Mystic Dominator

"Continue to lead the way."

Ronald pointed to the building in front of him with a cold face.

Faced with this situation, the assassin could only smile reluctantly and continue to lead the way.

Because there was an assassin, a regular visitor, leading the way, the guards outside the black boxing arena did not stop Ronald and the two of them.

Go straight into the building and go through the two rooms.

Inside what appeared to be a warehouse, the assassin deftly opened the door of a chest of drawers, revealing a hidden staircase.

"My lord, this is the passage leading to the arena below."

"..."

Ronald nodded silently, signaling the assassin to continue leading the way.

In fact, when he came here, his keen hearing could already detect the noise coming from below, something like 'Kill him! ’ ‘Don’t wake this guy up! ’ ‘Knock his ass, stand up and continue beating! ’ ‘I’ve bet heavily on you, keep going! ’ One after another.

Ronald could imagine what these people were enjoying without even seeing it with his own eyes.

Maybe it's because we've drilled too many times in this world.

Walking down the passage all the way, Ronald came to the arena without any disturbance in his heart.

It's a rather rudimentary boxing ring.

In the center of a square field surrounded by wooden boards, the ground is covered with a layer of yellow sand, and two black boxers fighting to the death are fighting for their lives.

Take what Ronald saw.

One of the two had a slack jaw from the beating, and the other's arm also showed obvious abnormal bending. Both were very serious injuries that required timely treatment.

But whether it's the red-eyed boxer, or the audience who are almost crazy because of the game.

At this moment, they have no intention of stopping the game.

"Tsk..."

His eyes quickly looked away from the fight, but Ronald still shook his head.

In fact, this kind of game does not require killing people, but the outcome is determined by one party being completely knocked down and unable to get up. But after such a fight, I am afraid that the rest of the contestant's life will not be much better.

Follow the assassin to continue in-depth.

The two passed through a small curtained door, and this time someone finally stopped them.

Just behind the curtain, a muscular man stopped in front of Ronald and the others with a very vigilant expression.

"Flying knife, why did you bring someone here?"

"Don't you know the rules?"

"..."

The assassin's expression froze.

And then just before the assassin can think of a response.

Ronald passed behind him in an instant, and before the guard could react, he clamped the guard's neck with one hand, and then forcibly pressed the guard's body against the wall.

"Well......"

Ronald is too fast.

So much so that when the guard reacted, he couldn't utter a word.

The skin on his face began to congeal, and Ronald squeezed his left hand tightly with both hands. As the person guarding this place, the guard immediately raised his leg and kicked towards Ronald's lower body.

However, before he could make half of the movement, his raised foot fell limply.

The whole person pulled down, and there was no movement in a blink of an eye.

Seeing that Ronald subdued the guard in an instant, the assassin who was still standing there reacted, and asked with a horrified expression:

"First... sir?"

Ronald let go of the guard who had been deprived of his thinking ability by the power of 'Rage',

Then turned to look deeper:

"Continue to lead the way."

"..."

The assassin codenamed 'Flying Knife' was subdued by Ronald in the first place.

Seeing that the guard who was not his opponent was instantly defeated by the opponent, he couldn't even think of resisting now.

This is not the one with the book, is it?

With such speculation in mind, the pace of the assassin leading the way was much lighter than before.

This one is not too long.

After turning two corners, Ronald saw the assassin's intermediary before their range of activities even left the scope of the buildings on the ground.

This is an old man in a white shirt and a small vest.

Sitting in a small room like a train station ticket window, I kept flipping through some ledgers or letters.

For this scene, Ronald called out the original script without any hesitation.

"His name is Styx,

The black water flowed down to the foot of the dark and steep cliff.

..."

In an instant, the black mist of the maximized 'Rage' power enveloped the entire basement, and without Ronald's own hands, the escape passage behind the intermediary was directly cut off by the black mist of hell.

"..."

The enemy suddenly attacked, and the killers and staff who were already here naturally responded. However, when they saw the one in Ronald's hands when they were ready for the operation, all their movements were silently retracted.

Just a few breaths.

In the basement, there was only a flickering figure left, and everyone was waiting for Ronald's reaction.

At this moment, the influence of the identity of the original code holder is undoubtedly revealed.

Keeping silent and indifferent on his face, Ronald walked slowly in front of the intermediary, and the person who was sitting there immediately stood up in awe, and then let Ronald sit down without hindrance.

"That flying knife just received a mission to assassinate me from you."

"Take out the mission file."

"..."

Hearing Ronald's inquiry, the old man was much more straightforward than before the assassin.

Immediately bent down and began to search from his workbench, the old intermediary took out a commission document in just a few seconds.

Handing out the document through the gap in the window, he even added:

"The commission that Feidao accepted less than ten minutes before receiving the mission, all the news from our side is on it."

This situation...

Shouldn't it be to resist hard and then show off your professionalism?

Faced with the intermediary's response to being so cooperative.

Ronald thought for a while, and finally accepted the reality wordlessly.

After taking the document handed over by the other party and opening it, the information on it can be seen at a glance.

This is a very hasty and expedited commission, and the opportunity to assassinate the target is only limited to tonight. Especially in the column of the assassination target, the other party didn't even mention Ronald's name, but only briefly mentioned the simple appearance characteristics of being handsome, with blond hair and gray eyes.

I see......

Seeing this, Ronald couldn't help showing a wry smile on his face.

No wonder there were assassins of the flying knife level to ambush him, and after coming to the intermediary, the other party immediately began to cooperate with him honestly as soon as he saw his appearance.

Feelings are such an entrustment!

Urgent, only for tonight, little information on the client and the target of the assassination.

Didn't even know it was Ronald!

So looking at the obedient intermediary, Ronald couldn't help asking:

"Are you accepting tasks so casually?"

The intermediary also shook his head with a wry smile:

"Mr. Ronald, it was an accident."

"After all, the client gave too much."