The Top Soldier King in Metropolis - C265

“Ghost Fog!”

The name gave off a ghastly air, causing chills to run down one’s spine.

But in Ye Zheng’s eyes, they were just a bunch of arrogant idiots who put their heads in a tiger’s mouth.

On one hand, Ye Zheng wanted to snatch the antidote to save Xiao Chuhuan’s life, and on the other hand, he treated “Ghost Fog”.

Those who did so naturally hated them. According to Ye Zheng’s understanding, accidentally injuring commoners was a part of the war that was unavoidable, but it was similar to the “ghost fog”.

Killing the innocent in public like this is an unforgivable crime.

“Have your men take me to the Ghastly Fog’s lair.”

Ye Zheng said to Kessler.

“I’ll go with you.”

Kessler smiled, a haughty look on his pale face.

“Can your body withstand it?”

Ye Zheng frowned and asked.

In the battle between Kawahara mountain and Mountain King’s headquarters, Kessler was heavily injured. In order to reach an agreement with the Seven-pointed Star, he had even cut himself in half once. His body was riddled with wounds, and he was afraid that he would not be able to fight.

“Ye Zheng, let me tell you this: I am not a tyrant who hides in a fortress and bribes others to kill.”

“Besides, I have a reason to fight.”

“Xiao Chuhuan?”

Ye Zheng knew how Kessler felt about Xiao Chuhuan.

Kessler didn’t answer. He snorted in tacit agreement.

Ye Zheng wanted to laugh: This crazy woman Xiao Chuhuan doesn’t fit the personality of this depressing Northern European.

However, thinking about Xiao Chuhuan’s condition, the smile on his face immediately disappeared.

“Ye Zheng, sometimes I am really jealous of you. But now is not the time to talk about love. ”

Kessler sighed and stood up from behind his desk.

He knew in his heart that although he knew Xiao Chuhuan early, she liked him.

The relationship between a man and a woman was the most chaotic.

“I don’t need any preparations. I can leave right now.”

Ye Zheng said in a serious tone.

“You need a weapon.”

Kessler left his swivel chair and stood up, bringing Ye Zheng to the former President Beitiao Zhenwu’s weapon warehouse.

Once he opened the door, Ye Zheng saw an ancient styled knife rack. On top of the rack were two long and narrow katana s: “Heavy Tiger” and “Long Blade”.

Knife “Cold Moon”

After the death of the Boss Beitiao, the two legendary knives on the knife rack in her office were placed by Kessler into the weapon warehouse and became a part of history.

“It’s quite a pity to keep such a powerful weapon in the pavilion.”

Ye Zheng shook his head.

“This blade has not been unsheathed for over ten years. It is in the office or in the warehouse. It makes no difference.”

Kessler’s voice seemed to come from a distant place. “The first time it came out of the scabbard, it drank my blood.”

Ye Zheng remained silent. He could imagine the dangers of the battle between Kessler and Beitiao Zhenwu.

Kessler Grab the Heavy Tiger

He picked it up and looked at it with narrowed eyes, as if it were ready to kill.

“Only one?”

Ye Zheng asked.

“This trip will definitely succeed. I don’t need a short blade to commit suicide.”

Kessler replied.

Ye Zheng muttered to himself for a moment, then took out a “dog-leg” from the wall.

The scimitar.

This weapon was worn by the Gurkha mercenaries on their bodies. Although it was too short and could not be used against bayonets in a frontal confrontation, it was very suitable for ambushes and assassinations.

Five minutes later, Ye Zheng and Kessler were dressed in black and arrived at the hall of the first floor of the castle.

At this moment, there were already forty mercenaries standing there. They all wore the same black battle uniform, Kevlar body armor, and a helmet with night vision goggles. They held automatic weapons equipped with many accessories.

“Team B is complete.”

An Asian man who was dressed the same reported to Kessler. He was the captain of Team B, Primack. He was from Siamese and had participated in the actions of chasing and killing Ye Zheng at the Hot Springs Inn.

“Team C is complete.”

The captain of Team C, Munch, a tall Central Asian man with a thunderous voice, reported loudly to Kessler.

Kessler knife “Heavy tiger”

With his back to Monk, he took an M-4 equipped with quadruple mirrors and tactical lights.

By the side of the mercenaries stood more than twenty Ninjas wearing black tights and masks.

The leader of the ninja team was a woman with a long and narrow straight blade at her back and a ponytail at the back of her head. She was dressed in black and had her slim and sturdy figure outlined completely.

“We have already studied the details of the tactics.”

Kessler’s voice was not loud, but it carried with it an irrefutable authority: “Primaq and Monk, bring your night vision goggles, close in secret, and use long-range sniping and automatic weapons to clear the target’s periphery of force. Ye Zheng, Rennai, and I will rush into the inner circle and execute the plan to behead the target. ”

Ye Zheng coldly snorted. He had an idea in his mind: “Ghost Fog.”

There had to be some sort of relationship or competition with the Shan Wang Group. It was already determined that the Shan Wang Group would clear out this organization.

Kessler had assembled his assault force and drawn up a plan of action before inviting him. It would not have been so efficient if he had decided to do it on the spur of the moment.

However, the current Ye Zheng faced “Ghost Fog”.

His origins were of no interest.

He only desired blood and battle.

Ye Zheng and Kessler sat opposite to each other in the second helicopter.

Ye Zheng’s position was extremely relaxed, while Kessler’s expression was gloomy, his dark blue eyes seemed to be unmoving, like he was in meditation.

“Don’t worry about Xiao Chuhuan.”

Ye Zheng comforted Kessler, “We will find the antidote.”

“Thank you.”

Kessler expressed his gratitude to Ye Zheng, but his eyes were still unfocused.

“Tell me about the ghost fog.”

Ye Zheng requested.

“The leader of this Ninja organization, Gui Wu, is named Beitiao Deyu.”

Kessler said slowly.

“If my guess is correct, the previous guild leader has a good relationship with me.”

Ye Zheng’s voice was somewhat low.

“The younger brother of the former president, Beitiao Zhenwu.”

Kessler nodded his head, “Thirteen years ago, that was before I joined the Mountain King. Beitiao Deyu controls the Ninja Armaments in the Shan Wang Group. This person’s way of thinking was more radical and cruel, and had a serious conflict with Beitiao Zhenwu. As a result, she led a group of traitors, left the mountain king, created a new sect, and established the ninja organization, Gui Wu. They have a presence all over the world, mainly in intelligence and murder jobs. ”

“I’m guessing that Beitiao Zhenwu and Beitiao Deyu are not competing in ideals, but in power.”

Ye Zheng sneered and came to a conclusion.

“Perhaps you have a point.”

Kessler frowned, a slight smile finally appearing in the corner of his eyes.

“This way, I’ll understand why the ghost fog ambushed Xiao Chuhuan.”

Ye Zheng continued to speak, “Beitiao Deyu’s intelligence network is quite developed. They know how you feel about his and want to kidnap and control her so that they can control you and share the biggest piece of the cake that is the Shan Wang Group. Or perhaps they might even replace you as the chairman. ”

“Beitiao Deyu never thought that for the past few years, my blade had been hanging on his head.”

Kessler’s eyes were wild with cruelty. “Now it’s time to cut.”