I am Lapland’s rat!

As time goes by, the difficulty of commanding the rat swarm has been visibly reduced, while the attack power against the crowd has skyrocketed!

Therefore, Wu Xian can also take them to challenge more difficult levels, such as a casino with guards and a large number of people.

Faced with a place like this that is still open at night and has nothing to move, Awang will take them to disperse the crowd, scare the customers into fainting, and then rush into what looks like a cashier and quickly collect all the papers. Like locusts passing by, they gnaw into pieces.

"Ah."

Wu Xian stretched out his paw and twirled his beard. What he was thinking about was the conversation he just heard between the two people.

"So there is a mole in the Samuel family?"

"So it turns out that the purpose of destroying the Mouse is not to target Shushu and me, but to target Shushu and me is just a cover?"

This actually answered a big question that Wu Xian had until now.

"No wonder it's so sudden."

Judging from the information Wu Xian had, the day Samuel's exterminators caught him, they only knew that he was a well-trained mole beast that could cooperate with magicians in using Originium techniques.

Under such circumstances, it was indeed a bit unreasonable for Samuel to launch the Great Destruction the next day.

But Wu Xian also knows that the people in Saluzzo are very smart, especially Lapland and Ciro.

Maybe Lapland knew who did it the day he was caught!

If Samuel started hurriedly looking for opportunities to eliminate the moles because Saluzzo had mastered their information, then Wu Xian could completely understand all of this!

After all, it was after Sconi confronted Saluzzo that he remembered the idea of ​​eliminating the mole and imprisoned Albert, which was how Wu Xian came to contact him with the letter in his mouth.

Thinking of this, Wu Xian rubbed his paws.

He felt like something was still not quite right.

But everything is reasonable. Shuaxu's brain capacity only allows him to think so far.

"Let's go, let's go! After destroying it, go to the next house!"

The time was almost up, and he jumped down from the corpse, squeaking and calling to the rats.

Wu Xian knew very well that he must cause enough damage to Samuel tonight to achieve their goal at once!

Because the actions of the rats are so indicative, Samuel's brain trust can definitely analyze that there is at least one very smart rat who is directing the rats behind the scenes.

And who else could this very smart rat be but him?

You only have one opportunity, don't miss it. Maybe after tonight, Samuel will have all his property guarded by the magician!

Rats are numerous and brittle, this is the dream advantage zone for diffusion magicians!

……

Sitting up in shock while dying, the dark wind and rain entered the cold window.

There was no wind or rain, but Silla did sit up in the small safe house.

He only slept for three hours last night. He had been busy all day in the West District. He thought he could go to bed early and have a good sleep...

He ruffled his messy brown hair.

"alright."

Good news: He knew Xiaoyin's location much sooner than he expected.

Bad news: This location was exposed by Xiaoyin on his own initiative.

"Boss, I didn't expect you to be so capable... there are tens of thousands of fucking mole beasts!"

Silla's cheeks twitched, she turned off the communicator in her hand, got out of bed and quickly dressed.

"I hope you've taken them back to the nest by now."

"Although if it were me, I'd definitely have another blast."

Chapter 166 Samuel regrets it!

Silla ran to the side of the road in the night, inserted the key into the door of the car on the roadside, and got in when he opened the door.

Then, he closed the car door, inserted the key, and placed the illuminated communicator that he had been holding tightly against the side of the handbrake.

The sound of the engine soon sounded, the car lights came on, and the car turned around as quickly as possible and headed towards the East District.

……

As far as the entire West District is concerned, a black car that turned on its headlights and drove towards the East District late at night was not conspicuous in the sparse traffic.

As the night gets darker, the entire West District gradually becomes quieter. The hustle and bustle of the day and the excitement of the night have now disappeared like an ebbing tide.

Even though there are several...more than a dozen places where screams, curses and even howls are heard due to some small creatures coming from the underground, under the action of some strange stress, the noise has not spread. And open.

The Olive Tree Mansion at 8 Fisher Road East is an exception.

It used to be able to remain calm no matter what kind of disaster it faced, but now the main house was filled with brilliant lights, like a single open eye in the silent darkness around it.

"...the Noyes West Road branch of Carmichael Trading Company has now been completely looted by the flying beasts! Mr. Steven!"

"Mr. Steven, the casino on Aiden North Road was attacked by a flying beast, and now those distinguished guests are looking for an explanation from us!"

"Castina Food is now asking about terminating the contract with us!"

"Mr. Steven!"

There were several sad-looking people gathered in a classical-style reception room. Some of them were family members, and some were businessmen and officials who had cooperative relationships with Samuel.

Steven Samuel, a young man from Luper with light blue hair, held his forehead and sat behind a classical-style desk.

His complexion was very bad.

Hearing the noise in the reception room made him feel even worse, and soon he shouted angrily: "Okay!"

"After studying etiquette for so long, haven't you learned how to deal with things? Get out of here now!"

"Tell them to wait until tomorrow and Samuel will give them a positive answer!"

Steven roared at a volume that he thought was appropriate. Sure enough, the people in the reception room were startled by him. Then you looked at me, I looked at you, and ran out of the meeting in despair. guest room.

When the conference room became quiet and the wooden door was closed by clever family members, Steven breathed a sigh of relief and leaned on the table.

His mind was a little confused.

Everything that happened in the past few hours had a huge impact on his world view.

If he had heard one day before that a family was bitten by a flying beast until its financial chain was broken, Steven would have thought he was telling some kind of new joke.

And even now, if you tell what happened to Samuel today to other families in Syracuse, I'm afraid their first reaction will definitely be laughter!

Only Steven couldn't laugh.

Because they, Samuel, were really about to be chewed to the point where their financial chain was broken.

Just one night, one night!

The flying beast has almost eaten half of their Samuel's property!

God knows how those flying beasts know the location of the Samuel family's industries. Damn it, there are some industries that even ordinary members don't know about. Only core cadres of Steven's level have the authority to acquire Samuel's holdings. Information for all industries!

Is there a ghost?

There is definitely no mole.Because if a mole of this level leaked information of this magnitude to Saluzzo, Samuel would have died unknowingly. How could this situation still occur?

There is only one possibility.

Steven looked at the lines on the table and sighed: "That mole beast... what on earth is it?"

Eliminate all possible options, and the last one, even if it is impossible, is still the correct option.

"There has never been any magician, that is the origin stone skill of that beast!" Steven thought to himself,

"This makes everything explainable. The spiritual Origin Stone skills probably fed back this flying beast, giving it the wisdom of an ordinary person. In this way, it can collect intelligence and control the world without us noticing. A population of this size is entirely possible."

A mole beast wizard.

A mole wizard?

Facing the results of his analysis, Steven was still dumbfounded and didn't want to believe this fact.

He didn't dare to think about how Saluzzo gained the loyalty of this flying beast!

Then Steven remembered who took this dangerous mole beast as an ordinary mole beast and captured the West District.

"...We must have caught it at that time!"

Steven couldn't help but beat his chest when he thought about the original situation.

He remembered that Noah had captured the mole beast at that time, but he still had to deal with the matter of Chelinina Texas at that time, so he temporarily handed over the mole beast to the family members who were in charge.

As a result, the family members thought that a thickened woven bag was enough to trap the mole beast, so the mole beast easily bit through the bag and escaped!

"..."

Regret, in short, very regretful.

One mistake turned into eternal regret. Even though Steven knew that he should cheer up and face the situation at hand, regret could not help but well up in his chest.

"Take a deep breath, Steven, take a deep breath."

"what……"

He took a few deep breaths to calm himself, then stood up and walked to the door.

Steven acted as the responsible person in this incident.

Although his main responsibility was to clean up the remnants of the 'Honjia Faction', he was undoubtedly responsible for not noticing in time that something was wrong with the rats during the extermination of the rats.

"..."

After walking out of the reception room, Steven walked up the corridor to the end of the second floor and knocked on the door of an office.

"Come in."

So Steven gently turned the door handle and lowered his head slightly after entering the door:

"Your honor, Mr. Delton."

"Good evening, um."

The middle-aged Luper's voice was still hoarse and nasal, but his tone was not very cold, which made Steven bravely raise his head slightly.

He saw Delton leaning back in his chair and looking carefully at the information in his hand.

"I already know the matter, um." Delton still didn't look up, "I've already made arrangements."

"An, what are the arrangements?" Steven was a little surprised.

Delton coughed lightly and put the information aside: "Well, it's really beyond my expectation that these flying beasts are so rampant."

"But, well, you did a good job in cleaning up the 'Family Faction', and that's enough. Well, those businessmen and officials will only be minor problems when we sign a new contract with Bellone, yes."

Steven was about to say something, but he only heard Delton say slowly:

"Steven, I have transferred the personnel here. Next, you only need to destroy these mole beasts, okay."

Chapter 167 Shushu is marching!

……

[Due to helping Lapland solve the problem, bond value +25]

[Due to helping Lapland solve the problem, bond value +25]

[Due to helping Lapland solve the problem, bond value +25]

……

In the darkness, Wu Xian stopped on a rock, surrounded by still an endless sea of ​​rats.

Ever since he led the Rat Legion to destroy everywhere, Wu Xian has been sending reminders in his mind, and he has received at least seven or eight reminders so far!

In fact, according to the previous method of obtaining bond points, where a prompt will appear after killing two people, Wu Xian should have been able to obtain more bond points.

However, it seems that the acquisition of the same type of bond points has some attenuation effect. Wu Xian also prompted the prompt when he first destroyed those two industries. After that, the interval between each prompt popping up became longer and longer.

Wu Xian didn't know the reason for this. He estimated that it was because after repeatedly helping Lapland with the same favor, she gradually needed Wu Xian to do more damage before he could actually help her.

But even so, the rapidly rising bond points have now reached the highest level Wu Xian has ever had in history——