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Chapter 471

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Several heavy laws were listed for the security of information on the Internet and were included in international law. Even if Ikuxiube could stir up trouble on the Internet, as a professional hacker hunter, he was not qualified to do whatever he wanted.

In history, there were more than 30 people who tried to break the law. The result was, without exception, all of them were arrested in the name of attempted murder. There was no chance of probation and they generally stayed in prison, never to be free. But there was also a chance that they were specially recruited by the country.

Ikuxiube did not ask Law about the motive of investigating the high official's information. He only explained to him the difficulty and consequences of this, dispelling Law's idea of using him to find the information.

"I can only summarize the information for you. It will be faster in the screening process and can ensure the authenticity of the information," Ikuxiube replied in the dialog box.

The conversation between the two directly touched on some sensitive terms. Even the two keywords "cabinet" and "Maureen" were linked together. It was all because of Ikuxiube's presence that there was no need to worry about security.

"Then help me simplify it, the faster the better. I need it urgently," Luo Hui said.

"Play games with me," Ikuxiube made a condition.

"No problem," Law agreed decisively.

The word "transaction" seemed to be rooted in the hunter's code of conduct. They basically did not do anything for free. When it came to personal interests, the choices made were different.

After the meeting with Ikuxiube, Law closed the page of the Luo Ling Museum and logged into the dedicated page of the black market.

Unlike the regular tablet page, the page of the black market had a strong RPG perspective. The main structure was a western-style street full of yellow sand and a row of buildings on the left and right sides.

There were many wanted posters on the walls outside the houses. In the row of buildings, there were several taverns that could be entered directly by pushing the door open.

Law controlled the view and clicked on one of the taverns. The door slowly opened and the perspective changed. It was as if he was walking slowly into the tavern.

The tavern's decoration was very simple. There were only a few guests and a bartender stood at the bar wiping glasses.

Looking around, there were several wanted posters with high bounties pasted on them in conspicuous places.

Law saw the wanted posters of the members of the Phantom Squadron at a glance. Every member had a high bounty because Cloba had invested 10 billion in the bounty and the guests who participated in the appreciation convention had also invested 10 billion.

The investment of 20 billion directly made the bounty of each member of the Phantom Squadron break through 2 billion. The recent popularity continued to rise and many bounty hunters were quite envious.

Those who were confident had already accepted the commission and rushed to the Phantom Squadron.

Those who were not confident could only find a less difficult bounty. There were also bounty hunters who formed a team.......................

Roland clicked on a customer in the tavern, and every time a dialog box popped up, the content was different. Most of them were recent news, such as what difficulty the bounty hunter had completed, which wanted criminal had committed a serious crime, and how much the bounty had increased, and so on.

Every three or four times, the NPC guest would say a piece of information about the Phantom Squadron, listing the major crimes they had committed and the recently updated bounty amount.

"If money is tight in the future, I can consider tearing up a few bounty posters. The Phantom Squadron's head is worth 2 billion. The highest bounty is the Kurd Bandit Group's head. A member's head is worth 5 billion."

The Kurd Bandit Group was said to be a group. In fact, there were only five members, but each member's bounty was the highest in the black market. It could be seen that they were quite tricky and not a target that any bounty hunter could handle.

In fact, as long as people were not blindly confident in their own strength, they would not take the risk to find trouble with the Kurd Bandit Group, because that behavior could basically be defined as courting death.

Therefore, even if the bounty was high, the Kurd Bandit Group still stood out. The bounty hunters active in the black market had recently focused their attention on the Phantom Squadron. They felt that the Phantom Squadron might become the second Kurd Bandit Group.

After strolling around the bounty black market, Law exited.

The reason why he went to the website was not to act as a bounty hunter, but to pay attention to the Phantom Squadron's bounty situation.

He was a little worried about the situation of Machi and the others, but when he thought about how the original team had committed so many crimes and was still alive in the end, he thought that his worries were unnecessary.

In the following week, Luo Du stayed in Berg City. While he sorted out the information gathered by Ikuxiubei on the internet, he lurked in the dark and observed the level of Maureen's bodyguards and their daily activities.

After all, she was a senior cabinet official. Although Law's individual strength was very strong, he would not rashly make a move on Maureen. He had to ensure that he did not leave any traces.

In other words, in this operation, he could not expose anything that could be associated with Law, including his strength, voice, and even a small habit must be suppressed.

After a week of lurking, Law sighed at the solid level of the guards around Maureen. He also had some ideas about the plan, but there were fewer opportunities to make a move.

At the same time, in Vita City, adjacent to Youkexin City, the people of the Phantom Squadron gathered here.

They still chose a temporary base in a group of unfinished buildings on the outskirts of the city. Judging from the surrounding weeds that were more than one meter high, this unfinished building had been abandoned for a long time.

In one of the six-story houses, candles were placed in every corner of the hall on the first floor. Looking in from the outside, one could see the flickering flames.

The night was as dark as ink, the sky was full of dark clouds, and the moonlight was looming.

In this summer night, the evening wind had a hint of coldness, blowing from a distance, pressing down on the weeds and making a rustling sound.

A group of about fifty people, in a long snake formation, shuttled through the weeds and headed towards the house that emitted a faint light.

Soon, the team came to the periphery of the house and took position at each entrance.

With a hand gesture, everyone suddenly rushed into the house, but they did not find the target. They only saw garbage on the ground, beer cans and snack bags everywhere.

"Where is he?"

The leader of the group suddenly looked around.

At this moment, the candles suddenly went out, plunging the house into darkness.

When everyone reacted, there seemed to be a shadow flashing in the darkness. Then, a shrill scream cut through the darkness, and then it became more and more intense.

After a while, the candles were lit, and the soft light once again filled the hall on the first floor of the house. In addition to the garbage on the ground, there were fifty more corpses.

The members of the Phantom Squadron were either standing or sitting, scattered around.

"I propose to change to the house next door." The Swordsmen looked at the corpses on the ground and raised their hands.

For this proposal, of course, no one would refuse.

"Is it the bounty hunters again? It's really endless recently. "Finks kicked the corpse.

"Because our bounty has increased." Machi explained.

"Yes, now each of our heads is worth two billion, so if someone unfortunately dies, remember to put away his head." The Swordsmen laughed.

This was the temporary base of the Phantom Squadron. With more corpses, they naturally wanted to change the place.

Just as they were about to change the place, several people in the group suddenly looked at the balcony on the second floor.

"Who?"

As soon as the questioning voice was heard, a soft applause was heard.

"Amazing."

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