Chapter 257 World of Warcraft

"Brother Dors is right. Boss Ling Lan, the more she is, the more vicious she is. You must follow her. We don't want to see you again." Hal also persuaded him.

Ling Lan knew that they were kind and quickly thanked them, "In the future, we will meet as little as possible and don't let others see it. That will make us live a safer life."

"Big brother Ling Lan is right. Each of us has a sacred weapon, which makes them curious. Don't let them see us hold us together again. Let's break up."

For the first time, everyone gathered together to meet, and soon dispersed. Ling Lan found his room with her new sign and lived in it. Anyone who joins this organization has a fixed monthly salary of ten black gold every month. The greater the contribution to the organization, the more rewards you will receive. Of course, Ling Lan and others can also take a break to perform tasks sent elsewhere, so all the rewards they get will be their own.

In the heavily guarded shadow branch, on the high black iron magic tower, there are all the high-rise buildings in the branch, of which the top floor naturally lives in the boss of the organization, Tom.

On the lower floor, a man in black sat on a comfortable leather chair with a gloomy face. His eyes were cold and resentful in the light of the evil red moon.

"Torek, why are you staying at home these days? Didn't you like to run outside in the past?" A woman in red came out of the darkness, holding a glass of the same bright red wine in her hand, shining more evilly in the red moonlight.

The man was silent and ignored the existence of the other party. He closed his eyes, clenched his two parts of the chair into a fist, and trembled gently. His heart was full of strong hatred, a hatred that he wanted to vent but could not let others know.

"I heard that the people you took out are dead. What's going on? You didn't meet someone from the Etus family, did you?" The woman in red did not feel lost because of the man's disregard. Instead, she stood in front of him and put a soft and white jade arm on his shoulder with a charming smile.

Hearing what she said, the man was shocked and couldn't help roaring out all the anger that had been suppressed for several days, "Get out! I don't want to see you!"

The woman closed her eyes and became equally resentful. She turned her head and didn't want the other party to see her expression, and then left a sentence echoing in the man's ear, "Yes, you only like that woman..."

"That bastard! I will definitely find you for revenge!" The man's face became clear in the moonlight, and he looked exactly like the man who fought with Ling Lan on the lake that night.

A few days later, Ling Lan and Doles had a deeper understanding of various organizations in the city. There is a mysterious place where you can buy the information anyone wants, but you need to hold the qualification of tens of thousands of people to get the service of that organization. These are the exact news that Dors sent people to find out.

"That means you have to go to the death park." Ling Lan listened to Doles's words and asked again.

"Yes, it's very horrible, almost dead, Boss Ling Lan, the people who go there are desperate madness. Do you also want to..." Dorss said worriedly.

"Well, I have this plan, even if I don't go there. This organization needs to go to the duel field every month, so we have to face it anyway.

Every month, the Shadow Division puts the members under useless strength into the duel field of the organization for a life-and-death match. This is the only irresistible activity in the organization. Those members of the match can't get off the duel field unless they die. Anyone who wins one game will be rewarded with 100 black gold. Every month, one person only needs to kill one opponent, so he doesn't have to worry about being killed by others. In order to prevent hatred between members, they wore masks before the test.

The death park is the same as this duel field, but the people who enter it, even the masters of the demon emperor, cannot be forced out without killing a thousand people. There is the highest mortality rate and bloodiest place in the whole demon world, and it is also a terrorist strongman who can quickly produce countless people who exist only for killing people.

Doles didn't expect Ling Lan to have such a plan. He once again felt that he was not as good as a young man dozens of years younger than him. At this time, he was completely convinced, and looking at Ling Lan's eyes, there was also a light of admiration that he had never seen before.

"How about this? Our organization organizes a large number of members to go to Warcraft Paradise every week. As long as the people who go there pay 100 black gold, they can kill Warcraft and practice there. And you can come out whenever you want. Dors couldn't imagine that if Ling Lan went to the death park, he would never see him again, so he came up with the only way he could think of to persuade him.

"Well, thank you very much, Dors." Ling Lan looked at Dors gratefully and said deeply. With their help, he will be much better alone in the demon world.

On the last day of each week, when the Shadow Branch takes half of the soul-level members to Warcraft Paradise, they will fight there for a day and then come out.

Ling Lan saw that the woman in red named Tomina was at the front of the team that day and set out for the death park with more than 3,000 people.

There are dozens of Warcraft parks in the whole magic world, and the establishment of the park is taken care of by some famous families or organizations. They will regularly capture a large number of monsters in the demon world and put them in the Warcraft Paradise under the barrier of the boundary for those small organizations and small families to go to trial. Then earn money by charging fees.

Ling Lan's entry fee is paid by the organization. Once a week, 3,000 people need to spend 120,000 black gold coins after a month. However, the more members have experienced the improvement of life and death, the more they can make greater contributions to the organization, and the organization will never lose.

The large troops in black and soft armor entered the dark and cold mountains, where there was a shocking roar of Warcraft from time to time.

At this time, Ling Lan entered the Warcraft Paradise under the control of the Bart family with a thousand years of history. On both sides of the spacious mountain road, the cold green light suddenly moved, and silent black armored men stood between the flames and stared at them passing by.