Chapter 2533
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Asha'ria was the head of an intelligence agency. Mofan was not surprised that she knew about the tragedy that had taken place in Dubai.
Besides, Zu Huanyao was a representative of the country and the Magic Association. It was unlikely that he would be able to get the most accurate information from him. He could only guide him.
He had to figure out the truth on his own.
Asha'ria, on the other hand, was different. The information he could get from her was the most honest and straightforward!
That was exactly what Mofan needed right now!
She had shown up at the perfect time!
"Come with me. These people must have something you want to know, if you trust me," Asha'ria said to Mofan.
Asha'ria led the way. She did not wait for Mofan's reply. She seemed to be confident that Mofan would show up.
Mofan let the Fengluo Yaron roam freely in the outskirts of the city while he followed Asha'ria.
Both of them had the Shadow Element, and their cultivation had reached a very high level. Mofan and Asha'ria were like two night elves playing in the night sky. They danced in the chilly wind with ease. — —
A golden tent was set up, with a few elephants that looked like camels crawling around it. A group of people was gathered around a campfire. They were drinking and chatting among themselves.
Mofan did a rough count. There were seven people in total.
"Did you see the accessories on their waists? I'm sure you would recognize them," Asha'ria said.
Mo Fan saw it. He moved forward with the steps of a phantom and silently walked up to the back of the man with a long beard.
His thumb bent slightly, turning into an extremely short finger dagger. There was still a dark and turbid aura on it. Just like that, he gently touched the bearded man's neck.
"Boss!"
The other six rose to their feet and stared at Mo Fan, who had appeared behind the bearded man like an assassin, in astonishment.
Mo Fan stared at the other six people. At the same time, six strands of turbid Qi separated from his body, turning into six faceless figures that only had Mo Fan's silhouette.
The six shadows maintained the same posture as Mofan, pressing their thumbs against their throats.
"Where is your Guild Leader?" Mofan asked.
"You don't have to ask them. I know." Asha'ria caught up with him.
As soon as he finished speaking, the necks of the seven people were all slit open. Their blood was like an artistic fountain in a spring, sprinkling towards the center of the bonfire. The bonfire flickered, seeming to become more vibrant.
The seven of them fell to the ground at the same time. They didn't even have the chance to struggle. Their faces were still filled with shock.
As one of the seven heroes of the Guild of the Wicked, each of them could dominate a small city, but they were all killed just like that!
"You … are so straightforward. Aren't you afraid of alerting the enemy?" Asha'ria seemed to have noticed Mofan's hostility. Despite her words, she still had a faint smile on her face.
Asha'ria had seen many corpses. She could talk and laugh among them. Moreover, the people of the Guild of the Wicked were a bunch of animals. They either bullied people in America or committed murder in Europe.
"Is it the Guild of the Wicked who did it this time?" Mofan asked.
"Of course not. Every extreme action has a reason, such as profit or revenge. The Guild of the Wicked has nothing to do with the scholars, but they are the perfect people to do such dirty things for others, "Asha'ria said.
Mofan nodded.
Therefore, it was easier to find the murderer after finding the murder weapon.
…
Since Asha'ria knew where the Guild of the Wicked's Guild Leader was, things were easier.
Mofan continued walking along the sand and saw many people in golden tents.
Unsurprisingly, they were all members of the Guild of the Wicked. Every one of them had the standard accessories of the Guild of the Wicked.
Obviously, the whole thing had happened very suddenly. Even the mastermind was not prepared. He wanted to use the Guild of the Wicked to confuse and clean up the scene, but he was also leaving clues behind.
Asha'ria meant that if he followed the Guild of the Wicked, he would definitely find the information that Mofan wanted.
Mofan did not show any mercy. He killed every member of the Guild of the Wicked he saw.
He was very angry at the moment. He was worried that he had no way to vent his anger, but the Guild of the Wicked had come knocking on his door.
…
Soon, Mofan saw a group of camels in an old city. They were carrying all kinds of supplies, water, wine, food, fruits, blankets, and beauties.
It seemed that the Guild of the Wicked planned to enter the desert for some time.
"This relay station in the old city belongs to the Guild of the Wicked. In the past, they used to steal and rob travelers' supplies and wives here to earn ransom. They have protection, so the just organizations have never had the chance to eliminate them, "Asha'ria said.
"So it's fine to kill them all, right? There won't be any innocent people, right?" Mofan asked.
"The Guild of the Wicked always wears accessories. It's their pride and also a symbol to intimidate others. You can execute them without worry. Yes, I don't like fighting and killing. I'll wait for you by the side. "Asha'ria winked at Mofan.
Mofan was very murderous today.
He was not in the mood to flirt with Asha'ria. When Asha'ria saw that Mofan was as unresponsive as a block of ice, she pouted and picked up a pear. She elegantly and slowly cut it with a fruit knife.
Nightfall.
Dark Ocean.
Mofan's dark matter turned into rolling waves and swallowed the entire relay station in an instant.
For a moment, the relay station in the old city seemed to have been dragged into a dark abyss by a desert demon. All the living people were playing a game where they could only live for a few seconds with this demon.
There were no screams. The relay station was shrouded in a thick black gas. From afar, it looked like the relay station was soaked in black liquid. The deathly silence was chilling.
…
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Asha 'ruiya crossed one of her long legs. Her posture was graceful and charming, but there was also a hint of laziness in it.
After peeling the pear, Mofan walked out of the darkness. Asha'ria's beautiful eyes were gentle. She handed the clean pear to Mofan and said, "Try it. I peeled it. It's very sweet."
Mofan took it and took a bite.
It was indeed very sweet.
"Are they all dead?" Asha'ria asked.
"I left one alive for questioning. I'll leave the interrogation to you," Mofan said.
"How can I let a Saintess do such a cruel thing?" Asha'ria said proudly.
"That guy is a tough nut to crack." Mofan ate the pear. It was his turn to sit on the chair.
"I like tough nuts the most!" Asha'ria immediately stood up.
Mofan looked at Asha'ria and shook his head helplessly.
Women.
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