A faint blue flame rose in Qin Ze's palm.
The note immediately turned to ashes.
"Things are getting interesting."
Is there an insider?
Who is the insider?
Qin Ze inadvertently looked at Sun Xiaotian who was bargaining with the rat meat seller.
A moment later, Qianmian sent a message in the local area network.
"You little brat, you know nothing."
"Someone paid a piece of rat meat and asked him to put the note in your pocket."
"It's pitch black in the sewer, and he can't see what the other person looks like."
Qin Ze had expected it.
Since he didn't hand it over in person, he definitely didn't want to reveal his identity.
Qin Ze was curious about who the other person was.
How did he know the news about the insider?
Qianmian: "This underground world is quite interesting, with all kinds of people, and even developed religion."
"I'll continue to stroll around, you go back first."
Qin Ze nodded.
This place is indeed suitable for Qianmian's activities.
"The price of rat meat has increased again. Three pieces of rags can only be exchanged for one."
Sun Xiaotian came back cursing.
Obviously, he failed to bargain.
"A bunch of black-hearted maggots, there is nothing to see here."
"I'll take you to see the brothers who will cooperate with you at that time."
Sun Xiaotian left the black shop with Qin Ze and others indignantly.
He turned and walked into another underground pipeline.
Ten minutes later, he knocked on an iron door.
A male voice came from inside: "Glory."
Sun Xiaotian whispered: "Freedom."
The King of Fa sent a message to Qin Ze with a strange look: "These people obviously have a contact code, why didn't they ask us at the beginning?"
Qin Ze shrugged his shoulders: "How should I know."
The iron door opened, and the space behind the door was very large, more than twice the size of Sun Xiaotian's small shabby house.
In the corner, there was a car battery, which powered the weak light tube on the wall, and next to it was a shabby solar panel.
There were fourteen men in the room, all with blood fluctuations.
The strongest was only level three, and the rest were not even level two.
"Wen Jing and his men were sent by the Dynasty to carry out the decapitation operation." Sun Xiaotian introduced.
The leader of the people here was a bald man, that is, the level three warrior, who immediately introduced his own lineup.
Looking at these crooked melons and cracked dates, Qin Ze couldn't help but twitch his mouth.
What's the joke?
Is "Dynasty" serious about letting these shrimp soldiers and crab generals cooperate in the decapitation?
Seeing Qin Ze's not very good face, Sun Xiaotian hurriedly explained: "They are the captains of each action team. Too many people can't gather here, so as not to be wiped out by the sudden sheriff."
"One or two hours before the action, everyone will gather, you just need to tell them the action plan."
Qin Ze asked: "What are their strengths? How many people are there?"
The bald man replied: "An average of 0.5, no less than fifty people."
The average old guys in the self-destruction group are 1.5.
0.5 is too weak.
Qin Ze pondered for a moment: "What is the strength of the head of state?"
Several people shook their heads.
Qin Ze really had nothing to say.
He had never seen such a grass-roots team.
They didn't even know the strength of the opponent, and they just rushed in?
"With your strength, you will be defeated if you go up."
"Don't go to the front battlefield for the decapitation operation the day after tomorrow."
The strength of ordinary sheriffs is level three.
We can't let them self-destruct like the self-destruction team?
There is another reason.
The inner ghost on the note.
Although Qin Ze cannot verify the truth for the time being.
But it is better to believe it than not.
To prevent the "little ghost" from stabbing in the back, it is better to let them all stay in the sewer obediently.
Hearing this, Sun Xiaotian and Guangtou and others were stunned. This seemed to be different from what they thought.
"Okay, if you insist."
The expression on the bald man's face suddenly became much more relaxed.
It seems that he also knows that this is a life of suicide.
"Everything is ready."
The bald man waved his hand, and the two pushed out a machine nearly two meters tall from the corner.
"High-power emp transmitter."
"It can emit strong electromagnetic pulses in an instant, covering a range of 100 meters in diameter."
"Whether it is the sheriffs or the head of state, they will be paralyzed for at least five seconds."
"Five seconds can do a lot of things, which should increase your chances of success."
"In order to repair this thing, we have sacrificed the lives of many brothers."
The bald man patted the transmitter.
Qin Ze was a little surprised.
I didn't expect that these guys who couldn't even eat enough could make such a killer weapon with their own hands.
Although the combat weapon is powerful, there are many parts on it, and even the head of state may be a mechanical monster.
Strong electromagnetic pulses can instantly paralyze all electronic equipment.
The president and the sheriff must have anti-pulse devices on them.
But as long as they can be affected for even 0.1 second, beheading them is enough.
Juba carried the machine on his shoulder, and Sun Xiaotian took Qin Ze and others back to his place.
"I thought the people you recruited were a group of fearless people." Qin Ze said lightly.
Sun Xiaotian sighed: "It's all for survival."
"We can't leave the city, and your people will secretly send in a batch of daily necessities from time to time."
"Only those who join the dynasty can enjoy it, otherwise what do you think I rely on to attract people?"
Qin Ze understood in his heart.
"The day after tomorrow, the result will be known."
In any case, this is an opportunity to confront the president head-on.
Qin Ze plans to find out the strength of the president at that time.
If he is not very strong, he can kill him in seconds with the help of emp.
But if he is a level eight or nine strength, he can only take a long-term view.
The King of Law and his friends couldn't stay idle, so they went to run maps like Qianmian.
Sun Xiaotian repaired his old radio again.
Qin Ze sat on the bed with his back against the wall, pretending to take a nap, but actually opened the chat group.
[Beast Trainer: This mission is very different from the last time in Jiangcheng]
[Passerby A: Tell me, what is the mission]
Qin Ze later repeated the mission briefing.
[Edge Paddy: It's very simple, just kill the head of state. You are so strong, can't you kill the head of state in seconds? ]
[Beast Trainer: If it is a level nine head of state, I will kill him in seconds with my head? ]
[Scholar: There will be no unfinished missions in the alien realm, and specific fine-tuning will be made according to the strength of the hunter who triggered the mission]
[Scholar: Since you are asked to kill the head of state, you can definitely kill him. Consider the existing conditions and think carefully. Is there any trick?]
This is the first time Qin Ze has seen a scholar say such a long paragraph.
But it did remind him.
The mission of Jiangcheng Alien Land was to clean up the pollution, but he was just a level one noob at that time, and it was difficult for him to kill a low-level mutant.
The key guided him to find the subway resistance and finally control the nuclear missile silo.
It was indeed a trick.
But what would be the trick for this mission?
The key has not given any hints so far.
"Fuck! Just increase the intensity, right?"
Although I always complained that the intensity was too low before, it seems a little too high this time.
[Fairy No Shit: Can you guys read the question carefully? This is clearly to complete two tasks]
While Qin Ze was thinking, he suddenly saw the fairy say something inexplicable.