Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

Yang Fei snorted, "As far as I know, in Greenworth, the organization with the Sun Badge is only the Illuminati. Are you the Bright Association Righteous Army?"

At this, the three assassins opened their mouths wide.

They hadn't expected Yang Fei to recognize their identity just by a seemingly ordinary badge.

This was not a secret a regular engineer could come into contact with.

Seeing the expression of shock on the three men, Yang Fei knew he had guessed correctly and shook his head.

"I'm very sorry. Actually, I've always admired the heroic actions of the Illuminati. I just don't know why you would target me."

According to the information provided by the Hidden Dragon Agents, the Illuminati is an underground force active within the Greenworth Empire.

The members of the organization are almost all from the lower and middle classes, striving to overthrow the dark Bal Royal Family.

The Greenworth Empire has been ruled by the Bal Royal Family for over fifty years, with a very strict class hierarchy in this nation.

Among them, the Bal Royal Family is the first class, followed by the Senbo Tribe who are the second class, and then the Weimo Tribe, Ang Tribe, and several other groups are the third class.

The Qibo Tribe, suffering from hardships and oppression, is the lowest caste in Greenworth.

They don't have the right to educated themselves and are forced to do the most laborious physical work, with no human rights, and even can be bought and sold like slaves.

Interracial socializing or intermarriage between different classes is not allowed.

The status of various ethnic groups in Greenworth varies drastically.

Only the Bal Royal Family and the Senbo Tribe have the privilege to work within the national system.

The vast number of third-class ethnic groups can only become small handicraftsmen or regular workers and are not allowed to open companies, though they must serve in the military under harsh requirements.

But even if they serve in the military, at most they can only become officers above the rank of captain, and absolutely cannot be promoted further.

However, the Qibo Tribe cannot even qualify to be in the military.

They are the cheapest labor force, long suffering from heavy and dangerous physical work, not allowed to resist or flee, living in endless darkness.

The unequal racial system has become the root cause of upheaval in the Greenworth Empire.

The third and fourth-tier ethnic groups refused to submit to the dark rule of the Greenworth Empire and rose up to resist the Bal Royal Family's dominance.

Among the rebel forces, the Illuminati is the most powerful.

The Illuminati advocated freedom, equality, fraternity, and racial equality, which resonated with the public sentiment, rapidly expanding its strength.

No one knows how many troops they possess, flourishing like wild grass.

Even under the brutal suppression of the Bal Royal Family, the Illuminati continues to stand up bravely to fight, gradually fueling a wildfire of rebellion.

Yang Fei has seriously studied the situation throughout the Greenworth Empire.

So, when he saw the Sun Badge on the three assassins, he recognized it at once.

The three assassins simultaneously pulled off the Sun Badge, revealing that it was merely stuck on as a tattoo.

Yang Fei shook his head.

"Too late. Now can you tell me why you're targeting me?"

The hook-nosed man snorted, "You don't know yet?"

"Bal Senro, that dog Emperor, has killed so many of our Illuminati brothers. We always want to kill the Bal Royal Family quickly."

"However, you ruined our plan. If it weren't for you, George, that bastard, would've been doomed today."

Yang Fei suddenly realized, "So you deliberately set the fault in George's racecar."

"I'm sorry, I need George alive for my plans. You can't kill him."

The hook-nosed man scrutinized Yang Fei.

"With such skills, you probably aren't just an ordinary engineer, are you? Why are you close to George?"

Yang Fei smiled slightly, "That's not something for outsiders to know."

"Your rank is too low. If you want to talk, you can have your leader discuss it with me."

"In some ways, we share the same standpoint."

The hook-nosed man nodded.

"Fine, I'll convey your message to our leader, he'll come to see you."

Yang Fei smiled slightly, turned around, and sat down by himself.

"You may leave. But I must warn you, until your leader has reached an agreement with me, you are not to lay a hand on George. I still need him."

The hook-nosed man nodded.

"With your strength, I'll pass your opinion up the chain. How the higher-ups decide is beyond my control."

After speaking, the hook-nosed man helped his injured companion, bowed to Yang Fei, and walked out the door.

Yang Fei lit a cigarette, watching the backs of the three departing assassins, lost in thought.

Yang Fei hadn't expected that the Greenworth Empire, seemingly strong on the outside, was already in such disarray internally.

With a storm brewing, even Yang Fei felt pressured.

He must rescue Professor Mi before the powder keg of the Greenworth Empire explodes, or things will become even more troublesome.

Yang Fei thought secretly and tossed the spent cigarette butt into the trash can.

After freshening up, he went to bed and began practicing Turtle Extreme and Snake Extreme, his unshakeable daily routine.

The Illuminati responded extremely quickly. The next morning, Yang Fei received an invitation from the head of the Illuminati.

The manner in which the invitation appeared carried a strong warning.

As soon as Yang Fei turned on his computer, the screen flickered, and an invitation appeared.

On the computer screen, a knife's tip pierced an invitation, with a line of English written on it.

"Meeting tonight, Beast Paradise Suite 04, violators die!"

Blood dripped from the knife tip, with plenty of bloodstains on the invitation as well.

The fact that the enemy could hack into Yang Fei's computer clearly meant that Yang Fei was under constant surveillance.

Yang Fei chuckled, silently swearing at their foolishness.

With such a low level of intelligence, they intended to start a rebellion. It's truly worrying.

Yang Fei checked the source of the virus, which turned out to have been sent via an email, highly cleverly executed.

As soon as Yang Fei turned on the computer, activating the virus program, the opponent could control Yang Fei's computer.

Yet, these amateur hackers were unaware.

For a super hacker like Yang Fei, just a bit of a trail was enough to trace the opponent's IP address back.

Don't think that hiding the source of the email can escape Yang Fei's methods.

With little effort, Yang Fei tracked down the deeply hidden IP address of his opponent.

The email originated from North Novis, from a commercial computer at a place called Galaxy Repair Factory.

Yang Fei chuckled, printed out the bloody invitation.

He casually asked Stina for a day off, sneaking out of the Spark Motor Modification Company.

Then Yang Fei took a taxi, heading to the Galaxy Repair Factory in North Novis.

Yang Fei disliked being monitored and had no interest in making enemies of the Illuminati.

To resolve this heap of trouble, he had to take the initiative.

The Galaxy Repair Factory wasn't large, but North Novis was almost entirely a non-commercial area, neighboring the Qibo Tribe slum, without any large factories.

Thus, finding such a place as the Galaxy Repair Factory wasn't hard.

Yang Fei exerted little energy to arrive at the entrance of the Galaxy Repair Factory.

Yang Fei wore a Versace shirt and plain eyeglasses, looking studious.

This image was completely out of place with the surrounding dirty and messy environment.

So, as soon as Yang Fei arrived at the entrance of the repair factory, he caught the attention of some people.