Blackthorn is an organization with a good reputation in the underground world of Blueprint.

No one has ever known who founded this organization, nor how many people are in it.

But everyone has a certain guess that this organization does not have many people, at least not many people to carry out the mission.

But inversely proportional to the number of people, the quality of their killers is very high.

Soon, Lao Zhao had changed his appearance, and this disguise was also enhanced by psychic power. Ordinary psychics could not see through Lao Zhao's true appearance and identity under the disguise.

Lao Zhao changed vehicles more than a dozen times, from the Todut war zone back to the settlement in the blueprint.

Lao Zhao entered a brightly lit and bustling bar.

This bar is located in the central city of the blueprint. There are many handsome men and beautiful women here, and they are having a great time.

But Lao Zhao had no intention of having fun today. He just wanted to finish the task as soon as possible.

He also didn't expect that Black Thorn's contact would choose this kind of place for the connection.

Shouldn't this killer organization make street contacts in some dark corner? At the very least, even if they choose a bar, shouldn't they choose a chaotic one?

But Lao Zhao had no time to complain. He soon found the contact person and was taken to a luxurious private room.

This private room was very large, and was even divided into several rooms. When Lao Zhao entered, he even heard the coquettish and playful sounds of a woman in one of the rooms.

This voice made Old Zhao frown. He began to doubt whether Black Thorn was reliable or not.

But thinking of Blackthorn's reputation in the industry, he finally sat down patiently.

Opposite him was a man wearing a clown mask. His disguise was very crude and it looked like he had just picked up the mask from a bar.

He was playing with a set of playing cards in his hands, and the cards were flying up and down in his hands, making people dazzled.

The clown looked at Lao Zhao and said, "You were the one who contacted us?"

Old Zhao nodded slightly, frowning and saying, "Why did you choose to meet here? It's too dangerous here!"

The clown shrugged and said in a frivolous tone: "No, no, no! You're wrong!"

"The more dangerous the place, the safer it is!"

Old Zhao felt helpless after hearing this explanation, but he didn't want to say anything more, so he said, "Forget it, I'm here now."

After hearing this, the clown couldn't help laughing and said, "Yeah! Now that we're here."

"Tell me, who are you going to kill this time?"

Lao Zhao took out the chip containing Li Xin's information. This was part of the information selected from the information that Zhong Jingtong showed to Lao Zhao, and it did not involve information that required high authority to know.

In this way, even if this information is leaked, there will be no problem.

The Joker took the chip and began to search for the information within. After a short while, he had roughly read through the information.

After reading it, the clown looked at Lao Zhao twice more.

Although Lao Zhao pretended to be rude, he still felt offended. However, when he thought of Blackthorn's reputation and strength, he suppressed his anger and said, "Don't look at me, look at the information. Can you guys take it?!"

The clown held the chip in his hand and said with a smile, "What are you talking about, customer? Is there any order that we, Blackthorn, can't take?"

"We've accepted this mission!"

“Here’s the offer!”

As he spoke, the clown wrote a series of numbers on the table with wine.

When Lao Zhao saw the zeros on the number, his face changed. He asked, "Such a long string of zeros! Is this an energy coin?"

After hearing this, the clown couldn't help but burst into laughter as if he had heard a joke, and even lay down on the sofa with laughter.

The laughter continued for a long time before the clown sat up. With a smile still in his voice, he said, "Of course. Could it be planetary coins?"

Old Zhao lowered his voice and said, "Energy coins!? You want three million energy coins from me for killing a C-level psychic!?"

The clown laughed and said, "Why? Do you think this number is cheap?"

Old Zhao was furious: "You're crazy, of course you think it's expensive!"

The clown stretched out his finger, waved it in front of Lao Zhao, and said, "Not expensive, not expensive!"

"You get what you pay for. Your target is not easy to take down. He's a C5 psychic, an officer at that, and he's still inside the barracks."

"Each of these is a huge hassle, and most people can't handle it."

"I'm giving you three million just to give you face. Do you know what level of personnel we need to dispatch to kill this target?"

Lao Zhao suppressed his anger and asked in a cold voice, "What level?"

"We want to kill the target without alerting anyone else. We also need to follow your instructions and create a disguise to make it look like it was done by an overseas organization."

"Each of these is not easy, and the target is very powerful. If we want to deal with him, we can only send out B-level psychics."

"Tell me, if I had to send a B-rank psychic to do this dirty work for you and charge you three million energy coins, would you still think it's too much?"

When Old Zhao heard the clown's words, his anger instantly disappeared.

If a B-level psychic is really deployed, this price is not unacceptable.

After all, compared with completing the task, the cost of energy coins is sometimes a small problem.

For the Zhong family, spending three million energy coins to kill Li Xin is not completely unacceptable.

After all, for such a big family, energy coins are just a string of numbers, and power is what they really need.

Moreover, three million is not a lot of money for them. Even if Lao Zhao takes out this money, it won’t be difficult.

Old Zhao snorted and said, "You guys do this job, and you call it a dirty job?"

The clown laughed and said, "It's making money, not shameful at all!"

"How about paying a 50% deposit in advance if that's okay?"

When Lao Zhao heard this, he hesitated for a moment, but still took some action and pushed an anonymous energy coin card from the table in front of the clown.

The clown picked up the card, flicked it with his fingers, checked the balance, and then whistled frivolously.

"good!"

Lao Zhao asked, "How long will it take you to eliminate the target?"

The Joker put the card away and said, "Didn't you ask us to eliminate the target within two weeks?"

"Don't worry, we will let you know the target's death within ten days."

“Prepare the balance payment in advance!”

When Lao Zhao heard this, his brows relaxed a little. He said, "Don't worry, as long as the target is dead, the money will be in your hands without a cent less."

"But don't let me hear the news of your failure!"

Little Wu Yan laughed heartily: "Failure? For a B-level psychic, killing him is like crushing a chicken!"

"Wait for good news!"