Meanwhile, in the Deadly Zone, a group of assassins, diligently training, remained oblivious to the impending danger and continued their intensive training.

For these assassins, only strength can save their lives.

No one is sure if they will lose their life on the next mission because they are just a little short of the required skill.

Suddenly, a girl frowned and looked up at the sky. The next second, her pupils contracted, and she shouted, "Run! Someone is attacking!"

After saying that, she quickly ran towards the sea.

She has the best hearing and eyesight of all the assassins on Cloud Island.

Just now, during her training, she suddenly heard a slight buzzing sound coming from above. When she looked up, she saw a dense array of drones.

Her intuition told her that something was very wrong.

The organization used to carry out these kinds of sneak attacks often. If you were lucky, you would survive; if you were unlucky, you would meet your maker.

Anyone who has survived to this day in the Dead Zone must be incredibly skilled.

Therefore, upon hearing the warning, everyone chose to enter the sea without hesitation.

It's not that they don't want to go into their safe houses, but experience tells them that safe houses are the most unsafe places when there's a raid.

All the assassins present believed that the attack was a training exercise organized by the organization.

However, when they discovered that the drones in the sky were following them, all the assassins lost their composure.

Just as they were about to enter the sea, a bomb suddenly fell from the sky, blocking their way.

This is even more ruthless than before.

One of them couldn't help but blurt out, "They're so ruthless. Is the organization trying to silence us?"

All the assassins felt a chill in their hearts; if the organization wanted them dead, they had no chance of escape.

Just then, a scream rang out: "Run!"

Everyone immediately took off running.

However, it was all in vain. The sky was filled with drones, which frantically dropped bombs. No matter where they went, bombs would fall.

Soon, the surrounding seawater slowly turned red, and limbs were scattered everywhere.

Outside the deadly zone, on a wrecked fishing boat, Liu Tianqing stared blankly at the live footage transmitted by a drone, pointing to a building: "This should be their safe house. Blow it up."

Yan Qingfeng's hand trembled slightly. He had killed people before when carrying out missions, but never in such a violent and bloody manner.

Looking at the live feed from the drone, he felt a pang of reluctance: "Do we really have to handle it this way?"

Liu Tianqing glanced at him and asked, "Do you have a better idea?"

Looking at the gruesome scene of the assassins, Yun Chu pursed her lips, a strange feeling welling up inside her: "They are human too. Aren't we being too cruel? The youngest child looks to be only about ten years old..."

It's just taking down an assassin organization, but treating it like a military campaign is a bit of an exaggeration.

Yan Qingfeng looked at the ten-year-old child, a hint of pity flashing in his eyes.

What can a child possibly understand?

Liu Tianqing suddenly burst out laughing: "Hilarious! You actually sympathize with them."

She laughed even harder as she spoke: "Don't forget, you all have one identity now, and that is police consultants."

As she spoke, she pointed to the youngest child Yun Chu had mentioned and said, "You're wrong. He's actually eleven years old. He's malnourished, which is why he's small."

"None of that matters. What matters is that the mayor, the director of the finance bureau, the director of the agriculture bureau, the director of the planning bureau, the director of the transportation bureau, and so on in Qingyun City were all murdered by him. Now, it can be said that Qingyun City is almost completely under the control of the organization."

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