"I said, I can solve my troubles by myself."

Looking at the four people in front of him, Waltz's tone was very unkind.

But his bad tone did not scare everyone.

After all, in terms of strength, the four silver killers are far above him.

In terms of ruthlessness, they have been killers for many years and will never be weaker than this leopard.

Looking at the waltz with a straight face, the thin man sitting in the corner slowly shook his head.

"Walz, this matter is important and there is no way to go. You are only good at assassination. Since the other party can avoid your first assassination, you will definitely be able to avoid the second and third time. You may be unable to take down the pursuer anymore, so we should solve it."

"That's right, as a sniper, what does it mean to fail to attack? I don't think I need to say more. You can't kill the other party when they are not prepared, let alone the other party is already prepared now. I think we have to take action this time."

The four silver killers said one by one, although it sounded like they were concerned about waltz.

But their words made Waltz's face even more gloomy.

Faceless Killer will be a killer organization, and its members worship absolute power. It can be said that everyone here is a guy who uses any means to gain power.

People with this personality get together, so the rules between them naturally cannot be much gentle.

If you want to advance to become a silver killer, you must achieve a 100% mission completion rate during the promotion period.

As long as you miss the game during the promotion period, this promotion will be considered a failure.

The reason why the four silver killers were so kind-hearted that they wanted to help Waltz was not for good intentions, but for completely destroying his promotion.

As for why the killer is a silver killer, there is naturally a reason why he deliberately wants to stop others from becoming the same level of existence.

Each killer meeting hall is led by a golden killer.

Now the golden killer from their division hall is about to be transferred to the headquarters, which means that the next golden killer will be selected from their group of silver killers.

At this time, each additional competitor will reduce the possibility of being selected.

If it weren't for the killer's rules, these four silver killers would want to join forces and kill the newly joined Waltz!

Looking at the four people with ulterior motives, Waltz's face became even more gloomy.

But before he could speak to refute, his erect ears suddenly moved, and his open mouth closed instantly.

Not only him, but also the four silver killers in front of him and other ordinary killers also closed their mouths at the same time.

The four silver killers even sat upright immediately, looking very serious.

Just two seconds after everyone was quiet, heavy footsteps sounded.

In the darkness next to him, an old man with a cane walked out of it with his body outlined.

Opening his eyes and scanning everyone, the old man moved towards this side little by little with a cane.

Although he was slow, no one in the courtyard dared to make a sound. Several guys were even nervous and sweating on their foreheads.

Among them is Waltz.

This leopard killer, whose eyes are naturally turbid and cannot see things clearly, and whose face rarely has expressions, has his ears tremble like a fan, and he always observes the old man's movements. The sweat on his forehead has even wet his hair.

In the silence of the courtyard, the old man who walked to everyone finally spoke.

"It seems that you all want to be this golden killer, but your strength may not meet the standards."

As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of several silver killers changed again and again.

Before they could answer, the old man shook his head with a smile.

"Well, it doesn't matter. As long as there is a blessing from the saint, your strength will meet the standards one day. Just like me, cough cough cough cough."

After coughing violently, the old man slowly turned his head and looked at Waltz.

"Waltz."

"Sir! Here!"

"You disappointed me this time. Not only did you fail to deal with the hunters from a few schools quickly, you also injured yourself."

"This...I will definitely do it!"

"No need to make promises. Killers pay attention to killing one blow. Killers who have failed once have no credibility."

He lowered his head with a cane, and a cold light flashed through the old man's turbid eyes.

"Don't you four little guys don't want Waltz to become a silver killer? Well, I'll give you a chance to kill the boy who chases Waltz! If anyone succeeds, then Waltz's promotion quota will be cancelled."

"yes!"

The four silver killers were overjoyed when they heard this and quickly stood up from the chair.

Waltz's face changed again and again, but he did not dare to refute.

It seemed that he noticed that Waltz's face was not good, and the old man turned his head to look at him with a smile.

"This is also the last test for you. Waltz, if you can kill the pursuers one step ahead of them and prove to me that you are better than them, then you are the fifth silver killer in this temple of division! I personally invite the saints to bless you!"

The old man's words made Waltz's turbid eyes lit up instantly.

"Please rest assured! I will definitely complete the task!"

"Okay, then you guys... let's break up."

As soon as Slowly finished speaking, the killer surrounding him had already flashed suddenly.

Countless figures flew over and jumped onto the wall quickly, disappearing without a trace in a blink of an eye.

The old man who sensed this scene smiled and shook his head, turning around and leaving.

But as he was about to walk into the darkness, his eyes suddenly narrowed.

“Noisy.”

The arm holding the crutch swung like lightning, and then, without waiting for the strong wind to dissipate, he grabbed the eagle head above the crutch again.

The heavy impact sounded again, and the old man's figure gradually disappeared into the darkness.

And outside the closed door, on the wall directly opposite.

A steel needle passing through the gap in the door was strung with two flies on it, trembling slightly on the wall.

And the two flies that were worn out were just inserted, but their wings were still alive...

In the Scavengers' Tavern in Redwood Town, Qin Yu had no idea that he had become the target of the killer.

At this time, he had already successfully mixed into the scavenger, and was so stubborn that he could not tell that he was a student at all.

Now he is quite skilled in playing chess with others.

With one leg on the chair and playing with two chess pieces in his hand, Qin Yu squinted his eyes and his eyebrows were nervous.

The rider sitting opposite him was proud and obviously he was sure to win.

Even the scavengers watching the show were constantly shaking their heads and sighing, obviously thinking that Qin Yu had no chance.

Next to the chessboard table, there was a big plaque with two lines of large characters on it.
Chapter completed!