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Chapter 71 Spear of God
North America, Los Angeles, Beverly Hills.

Located on the Pacific coast and at the foot of Beverly Hills, it is a famous city within Los Angeles and is known as the most prestigious residential area in the world.

The reason why it has this title is not only because of the expensive housing prices, but also because of many privileges that sound outrageous, such as the elected mayor, police department, fire department and other functional departments that belong to Beverly Hills...

Wilshire Boulevard, Santa Monica Boulevard and Sunset Boulevard constitute the main arteries of Beverly Hills.

Sunset Boulevard is the dividing line that divides Beverly Hills into two parts, north and south.

The flat areas in the south are mostly shopping centers and commercial streets, while the mountainous areas in the north are where luxury homes, known for their high prices, gather.

Those who live here are either world-famous superstars, such as Hollywood stars, music celebrities, NBA stars, etc., or real wealthy people and tycoons, such as the owner of this luxurious manor halfway up the mountain.

On the surface, this person is a tycoon in the North American agricultural and machinery fields, with a net worth of tens of billions and countless industries.

But in the underground world, he has another extremely mysterious identity, that is, the number three of the killer organization Spear of God!

Looking from above, the manor covers an area of ​​at least 5,000 square meters. The courtyard is filled with various exquisite green plants and rockery, and the wide road is wide enough to accommodate two large-displacement off-road vehicles running side by side.

What's even more outrageous is that from the hollow iron gate of the manor to the castle-like villa in the center of the manor, there are bodyguards and personnel everywhere, both visible and hidden. It is no exaggeration to say that there is a person every five steps and a sentry every ten steps.

Beside the azure swimming pool, seven white maids of varying sizes and beautiful looks stood in a row, holding various items such as bath towels, red wine, and wine glasses in their hands, just like in the movies, quietly waiting for their master's call.

A little further away, two teams of fully armed bodyguards were patrolling the manor.

There were also many drones rising overhead, patrolling back and forth at low altitude above the entire manor.

And in the center of it all, there was a casually dressed, middle-aged white man.

At this time, he was sitting on a recliner with sunglasses and wet hair, standing beside him was a butler in a suit and tie, and two men in loose casual clothes.

The temperaments of these two men are different from those of other bodyguards. Although they are equally strong, they give people a harmless feeling, as if they can be easily overlooked.

There is no doubt that they are the aliens responsible for closely protecting No. 3!
At this moment, the cell phone next to him rang. The housekeeper went forward to check it, then answered the call and respectfully handed it to the man's ear.

"Evans, it's me, Ron Keller."

"It turned out to be you!"

Evans frowned and whispered, "Didn't I tell you that I have no interest in your experiments, you—"

The voice on the other end chuckled and said, "Don't get excited. I didn't come to you this time to solicit sponsorship. No, to be precise, I'm not looking for you, Raul Evans, but... the Spear of God!"

"..."

Evans' pupils shrank, and he said expressionlessly, "The Spear of God is a killer organization, right? If you want to find them, why don't you go to the Deep Web to place an order? What's the point of calling me?"

Ron Keller chuckled and said, "Evans, you don't have to pretend like this in front of me!"

"Since I was able to make this call, I must have received reliable information and intelligence..."

Evans' face darkened, and then he raised his head expressionlessly and made a throat-slitting gesture towards the butler.

The butler nodded slightly, handed the phone to Evans, and turned to leave.

Evans took the phone and continued to listen in silence.

Keller, standing opposite, smiled and said, "Although I'm still unclear about your position within the Spear of God, your presence is evident throughout the North American operations. Of course, I'm not saying this to show off my intelligence channels, nor am I trying to threaten you. On the contrary, I have a commission for the Spear of God."

"This is a secret commission. You can't place an order on the Deep Web. You must contact the top management of the Spear of God directly."

"Evans, considering our long-standing friendship, you should be able to help me with this little thing, right?"

Evans was silent for a long time, then slowly said, "Speak."

Ron Keller on the other side shook his head and said, "It's not that I don't trust you, but this matter is extremely important. It concerns the future of Behemoth and even the entire Inhuman world, so..."

Keller didn't finish, but Evans got the point.

Evans said in a deep voice, "So, I just need to convey your words to the top management of the Spear of God. The rest is between you and the Spear of God, right?"

"Yes."

"Okay, someone will contact you within forty-eight hours."

"Thank you very much!"

After hanging up the phone, Evans threw the phone aside with an expressionless face, his fingers hanging on his knees, seeming to be trembling slightly.

"It's just a phone call, is there any need to be so scared?"

A slightly amused voice suddenly came from the side.

Evans was slightly startled and turned his head suddenly. He saw a handsome Chinese young man sitting on another lounge chair, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, looking at him with interest.

...When?! Evans was stunned, then he stood up suddenly and shouted at the two alien bodyguards.

But unfortunately, the two of them had already fallen to the ground.

The person who made the move was a young Chinese man with air currents wrapped around his body.

He easily killed the two of them, and then walked towards the handsome young man, muttering softly: "Is this the Inhuman? He doesn't seem as strong as in the comics..."

The young man, or Lin Yu, glanced at him and chuckled, "Of course. The bodies of aliens are made of flesh and blood after all. Except for a very few top-tier experts, most of them have high offense and low defense."

"These two are of average skill. They can't even block a few large-caliber bullets, let alone your magic!"

Looking at the two uninvited guests talking in front of him, Evans' expression gradually became frightened and his whole body seemed to tremble.

Su Haoming walked over to Lin Yu, looked at the trembling white man, frowned and said: "Is this kind of mentality really that of a high-level official of the Spear of God? We haven't done anything yet, and he's already afraid of this..."

"Of course he's afraid!"

A calm voice came from behind Evans.

Evans trembled, turned his head stiffly, and then his face showed despair.

Following his gaze, I saw three young Chinese men walking from behind, with bodyguards lying on the ground in all directions behind them, and the butler in a suit who had just left next to them.

There is no doubt that these three people are Fan Xian, Yun Ye and He Jingfeng.

When they arrived at the swimming pool, He Jingfeng glanced at the desperate Evans and said lightly: "As the substitute of No. 3, from the moment his identity was discovered by outsiders, he was already a dead man!"

Su Haoming's eyes widened in surprise, "Is this a stand-in?"

Fan Xian asked in surprise, "Didn't you say that the owner of the manor is Number Three?"

He Jingfeng said softly: "Yes, the owner of the manor is indeed number three, but when did I say that he is the owner of the manor?"

As he spoke, He Jingfeng turned his head and looked at the silent housekeeper beside him and said, "You said so, number three!"

"what?!"

Su Haoming and the other two were a little surprised.

Even Evans, who looked desperate, couldn't help but turn his head and look at the butler in disbelief.

"You...you...you are..."

"Oh!"

The butler shot Evans dead, then turned around and said coldly to He Jingfeng, "Shengfeng, you dare to betray the organization?!"

Lin Yu looked at the two of them with great interest and did not care about Evans who was killed. Although this guy was just a stand-in, he also enjoyed himself and did evil under the vest of No. 3. It can be said that he deserved to die.

"Betrayal?" He Jingfeng sneered, "Who is betraying whom?"

"Think carefully, how much have I contributed to the organization over the years, and how many hidden dangers have I solved for you?"

"And you, on the surface, opened a channel and accepted me into the upper echelons, but secretly, you still treat me as consumable. Even in this face-to-face situation, you still call me Shengfeng, not Number Seven!"

Number Three said expressionlessly, "No matter how we treated you, that was an internal matter of the organization. But not only did you reveal the organization's secrets to these outsiders, you also brought them to me. Do you know what this means?"

"This means that after today, the Spear of God will no longer exist..."

Su Haoming next to him spoke lazily, attracting everyone's attention.

Number Three turned around and sneered, "You think you can destroy the Spear of God with just a few of you?"

"I really can't stand it!" Su Haoming sighed, then pointed at number three and said to Lin Yu, "This guy's mental quality is indeed better than the dead one, but his attitude is too arrogant...Brother, can I beat him?"

Lin Yu laughed dumbly, turned to look at He Jingfeng and said, "Have you finished reminiscing about the past?"

He Jingfeng said calmly: "You worry too much, I have nothing to say to him."

"That's good."

Lin Yu raised his hand and grabbed No. 3's body, which instantly flew up and fell into his palm.

The next second, terrifying mental power surged into No. 3's mind.

For the first time, a look of fear appeared on Number Three's face, but then this look of fear gradually disappeared, and finally turned into a completely calm expression.

Lin Yu let go of his hand, and Number Three consciously stood aside, bowing respectfully to everyone and saying:
"The Seven Shadows of the Netherworld Pavilion greet all the True Lords!"

(End of this chapter)