The so-called sharing ans gathering the top hundred assassins together, with all organizations offering them the most generous treatnt. However, no matter which organization needs personnel, they must follow orders until they choose an organization to belong to.
Since Lingze decided this, he had his own plans.
After all, the assassination order was initiated by them, and by then, these assassins will co flocking to them. If they could recruit thirty of the top hundred experts, the fifty million spent would be worth it.
Twenty second-rate assassins couldn't compare to one top-notch expert. It's not that the top-notch expert can take on twenty by himself, but for the money of one person, he can accomplish tasks that twenty people could not. That's the difference.
Senior executives behind each organization love having such assassins join their ranks and be at their command.
"Unity, naturally, is important, but I have so doubts."
"Go ahead, since Thunder Fla isn't coming, and you're in charge of M Country, providing the venue, feel free to bring up any suggestions, and we'll discuss and solve them together."
Lingze's response was expressive; in fact, he was building his own montum, giving the impression that even in the face of a worldwide famous assassins' organization eting, he was a leading figure.
"Our goal is to recruit more excellent assassins, yet your competition rules encourage them to kill each other, thereby raising their ranking. But what if so outstanding assassins die in the fight? Wouldn't that be a waste of talent?"
"Our requirent is for absolute elites, not those who survive on money without contribution. If it were just those daring enough to take on tasks with a gun, I could train a batch in six months, but what do we need those for? If we want to have a global impact, we must gather these elites together. Just think, twenty elites could stand against an army; with such strength, wouldn't those of us here have the final say in the Assassin World? At that ti, we could kill whoever we wanted. If people don't want to end up on our list, they'd have to invest heavily and pay us every year... Imagine, even the president of a country would have to pay us for insurance, hmm?"
Lingze's words, though wild, resonated with the ambitious minds in the video conference, and even if the plan was hard to achieve, it wasn't impossible.
Recruiting the world's talents to then control the global situation. Lingze's ambition was no less than that of Zhu Fan in the past.
But he was smarter than Zhu Fan, as he wouldn't dabble with HLY007; even if that were developed, Japan would have to fully protect it, and any selfishness would naturally invite disaster.
This is how Red Butterfly fell. Both wanted to stand at the peak of the world. Zhu Fan's ambition was thoroughly crushed by Ye Xiaofan. Now, can Lingze's ambition succeed?
At least, for Lingze now, it was a great start, but the obstacles he faced were entirely brought by Ye Xiaofan's subordinates.
Helplessly, Lingze united these assassination organizations to host this assassin ranking. If successful, it would beco an annual event. A hundred assassins each year, and in five years, five hundred top assassins would be under his command. Spending fifty million annually for so many experts was undoubtedly worthwhile.
The senior mbers of the other organizations unanimously recognized Lingze's decision, and the arrangents were handled by the assassin organization in M Country.
Subsequently, invitations were widely sent out, inviting assassins worldwide to join the event.
Because it was a new ranking in the Assassin World, even those who were highly ranked before could participate in such a competition.
For many assassins, making it into the top hundred ant obtaining a new identity in the world. They could earn money by taking on licensed tasks and would not be wanted in their respective countries and regions.
This temptation led to widespread registration from assassins.
And the four recently killed by Xiaofan, Shen Zuimo, and others had just registered not long ago.
"Over four hundred people?"
Hearing the number, even Xiaofan couldn't help but gasp.
"Ah, these assassin organizations are going all out, connecting all the channels they can. Assassins nationwide ca flocking, and these organizations all hope to recruit more people into their own ranks, so they secretly sent their experts to participate in this competition," Li Kuo continued to report the latest news to Xiaofan.
"Interesting."
"Over four hundred people, Xiaofan, are you still planning to participate?"
"Why not? That's what makes it exciting."
"Alright then, just be careful."
"Hmm. I'll hang up now."
After hanging up Li Kuo's call, Xiaofan was ready to go.
Xiaofan, Han, Shen Zuimo, along with Leng Yue... the four of them wore the masks of the assassins they previously killed. Using their phones, they had Li Kuo hack into their dedicated email accounts, waiting for the competition's notification.
On the second day after Han arrived in M Country, the notification finally ca.
However, this notification made Xiaofan a bit troubled.
The assembly point for the four of them wasn't unified because the entry points into the tropical jungle weren't the sa.
Xiaofan's concern was that if he separated from Zuimo and Leng Yue upon entering the venue, he couldn't fully ensure their safety. In a place filled with top experts, how could Xiaofan feel at ease?
"Why the worried look? Prepare to set off," Shen Zuimo saw Xiaofan's troubled expression and walked over to ask.
"You can see I'm worried even with a mask on?" Xiaofan responded with a gentle smile.
"Are you worrying needlessly again?" Shen Zuimo asked again.
"I... Zuimo, why don't you and Leng Yue go first..."
"Either we all go or none of us do, so why the fuss? I'm old enough to take care of myself, aren't I?" Shen Zuimo said, giving Xiaofan a look, determined not to be separated from him anymore.
After speaking, Shen Zuimo returned to the room to make the final preparations.
Xiaofan knew it would be hard to persuade them, but how could he let two beautiful companions take risks with him?
Shen Zuimo's temperant was like this, but what about Leng Yue?
Then, Xiaofan glanced at Leng Yue, who was already fully geared up...
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