Start in America, and receive three assassins every day.

The only ideal is to set up a base in the chaotic Middle East, just like Black Wolf. With that in mind, it just so happens that Archer and Clubs K need to establish a mercenary company.

Perhaps it would be possible to kill two birds with one stone: spend money to build a base that could be used as a transit point for suicide bombers and a storage point for munitions.

In addition, he can also conduct some research and development here. After all, he has many entries that have no combat power but have great research value, and he can't let them go to waste.

With that in mind, Chen An decided to have the archers ask around to see which places in the Middle East were suitable for building a base. His ideal location was still Syria, just like Black Wolf's, where it was relatively safer.

Then Chen An looked at Chen Long and asked, "How many Hydra strongholds are there now?"

Chenlong said, "There are about twelve, located in the Northeast, New York, Boston, Washington, and Philadelphia."

Los Angeles, San Francisco, and Seattle on the West Coast.

Houston and Miami in the south.

Chicago in the Midwest.

Las Vegas and Phoenix in the West.

Hearing the names of these twelve cities, Chen An smiled slightly.

These are all key cities, which will make things much easier later on, and also allow us to understand the situation in each place.

"However, sir, apart from New York, Los Angeles, and San Francisco, which were the first to develop, other cities are still in the development stage and have not yet truly controlled the underground forces of the entire city," Chen Long said.

Chen An nodded. "No rush, take your time, but don't get discovered or leave any trace."

"Understood!" Chenlong and the various Hydra leaders on the screen nodded in unison.

"Alright, you guys continue your conversation." With that, Chen An used his teleportation ability to return to his villa in Los Angeles.

Next, using the shared perspective, focus your attention on the King of Clubs and the Archer.

........

Riyadh, Saudi Arabia.

Inside a huge palace.

Prince Takla, Wang Anquan, the King of Clubs, and the Archer appeared and sat on a plush carpet in a living room.

Local delicacies such as dates, cappuccino, and roast lamb are laid out in front of you.

"Finally back! It's so much more comfortable on my own turf!" Takel took a sip of goat milk, feeling cheerful.

Then he looked at Sagittarius. At first, he was quite shocked. He didn't expect that the King of Clubs knew Sagittarius. He knew that Sagittarius was the captain of the Twelve Constellation Mercenary Group.

However, with the help of this mercenary group, they might be able to resolve the problems of the Batara royal family.

"It's been a long time since I've seen the archer."

The archer smiled and said, "Long time no see. I heard from the King of Clubs that you went to Southeast Asia for further studies for a while. You look great."

"Stop talking. If we hadn't run into trouble, would those scoundrels have been able to kidnap me? If you don't make a move, I'll send people to wipe them out later. The Batara royal family isn't short of money!" Takra said fiercely.

"Of course, if you scare those people, they'll surrender immediately," Wang Anquan said. He had been having a really comfortable few days with Prince Takla, and had even managed to get a minor official position. He didn't have to do anything and still had money, making him a winner in life.

As long as Prince Takra's royal family is not eliminated or destroyed, there will be no problem.

So when he heard that the Takla royal family was in trouble, he hoped to help resolve it. However, looking at the person in front of him, especially the archer like Mr. K, he felt that there shouldn't be any problems.

Tatata!

Just then, the sound of footsteps came from behind.

Three people approached, all dressed similarly in white robes and headscarves, barefoot, and with long beards, making it difficult for Chen An to distinguish them.

After all, these people look so alike, perhaps because they are from the same royal family, but you can still tell the differences by looking at the details.

When Takla saw the visitors, he quickly stood up and said, "Uncle, Dad, Brother."

Communication was primarily conducted in Arabic.

The archer and the King of Clubs also stood up at this moment.

"You two must be Sagittarius from the Twelve Constellation Mercenary Group, and Father K, right?" The one who spoke was the one standing in the middle.

He was the oldest and had the most composed appearance.

"Shooter, Mr. K, this is my father, Karim," Takra said, continuing to introduce the other two.

Pointing to the one with clearer eyes, he said, "This is my brother, Duka."

Next up was the man sitting on the left, facing the fiercest-looking side. "This is my uncle, Carit."

The archer reached out and shook hands with the three men, saying, "Hello."

After chatting for a while, everyone sat down.

Karim, the leader of the Batara royal family, spoke first, "Mr. K of Clubs, the reward for rescuing my son will be deposited into your account shortly. Thank you again for your help; otherwise, Takla would certainly have suffered some harm there before returning."

"I'll do the job for the money, no need for thanks," said the King of Clubs.

"We heard that your Batara royal family has recently encountered some trouble, which led to Prince Takra being kidnapped to that kind of place. So we came to see if you need our help. The payment is separate," said the King of Clubs.

"This... was this what Takra told you?" Karim glanced at Takra, who quickly lowered his head.

"Yes, if it's inconvenient, you don't have to say," said the King of Clubs.

Takra became anxious at this point.

He had witnessed the strength of both the King of Clubs and the Archer; with their help, things would definitely become simpler and be resolved more quickly.

So he said, "Dad, Mr. K is very capable. They are the outside help I invited. If they want to deal with the Philia royal family, they can handle it."

At this moment, Uncle Karit said with dissatisfaction, "Takla, we already have a solution to this matter. Besides, what place in Southeast Asia can compare to this place? There are already suitable mercenary groups here."

"Yes, Mr. K and his team are really amazing." Takla knew that his father and uncle hadn't seen them before, otherwise they would have agreed without hesitation.

Wang Anquan sat quietly the whole time. He knew that being able to listen was already a great honor, and he had no right to interrupt, even though he really wanted to explain things to Prince Takla.

"Brother, the fewer people who know about this, the better. If you keep talking about it, it might get back to the ears of the Philia royal family and disrupt our plans!" Duka, the older brother, also expressed his dissatisfaction.

Karim, however, was looking at the shooter.

He had heard rumors about the Twelve Constellation Mercenary Group, and they were getting more and more outrageous. He didn't know if they were true or false. Seeing his second son, Takla, so strongly recommending it, he thought for a moment and decided to speak up.

"Sir Archer, how will the payment be calculated if you take action?"

The archer spoke directly, "It depends on the situation. I need to understand the level of danger, but judging from your conversation just now, you seem to be on the same side. Does that mean it's time to take action?"

"Mr. Archer, you don't know, there are about five thousand princes in Saudi Arabia, divided into various royal families of different sizes. We are all in the upper-middle class among them, and this Philia is about the same as us."

"But recently, an underground oil field was discovered in Saudi Arabia on our territory. If we have this oil field, our royal family might be able to enter the ranks of the elite and become the royal family with a status second only to the king," Takra said.