The three dark shadowy figures sitting in the main seat were undoubtedly the three team leaders of the Underworld Pavilion.
The Heavenly Group 'Dark Eagle'.
Fire Group 'Dragon Nine'.
Cloud Group 'Feng Ming'.
Lin Hao glanced around briefly and then his gaze stopped on the leader of the Cloud Group, Feng Ming.
However, the latter's figure was obviously much smaller than the first two team leaders.
Although she was wearing a mask on her face and a wide black cloak covering her body, it was clear from her demeanor that she was a woman!
However, the three team leaders, both men and women, all exude a powerful aura that makes people's hearts palpitate.
And with their appearance, all the members of the Underworld Pavilion present stood up one after another.
There was no courtesy, no compliments.
Everyone just stood there in silence, adhering to the assassin's style, straightforward and direct.
"I have called you all together today. Your mission is not to hunt, but to secretly protect the Flame King. If anyone has ill intentions, they will be killed without mercy!"
The person who spoke was Dark Hawk.
He swept his eyes sternly over the people present, paused for a moment on Lin Hao, and then said in a cold voice: "Now, let Team Leader Fengming arrange your respective positions."
As the voice fell, Fengming, who was sitting on the left side of the main seat, took out a black jade slip.
With a "pop" sound, the jade slip in her hand suddenly shattered.
The next moment, light bloomed, and as it spread, the light split into strands of light, which quickly connected above the hall, as if outlining some kind of pattern.
Soon, a huge light pattern appeared.
"This is the detailed map of the palace. Please memorize it."
There was a hint of charm in Fengming's cold voice.
The assassins understood and immediately stared at the giant light pattern in the sky and began to memorize it.
All those present were warriors of considerable strength, and as assassins, their IQs were far beyond those of ordinary people.
This complex and huge map is not difficult for them to remember.
"Little fly, come out and take a look."
Lin Hao's mind moved slightly, and he quietly summoned Kung Fu Fly, and took in the entire map of the palace.
With the system skill of shared vision, Lin Hao can call up any scene that Kung Fu Xiaoying has seen at any time without relying on memory.
This situation is just like a video recorder, convenient and fast.
Lin Hao sat at the table with a leisurely look on his face, unlike the others who all looked up and spent time memorizing every direction on the map.
After about a few minutes, Zi Ye had memorized the entire map of the palace.
She looked at Lin Hao strangely and said in amazement: "You have a strong memory. You remembered it so quickly."
"It's OK."
Lin Hao smiled calmly without bragging.
"Next, everyone should hide in their respective positions according to their code names."
Fengming flicked his fingertips, and a feminine aura immediately spread out.
In a blink of an eye, everyone saw a giant light map in the sky flashing digital codes.
These code names correspond to each of their personal numbers in the Minge organization.
"Where's my code name?"
Lin Hao was stunned and confused for a moment.
I thought his code name was 'Jing Ke', but I didn't expect that Mingge had a built-in code.
"I forgot to tell you before that you and I are partners, and our code names are shared."
Zi Ye said calmly.
"What's the code name?"
Lin Hao asked curiously.
"1314."
When hearing Zi Ye's reply, Lin Hao raised his eyebrows.
"For a lifetime, it seems like we're going to be partners for life."
Lin Hao couldn't help but make a joke.
"1314, a lifetime..."
Hearing this, Zi Ye had no idea what Lin Hao's slang was from his previous life. She subconsciously recited it and found that the pronunciations of the two words were somewhat similar.
For a moment, a hint of unnaturalness clearly emerged on her cold and beautiful face.
That expression was like a thousand-year-old iceberg that was suddenly thrown into a piece of igneous rock and gradually melted.
At this time, Kung Fu Xiaoying's vision also found the position of 1314 on behalf of Lin Hao.
There, in the auditorium in the central square of the palace.
It's not very close to the high-rise area where the Flame King is.
There is no doubt that their task is just to disguise the audience and adapt at any time.
As for those gold medal assassins, they were arranged to be as close to the Flame King as possible.
In this regard, Lin Hao did not feel unhappy at all because of the distance, and he was even secretly a little relieved.
After all, the closer you are, the greater the danger.
If there is really danger, he might as well serve as a human sandbag to protect King Yan from injuries.
"I believe everyone has noted down their respective mission positions. Now, everyone should move out."
Dark Eagle said indifferently.
There was no unnecessary nonsense in the entire meeting, and the task arrangements were brief and clear.
Lin Hao really appreciated this.
Unlike meetings in other places, which are long and boring, and the speeches are even more lengthy.
"This way."
Zi Ye suddenly reached out and grabbed Lin Hao who was about to turn around and walk towards the door.
"Hmm? Is there another exit?"
A trace of doubt emerged on Lin Hao's face.
Zi Ye nodded and whispered, "There is a secret passage inside the basement of Jinhai Pavilion that leads directly to the imperial palace."
Hearing this, Lin Hao was slightly surprised.
This place is located in the west of the city, at least ten kilometers away from the imperial palace.
Digging an underground tunnel would definitely be a huge project!
Unexpectedly, this seemingly ordinary Jinhai Pavilion Restaurant actually has such a secret passage hidden underground, leading directly to the imperial palace.
Perhaps the only people who know about this are the members of the Minge organization.
As for outsiders, including the engineers and workers who designed the secret passage, they must have already turned into corpses.
Buzz——!
However, just as all members of the Underworld Pavilion were about to set off, an obscure energy fluctuation suddenly spread without warning.
Then, a strange array rune suddenly condensed above everyone's heads, emitting a dazzling golden light.
whoosh!
As the golden light spread rapidly, a huge energy shield was formed in an instant!
Golden runes were wriggling on the surface of the light shield, looking like an inflated golden bubble, directly covering the interior of the Jinhai Pavilion.
"This is a trap!"
The three leaders of the Underworld Pavilion, An Ying, Feng Ming, and Long Jiu, all looked gloomy.
With years of experience, the three of them quickly realized that this was a trap.
The so-called trapping array, although it will not cause harm to the people in the array like the killing array, it can trap them permanently, like a seal.
Lin Hao frowned and looked around vigilantly.
This is the gathering point of the Underworld Pavilion. Who dares to secretly set up a formation here? !
What surprised Lin Hao even more was that as the formation was activated, there was obviously a strange rune energy that was suppressing the spiritual power in his body.
The feeling of being unable to use any strength is like a hundred kilograms of strength suddenly being reduced to only a few dozen kilograms.
Not only Lin Hao, but also Zi Ye next to him and other assassins around were surprised.
Obviously, he also discovered this strange situation.
Dark Eagle frowned slightly, rushed out suddenly, and punched directly on the golden light shield.
There was only a loud 'bang'.
A violent force burst out from the fist, and the light shield of the formation suddenly shook violently. The golden runes on the surface moved rapidly, and actually dispersed the ripples of this force.
"It is indeed a trap formation, and it is a ninth-level trap formation, the Golden Talisman Formation!"
After the test, Dark Eagle's eyes darkened slightly, and a hint of solemnity surged in his eyes.
If they are trapped here, King Yan might be in danger during tomorrow's celebration!