If it were normal times, Yun Luo might still have the patience to ask a few more questions.
But now, the whereabouts of the little fox are unknown, and so many assassins suddenly appeared around her.
Yun Luo felt cold, angry and anxious, and had no patience to ask slowly.
Since you are unwilling to say this, then find someone who is willing to say it!
Anyway, there are so many, there is no shortage of people!
Yunluo's dark eyes were dim and gleaming with a cold light, and he was walking through the crowd with a dagger in his hand.
Like a dormant yet agile leopard, it quietly approaches its prey, and then strikes quickly, questioning it first, and then silencing it, simply and neatly.
However, I don’t know if it was a matter of luck, but she caught several men in black in succession, and all of them insisted on keeping it secret.
There's no way around it!
As a result, one after another, the men in black were unlucky and entered the Hall of the King of Hell.
Others who were mixed in the crowd and anxiously looking for the target gradually realized that something was wrong, "What's going on? Why are people missing?"
"Where did the target go?"
A man in a black robe looked around in confusion, just when he had a premonition of something bad.
Suddenly!
A slender, jade-white hand came from behind and jammed his throat accurately.
"Uh..."
The man's eyes suddenly popped out, and he couldn't make any sound from his locked throat.
Immediately afterwards, my knees hurt and my shoulders hurt violently. I fell to my knees on the ground.
The cold dagger was pressed against his throat. The man endured the severe pain and raised his head in horror.
He saw the "target person" he was looking for standing expressionlessly in front of him, his eyes cold and filled with undisguised murderous intent: "Who sent you here? Either tell or die!" p>
"..."
The man's expression changed drastically, and he finally knew where his missing companions had gone.
Facing those cold black eyes, the chill crawled from the soles of my feet to Tianling Gai, and I shivered uncontrollably.
Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, Yun Luo thought he was another person who "would rather die than surrender", and a trace of impatience flashed in his eyes.
"I said, I said! Don't kill me..."
The man realized something was wrong and hurriedly shouted: "I don't know who the employer is. I came here to accept the hidden flower reward from the Netherworld..."
"Netherworld Road? Hidden Flower Reward?"
Yun Luo squinted his eyes, and a dark light flashed across his eyes, no wonder!
She asked coldly: "What level is An Hua? What is his mission?"
Netherworld Dao is not a professional killer organization, but a special organization responsible for issuing various bounty tasks to warriors across the continent, and then drawing a certain commission from them.
It is everywhere and disappears without a trace.
The so-called "hidden flower" bounty refers to someone posting tasks anonymously and using high bounties as bait to attract warriors from all walks of life to take orders.
Whether you are a killer or an assassin, there are no restrictions.
When Yun Luo was in charge of Wentian Tower, he had dealt with Netherworld Dao more than once, so he knew it so clearly.
However, unlike ordinary forces, the Netherworld itself has no master.
It is more like an open guild, anyone can join and can quit at any time.
Because it is free enough, it has attracted countless warriors to participate, and the scale is getting bigger and bigger, and it is everywhere.
The man's eyes flickered and he said slowly: "The hidden flower I picked up is a silver medal. The reward is one million taels of silver, plus a flawless elixir. As for the content of the mission..."
Silver medal hidden flower?
Yun Luo was slightly shocked.
This level is not low. According to the rules of Netherworld Dao, dark flowers are divided into three levels.