Chapter 262 I don't care! I just want the dog's life surnamed Ye!
The Tianlong Empire is a magical country with many talented people and warriors who rule the roost. William thought that with a gun he could run rampant and kill whoever he wanted. It was indeed a bit fanciful.
After killing William, the next step is to destroy the corpses and eliminate traces. This is a daily routine for Ye Xingyu. He has professional tools.
If you let others destroy the corpses and eliminate traces, the most common method is to burn the entire building with a fire, but Ye Xingyu does not need to do this. He took out a small bottle from his arms and poured a few drops of liquid from it.
When the liquid dropped on William's body, a violent chemical reaction immediately occurred as soon as it came into contact with the human skin. The body was like snow meeting boiling water, and it began to melt at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In less than a minute, William completely disappeared from this world, leaving only a large pool of water stains on the ground, emitting a pungent and unpleasant smell.
Ye Xingyu took a basin of water from the bathroom and poured it on the ground. The pool of corpse water was washed away, leaving poor William not even a DNA fragment.
As for his murder tools, two guns, one long and one short, Ye Xingyu Tongtong ignored them and just left them in the room and wiped off the fingerprints.
Finally, he used his spiritual consciousness to scan the surrounding area to make sure there were no other hiding persons. Then Ye Xingyu walked out of the window, flew up to the house, and drifted away.
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At the same time, in another part of the imperial capital, outside a luxuriously decorated room, a middle-aged man dressed elegantly and wearing gold-rimmed glasses walked up.
"Tuk-tuk-tuk-!" The middle-aged man knocked on the door.
"Come in!" Someone's voice came from inside.
The middle-aged man pushed the door open and reported to the young man in the room: "Master, William is dead."
"Huh? What's going on?" The young man raised his head, and it was Yan Shaoze.
The middle-aged man stepped forward, flicked the screen of the mobile phone in his hand, and handed it to Yan Shaoze.
Yan Shaoze picked up his phone and looked at it. The content displayed was an open email with only one sentence in the title: This guy is too bad. Please find a better killer next time.
There is also a photo below. A foreign man’s face is distorted, his eyes are closed, and he is lying on the ground not knowing whether to live or die.
It was not difficult for Yan Shaoze to recognize that this was William, the international killer he hired at a huge expense.
"Is this the sharpshooter you found?" Yan Shaoze frowned and looked a little ugly.
The middle-aged man did not answer the question, but said calmly: "William's strength is beyond doubt. He has killed three S-level targets, one of which was an ancient warrior at the Danjin level."
Yan Shaoze asked coldly: "Then why did he fail? Instead, he even lost his life!"
The middle-aged man shook his head and said that he did not know the specific reason, but he quickly gave a suggestion: "I think we should re-evaluate the true strength of the target, and then consider whether to take action!"
Yan Shaoze sneered and suddenly slapped the middle-aged man on the face with a "pop" sound.
His glasses were knocked off, and a bright red flashed from the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth, but he remained silent and didn't even change his expression, as if it was not him who was beaten, but someone else.
"Bullshit! You can't do anything well, and you actually ask me to reconsider? Why the hell don't you die?" Yan Shaoze was furious, pointing his halberd and scolding, "I don't care what method you use, and I don't care how much you spend.
No matter how much, I only want the life of a dog named Ye!"
"I know!" The middle-aged man lowered his head and responded in a deep voice.
Yan Shaoze said again: "I'll give you another half month. Don't say the word 'failure' next time. If the person named Ye doesn't die, you will die!"
The middle-aged man still lowered his head, and only the voice came: "I have contacted the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group, but their asking price is a bit high, requiring 120 million, and they do not accept bargaining."
Yan Shaoze glanced at him and asked, "What is the origin of this Blood Wolf mercenary group?"
The middle-aged man patiently explained: "This is an old mercenary group with a history of more than ten years. It was first mixed in the Nanyang region. Almost all members of the organization are Nanyang people. They have worked for a big drug lord for a long time, but later that drug lord
After his death, his power was annexed, and the Blood Wolf Servant Dragon Group suffered heavy losses as a result. They had no choice but to sneak into our country and hide in Tibet. They only started to come out in the past two years..."
Yan Shaoze waved his hand: "No need to say more nonsense, just ask how their strength is?"
The middle-aged man immediately replied: "The strength is not bad! They have three leaders in total, all of them are masters of assassination. They have dozens of people under them, all of whom are experienced militants. They have their own way of dealing with ancient warriors.
means."
Yan Shaoze's heart moved: "You mean...win by quantity?"
The middle-aged man was silent for a while before replying: "That was my original plan, but since William's failure, I felt that this Ye Xingyu was not simple. It was probably much more powerful than imagined. Just based on quantity.
It may not be useful unless..."
At this point, I stopped talking.
Yan Shaoze was a little impatient and asked directly: "Unless what?"
"Unless... he relies on the numbers of the same level to suppress him, making it difficult for him to defeat four hands with two fists!" The middle-aged man planned calmly and slowly expressed his thoughts, "In other words, we need to find more masters.
Just relying on those blood wolf leaders is still not safe!"
Yan Shaoze waved his hand: "Then contact a few more mercenary groups or killer organizations. It doesn't matter if you spend more money. The key is not to fail again!"
"It's hard to find them for a while!" The middle-aged man shook his head, "Those people who are in the underground world are very cautious, and many of them are unwilling to cooperate with each other. If they have to be forced to get together to go on a mission, there will be no relationship between them.
Without trust, you guard me and I guard you, but it affects the performance of your strength."
"What's there to be prepared for?" Yan Shaoze was a little confused.
The middle-aged man explained: "There is a saying called 'The black eats the black', and the dead are not eligible to receive the bounty."
Yan Shaoze understood immediately and asked, "Then what do you think we should do?"
The middle-aged man did not answer immediately. He was silent for two seconds before suddenly raising his head and saying in a deep voice: "If we can ask Mr. Kui to cooperate, then everything will be safe."
"Ghost-hand Kui Yuan?" Yan Shaoze frowned slightly, seemed to think about it, and then said: "It's not easy to invite Mr. Kui, but I can ask the other three worshipers to assist you, plus the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group, dozens of people
If we go together, I don’t believe we can’t kill him.”
Although a little disappointed, the middle-aged man still nodded: "That's fine, I'll seize the opportunity and arrange a decisive situation in advance so that the person named Ye can't fly!"