evil arts.
"No, I'm afraid it's hidden somewhere and I missed it."
Felin went down from the third floor and started looking again.
This time, he concentrated and pushed his hearing to the limit. He even put his ear against the door and wall to listen. Suddenly, "various" sounds came into his ears.
There is none on the third floor.
There is none on the second floor.
First floor... In a remote corner on the first floor, Felin noticed something unusual.
It was a closed door. He put his ear against the door and listened attentively. He heard faint sounds. There was obviously someone behind the door.
It just seems to have been soundproofed and has excellent soundproofing effect.
Even though he has excellent hearing, he still has to put his ear to the door to hear the sound behind the door.
"It should be right here!"
Feilin thought to himself.
The stronghold of Dragon Evil should be behind this door. He suspected that there should be a relatively wide space behind this door, otherwise it would be impossible to accommodate as many as twenty people.
"There are still people inside, so they probably didn't notice the unusual evacuation!"
Felin felt that the Dragon's Evil stronghold probably didn't notice any abnormalities. If it did, there wouldn't be anyone inside.
"Although the Necklace of Invisibility can make you invisible, it cannot pass through walls. You can only monitor here!"
In a state of invisibility, Felin stood guard in front of the door, monitoring the movements of the Dragon Evil cultists inside.
The door leads to the secret stronghold of Dragon Evil.
"You really have to drink like this to feel good!"
A man with long hair, a slender figure and a strong body was sitting on a sofa with a bold posture, holding a red wine bottle in his hand, taking two sips, and making a cheerful cry. He was obviously in a good mood.
On the two sofas next to him, there were two people, a man and a woman.
The man has a tall build, wearing a jacket and trousers that resemble a suit, and has distorted or deep scars on his face.
The woman wears a black tight-fitting leather jacket that shows off her beautiful figure, and her lips are painted with black lipstick.
Like the long-haired man, the two of them were in a very good mood.
"Master Bogdan has become extraordinary, and the organization is now a large force. Let's see which sect dares to look down on us now."
Simone Vergasola, a tall man, picked up the red wine glass and took a big sip, saying proudly.
Extraordinary, this is a hard standard to measure whether an organization is qualified to be called a large power.
Without extraordinary combat power, no matter how many high-level or even twelve-level ones there are, they are not enough to be called a large force.
In the past, although the Evil of the Dragon had a profound foundation and its high level had surpassed that of a medium-sized force, it was always looked down upon by other large sects because it had no extraordinary reasons.
Nowadays, Dragon Evil has been born extraordinary and has become a large-scale force. Even large-scale sects are not qualified to see them clearly.
"This is not the end. Under the leadership of Lord Bogdan, the sect will inevitably give birth to a second or even a third transcendent..."
Xia Diya Yinbulanyin, a woman in black leather clothes, took a sip of red wine with her seductive black lips and said with adoring eyes.
"That's right. Under the leadership of Lord Bogdan, the sect will definitely become stronger. I respect Lord Bogdan!"
The long-haired man Craig Fagan raised the red wine bottle in his hand and said with respect.
"Here's to Lord Bogdan!"
"Here's to Lord Bogdan!"
Simone and Xadia both raised their red wine glasses and said with respect.
"Enzuo has gone to other cities to develop new believers and establish strongholds. We cannot fall behind. Next, we need to vigorously develop believers and strengthen our strongholds."
Putting down the red wine bottle, Craig said with a smile.
"You're right, we can't lag behind him."
Mentioning the name Enzuo, both Simone and Xadia looked a little unnatural.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that if they are sent out to develop strongholds in other cities, they will receive generous rewards if they succeed.
But such a rewarding task fell on Enzuo, and both of them were a little dissatisfied.
In terms of qualifications, which one of them is not older than Enzuo, and in terms of strength, which one of them is not stronger than Enzuo?
Why did Eun Zuo win the battle between the two of them and get the lucrative mission of being dispatched to other cities to develop strongholds?
The two looked at each other, and finally Xia Dia asked.
"Lord Craig, why was this assignment assigned to Enzuo, the most junior among us?"
"I thought you wouldn't ask."
Craig picked up the bottle of red wine and took a few sips with a half-smile on his face.
"If it were either one of us, we would naturally have no objection, but it happens to be Enzuo, who is the most junior, and we really can't figure it out."
Having already spoken, Simeone also spoke.
"I believe in your abilities, but this assignment is directly assigned by the sect."
Craig shook his head and said.
"The sect directly appointed him. Does Enzuo have connections among the higher-ups of the sect?"
Xiadia and Simeone couldn't help but look surprised.