Chapter 331: The power of the mysterious organization

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What the Sun Dancer Mercenary Group left was like a storm, which swept through the entire town. Although the reason for the departure was explained, many people did not seem to believe it. At one time, there were many opinions and various conjectures came out.
Today's sun is not bright, high and far, and it is a little warm to shine on, but not hot. Tima still wears clothes and leans against the door of her hotel. She holds a glass of wine in her hand and a small half of the fuchsia grape wine is left. She looks blankly, thinking, not knowing what she is thinking. ?
There is a simple blacksmith shop diagonally across from the hotel. How did the shopkeeper employed by the shop repair a pair of cracked steel boots by the fire outside the door? The ping-pong and ping-pong sounds are sometimes rhythmic. It seems like natural after a long listening The same exists.
A young tax officer appeared on this street. While chatting with the bosses of various shops, he was collecting taxes this month, and soon came to the door of Tima’s hotel.
"Hello, beautiful Miss Tima, the person you least want to see is here again," the tax official said jokingly.
Tima still leaned lazily in front of the door and said: "If you are willing to take a little less, I would be happy to see you."
The tax official said with a smile: "I don't charge taxes. If I were the leader of this country, I would be exempt from all your taxes. Well, don't say it, let me look at your books."
Tima smiled, sipped the wine in the glass, and took the tax officer into the hotel: "The account book is in the back, Lucy, look at the shop."
"I know Sister Tima." Lucy responded obediently.
When he arrived in the room, Tima did not take out the account book, but directly took a small bag of gold coins and threw them in the hands of the tax officer. Then he asked, "What information?"
The tax officer took out a small pill from the mezzanine of his clothes and handed it to Tima: "I just got it."
"Is it information about the sun dancer's departure?" Tima crushed the pill and a piece of paper appeared inside.
The tax official looked rigorous and said: "The prime minister and the mayor are listening to his report. He did not have time to speak. However, I think it should be."
Tima opened the paper and read it again, then pondered.
The tax officer seemed to want to know the above, but did not ask.
Tima glanced at him: "The owner of Yanyang City, Penelope Yangyan is the head of the Emperor's mercenary regiment."
The tax officer was taken aback: "Is the Sun Dancer leaving related to this matter?"
Tima nodded: "Last night, Redlik went to see Yang Yan. They fought a game, and Redlik lost, so..."
"It turned out to be this way." The tax official frowned. "How did the Sun Dancers do it? It was taboo to see the enemy commander on the eve of the war. How could he make such a mistake?"
"The same 7S, they also have a lasting reason." Tima smiled, but his face immediately pulled down again: "But what the intelligence officer on the side of "Invermeshchen" is doing. After so many years, Actually, even Penelope Yangyan's identity was not thoroughly investigated. How did they work!"
The tax official said: "'Invermeshina' has focused its intelligence on the battlefields of St. Bikya and the Magic Moon Empire in the past two years, plus the reorganization of "Beverly"..."
"These are all excuses." Tima Chi said: "The Yanyang area has always been the focus of the organization. A large number of high-quality special magic materials are produced here, and the organization's top management has always wanted to use the hands of the five countries to clear the Penelope family. If you fail this time, the above people will definitely blame. I was appointed as the person in charge of this area, and if something goes wrong, the head boss will not be able to help me."
"This..." the tax official was a little scared, and said, "Separate, this doesn't seem to have much to do with us? Isn't the supervisor who sent this matter directly? We're just'Elkmi'" Martyr's sub-segment, the responsibility is to provide a high-quality raw material guarantee for alchemy within the organization. As for other matters, it is not our business."
Tima Dao: "But the Yanyang area has always been a key area for the ministry to obtain the best materials, and the upper levels are also very concerned. For several years, the organization and the leader have appointed me as the responsible person in this area. The members are all deployed by me. If something goes wrong, my responsibility cannot be escaped."
The tax officer is also speechless.
After a while, Tima asked: "Yes, are the intelligence personnel on the other side of Yanyang City contacted?"
The tax official shook his head: "Recently in Yanyang City, there has been a lot of chaos. Because the army is under pressure, many people have defected. In order to prevent wars during the war, Yanyang City has recently supervised important personnel in the city. Very tight, our people dare not easily pass on information."
Tima nodded: "I see. But it doesn't matter, the overall situation of the full-scale attack is now decided, there should be no situation, just look at the final result. You contact, tell our people, especially combatants, don't Expose yourself and don’t directly participate in this war. Unless the Yanyang region is won by the five nations, they will all be lurking. These are the forces that we have been working hard in various countries for many years. We can’t move without absolute confidence."
"Got it, split up. Then I'm gone." The tax official said.
Tima nodded and the tax officer retreated.
...
In the city of Yanyang.
"City lord, the news has confirmed that the people of the Sun Dancer Mercenary Corps have left the border and they do not intend to participate in this war." An intelligence report officer reported in the conference room.
Everyone in the meeting room heard the news, and they all smiled.
The wind twitched Erlang's feet on the conference table, and he laughed and said: "The guy in Redlik is quite credible, old "one", you owe him a love this time."
The meeting room was a very serious place. Others were very dissatisfied with the turbulent wind, but they didn't say it.
Naka asked: "How many members are there in the city, the Emperor's Mercenary Corps? Will they all come to help us?"
Before Yang Yan spoke, the wind turned into a breeze and flew to the conference table. He crouched in front of Naka and said, "Hey old stuff, how many members of our mercenary corps does not seem to matter to you, you ask long questions, don't you? Any attempt."
"You..." Naka's beard trembles with anger, his head turned to the side and he said nothing.
Yang Yan, who was sitting at the highest position, said: "Uncle Naka, just ignore this bastard, you just think he doesn't exist. There are not many members of our mercenary corps, in fact they don't interact with each other, they all have their own affairs, no It’s like someone who likes to talk a lot
The gust of wind flew to Yangyan again: "Old'One', it's too uninteresting to say so, I'm thousands of miles...no, thousands of miles ran around, worried that you were dead, you say that, it's too sad Hey!" Blast took a small sip of Yangyan's tea cup and said with a sigh: "Forget it, the more you say that, I'm still in control of this business."
"Humph." Yang Yan stood up and said: "Party!"
After the meeting, the blast followed Yang Yan to the walls of the main city of Yanyang. The city wall, which is more than seventy meters high and more than thirty meters thick, is like an iron wall. It makes people feel terrified and feel its indestructibility.
While Yang Yan was patrolling the city walls, he asked: "Blast, what are you doing here?"
Shi Feng smiled: "I said, I'm here to help you."
"Do you think I will believe this?" Yang Yan said: "In the "Emperor", you most wish me luck."
Hayate laughed and said: "The words are not false, but I hope you can lose to me before you die."
Yang Yan said: "You bring so many dozen people here, don't lose it."
"Relax, my people don't need you to manage it." The wind replied unwillingly.
Yang Yan stopped and leaned against the wall and asked, "Is there any news about Ice Emperor and Evil Emperor?"
The wind smiled: "When did you become so concerned about others? After the evil emperor and the young emperor left, they didn't know that the ice emperor's wanted order seemed to be canceled."
"It's the same as not saying." Yang Yan said lightly, looking at the buildings in the city.
"Brother, brother, I saw strange Warcraft over there." Qin ran over the city wall and saw Yang Yan also, holding his hand: "Ah, Brother Yang Yan will take me to play?"
Blowing his face coldly, a popcorn hit the past: "When will he become your brother."
Qin cleverly avoided the elder brother's'attack' and said sarcastically: "Do you think I don't know? You fight with Yang Yan brother, but you can't beat him every time, he was beaten with bruised nose, swollen nose, and fart rolled in urine, so jealous of him Is it right?"
"What?" The wind suddenly burst into blue muscles: "I will jealous of him!? When I was beaten by him, his face was swollen, fart... Are you my sister, you are a who eats in and out of his elbows, See me not teaching you!"
Qin saw the wind violently ruined and ran away in shock.
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