Soon, the entire surveillance wall was turned on, and the dim light spread out. It was already late at night. Except for some rooms, there were lights on and lights on in the corridor, other places were already in darkness...

Talar nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, now the entire hotel is under our control. Let each team return to the room on the fifth floor according to the previous plan. No more walking around before the jewelry exhibition begins. Food and water will be delivered to the room."

"Yes!" Puru nodded respectfully, and then conveyed Taral's order.

"Okay, I'll go to bed all night!" Taral waved his hand, and the other men in black in the room also retreated... Taral walked to the window and stared at the quiet world quietly: "It will soon become less quiet here..." Taral's mouth tugged with a smile.

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Basically, there are six strong mercenaries gathered in each room on the fifth floor. In a room on the corner of the fifth floor, the older black man happened to be in this room, and the black man was surrounded by two black men, two white men, and one yellow man...

This combination is indeed a bit strange, but it is the most powerful among the many teams. Their name is Sand Scorpion...

"Captain, what did you show?" A white man looked at the older black man in confusion.

"Sand Lizard, do you see something is wrong?" Captain Sand Scorpion did not answer directly, but looked at the yellow man - Sand Scorpion. Sand Scorpion has no nationality or belief, but is a figure like a think tank of the Sand Scorpion Squad. Strictly speaking, Sand Scorpion still has more bloodlines...

Every mercenary has a story to dig, and every mercenary can write a novel for the rest of his life. After all, their existence itself is legendary...

The sand lizard looked at the others with a serious expression and said, "We may be in trouble. This ten million US dollars is not that easy to get..."

"Well? With our strength, even if we can't beat it, can't we run away?" another white man asked in confusion.

"Camel, you think too simple. If it is just an ordinary jewelry exhibition that requires so many elite mercenaries? This group of people can almost control a local war. Any of us who enters a powerful country will be supervised layer by layer, let alone more than 60?" said the sand lizard gloomy.

"You mean, there is a conspiracy?" asked a black man.

"The vulture, this is not just a conspiracy, but a trap!" Sand Lizard took a deep breath: "Talal is generous and has a great move, but it is precisely because of his generous move that it is easier to suspect that a jewelry exhibition will attract some celebrities. In addition, it is not impossible for some senior officials of society to come to the concerts in the future, but it is a waste to hire eleven teams. Based on my understanding of Taalal, although he is very rich, he is not a random wasteful playboy..."

"What is the purpose of Taral doing this?" Luo Tuo was puzzled: "What can we have to make him look at? Let him be so careful and spend a lot of money to calculate?"

"We only have battles, and what he likes is our battle!" Sha Scorpion said in a deep voice: "He is not planning to do anything about us, but other people. In his plan, we are probably just cannon fodder..."

"Cannon fodder? Use us as cannon fodder? There is no such force in this world..." the white man said proudly at the beginning.

"The Rattlesnake is right. There are no troops in this world who can regard us as cannon fodder, especially there are more than 60 mercenaries here. Even the American Delta, the shadow of China, and the Russian Alpha are not good..." The camel responded.

"They can't do it, but some people can do it..." Sand Lizard sighed: "We are far from the most powerful people in this world. Some people's strength has reached an incredible level..."

"You're talking about..." The vulture's black face seemed to have become darker again.

"It's a cultivator..." said the black man who had been silent.

"Not bad..." Sha Scorpion nodded: "The Ostrich said it well, you said it well. No one in this world can regard us as cannon fodder, but there is a kind of person who can... China's Dragon Group, America's League of Legends, any member sent out can destroy us... In their eyes, we are cannon fodder..."

"Hiss..." Luo Tuo took a long breath and widened his blue eyes incredibly, saying, "Talal is desperate? He dares to provoke cultivators? Faced with cultivators, we have no chance of winning at all, and any guns are meaningless..."

"Ordinary guns are indeed meaningless, but there are weapons in the organization of cultivators that can threaten or even kill cultivators, but we can't touch them at all..." Sand Scorpion sighed lightly.

"Talal is not a fool. Since we go to provoke cultivators, we will definitely be fully prepared. We may not have any chance of winning..." said the Rattlesnake.

"No, no, you are wrong. It's not that we may not have no chance of winning, but that Taral may not have no chance of winning. From the beginning, Taral did not intend to let us get out of here alive. Only when we all die can we calm the anger of those big shots. We were the scapegoats invited by Taral from the beginning..." Sand Lizard shook her head.

"What should we do? Are we running away quietly now?" The vulture frowned.

"Now the entire hotel is under the control of Talar, how could it be possible to have a chance to escape... But just when placing explosives and monitors, Sand Lizard and I secretly observed the layout of the entire hotel... There is a place on the sixth floor that can directly access the drainage system, and there is no way to enter directly on other floors, but there is no way to go there, maybe it is our chance to survive..." Sand Scorpion said.

After hearing the words of the Sand Scorpion, the eyes of the others lit up. The Sand Scorpion, which had always been powerful, were so slow this time. It turned out that they were looking for a way to escape...

"Maybe there is still a glimmer of life!" said the sand lizard suddenly.

"Hmm?" The sand scorpion looked at the sand lizard in confusion.

"Maybe we can defect to the practitioners that Talar wants to deal with. Talar has long regarded us as cannon fodder and will never allow us to get out of here alive. However, Talar's enemies are different. They have no direct conflicts with us, nor have deep hatred. They may also be our vitality..." said the Sand Lizard.

When everyone else heard the words of the Sand Lizard, they nodded silently.

"But why do practitioners need our support, and what can we attract practitioners..." the ostrich asked suddenly.

"It depends on our eyesight. We must find them before the jewelry exhibition begins and tell them the matter. This is our first credit, and I have this in my hand..." Sand Lizard took out a U disk and said softly: "There is a coordinate recorded here. There is a mysterious island on this coordinate. This island is not reflected on any map, and this island seems to have a powerful force that makes me tremble... I think they will be interested in this island..."

"But we basically have no chance to walk out of the room this day. Where can we go to find a cultivator?" asked the Rattlesnake.

"I have some guesses..." The sand lizard suddenly smiled.

"Where?" The camel's eyes lit up.
Chapter completed!