"Master, we can't track it down," Long Yi said, lowering his head in shame.

"Still haven't been able to contact Wuming?" Li Huangchen asked, holding a glass of champagne and smiling faintly.

“We’ve increased it to 3 billion, and they’re asking about our identities,” Long Qi said, looking at Long Yanli.

"Okay," Long Yanli replied, focused on texting the girl.

"Baby, I miss you (?????)"

How much do you want to?

"Without you, I lose my sense of time, like being put into an hourglass that keeps repeating endlessly, with every grain of sand representing the weight of my longing for you."

"Brother, wipe your mouth with blotting paper."

“(??//ε//??)”

"The anonymous big shot placed the order through the Dragon Shadow Alliance."

Qin Zhiluo fell into deep thought as she looked at the message.

"Accepted"

"Please wait a moment, sir, I'll send you the other party's call."

"Hello, I am the leader of the Dragon Shadow Alliance," Long Yanli said somewhat displeased, interrupting his message to Bao Bao.

"Hello, I am Wuming," a cold male voice said.

"I need you to help me check the doctor's location in Chekhwa, and his goods."

"clear"

Qin Zhiluo knew this doctor; he was the chief pharmacist for the Wufudu terrorist organization. After their organization was destroyed, he fled with all the prohibited drugs.

"Baby, what are you doing?"

"Work to earn money" Qin Zhiluo's ten fingers flew across the keyboard, her slender fingers moving nimbly between the keycaps.

The data on the screen keeps refreshing, and the tracking progress bar is moving forward rapidly.

Qin Zhiluo's lips curled up slightly, revealing a confident smile. She sent her location to Long Yanli, not expecting him to have such grand ambitions in the Misty City.

"Brother will take care of you (? つ??? ?つ)"

Long Yanli received Wuming's message. He didn't expect him to find out so quickly. No wonder he's the number one hacker. What can be done if someone wants to poach someone?

"It's Fog City again. Perfect, let's settle all our old and new scores at once." Qin Ji thought of the injuries his sister suffered in Fog City and decided to wipe them out.

"Tsk, it's time to teach Wudu a lesson." A fierce glint flashed in Fu Yiming's eyes.

Qin Zhi fell downstairs

"Sister Zhiluo" Chen Pidan stood up and looked at her with a simple and honest expression.

"Dongyang, take him back first." Qin Zhilu went to the armory and picked out a sniper rifle, a pistol, and a grenade.

"OK," Dong Yang said alluringly as she walked towards him. "Little brother, I'll take you home."

Chief Disguise Artist D Dongyang

"Thank you, brother," Chen Pidan said, looking at the man who was half a head shorter than him and had an otherworldly appearance.

Qin Zhiluo called out to Sa, who had received a mission to assassinate Jin Rencheng, the second prince of Wudu. What a coincidence!

Fog City Center

On both sides of the main road, skyscrapers stand side by side, their glass curtain walls gleaming in the sunlight.

Green plants spread along the street, and rose gardens are everywhere, with layers of branches and leaves intertwined.

The pedestrians were dressed smartly, wearing the latest fashion styles and sparkling jewelry.

Compared to the border town, this place is practically a cannibalistic paradise.

The two of them entered the hotel and ordered a meal, but the food there was terrible.

"You can attend the exchange dinner as usual tomorrow," Qin Zhiluo said casually, toying with the gun in her hand.

"Hmm, let's go for a walk tonight." The two of them didn't seem to be here to kill anyone; they seemed more like they were here on vacation.

As soon as I pushed open the bar door, a whiff of alcohol, perfume, and tobacco hit me. Men and women were dancing wildly to the deafening music.

Qin Zhilu frowned. The taste was truly indescribable, and the sight of that pale, white body made her dizzy.

They were both wearing black halter-neck mini dresses and denim leather mini dresses, their fair skin standing out in the dim light.

Their arrival instantly disrupted the bar's rhythm. People's eyes turned to them, and the thugs' gazes followed them closely as they moved around the bar.