Start in America, and receive three assassins every day.

"Long time no see, K," Capricorn greeted with a smile.

K of Clubs looked at Capricorn and the others. They were wearing light brown coats, military trousers and combat boots, tactical helmets and headphones, as well as sand masks, with only their eyes showing.

There were eleven people in total, and five modified Hummers.

"Is everything ready?" the archer asked, taking the M7 assault rifle and communicator from Scorpion.

Capricorn nodded slightly.

Seeing this, the archer opened the lead vehicle and got in, looking at Takla, "Get in, I'll protect your safety."

"Okay." Upon hearing this, Takra sat in the back seat.

The others also got into their cars, which drove out of the garage like a black desert, heading towards the outskirts of Riyadh.

After passing through the checkpoint, Prince Takra stepped in and they were able to pass smoothly.

In Saudi Arabia, these princes are like celestial beings, possessing absolute authority. They can handle situations like this, where someone swaggeres in with a gun.

This is the Middle East, and even the safest place here is more dangerous than other places.

Leaving Riyadh and driving on the highway, the surrounding buildings gradually became shorter and more scattered, with fewer and fewer buildings as we drove further in.

Dust gradually rose up around them.

They have clearly left Riyadh's safe zone, and anything can happen next.

"Takla, do you know which prince is leading this group, and where they've gone?" The archer surveyed his surroundings.

"Mr. Archer, the leader of this team is Prince Duya from the Philia royal family. According to intelligence, he has no fewer than three mercenary groups with him, probably at the four-star level, and the number of people is initially estimated to be around one hundred."

"As for where to go, there is only one road from Riyadh to the Tutar Desert."

"Then lead the way!" the archer said, then notified Plum Blossom and the others to prepare and try to eliminate the enemy as quickly as possible.

An hour later.

The highway has long since disappeared, and all around is a vast desert. However, tire tracks can still be seen on the sand, indicating that people often pass through this area.

After the convoy drove over a sand dune, the temperature suddenly rose.

Takra sipped the chilled soda he had prepared beforehand, fanning himself with a fan, and thought to himself, "Why don't these guys have air conditioning in their cars?"

"Mr. Archer, would you like a drink?"

Sagittarius's expression shifted, his gaze piercing through several kilometers to spot the faintly visible convoy, which must be from the Philia royal family. He then instructed Capricorn, who was driving, to speed up.

Then he turned to look at Takla, "We don't need to."

Takra nodded, looking at Sagittarius, Capricorn, and Scorpio. None of the three were sweating at all, and they didn't seem to be very hot. He thought to himself that this was strange.

The heavy clothing worn by Capricorns and Scorpios effectively locks in their body heat, so they don't feel hot at all.

Chen An observed this scene with great interest and smiled.

Little did they know, the archers and the others had all been equipped with the "Adapt to Skin" attribute, enabling them to adapt to their surroundings.

So at this moment, the archer and his companions not only didn't feel hot, but their bodies were also ice-cold, just like usual. This is why there was no air conditioning in the car.

But this is tough on Takla.

Next, the archer and his companions continued their pursuit, while the convoy ahead slowed down, seemingly unaware that there were any other people or dangers in the desert.

This gave the archers and others an opportunity.

When they were close enough, the shooter and the K of Clubs spoke simultaneously from the walkie-talkie. The next moment, all the assassins raised their weapons and released the safety.

Seeing this, Takra tightened his grip on the seatbelt, knowing that the archers must have discovered the Philia royal family.

He could have easily chosen not to come along.

However, he acknowledged the archer's and others' strength, believing that very few could defeat them, except for the Philia royal family.

So he decided to take a gamble and follow the archer and the others, hoping to get closer to them and perhaps even take things a step further, since there are differences even among princes.

Previously, he was just a rich second-generation who lived a life of leisure and enjoyment. However, he had thought about it for a long time and felt that the appearance of Sagittarius and Mr. K might be a hint that it was time for him to make some achievements to show his father and brothers.

......

In the Tutar Desert.

Duya frowned as he watched the convoy suddenly slow down, and couldn't help but ask the leader of the coyote mercenary team beside him, "Why have you slowed down?"

The hyena chuckled, "It's too hot. If we keep driving this fast, the car will break down. We need to slow down."

"But you know, this mission is very important. If the Batra royal family finds out, it will be a real problem."

The voice of the artillery mercenary team leader came through the walkie-talkie, "Don't worry, Prince Duya, this is the desert. How could they find us? Besides, we have three four-star mercenary teams with us. Don't worry, we're here."

Prince Duya listened and thought it made some sense.

But for some reason, my heart suddenly started beating a little fast. Was I being too cautious?

"Don't overthink it, Prince Duya. Here, have a Coke. It's so hot, this job must be tough!" The hyena handed over a can of Coke.

"We haven't shortchanged you on the money," Duya said.

"Hahaha! That's right, the Philia royal family is very generous, which is why we've been cooperating for so long."

boom--!

However, just as the two were talking, a loud bang came from the back of the convoy.

The coyote's smile froze. He picked up the walkie-talkie and asked, "What's going on behind us? What exploded?!"

He didn't connect it to an enemy attack, assuming it was just some novice mercenary practicing with grenades, something that had happened before.

"Captain! A group of people suddenly appeared behind us and are firing at us. Their firepower is heavy. Requesting backup!"

The words fell.

boom--!

Another earth-shattering explosion resounded throughout the entire desert!

"Where are you going?" Duya asked, her face filled with fear.

"They should be from the Batara royal family. Don't worry about them, we'll take care of them quickly," the coyote said, taking out a walkie-talkie to give instructions as he walked.

The same applies to the Butcher Mercenary Group and the Artillery Mercenary Group.

In the desolate desert, a conflict unfolds!

the other side.

Takra, Aquarius, and Virgo stayed where they were, while Archer and the others drove up, firing continuously and killing mercenary members from hundreds of meters away.

Virgos and Aquarians, on the other hand, are targeting the enemy snipers; once the enemy peeks out, they'll be taken out with a single bullet.

But the enemy snipers couldn't do anything to them.

After all, the distance was so vast that Virgo and the others could hit their opponents while their opponents couldn't hit them. This was a huge difference in strength, creating a natural disadvantage!