"Investigation Bureau? We're from the Intelligence Bureau! "
Before the middle-aged Caucasian NPC could say anything, a younger NPC with curly hair next to him had already spoken with some displeasure.
"Hmm, sorry, I might have remembered wrongly …"
Feng Luo smiled lightly.
"No, you're tricking us!"
The three of them did not react at first.
But soon, the middle-aged Caucasian NPC who was the leader of the Intelligence Bureau frowned and said in a deep voice, "Sorry.
I'm just being careful! "
Feng Luo shook his head.
"F * ck, what are you talking about? Do you think we're spies of the rebel army? "
The three Intelligence Bureau NPCs were clearly speechless.
As intelligence personnel, they clearly understood that this kind of caution was definitely not wrong.
However, they had just been beaten up by those soldiers, and now they did not react immediately. The three intelligence personnel were clearly a little embarrassed.
So, they were still a little unwilling to forgive.
"You're not spies, but among the people you brought in, there might be spies of the rebel army mixed in."
Feng Luo used his eyes to signal the NPC tourists and residents who were gathered together.
His words stunned the three NPCs of the intelligence bureau.
However, before they could ask Feng Luo why he had said that, a loud voice interrupted the conversation.
"My father is Kim Sang-hyeok. I want to see your person in charge. My father is Kim Sang-hyeok …"
A young NPC was being escorted out of a hotel corridor by two special agent soldiers. There were still some water stains on his pants, and his face was a little pale. There were also some bruised and swollen NPCs struggling.
"You're their person in charge, right?"
"You have to protect us. My father is Kim Sang-hyeok, a member of the Federation! "
After walking to the hall and seeing Leon and the others, especially the Federation officer uniform on Leon, the young NPC's voice became even louder.
"Shut up!"
One of the special agent soldiers who was escorting him said with a face full of annoyance.
He raised the gun in his hand and was about to smash it into his face again so that he would not be able to scream.
"Stop … Kim Sang-hyeok is not only a member of the Federation, but he is also the boss of the Three-Day Group, which is ranked in the top 100 in the Federation, and a director of the Kim Financial Group … He has a large cooperative relationship with the government and the military."
The middle-aged Caucasian NPC from the Intelligence Bureau's expression changed. He first anxiously shouted to stop the NPC special agent soldier from beating him up.
Then, he immediately lowered his voice and said to Feng Luo and Leon.
"The son of an official?"
Feng Luo frowned.
It was obvious that this guy was the second generation of an official in the Federation camp, and he was also the second generation of a rich family.
Feng Luo did not expect that. He had seen a lot of rich second-generation players.
However, he had not seen many second-generation officials in the game!
Was this something new?
"My dad has already sent people to rescue me. I'll give you five million Credits as long as you protect me and leave White City safely!"
At the sight of the middle-aged Caucasian NPC's reaction, the young man's bruised and swollen face, which was pale from the fear of the infected, immediately calmed down.
His tone immediately changed into one of arrogance and bossiness.
"5 million!"
The number echoed in the hall.
However, be it Leon or Feng Luo.
After hearing these words, their expressions did not change.
Five million was the price of an exquisite rare accessory.
As far as Feng Luo was concerned, it was impossible to move him.
Not to mention, there were more than 50 people here, including the NPC special forces. Wasn't it a little too stupid for this rich second-generation heir to want bodyguards to protect him with a mere five million yuan?
"10 million!"
Seeing that Leon, who had the highest military rank and should have the right to decide, was not tempted at all.
The rich second-generation heir seemed to feel that the price he offered was a little low, so he quickly doubled the price.
"10 million?"
Hearing this, the assessment players behind Feng Luo still did not have much of a reaction.
Although 10 million credits was indeed not a small amount, it was only 200,000 credits after average distribution.
200,000 credits was clearly not enough for them to take on a protection mission that would affect their promotion in the special agent assessment.
Even those NPC special agents, although somewhat tempted, did not take action.
Although 200,000 credits was equivalent to a year's worth of subsidies, this price was certainly not enough for them to risk going to the military court for violating orders.
"10 million credits after average distribution is only 200,000. What a rich second-generation heir!"
There were even some players who spoke with a mocking tone and giggles.
After all, these assessment players all had people supporting them from behind.
It could be said that the equipment on each of them was estimated to be no less than 10 million, so naturally, they would not care too much about these 200,000 credits.
"What average distribution? I'm talking about 10 million per person! "
"As long as you protect me and return safely, then 10 million credits per person!"
Initially, when he saw these soldiers and adventurers, they were all indifferent.
This was because his bodyguard had died in the previous battle and then became infected and chased into the hotel, almost scaring him to the point of peeing his pants.
Seeing these soldiers in the Federation military uniform, the rich second-generation young man wanted to find protection but did not understand why the credits that had always been successful had no effect.
At that moment, he finally reacted. So these soldiers had actually misunderstood his meaning?
A total of 10 million. Would my life be so cheap?
"10 million per person?!"
After this sentence from the rich second-generation young man.
The NPC Special Forces soldiers on the scene were no longer indifferent.
After they completed this mission, they estimated that when they returned, they would probably only receive a merit record and a reward of 100,000 credits at most.
Even if they died in the mission, the Federation's pension would only be a few million credits.
However, as long as they protected this rich second-generation official and held on until the arrival of reinforcements, they would be able to obtain 10 million credits.
10 million, if distributed reasonably, was enough for them to live lavishly for the rest of their lives.
And the consequences?
At most, they would be sent to the military court for a few years for violating military orders.
"You don't have to worry about violating military orders. My dad is also very familiar with the people in the military. As long as you protect me, you will definitely not be punished. You can even be rewarded. What's wrong with protecting the citizens of the Federation outside?! "
The rich second-generation young man clearly saw the reason why these soldiers were still a little hesitant.
So, he once again raised his bruised and swollen head and said arrogantly.
His whole person was completely calm.
"I'll protect you!"
After a moment of silence, the three special forces soldiers suddenly raised their guns and left the team. Then, they quickly walked towards the rich second-generation young man.
Leon, who was beside Feng Luo, only watched the scene calmly and did not say anything.
In less than half a day, 20 of the 50 special forces soldiers who were originally protecting the diplomatic group had died in battle.
Even though these special forces soldiers had all undergone strict training, in the face of such a high death rate, how many of them could say that they were calm?
If he was really their commanding officer, perhaps he should have stepped forward to stop them at this time.
But in reality, he was not a real military captain. So, Leon chose to remain silent.
And when he saw Leon, he did not say anything.
Then, more and more special forces soldiers walked over.
One, two …
In the end, a total of 10 special forces NPC soldiers stood on the side of the rich second-generation young man.
Even among the players who were taking the test, there were two people who walked over.
The reason was simple. Although the total value of the equipment on them was no less than 10 million credits, these equipment were actually provided by the forces who had invested in them.
However, these pieces of equipment were actually provided by the forces that invested in them. They didn't belong to them completely.
Although, after they changed their profession to the special agent profession, they would probably be able to earn more than 10 million credits.
They might even be able to get Legendary equipment and walk to the top of the game players.
However, after seeing the difficulty of today's mission and the elimination rate, they no longer had much confidence.
Instead, it was better to accept this mission. As long as they protected this NPC and survived, then they would be able to earn 10 million credits. This was a much higher chance than competing with more than 20 people for the five spots in the special agent profession.
Seeing this situation, Feng Luo also listened and watched coldly from the side. Like Leon, he did not say anything.
He looked at the special agent instructor interface and found that the points of these two people were currently in the lower to middle position.
However, he did not seem to have received any hints on how to deal with such a situation while he was an instructor.
"Tsk, tsk …"
Fortunately, at this time, his special agent communication channel had been restored.
The Rav Republic NPCs had been removed. Then, a few players used the special agent equipment to find a few interference devices in the hotel and removed the communication blockade.
"Special Agent Azure Dragon, I'm glad you're okay!"
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