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Chapter 289: 183 This is my greeting gift (6100) (Please follow) _4 Chapter 289: 183 This is my greeting gift (6100) (Please follow) _4 “Do you understand what I mean?”

The expression on Casio’s face hardly changed.

“Understood.” Bass nodded, lifting the shirt off Casio’s upper body and passed it to him: “Sir, your shirt.”

A dozen seconds later, Casio Bass walked towards the battle direction.

On the ground were the bodies of numerous Sand Dust Organization combatants, with traces of blood splattered. The only two still conscious were the man in sunglasses and the woman in the vest beside him.

According to the man in the trench coat, one is the Sand Dust Organization’s No. 15 and the other is No. 26. Casio’s gaze flickered slightly, there was obviously a gap between them. This gap, he speculated, should be at No. 20.

This means that members of the Sand Dust Organization above No. 20 might have the same Black Blood Seal Liberation ability as the man in sunglasses. Probably reaching just beyond the human limit.

The duration is short, and the side effects should be considerable.

Not to mention their insufficient combat skills.

It would probably take two enemies like this to match a regular boxer, and if it comes to a battle of attrition, maybe three such enemies to rival one boxer.

Besides, this sudden bodily enhancement and the turn of blood vessels to black, Casio felt, must have something to do with his speculation about Dead Blood.

Towards these dark creatures that once annihilated the Wind Elephant Gate, Casio only had one thought in his mind – extermination.

An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.

Whether in the Era of Retrospection or in the real world, if he found those Dead Blood creatures, Casio would definitely make them pay a painful price!

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Deep in the Green Light Park, there’s a small house hidden in the forest.

Sunlight filtered through the tree layer and scattered onto the ground, creating a golden shimmer. Five or six cold-faced, burly men in black were patrolling around the house, and each of them had a bulge at the waist. It seemed that every one of them was armed with a handgun.

In one of the rooms on the first floor of the small house.

The layout here was not much different from a normal living room.

A white flower vase, a brown rectangular bookshelf, a few warm-colored sofas in the corner. The white floral curtains by the window were tied to one side, allowing sunlight to shine onto the rectangular tabletop with wooden patterns, giving a warm and comfortable feeling.

There were four people sitting by the table and two more on the sofa in the corner. Half of them were familiar to Casio—they were, strikingly, the remaining three senior members of the Assassination Department. A man in all black, dressed in a casual suit style, the red heart “J”: White Bird.

A swallowtail suit-wearing man with a wide-brimmed top hat, an old gentleman with elegant and stiff, white hair, black spade “J”: Jazz.

And yet there was a tall middle-aged man with a mustache and pointed chin beard, clubs “J”: Red Tooth.

These three, being from the Assassination Department, had an imposing aura. The other three were far more amiable, their clothes not purely black. There was even a beautiful young woman wearing a light purple dress with a white, gauzy feathered hat.

Her hands naturally overlapping on her abdomen, although looking no more than twenty years old, she had a demeanor of grace and dignity.

“The meeting time is coming. Has Mr. Wind Elephant arrived yet?” She glanced at the white watch on her exquisite wrist.

Her voice was as clear and pleasant as the song of the oriole.

“Wind Elephant… that man has no concept of time…” Red Tooth suddenly complained, as they had had an old grudge.

“Oh? Who’s been saying bad things behind my back?”

The room’s big door was suddenly pushed open, and a large shadow cast inside, which gave a strong sense of pressure against the backlight.

Thump.

A man who had passed out was thrown directly onto the ground.

Casio walked in with his steps, taking a glance around.

” Members of the Antiques Department, nice to meet you.”

” This is my greeting gift… please check.”