The obsidian dagger in his hand smelled of 'food' and seemed to be the standard equipment of the 'Faceless Men' legion.
"Did you rely on this obsidian dagger to complete the facial transformation?"
Jason instantly came to a new conclusion.
There was a little surprise in his heart. You must know that it is not uncommon to use "abnormal" and "special items" to perform secret techniques. It's just that such "abnormal" and "special items" can be mass-produced, but it is really surprising.
.
Or...
Are there fewer ‘faceless men’ legions than expected?
Thinking of this, Jason narrowed his eyes.
If this is really the case, it is quite important news to him.
Important enough to completely reverse the situation at hand.
"Has 'Temple' been bluffing this whole time?"
With such a guess, Jason quickly disappeared here.
The members of the ‘Faceless Men’ legion on the ground are naturally dealt with by Edmon and Esther.
In the darkness, Jason walked around the Angcheng TV station and made sure there were no other 'faceless men' before returning to the car.
The obvious smell of blood made Edmund and Esther tremble.
The two of them turned to look at Jason at the same time.
"Tusoko."
Jason gave a name.
"I'll take care of it right away."
Esther said immediately.
"Shall we continue?"
Edmond looked at Jason and asked.
"Um."
Jason nodded and motioned for Edmond to drive.
The black muscle car is like a traveling beast, driving fast and steadily in Angcheng.
It rarely stops, but every time it stops, it returns with a full load.
At first, Edmond and Esther still had some doubts, but after the two of them confirmed it twice in person, they couldn't help but become excited.
The guys targeted and killed by Jason were really members of the 'Faceless Men' legion.
From their corpses, there were also some hidden items, Edmond and Esther quickly confirmed this.
Suddenly, doubts turned into surprises.
Moreover, there is also excitement.
Neither Edmon nor Esther are fools.
They know exactly what this means!
It means they really have a trump card!
A trump card that turns the tables!
The ‘Faceless Men’ legion has always been one of the trump cards of the ‘Temple’.
Every force or individual has trouble sleeping and eating because of this assassination force that is so elusive and difficult to defend.
Large organizations such as ‘Shelter’ and ‘Holy Snake Society’ are no exception!
Those small organizations are simply in a state of panic.
If he sent the news that the 'Mask Man' could distinguish and targeted the members of the 'Faceless Man' legion, the expressions of the high-ranking figures in the 'Asylum' would change.
Surprised? Confused?
Or a combination of both?
Especially the big shot who controls all of this and treats Angcheng as a battlefield, I am afraid he will doubt his life, right?
Especially when he thought of the other party being suspicious but having to stop his plan and come to confirm, Edmond couldn't help but curl up the corner of his mouth.
That look... it must be interesting, right?
Thinking of this, Edmund couldn't help but feel a bit of expectation.
However, he endured it.
He knew very well the role he played in this incident.
These things are beyond his control.
Everything is centered around Jason.
So he looked at Jason through the rearview mirror.
"Lord Jason, what kind of situation do you hope to achieve?"
"Is it a smooth transition?"
"Or fight back directly?"
Edmund asked.
Smooth transition? Direct counterattack?
After hearing Edmund's question, Jason roughly guessed what Edmund was thinking.
The smooth transition is naturally to report this news to the "shelter" and then obtain the protection of the "shelter".
Direct counterattack is even simpler. Contact organizations that have a grudge against the 'Temple' and directly seek cooperation, such as the 'Holy Snake Society'.
But, are these really the only two ways?
Jason played with the four obsidian daggers in his hand and adjusted his sitting posture.
"We now have the 'Brotherhood', the 'Hydra' and the 'Taotie Society'."
"Why can't we think about them?"
Jason asked.
"You mean 25...that's not right!"
"Is it repeated horizontal jumps?"
"Seeking greater benefits?"
Esther reacted instantly.
"Um."
"We can simultaneously cooperate with the 'Shelter', 'Holy Snake Society' and more organizations and individuals that have enmity with the 'Temple' to maximize profits and expand our organization in a short period of time."
Jason nodded.
Esther immediately lowered his head and started thinking.
This is a feasible plan.
Moreover, once successful, the 'Brotherhood', 'Hydra', and 'Taotie Society' will develop rapidly.
But there are too many things to coordinate.
All parties have big demands, but they are different in small aspects.
It can be said to be simply complicated.
The simplest: some of these organizations are hostile to each other.
Esther thought of it, and Edmund naturally thought of it too.
He also raised another most direct question.
"time!"
"We not only have to coordinate these organizations and individuals, but we also need to master the time!"
"You have to know that we don't have much time if we want to take the initiative."
Edmond said.
Jason has information about the secret technique that can identify the members of the 'Faceless Men' legion. Now only the three of them and... the 'Temple' know it.
Of course there is no problem with the three of them, but how will the 'Temple' react?
He must be killed quickly!
Edmon can be sure that if such news is sent back to the 'Temple' headquarters, the 'Temple' will come to Ang City at all costs and kill Jason.
And it will definitely not take long for this news to be sent back to the 'Temple' headquarters.
The maximum is 2-3 days, which already includes the time it takes for the other party to confirm the message.
Once the 'Temple' dispatches a large force, they will simply fall into passivity.
In order to take the initiative, it is necessary to send out news in advance so that more powerful people can gather in Aung City so that the 'Temple' does not dare to act rashly.
And in this way, the question turns back to the original: How to reconcile the conflicts between these organizations and individuals?
Eddard looked thoughtful.
Esther frowned.
Jason's face was relaxed, and he said in a brisk tone: "Since we have created the 'Brotherhood', 'Hydra', and the 'Taotie Society', why don't we create another one?"
"An ancient and mysterious organization that only exists in Ang City."
"Their existence is secret, and they are only responsible for protecting Ang City from destruction and disaster, and then allowing Ang City to develop freely and follow the path of balance."
"But once a force beyond any balance appears, they will appear and deal a devastating blow to such saboteurs."
Listening to Jason's words, Edmund and Esther's eyes lit up.
This seems like a good idea!
But then, Edmond frowned.
"powerful!"
"Such an organization must show extreme strength!"
"otherwise……"
call!
Edmond wanted to say something else, but the flame in Jason's hand flashed, and Edmund immediately shut his mouth.
powerful?
Is the immortal ‘masked man’ powerful enough?
If it's not enough, then you have to feel the burning of "hell fire".
"We have the power."
"Everything is ready."
"Then what's it called?"
Esther asked.
"Supper court."
Jason said calmly.
Night Owl Court?
Edmond and Esther were startled for a moment, then smiled at the same time.
Not a bad name.
There is a hint of terror and majesty in the mystery.
Especially Esther, who leaned against the passenger seat and sang in an aria.
"At night, in the darkness, it is not just the guardians who walk!"
"And they-"
"Beware of the Night Owl Court, always watching your travels. Watch the city in the dark, hiding in the attic with low walls. He is with you when you live in your home, and he is also present in your bed. Never mention his name, for the sharp claws will
Find your head."
Claws?
Do you use your paws to eat late night snacks?
Jason was startled, and then he realized it was Night Owl.
He didn't emphasize it again.
Because he thinks the Night Owl Court is also good.
The hunter of the night: the night owl.
He doesn't hate it.
Just like him hunting at this moment.
"Stop in front."
Jason said calmly.
Following Jason's words, the car stopped steadily. However, looking at the office building in front of him, Esther had a look of astonishment on his face.
"What's wrong?"
Jason noticed something strange about the two of them.
"This is where the 'shelter' is."
"It's just underneath this building."
Edmon answered.
Then, a wry smile appeared on his face.
After hearing the answer, Jason also had a hint of surprise on his face.
The 'Temple' actually completed the infiltration of the 'Asylum' site in Angcheng?
The ‘smell’ he smelled came from the ground!
But immediately, a smile appeared on Jason's face.
Members of the 'Temple' who can infiltrate the 'Asylum' should be elites even among the 'Faceless Men'. Such people are bound to know some secrets that ordinary people don't know.
Jason thought about it, Edmund, and Esther thought about it too.
The three of them looked at each other, and some ideas naturally appeared.
…
Esther, who was bruised and swollen, walked in front of the team.
The pale-faced Edmund supported Jason, who was wearing a hood. Edmond, who was bearing Jason's weight, was staggering a bit when he walked at this time, even though he was tall.
Limping, the three of them walked to the negative floor.
The elderly doorman was still sitting there.
When he saw the three people, he immediately stood up. A shotgun appeared in the hands of the elderly guard. He reacted very quickly, several minutes faster than the average young man.
"What's wrong?"
the old doorman asked.
"It's the 'Faceless Man'!"
"That bastard pretended to be Director Edmond and approached Sir Jason."
"After causing fatal injuries to Mr. Jason, he was killed by Mr. Jason."
Esther said with eagerness and hatred.
"Fatal injury?"
The old guard looked at Jason, who was weak in breathing and a little weak, but only showed weakness, with confusion in his eyes.
"Your Majesty Jason is the 'Mask Man', he is immortal."
"But you will still be weak if you are fatally injured."
"We are now going to take Mr. Jason back to the base to recuperate."
Esther spread out false news one after another without changing her expression.
"OK."
This time the old guard didn't stop him.
The data rack behind him started up silently and split into two, revealing the 'elevator'.
After the three people entered the elevator, they directly pressed the only floor: v007.
The elevator goes straight down.
During the entire process, the three of them did not communicate at all, not just words, but also eyes.
When entering the 'shelter', Edmund reminded him that the doorman and the elevator might be the 'eyes' of a certain big shot, who always likes to do such things.
Therefore, Esther maintained that eagerness.
As soon as the elevator door opened, Esther couldn't wait to shout.
"Someone is coming!"
"Someone come quickly!"
Amidst such shouts, the remaining mobile team immediately appeared.
Clark, wearing sunglasses, walked out of the corridor on one side.
"What's wrong?"
Clark asked.
"'Faceless Man'!"
"Emergency alert."
After Edmund said this, he helped Jason walk to his office.
It's not the supervisor's office, but the office area for C-level personnel on one side.
He seemed to be used to this office.
Place Jason on the chair.
"Sir Jason, do you need anything?"
Edmund asked.
"rest."
"I need to rest."
After saying this, Jason closed his eyes and breathed evenly, as if he had really fallen asleep.
Edmond walked out of the door quietly.
"Ester, stay here."
"I need to report to the headquarters immediately."
Edmund subconsciously turned around and returned to his office, but when he opened the door, he seemed to think of his promotion, slapped his forehead, and walked towards the supervisor's office.
Esther, on the other hand, was facing Edmund's office, leaning against the wall, and rolled up his sleeves with a grin on his face.
Shockingly, large bruises appeared on his arms.
This is not a disguise, but a real injury.
It was left over from the previous battle with the 'faceless man'.
"I hate such direct battles."
Esther murmured softly.
This is not a lie. As a civilian elite, although he has received considerable combat training and has good marksmanship, his innate physical fitness has always restricted him.
More than once, Esther complained.
This is especially true after an injury.
This time there is no exception.
At least, that's how it looks in Drinker's eyes.
He could confirm that the injury on Esther's arm was caused by kicking, and the colleague who was on the mission to assassinate the 'Mask Man' was good at such kicking techniques.
"Half the battle?"
"The 'Mask Man' is indeed immortal, but when he encounters fatal injuries, he will enter a weak state... If he suffers consecutive fatal injuries, he will probably die."
Drinker thought with certainty.
Because, he firmly believes that apart from his 'lord', immortality in the true sense is impossible.
He also believes in the strength of his colleagues.
After all, he is one of them.
Thinking of this, Drinker was not in a hurry.
After he secretly 'delivered' the news, he opened the door to his office, with sincere concern on his face.
"Esther, what happened?"
he asked.
Aster looked at Drinker blankly.
He never thought it would be Drinker.
"It's okay, Drinker, I'm fine, better than ever."
Esther shook her head and answered.
He looked at the door opposite that opened quietly.
Watching the tall figure cover Drinker's mouth as fast as lightning and drag him into the office.
Watching the door slowly close
Different from the silence when the door was opened, this time, the door made a slight sound——
