The fifth king of the elves

Chapter 278. The Crowd Must Die

In Sirona's villa, Sirona, who was stunned, finally knew what had happened.

A'Du and Karunai in the chat room were listening in the whole process, and the only one absent was Oleander.

Wan Nianqing's stimulation of Oleander is too great, her calmness will collapse the moment she hears this name, so she has no choice but to leave her alone.

"However, although the alliance and the Interpol are investigating suspicious persons as soon as possible, if they find the core personnel who are suspected to be mobs, they will notify me."

Sirona held her chin, a little confused.

"Carona, do you think it's true or not?"

Carunai hesitated for a while, then sighed: "I don't understand, I can't guess."

"He contacted Luther and pulled Sirona away. This seems to be an inevitable attitude, but I always think it's a bit strange that he contacted Luther on purpose."

A'Du also agreed with Carunai's statement, but he raised an important point.

"The core question now is what will happen on Sunday, and whether we can catch those two people, or even the person sent by Wannianqing."

"I object!"

Luther's voice shocked everyone.

"You may not agree with some of what I say next, but this is something I have thought about for a long time, and I must say it."

Hearing what Luther said, Sirona got up, closed the door that was concealed, and signaled to Luther that he could start.

"The rabble is not an organization with a loose structure. According to the current information, they have a clear program, a sound organizational structure, sufficient sources of funds, and the power to infiltrate the alliance."

"They have been lurking for more than 20 years, and they have been silently arranging for 20 years. If they were just burying their heads in research in the early days, then suddenly becoming active now proves that they have achieved certain results and are beginning to try to expand their influence."

"It may be easy for such an organization to find a stronghold to destroy, but the thoughts and concepts they have perfected in the past 20 years are the most terrifying. Destroying one or two strongholds and catching one or two small shrimps will not solve the problem at all."

"I have read many books before, and he told me that such a huge organization cannot cut off what will happen to those leaders who fully understand the concept. They will just change their names and reappear on this land."

Luther took a deep breath, his mind had never been so clear, so clear about what he wanted.

"Wan Nianqing told me that Carunai and A'Du let me into your circle because they apologized for involving me in the incident."

"But I don't believe it. The A'Du who talked to me about my training experience is clearly looking forward to a newcomer who can stand up and compete with him. Karunai also hopes that I can get out of Qilan's shadow as soon as possible."

"I believe in you, just like you believed in me that night."

There was silence in the hall, and Sirona froze for a moment, then smiled gratifiedly.

The silence was broken, A'Du's laughter was unrestrained, it could be seen that he was really happy.

"Because you have become arrogant before stepping on the league stage, you are definitely the first one I have ever seen. I already guessed what you were talking about."

"Don't worry, I'm far from being so rigid. As a search officer, I can see as much as Interpol. I understand the truth of what to do."

Carunai sighed faintly: "I feel like I've been dragged into the water."

"But I told Sirona before that you are one of my friends. There is no way, as a friend, I can only go crazy with you."

Sirona raised her hand: "You seem to have forgotten me."

Luther had never felt so excited. He had already received three votes of approval before he could say what he was going to do.

Only complete trust can be exchanged for the sincerity of others, and Wan Nianqing may never understand this truth.

He turns everything into data, conspiracies, sophistication, and thinks on paper, which is why he persistently believes that a champion must have a reasonable reason to become friends with people who are not at the same level.

Wan Nianqing really understands people's hearts. His words are frightening, and people can't help but think deeply. He conspires everything, and is full of suspicion in everything he sees.

But Wan Nianqing never understood Luther, and Luther was a grateful person.

Because Wan Nianqing has never had friends, and he never understands that sometimes friendship is not a simple exchange of interests, but a pile of bits and pieces.

The truth that the grace of dripping water is reciprocated by the spring is engraved in his bones. Luther will always remember everyone who helped him on his growth path.

Conspiracy to turn Carunai and A'Du, eager to cut Luther out of the championship group completely, and become a tool man at his beck and call, but let Luther understand Wannianqing's weakness.

Although the booster device is strong, it definitely cannot reach the combat power of a champion-level elf.

In terms of peak combat power, the mob can only win by quantity, but quality is an eternal pain.

He needed Luther so much to hold back the champion, and was so eager to see through Luther's falsehood that he still chose to test, using both soft and hard tactics, trying to win Luther to his side.

This is the real reason why regional alliances cannot win in this world.

There will always be people with bright hearts and love for elves who will be absorbed by the alliance, and after gaining experience, they will become part of the alliance's high-end combat power.

And the mob can only secretly select the leftovers left by the alliance, trying to revive a dead game.

"The leader of the mob must die."

Sen Leng's killing intent was spreading, and A'Du and Carunai on the other end of the phone could feel Luther's determination.

"It's a danger for them to live. Thoughts are the scariest thing. Their ability to persist in building a mob organization for 20 years is enough to prove that they will never be persuaded."

"The world doesn't need them, nor their theories."

After a brief silence, a voice that had never appeared in the discussion sounded.

"I agree. If you think your hands are dirty, I will do it myself. Anyway, I am not clean."

Just as Luther wanted to drink some water, the hand that picked up the cup almost let go in fright.

Sirona was also stupid.

"Sirona, didn't you set a password for the chat room? How did oleander get in?" Karuna asked.

"I thought you were secretly printing materials without me, so I used Sirona's birthday number combination to try to crack it, but I didn't expect to find that you were secretly having a meeting."

This kind of password is really easy for a well-trained Interpol to guess...

Embarrassing...really embarrassing.

Sirona covered her face, and Luther covered her face too.

"I can't control myself when I hear Wannianqing, but you can't rule me out because of this, can you?"

It was A'Du who quickly smoothed things over: "If you're here, then you're one of them."

"Is that right? What does the Alliance talk about all day without the death penalty? The rabble, the vicious, and the most criminal leaders are also worthy of talking about this?"

"Wicked people have their own grind, this is the correct answer."

Luther pressed his temples: "I'm sorry, we didn't recognize ourselves as villains, oleander, take a seat yourself and be fine."

A'Du played the warm-up function again: "I agree with Luther, Carunai, it's your turn."

Carunai clapped her hands: "The type of role I have never played before is a novel experience, and I agree."

"The mob..." Luther confirmed softly.

"Must die!" Everyone in the chat room replied in unison.

(End of this chapter)