Chapter 933: The Assassin's Revenge Begins (Part 2)
In this kind of scene, there is no one-to-one competition.
Speaking of the effect, it is really more shocking than seeing it with my own eyes.
Especially when the assassin's body appeared in front of a certain businessman, seeing the gleaming dagger, the businessman's top three at that time must have risen, right?
The night, which was still chaotic just now, suddenly became quiet.
Everyone looked at each other, and the fear at this time sprouted again.
The dark moon and the high wind kill the night...!
"boom……!"
"Plop!" A black shadow fell to the ground!
"Hiss...! This!" The fat businessman covered his mouth, his teeth itching with hatred, what the hell! After all, Lao Tzu is also a human being? Why do you even kill your own clan! Should! It deserves it!
While cursing secretly, the fat businessman gritted his teeth angrily, and pressed his heart to calm his wounded heart.
This is the effect Jiang Mo wants. How the merchants pass it on in the future is up to the merchants, but Jiang Mo's main consideration is the Assassin's Guild.
If it's just for the effect of the rumors of the businessman, then you can perform a show, dance with swords and lights, shout and shake the sky, Jiang Mo can do all of these, but this is war, not a show.
Because of Jiang Mo's order, the snipers were not in a hurry to attack all the assassins. Those assassins who were not ready to attack were not attacked. Even though the snipers had seen them, they pretended not to see them. This gave the Assassins Guild a big misunderstanding .
In the room of the Chamber of Commerce of the Assassin's Guild Branch, the branch president was walking in the room. As one of the presidents of the six external branches, Tang Jie had a lot of dealings with the undead. But this time, he was also dumbfounded.
"What's going on? Is there something wrong with us?"
Tang Jie couldn't figure out what happened. He received the news that no less than ten thousand assassins he sent out to assassinate had already died.
Of course, there are not many corpses in one street, but in the whole territory, if the corpses are put together, there will be many.
The problem is, there are still many assassins standing in the middle of the street. The people around them are all dead, but they are still alive. The assassins, their faces livid with fright, hardly dare to move. They stood there for a while, Waiting for the next order from the Assassin's Guild.
"My lord, the undead must have mastered some method! Our assassin will be attacked as soon as he makes a move. Is there something wrong with the dagger?"
"Impossible! How could there be a problem with the dagger? Our assassins, the daggers are all different, and they have been worn for hundreds of thousands of years. How could there be a problem at the same time?"
Chairman Tang Jie vetoed this inference.
"That's strange. The stealth skill is the ability to disappear even clothes. I have never missed it. Moreover, all the assassins sent out this time are ninth-level assassins. Which one has not been trained for thousands of years from the dead? The masters who climbed out, this time, how could they be planted collectively?"
The elders of the branch were walking back and forth on the ground. There were so many people, a total of more than 100,000. If they all died here, the Assassin Guild would not let them go. Holding a dagger that can drop at any time, every time there is an extra death outside, the dagger will drop by one more point.
Tang Jie suddenly said: "No, get out first, today's mission is over!"
"This...! President, wouldn't our people die in vain?" The head elder of the branch looked at the president Tang Jie in astonishment.
"That's better than dying! There must be something wrong! Immediately order to recall all assassins!"
"Yes! Chairman!"
The messengers of the Assassin's Guild left quietly, and soon, a strange whistle sounded, and all the assassins slowly withdrew from the Assassin's Guild.