?Mobile reading Just like the Death Island and the Blood Shadow Killers, the Death Angels' organizational structure is highly rigorous. Besides the intelligence gathered from the three individuals, Qin Feng and Isabel had to exert considerable effort without finding any other useful information. Eight Zero E-books This organization maintains strict confidentiality not only with external stakeholders but also with its internal staff—precisely to prevent betrayal once members are captured. The deeper they investigated, the more they sensed a connection between the Death Angels and the Death Island. "Sasha," he said in a steady tone, "is there a possibility that the Death Island and the Death Angels share the same behind-the-scenes sponsor? That way, they could adopt the Death Island's personnel training model!" The attractive instructor paused for a few seconds before responding, "That's certainly possible. Aside from their initial composition, the two organizations are remarkably similar!" "The initial personnel composition refers to the fact that all the assassins who have died were young boys captured from all corners of the world, while the Death Angels were recruited from orphanages—both groups underwent rigorous training from an early age until they became qualified assassins." "But..." the beautiful instructor added, "although I'm not considered a core member of the Death Island, I've had access to many confidential documents. I've never heard of any branches of the organization!" Qin, the young nobleman, smiled slightly. "That's quite understandable. You've worked at the Death Island for so many years—haven't you always seen the boss? The organization has ample resources and energy to build something similar to the Death Island." "You're absolutely right. Perhaps the Death Angels are indeed a branch of the Death Island—or perhaps they operate as a parallel organization." The beautiful instructor nodded. At that moment, her phone buzzed with a message received from Europe. From Europe—certainly, it must have been sent by the young lady from the European branch. Upon opening his eyes, he smiled: "It's truly like what comes to mind when it comes to mind—my father-in-law at Apsis has been fighting hard against the Red Death Guild in Europe, since their several assassination attempts have all fallen into my hands. So, while investigating the Red Death Guild, Gensens naturally included me as a factor, and in the process, stumbled upon an organization called 'Angel of Death' that was planning to carry out assassinations against me!" The beautiful instructor smiled and said: "Gensens is quite impressive—he managed to trace the Angel of Death all the way. Honestly, had it not been for capturing their three members, we would have known absolutely nothing about this organization!" "Indeed, the world's wealthiest man still has considerable influence," Qin, the young gentleman, said with satisfaction. "When the young lady heard that these people were targeting me, she actively urged Gensens to intensify his investigation, and indeed, she uncovered quite a bit—more than what we managed to gather from those three individuals!" "What exactly did she find? Let me see," the beautiful instructor took the phone from his hands. A few minutes later, she beamed with delight, "No wonder she's the daughter of the world's richest man. Under generous rewards, even heroes emerge—she must have paid a hefty sum for these documents. What will you do now, Xiao Feng?" Honestly, Qin the Young hadn't yet formed a clear plan in his mind. But his consistent approach has always been: repay with blood, meet force with force. Whoever wants my life, I'll first take theirs. Whoever dares to threaten the safety of my female companions, I'll send them to the afterlife, making sure they never dare to challenge me again. However, these intelligence reports don't specify the location of the Death Angel's stronghold—perhaps it's in Europe, perhaps in America, or even hidden in Africa or Australia. With the world so vast, there must be a concrete location, otherwise how would we ever be able to find them? If the Death Angel indeed has some connection with the Island of Death, given the island's deep-seated secrets, locating the Death Angel will surely prove no easy task. The reason they were able to completely eliminate the Death Island was that Qin Feng himself was an internal member. In any well-organized structure, an attack originating from within is unstoppable. These three unfortunate individuals claimed to have trained at several obscure locations, rotating every few months—having stayed in islands, tropical rainforests, the Arctic, and so on—and throughout both their training and mission periods, they had never established any contact with the headquarters. In fact, the Death Angels' operational style was even more rigorous than that of the Death Island. On the Death Island, once a killer gained fame, he or she typically knew the exact location of the base; should any of them betray the organization, they would face total collapse. After thinking for a moment, Qin Feng said, "Shasha, I believe the most crucial step right now is to gather more intelligence. Let's just wait and see what happens!" "Wait and see? What does that mean?" the beautiful instructor seemed a bit puzzled. Qin Dashi patted his chest and smiled, saying, "Exactly. By using me as bait to draw in the Death Angels, their mission has failed—whether from the standpoint of continuing the mission or rescuing their teammates, they can't remain indifferent. They'll inevitably send more people over. We'll just wait patiently for their arrivals, one by one, capturing each and extracting as much information as possible from them!" Isabella said, "This isn't the best strategy—it's rather a clumsy one. But aside from this, we don't seem to have any other options. Then, from now on, I'll ensure your safety around the clock, ready to handle any sudden threats!" "Still, Sasha, you're the best. I'll give you a kiss as a reward," he stretched his neck to kiss her. The beautiful officer instinctively stepped back, huffed, "Is that a reward? It's clearly a favor. You're nothing but a dull, unremarkable soul. All this time, I've been secretly protecting you, and you've never appreciated it!" "Hey, I really want to thank you—your quiet, unnoticed protection has been great. But when I'm with my girlfriend, you absolutely mustn't peek!" He gave her a mischievous smile. The beautiful officer immediately glared at him and huffed, "I've seen you enough already! Besides sticking around a bit longer and trying new moves, you really haven't been that impressive!" "Uh—" Qin, the young lord, nearly choked on those words. That meant you'd been watching me many times over, without even knowing it—my performances were essentially free for you. The beautiful officer blushed slightly, "But I can assure you, it wasn't intentional. After all, you always take so long—how could I just ignore you? Or hide away, in case something happened?" Pfft. Not really accidental—how could anyone believe that? You keep talking so formally and dignified. Just next time when you lie, could you please stop avoiding eye contact? I've got it better than you—every time I fib, my face turns pale but my heart doesn't race. As long as I don't admit it, no one can tell.