This is a fortress filled with postmodern style.
Thick metal is forcibly bent and then brazenly welded together, forming a rough exterior of the fortress.
The tall towers scattered across its surface indicate the terrifying combat power that this fortress possesses.
This fortress is the headquarters of the now thriving assassination organization, the Firearms Society, on Great Sun Island.
At this moment, a meeting is taking place within the headquarters of the Firearms Society.
In the large conference room, a long table made of metal is placed.
It is evident that the builder of this fortress has a preference for metal.
Even household items are made of metal if possible, and only resorted to other materials when metal couldn’t be used.
This long table is obviously within the scope of what can be made, entirely cast from metal, emitting a cold silver-gray glow, giving the impression of being unshakable.
But at this moment, the seemingly unshakable long table is slapped with a thunderous sound, causing the teacups placed on it to tremble slightly, producing a clinking ceramic sound.
"Where is my sniper team?"
Chen Shichun lowered her head, seemingly like a schoolchild who had made a mistake, not daring to say a word.
Across the long table stood an emotionally charged middle-aged man, who was the one who had slapped the table with thunderous force.
When he saw Chen Shichun silent, he couldn’t help but say with heartfelt pain, "That was a whole team of elite soldiers! Do you know how much it cost me to borrow them?"
"Originally to help you out and let them see the world, but you went out and only came back by yourself. Where are the others?"
By the end, his voice had risen by eight degrees.
"They’re dead!"
Chen Shichun finally responded, raising her head with a face full of confusion and melancholy.
"Dead?" The middle-aged man was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, leaping up from his place.
"Say that again? What happened to them?"
"Even if I say it ten times, the result is the same; they are all dead, killed by one person!"
The middle-aged man was about to break down, but surprisingly, he quickly calmed down after Chen Shichun finished speaking.
"Who did it? As far as I know, your mission this time was to assassinate a member of the Wu Family. I don’t believe the Wu Family now can eliminate my children!" the middle-aged man calmly analyzed.
Chen Shichun nodded, "You’re right, the perpetrator was indeed not from the Wu Family, but a passing boy!"
On her way back, Chen Shichun had learned the ins and outs from Meng Yi.
Particularly noting that Xue An was an accidental passerby.
After listening to Chen Shichun’s account, the middle-aged man’s expression gradually became serious.
"That’s how it happened, even though we employed the war fog trump card, the result was still the same!"
"That boy was like an omnipotent deity, slaughtering anyone who dared to stop him!"
At the end, Chen Shichun’s tone was full of fear, and her eyes were filled with despair.
She couldn’t forget the scene where she was easily captured by Xue An.
"Is it that exaggerated?" the middle-aged man murmured.
"Of course it is!" Yin Gu couldn’t hold back, "A swarm of my drones was destroyed by this guy, which was my meticulously designed top-tier swarm, yet it didn’t even stir a splash; it was just destroyed like that!"
"And me!" Meng Yi weakly raised his hand.
"What happened to you?"
"My fleet was completely annihilated; if I hadn’t run fast, even I would have been stuck there!"
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