Infinite Begins with Giants

Chapter 339

"Don't wait for me, you go back to the company first." Reached the destination, Ren said.

He put away his books, opened the curtain, and jumped out of the car.

Garcia in the carriage said a little tiredly, "Okay, boss."

It was already early morning when we arrived in Dilamo City, under the bright moonlight, the streets were deserted.

Watching Garcia drive away in the carriage, Ren put his hands in his pockets, turned around and walked into the affair apartment.

He came to the basement level with ease, pushed the door open, and entered the brightly lit mission hall.

The landlady, Elena, was wearing a floral dress, with a cigarette in her mouth, sitting on a mahogany chair, holding a pile of documents in her hand, and was flipping through them.

"Ren, it's so late, what's the matter? I declare in advance that I can no longer be called a girl at this point."

Glancing up at him, Elena moved her lips in greeting.

"The girl can't be called, but the business can still be done. The more profitable work than the skin business has already been delivered to the door." Renn smiled lightly.

Without hesitation, he took out a few pieces of paper from his coat pocket, handed them to Elena, and explained: "The drug lord Matt is a member of the Night Clowns, these are some of his contacts and a suspected stronghold The location information, I tonight..."

Ren spoke quickly, and told the ins and outs of the matter. You must hurry up, otherwise the news will be worthless.

After hearing this, Elena licked her lips subconsciously, a flash of excitement flashed in her eyes, and she immediately stood up from the chair.

Following Elena's movements, her hair swayed without wind, and her thick palms were filled with gray light, and she squeezed hard.

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A wave of air was set off, and the thick bloody smell spread, and streaks of gray light wandered in the air like fish, and finally converged on her palm.

Ren on the side narrowed his eyes. Although his appearance was not good, this fighting master nicknamed "Violent Ape" was much better than Marcello.

Elena raised her blue-gray fuzzy wrist, and her vision distorted for a while. She stared at Ren and said, "Are you just selling news? Don't you want to get involved?"

The night clowns, an underground organization, are all profiteering gray businesses, and they are real fat sheep.

"I don't have time right now. The information fee can be cheaper, but I ask for a share afterwards." Ren pondered for a while and said.

It is not easy to hunt down the Night Clown. This organization is very powerful, and there are too many interests involved in the dark. There must be many master-level powerhouses.

Matt is only in charge of selling drugs and does not belong to the core of the organization. Even if he can manage such a wide network of contacts and gather enough resources to advance to the fourth level, it is not difficult to imagine how strong the person who masters the supply channels will be.

Even if he mixes it in, it won't do much, but for the Demon Hunters Association, the Night Clown is still just a fat sheep.

A little surprised, Elena nodded and said: "No problem, follow the rules, the premise is that there is something to gain.

Time is running out, I need to call up staff now, and cooperate with the 7th inning, we will talk about the compensation later. "

After saying that, she walked to a counter and pressed her palm on a white metal ball, and an invisible ripple spread out.

Half a minute later, there was a rush of footsteps coming from the corridor. Obviously, there were many people gathered outside.

"Cooperate with the seventh game? I thought the association would act alone." Ren said a little surprised.

Since we are cooperating with others, it is natural to share interests.

Elena locked all the counters, turned off the chandelier, pressed her finger on a wall, and streaks of gray light flowed into the wall.

The white light lit up, and a lotus-shaped formation pattern floated on the ceiling, slowly rotating.

Elena waved her hand and signaled Ren to go out with her. This mission hall was going to be temporarily closed.

The two walked out together, and she explained: "Don't underestimate the Clown of the Night, apart from the members of the organization, there must be saints and many big figures behind this organization to support them.

They may not end in person, but they definitely support some people and make huge profits for them. "

Ren suddenly realized that this was the same as when he pushed Seager to the front of the stage, but those big men were even more shameless.

Even if their agent is wiped out, they will not jump out, they will only support another one, as long as they are concealed enough, no one will know the true identity of those big shots.

Perhaps, some great nobles are one of them, and they may still have an image of Wei Guangzheng in the eyes of the world.

"However, those agents are not easy to deal with. Apart from them, there are also some heroes who only work in this line of work because of various problems.

Matt is dead, and he may have alerted the enemy. If you want to follow the clues, it will be much more convenient to have the 7th game added. ' added Elena.

Ren pondered for a while, he felt that Matt was not someone's agent, he was doing this for himself.

If this is the case, Thorn Security Company is considered lucky, at least it will not offend a real big shot, after all, it is not easy to support an agent.

Although he is not afraid of offending him, it is good to have less trouble.

The two left the mission hall. On both sides of the corridor, there were already dozens of extraordinary people wearing black trench coats.

They are all meticulously checking the equipment and are on standby at any time. It has to be said that the efficiency of the association is very high.

There are 30 second-level [White Hunters], 20 third-level [Black Hunters], and two [Demon Hunting Masters]. Of course, they are not all real demon hunters.

Ren felt that there were at least ten extraordinary professions in this group of people, and they could cooperate in various ways and have various tactics.

Shooter, mage, tank, jungler... the location is complete, this is a hunting team living in an affair apartment.

Everyone looked at Ren. Such a young master-level powerhouse is still rare, but no one knows him, and Ren, a newcomer from the association, is also observing them.

A faint smell of blood filled the air, which was different from the two new teams under Randy. This level of evil spirit should belong to the old organization of the association.

This was the first time that Ren felt the background of the association. This group of people must have experienced many battles and cooperated with each other tacitly.

This is just a three-star team. It is said that those five-star teams can hunt and kill saints. One can imagine how terrifying it is.

"This is the Samsung Bloodstaining Team. This organization has a history of more than 500 years. It is currently based in Dilamo City." Elena introduced with a smile.

Ren nodded and stared at a man with a thin face who was cleaning a blue-painted force gun.

"Young master, hello. I'm the vice-captain of the bloodthirsty team, Matthew Anderson." Sensing Ren's gaze, he took the initiative to say hello.

"I'm Ryan Ackerman, hello, Master Anderson." Ryan responded with a smile.

The opponent is [Locking Gunner], whose strength is about the beginning of the fourth level, holding a masterpiece-level force gun in his hand.

This reminded him of an "old friend".

(End of this chapter)