Eight Hundred and Ninety-Three, Official 2 Generation NPC

"Investigation Bureau? We belong to the Intelligence Bureau!"

The leading middle-aged Caucasian NPC hadn't spoken yet, and a younger curly-haired NPC next to him spoke in displeasure.

"Well, sorry, I may have remembered wrong before..."

Feng Luo smiled softly.

"No, you are deceiving us!"

The three of them didn't react at first.

But soon, the middle-aged white NPC headed by the Intelligence Bureau frowned and said in a deep voice.

"Sorry, just to be careful!"

Feng Luo shook his head.

"Fuck, little guy? Do you still think we will be rebel spies?"

The NPCs of the three intelligence bureaus were obviously choked upon hearing the words.

As an intelligence officer, I obviously understand that this kind of caution is absolutely right.

However, after being beaten up by those big-headed soldiers just now, and now they didn't react immediately, the three intelligence officers were obviously a little bit uncomfortable.

Therefore, there is still a bit of reluctance in the mouth.

"You are not spies, but among the people you brought in, there may not be spies from the rebel army mixed in."

Feng Luo gestured to the gathered npc tourists and residents with his eyes.

In a word, the NPCs of the three intelligence bureaus were stunned.

However, before they could question why Feng Luo said that, a shouting voice temporarily interrupted the conversation.

"My dad is Kim Sang Hyuk, I want to see your person in charge, my dad is Kim Sang Hyuk..."

A man walked out of a corridor of the hotel under the escort of two special service soldiers. There were still some water stains on his pants, his face was a little pale, and some npc youths with bruised noses and swollen faces were struggling.

"You are their leader, right?"

"You have to protect us.

My dad is Kim Sang-hyuk, a congressman of the Federation! "

After walking into the hall and seeing Feng Luo and the others, especially the federal officer uniform on Leon, the voice of the young npc became even louder.

"To shut up!"

One of the special soldiers escorting him looked irritable.

The butt of the gun in his hand was raised, and it was about to hit him in the face again, making him unable to scream.

"Stop it...Kim Sang-hyuk is not only a federal congressman, but also the boss of the top 100 three-day group in the federal government and the director of the Kim Consortium...he has a great cooperative relationship with the government and the military."

The middle-aged Caucasian NPC of the Intelligence Bureau, however, changed his expression, first he was a little eager to stop the NPC special forces from beating people.

Then, he immediately lowered his voice and said to Feng Luo and Leon.

"Second generation official?"

Feng Luo frowned.

Obviously, this guy is a second-generation official from the federal camp, plus a rich second-generation.

Feng Luo really didn't expect that the rich second generation among the players would see too many of them.

However, the second generation of officials in the game really haven't seen many!

Is this a new thing?

"My dad has already sent someone to rescue me. I will give you 5 million credits, as long as you protect me and leave the White City safely!"

Seeing the appearance of the middle-aged Caucasian NPC, the young man's bruised nose and swollen face, which was barely scarred by the infected body, suddenly calmed down.

The tone of voice also immediately changed into a feeling of domineering.

"5000000!"

The number echoed in the hall.

However, neither Lyon nor Feng Luo.

After hearing this, his face was completely unmoved.

5 million, the price of a top-quality rare jewelry.

For Feng Luo, it was obviously impossible to impress him.

Not to mention, counting the NPC special soldiers here, there are more than 50 people. This rich second generation wants to find bodyguards to protect him after opening 5 million yuan.

"10 million!"

Seeing Leon with the highest military rank, it should be that the person who has the decision-making power is completely unmoved.

The rich second generation surnamed Jin also seemed to feel that the price he gave was a bit low, so he doubled the price in a hurry.

"10 million?"

Hearing this, the assessment players behind Feng Luo still didn't react much.

Although 10 million credit points is indeed a lot of money, but the average score is only 200,000 credit points.

With 200,000 credits, it is obviously impossible for them to affect the promotion of the agent assessment in order to accept a protection mission.

Even those npc agents, although a little moved, did not act.

200,000 credits, although it is equivalent to their one-year subsidy, but this price is definitely not enough for them to take the risk of disobeying orders and going to military courts.

"With 10 million credit points, the average score is only 200,000. You really are the rich second generation!"

Some players even said it with a playful tone.

After all, these assessment players are backed by people.

It can be said that the equipment on each person's body is estimated to be no less than 10 million, so naturally they don't think too much about the 200,000 credits.

"What average score? I'm talking 10 million each!"

"As long as you protect me and go back safely, then everyone will have 10 million credit points!"

Originally, seeing these big soldiers and adventurers were all indifferent.

Because his bodyguard was killed in the previous battle, and then turned into an infected body and chased him into the hotel, scaring him almost to the point of peeing.

Seeing these soldiers in federal uniforms, they were rich second-generation youths who wanted to seek protection, but didn't understand why the credit points that had always been invincible had no effect.

At this time, I finally realized that these big soldiers had misunderstood what I meant?

A total of 10 million is given, will my brother's life be so cheap?

"10 million each?!"

After the sentence of the second-generation official and rich youth.

The npc special forces present were no longer indifferent all of a sudden.

After their mission is completed this time, it is estimated that after they go back, it will be a credit plus a bonus of no more than 100,000 credit points.

Even if they were killed during the mission, the federal pension would only be in the form of several million credits.

However, as long as he protects the second generation of officials, he can get 10 million credit points until the rescue arrives.

10 million, if allocated reasonably, it will be enough to eat, drink and spend the rest of my life.

And what about the consequences?

At most, it was just because he violated the military order, he went to the military court and sat in prison for several years after returning.

"You don't have to worry about violating military orders. My dad is also very familiar with the military. As long as you protect me, you will never be punished, and you will be rewarded. There is nothing wrong with protecting the citizens of the Federation outside!"

This second-generation official and wealthy youth clearly saw the reason why these soldiers were still a little hesitant.

So, once again raised his somewhat bruised and swollen head, and said high above.

The whole person has completely calmed down.

"I protect you!"

After being silent for a while, the three special forces suddenly left the team holding their guns, and then quickly walked towards the second-generation official and rich youth.

Leon, who was next to Feng Luo, just watched the scene calmly and didn't say anything.

In just half a day, twenty of the fifty special forces that originally protected the diplomatic corps were killed.

Even though these special soldiers have all undergone rigorous training, in the face of the threat of such a high mortality rate, how many of them can say that they are calm.

If he is really their chief, perhaps he should come forward and stop it severely at this time.

But he is not actually a real military captain, so Leon chose to keep silent.

Seeing Leon, he didn't say anything.

Next, more special soldiers walked over.

one, two...

In the end, there were ten special npc soldiers, all of whom stood on the side of the second-generation official and rich youth.

Even among the players who were assessed, two of them walked over.

The reason is simple, although the total value of their equipment is not inferior to 10 million credits.

But these equipments are actually provided by the forces that invested in them, and they are not completely their own.

Although, after they changed jobs and became secret agents, it is estimated that they can reap more benefits than 10 million credit points.

Even legendary equipment can be obtained, stepping up to the pinnacle of gamers.

However, after seeing the difficulty and elimination rate of today's task, they no longer have much confidence.

Instead, it is better to take this task, as long as the NCP is protected and survived, then 10 million credit points will be credited to the account, which is much higher than the probability of competing with more than 20 people for the five places of special agents.

Seeing this situation, Feng Luo also looked on coldly, like Leon, and said nothing.

He looked at the agent instructor's interface and found that the points of these two people are currently in the middle and lower positions.

However, he didn't seem to have been reminded how to deal with this situation in the middle of the assessment.

",..."

Fortunately, at this time, his agent communication channel was restored.

Those NPCs in the Republic of Lav have been removed, and then several players used spy equipment to find a few jamming devices in the hotel and lifted the communication blockade.

"Agent Qinglong, I'm glad you're okay!")!!