The entire Snake Castle stretches for hundreds of miles, like a poisonous snake that is entrenched and ready to bite, hiding in the darkness with its fangs exposed. Its venom flows to all regions and infiltrates wealthy families. A single order can cause the kingdom to turmoil and blood to flow like a river.
The seven senior family officials who were qualified to give orders were gathered on the top floor of the castle tower, looking down at the hanging cage below as it slowly rose.
Gordon stood in the cage, holding the sliding hinge, and the gray-black basalt towers emerged layer by layer. Countless holes were drilled into the tower walls. Once the mechanism was activated, the hidden weapons shot out of the holes were enough to turn intruders into hedgehogs.
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"Creak" The hinge turned to the end, the cage swayed on the top of the tower, and Gordon walked out.
The top floor of the tower is a garden, which is also the most mysterious and dangerous place in Snake Castle. There is not a single person visible inside, only colorful flowers and trees covering the surrounding area, exuding a strong fragrance.
Gordon took out the mandrill horn and stood quietly waiting.
"You didn't do your best this time." A sinister voice sounded, and only the voice was heard, but no one could be seen.
"The best way to complete this mission is to spend money instead of fighting the Snow Mandrill. The Snow Mandrill is just a gray tin-level ferocious beast. You can buy its horn in the Hunter Free Market for two hundred gold coins. You should understand,
Gangsters can't just rely on force, sometimes money is more effective." Another voice continued, it sounded like the friction of wooden boards, rigid and dry, without any fluctuation in tone.
Gordon replied: "That is indeed the best way, but it is not the way I want."
There was silence in the garden for a moment, then a burst of wild laughter broke out. The laughter was rough, vigorous, and unscrupulous, and the surrounding flowers and plants trembled in the laughter: "This is true! I always only look at the results when doing things, and I do not use any means. You have passed this test."
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"Now that he has passed all three tests, the plan can be implemented." This was a woman's delicate voice, floating around the garden full of flowers.
A gorgeous dragon-eating orchid suddenly appeared in front of Gordon. Its petals were covered with sharp teeth, and its stamens were like open mouths, holding a few pages of thin files in its mouth.
The words "Nail Plan" are clearly written on the scroll.
Six months ago, Gordon began to accept the family test. The first test was to assassinate an amateur hunter. He disguised himself as a bartender and easily completed the task with a glass of poisoned wine. The second test was to steal a bill from a store, and he hid
He sneaked into the store in the cargo box and succeeded easily. The third time was to obtain the Mandrill's horn. Gordon roughly guessed that the family wanted him to do something big, and the three tests were just assessments.
Gordon picked up the dossier and tore off the black scale label on the corner that symbolized top secret. He heard an old man say in a weird voice: "Remember it carefully and tell me your choice."
After flipping through it for a moment, Gordon closed the file, tore it into shreds of paper, stuffed it into his mouth, and swallowed it in one gulp: "I am willing to implement this plan."
"You remembered it so quickly? Every piece of information in it is very important and cannot be missed." The old man asked with a suspicious tone.
"During the years when I was paralyzed, I read almost all of my family's non-confidential book collection and developed a good memory." Gordon began to retell the file, speaking fluently and accurately, "The target of the Nail Project is a group called the Blood Prison Society.
The Assassin Organization. It emerged from the Capricorn Realm ten years ago, with an unknown background, and its killing methods tend to be 'hardcore'.
The largest Kingdom of Sand in the Capricorn Territory has always maintained friendship with the Cobra family, but after the Blood Hell Society appeared, it took away a lot of our business. There were two chiefs of the Kingdom of Sand who were ours, but one of them died of illness and the other disappeared.
The King of the United Chiefs, who came to power last year, even sent people to raid the family's stronghold in the Kingdom of Sand...
My mission is to break into the Blood Prison Society and stay undercover for a long time to find out the details."
A sharp and indistinguishable voice said: "A newly launched organization can cause heavy losses to our Capricorn branch. There must be a bigger banker hidden behind it. With the strength of the family, it can take blood by force."
Prison Society, but the gain outweighs the losses. What we want is the hand behind the Blood Prison Society. So this task is extremely dangerous. In view of your identity, you can refuse the Nail Plan."
Gordon replied decisively: "I like taking risks and am willing to fulfill my obligations to the family."
There was silence in the garden for a while, and a gloomy voice said: "Actually, the nail plan was launched nine years ago, but the nails that broke into the Blood Prison Society were all broken. There are only two reasons for their failure. One is betrayal by the mole.
, the second is to expose yourself. The most likely exposure is that they are proficient in the family's martial arts. Once faced with a life-or-death crisis, they will inevitably leak their skills and be noticed by the Blood Prison. So we must confirm, have you really never learned martial arts?"
"I can confirm this." Before Gordon could reply, someone answered for him.
It was a middle-aged man in simple clothes, standing among the flowers, bending over with his hands behind his back, looking attentively, sniffing a blooming white daisy.
He squinted his eyes, as if he had been standing there for a long time, but no one could see him.
Gordon knelt down on one knee in front of the man and bowed his head in salute: "Dear Tang." In gangster terminology, Tang is the honorific title for the highest leader of the family.
Don Gauss is the contemporary leader of the Cobra family.
No matter who he is, he will subconsciously ignore him at first glance, just like ignoring a drop of water in the ocean.
Because Don Gauss looks extremely ordinary.
But this ordinary person is known as one of the top ten masters in the world, and his attainments in psychic skills are even more unpredictable.
Don Gauss turned around and looked at Gordon calmly: "A year ago, Gordon wanted to learn martial arts as soon as he learned to walk. I hired a gangster who was very good at fighting and took him with him for more than half a year. So he only knew how to learn martial arts.
Fighting, not proficient in martial arts."
The delicate woman asked: "Where is the gangster leader?"
Don Gauss replied: "It has become flower fertilizer."
"That's clean. Gordon's identity has always been the family's top secret. There's no need to worry about the insider leaking the secret."
"The new identity that has been prepared for a long time can be activated. In addition, Gordon will also undergo strict undercover training. I propose that the Nail Plan be launched again."
"I agree."
"Second." The remaining people expressed their opinions one by one.
After a long time, Don Gauss's low and soft voice sounded in the garden: "The six senators have left. There are no outsiders here. Please get up."
Gordon stood up, took off his mask, and looked into the eyes of the family leader. The gorgeous flowers were like undulating waves, pushing the two closer and further away.
Don Gauss sighed softly: "You are just an ordinary person, and the undercover mission is too forced on you."
Gordon shook his head: "Three thousand years ago, the assassin who poisoned the gold-level martial knight Meng De was just an ordinary maid. It was she who pioneered the 'soft' assassination method."
"You have to be careful every day and have trouble sleeping and eating. You can't have friends and you can't trust anyone."
"There are many conspiracy novels in the family's collection of books. I understand that people's hearts are sinister, and I am good at taking advantage of them."
Don Gauss slowly walked up to Gordon and looked at him with complicated eyes: "Reality is much more difficult than fiction. You will die at any time."
Gordon laughed, as if he had returned to the snowy ice valley, running as fast as a drum beat. "Faced with death, whether it is an antelope or a hungry wolf, they will run even more passionately for life. If one day, I really
If you die, I hope you fall down while running."
Don Gauss fell silent, and the two looked at each other speechlessly.
Unconsciously, the boy was half an inch taller than last year, and there was a trace of wrinkles at the corners of Tang's eyes.
Don Gauss stretched out his palm and touched Gordon's white-blond hair. The boy's hair was slender and soft, his pale face was so beautiful that it was almost weak, and his body was also thin.
It has been thirteen years. The young man has been trapped in a hospital bed and a wheelchair for thirteen whole years.
He had secretly seen countless times, young people struggling on the bed, falling in the wheelchair, and dripping sweat that even the most expensive blanket could not absorb.
That kind of will that was so tenacious to the point of madness made him both heartbroken and proud. So he never asked why the young man suddenly regained his health.
Because some people are born unable to be trapped.
"For thirteen years, I have always been proud of you." Don Gauss stared at Gordon, staring at the bones in his bones and the blood in his blood.