Chapter 335 - 314: Blood Sacrifice II
In the distance, on the grassland, four men were watching the chaos here from afar. The leader of the group was tall and slender with an icy complexion and a faint moonwhite glow in his eyes. He pulled out a cigarette, and with a click, the lighter produced an orange flame to light it. He took a deep drag and the tip of the cigarette slowly lit up, blue smoke billowing out of his nostrils and enveloping the area in a haze.
"The mad dog is at it again. Boss, you want me to wake him up?"
"No need, let him vent. It’s been a while since he’s seen blood," the leader said indifferently. "How are our people in Europe? Have they pulled out?"
"All withdrawn, quite smoothly. I was prepared for some losses, but the enemy didn’t pursue at all," another man by his side responded.
Just then, the clouds that had been blocking the moonlight finally moved away. The bright moonlight shone on the grassland, revealing the figures of the men.
The smoking leader was wearing a black coat and had a Hua-style longsword hanging at his waist, its hilt protruding from the side of his coat.
Behind him, one was a tall, muscular African man. Another had messy hair and a somewhat hunched figure.
There were two others; one stood respectfully at the back, an ordinary-looking middle-aged man. The other had the lower half of his face covered, clothed entirely in black including a black round hat on his head, revealing only his silhouette as a man.
"Commander, this mission was a breeze, easily resolved, and the pay wasn’t bad, quite a bargain. If only we had missions like this every time," the short man casually remarked, his accent a bit off, seemingly not a native of Hua Nation.
"Mad Dog’s been really gunning for it lately, always charging to the front," murmured the African man.
"He’s just trying to show off in front of the commander. After all, the kid was only recently selected for the group," the all-black figure whispered.