Chapter 642: 546 In a concrete room on the north side of the training camp. Assassins from various organizations are seated in a circle, here for training. ’Judgment’ takes in a batch of twelve students every two months, with each assassin organization having one slot in each session. The fee is a whopping half a million US dollars. Judgment was established twenty-three years ago, its base stationed in the jungle of Madagascar. It was founded by a group of injured or retired older assassins who were rather restless. They take up training contracts from various assassin organizations. After years of cooperation, Judgment has a friendly relationship with various assassin organizations. But they are not allies; they are clients. Simply put, it’s all business. Sometimes these ’Judgment’ instructors also take on assignments during their breaks to keep their ’skills’ from getting rusty. Strictly speaking. There’s not a single good person here. Of course, Judgment is not the only assassin training camp in the world, but it just has a pretty good cost-effective ratio. The reason these assassin organizations don’t use their own to train is simple, it’s all about interests. The notion that a disciple will starve the master is common, so this third-party neutral training camp can guarantee quality. In the room are three instructors from the ’Judgment’ training camp. They’re fully armed and will only take action if they receive a warning from the aerial surveillance helicopter or the underground surveillance room that someone is approaching the training camp. Otherwise, they wouldn’t be sitting here so casually. The other assassins have been casting glances at a rather thin white man. They know that this white man could be one of the likely targets. Speaking of him, they dislike him because he’s a freak. Although they are assassins, they have no interest in torturing their opponents. Just kill them and not implicate others, but this guy has interest, a big one. He often involves the innocent, plays all sorts of tricks, and is notorious in the industry. He has a bad reputation. So being in the same session with this guy and thinking of his various rumors makes them shudder. The room is very quiet. There’s no one talking. Because the message they just received was too explosive, an organization actually took the risk of offending all the world’s assassin organizations and attacked those three assassin organizations without warning, almost to the point of genocide. Although the dead are their opponents, they are all peers. They are also filled with dissatisfaction when someone targets them. The person in charge of the Judgment training camp, codenamed ’Tyrant’, has confirmed that it is not done by any assassin organization. Even the ranked number one assassin organization just doesn’t have the guts and capability. "1725, relax, it won’t necessarily be that bad," an instructor said to the white man, whose codename is ’Doctor.’ 1725 is his student number, and other people shouldn’t know about his performance outside, but this guy went crazy and exposed himself. ’Doctor’ showed a cold, cruel smile on his pale face, and said softly: "I’m not scared, but excited. It has been a long time since I met such an interesting opponent, I wanted to ..." "Crack..." The window on their left suddenly shattered. The assassins hurriedly looked over. ’Doctor’s’ expression was still frozen on his face. Before he finished speaking, a red dot appeared on his forehead. "Bang..." ’Doctor’ fell to the ground. Silence. So silent that you could hear a pin drop. They all had the same idea: Is this a typical example of a show-off being shot instead? The next moment, all the instructors got furious. This was too audacious, to kill someone right in front of them. And oh my goodness, it was bulletproof glass! How could this happen? But the situation before them told them that such bulletproof glass was merely theoretical. "Take cover," an instructor who returned to his senses shouted, and immediately found a hiding spot. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮 Without him saying, other assassins hurriedly found places to hide. Shit. This is so outrageous. Had the guards outside gone to eat shit? They failed to spot the enemy’s intrusion. "Hurry, the enemy has come in. The bullet was shot from the southwest direction of the training camp. You need to find him," the instructor urgently instructed through his walkie-talkie. "Received, understood?" The helicopter side responded. ... Half an hour later. Outside the training camp. ’Tyrant’ also came out with his underlings. After that single shot was fired, the person didn’t fire again. The helicopter also didn’t spot him, perhaps he couldn’t have gone far, still, he couldn’t be found. "Tyrant, still no discovery," the scout outside informed him via walkie-talkie. ’Tyrant’ was furious. If you wanted to kill, you could have waited for a week until this batch of assassins left. He couldn’t control that, but coming to his turf and acting so recklessly was simply outrageous - this was a slap in the face, a loud one. "Judgment, it seems that it has to be disbanded, it can’t even protect its own students. I want to see, no matter who it is, I will not let you go..." The moment ’Tyrant’ said ’you’, he followed the path of that assassin. This time the target was his heart. He was just putting on a tough front in front of the students to save some face. The future would be dealt with later. Unfortunately, he spoke out of turn. He thought his tough words weren’t taken seriously, but someone seemed to be taking them to heart. Ten minutes later. The training camp returned to peace. All the instructors. Dead. In the distance were two helicopter wrecks. Tang Qing had known long ago that he would offend this training camp. If the opponent once showed any ideas or actions of revenge, it would be better to send them all to meet God at once. Inside the field. Only eleven students left lying on the ground. They were about to go crazy. What the hell was going on? This person dared to attack ’Judgment.’ Didn’t he know how many assassins Judgment had trained? Is he not afraid of... But in an instant, they regained their senses. Fear. If they feared, they wouldn’t have done this. "Remember, never be our enemy in the future, or else, you will die." An English voice came from the forest. Then, the training camp returned to calm again. More than ten minutes later. "Wha... what should we do?" a trembling assassin asked. "They won’t... kill us, right?" another assassin next to him said. "They probably won’t. Otherwise, with our location, we would have already been dead. That shooting speed and accuracy, unheard of, too strong." "Why did he destroy ’Judgment’?" "I also don’t... Wait, I think I understand. Did you guys notice the last words ’Tyrant’ said?" "Could it be..." The others widened their eyes in unison. Because of this sentence. The other side exterminated ’Judgment’, this... impossible. ... Soon, the entire assassin realm received what could be called absurd news—Judgment was eradicated due to a remark by the ’Tyrant’. It almost scared them senseless. They thought, isn’t this group of people too ruthless? They resort to killing at the slightest disagreement. At this moment, they felt that the other side were the true cold-blooded assassins. They had to consider the cost before taking actions, yet the other party just made a judgment on the camp, targeting the enemy, and absolutely not leaving a path of survival. Facing this force still hidden in the dark, they were genuinely scared. Immediately. Qi Qi issued an order, which was that, within a short period, any assassin under his command was not allowed to provoke this force or accept any commission related to Zero. They would first figure out the situation. It’s better to let other people die before they do. With Judgment gone, there were other training camps. In the past, they wouldn’t take action because there were no benefits. Now, even if someone offered them several hundred million dollars, they wouldn’t dare to move. At least, without absolute confidence, they wouldn’t dare. This kind of ruthless and fearless force, especially with strength, had genuinely terrified them. Five thirty in Chinese time. The entire eradication operation ended smoothly. Although ’Judgment’ was accidentally included, it was inevitable. Who made them want to stir up trouble? After an investigation, it was found that none of them were good people, their hands were full of fresh blood. They themselves were training assassins-- if they weren’t bad guys, what were they? Just kill them all. At the same time, Zero also gave many ’intentional people’ a response. With his efforts, he finally persuaded them to pause the operation. Upon hearing this news. The assassin organisations and interested parties were left speechless. This was not a pause; all of them had been killed. But no one said more, it was good for this matter to end here. If they continued, it wouldn’t be good for anyone. What followed was various inquiries about who did it. Unfortunately, Zero was tight-lipped and didn’t reveal anything. He only mentioned that someone had approached him a few days ago, offering money to solve the problem, asking for a price of 200 million US dollars. Then. Zero gritted his teeth. And scraped together 200 million US dollars. And that’s how everything ended up. This was also ordered by Tang Qing. If ’Tongtian’ jumped out all of a sudden, it would be too hasty. The ’Tongtian’ card was better to be slowly uncovered by them, otherwise, there wouldn’t be any mystery. As for Zero’s response. No one believed it. 200 million dollars was not 2 dollars. You wouldn’t give money without knowing the other party’s details—did you think we’re fools? Unfortunately, Zero insisted. They couldn’t do anything about it. Forget it. They had better investigate it thoroughly themselves. A dedicated intelligence organisation even approached Zero, offering a high price of 2 million US dollars to buy information about this operation. Unfortunately, they were rebuffed by Zero’s words, "Do I lack this money?" In the end, they increased the price to 5 million US dollars, only to receive the same answer of ’I don’t know.’ They had no choice but to give up. It seemed like they couldn’t make money from this. As for threatening Zero? What a joke, they still want to live; they are merely dealing with intelligence. That night. Was destined to be a sleepless night. It was also this battle that made many people take a serious look at Zero, this Burmese potentate, and acknowledge the power of his task force. Not only in the underworld, but it also included various countries’ intelligence departments. This efficiency, silent action, safe retreat, and wide coverage across all continents.. Speaking honestly, various countries’ intelligence agencies wondered if they could do it themselves, but the answer they received was: They could at most break even, but it was impossible to do better. So. They issued the same command, Investigate this force thoroughly. Such a deep-rooted force lurking under the water made them uneasy.