Chapter 810

Sea Clan territory headquarters, Hayer's mansion.

Hayer was looking at the projection in front of him with a worried expression. The videos, pictures, text, and other information were all about the Gu Ding Pirates.

"What should I do? That thing has fallen into their hands … I can no longer rely on the Sea Clan's power, and the success rate of hiring an assassin isn't high either … "

"What thing were you talking about?" A voice suddenly came from behind Hayer.

Hayer was alarmed. He did not need to turn around to recognize the voice. The hairs on his back stood on end as he slowly turned around.

"Hayer, it looks like you didn't hire me to capture that white-haired kid alive to avenge your son." The person who had come was the assassin Hayer had hired, Manson.

Manson walked toward Hayer calmly, pulled over a swivel chair next to him, and sat down. Then, he adjusted Hayer's swivel chair so that it was facing him. He pressed both hands on the armrests of the chair and narrowed his eyes slightly at Hayer. "Lying isn't a good habit …"

"Why are you here?" Hayer asked, pretending to be calm.

"Why else would I come to your Sea Clan headquarters planet? I'm here to look for my old employer, of course." Manson grinned, revealing a mouth full of yellow teeth.

"Look for me? You haven't completed the task I hired you to do, have you? " Hayer could sense that the other party coming to him was not a good thing, but all he could do now was stall for time and look for an opportunity to seek help.

Hayer was not a combatant. From the beginning, he had only been a small employee in the Sea Clan's Ministry of Finance. He had never entered the Army for systematic training. Although his cultivation level had been boosted by some medicine, he had only barely reached tenth-rank True God. His combat strength was far inferior to that of an ordinary tenth-rank True God. In front of a veteran assassin like Manson, he was as fragile as a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. He had no strength to resist at all.

"Mission? Are you talking about the mission to capture that white-haired kid alive?!" Manson suddenly stood up and bent down. His wrinkled face was right in front of Hayer, less than twenty centimeters away. He stared at the other party and gritted his teeth. "Do you know that I almost lost my life for this mission of yours with a serious lack of information? Not only that, I've lost all my wealth. "

"I came here to take back what I lost from you, but now I've changed my mind." After venting his anger, Melson returned to his seat and crossed his legs. "Tell me, what was that thing you were talking about that the Gu Ding Pirates took away?!"

"I didn't say anything … You must have misheard …" Hayer clearly did not intend to reveal this secret.

"Is that so? Let me help you recall. Maybe you'll remember something. " Melson grinned again, and the nail on his right index finger quickly turned into a sharp short blade. He pressed the tip of his finger against Hayer's little finger, and with a gentle stroke, Hayer's finger was cut off.

"Ah!" Hayer howled loudly. His left pinky fell onto the carpet, and blood gushed out from the wound.

"Hey, is there a need to be so exaggerated? Or are you yelling so loudly on purpose so that the people outside will hear something unusual? " Melson smiled coldly again. "I forgot to tell you, I set up a shielding barrier in the room when I first came in. No matter what happens here, no one outside will know."

"How is it? Do you remember anything? " As Melson spoke, he moved his fingertip slightly and placed it on the ring finger of Hayer's left hand. "You'd better think carefully before you answer my question."

"I really don't know what you're talking about. Please, let me go …"

"Answer … Wrong!" Melson's fingertip moved again, and Hayer's left ring finger was cut off as well.

"Looks like your finger isn't something you value very much. Well then, for the third time, let's change the game." As Melson spoke, he raised his arm and moved his fingertip, which was nearly half a meter long, up to the height of Hayer's eyes, less than five centimeters away from his left eyeball.

"I'll ask you again. What was it that the Gu Ding Pirates took away? This time, you'd better think carefully before you answer. "The smile on Melson's face was as hideous as the devil's to Hayer.

"It's a key …" Hayer's body trembled uncontrollably. He knew that if he did not tell the truth, Melson would continue to torture him.

"A key? What key? "Melson's expression finally changed slightly.

"It's the real key to the Burial Ground of a wealthy Sea Clan man named Henoas during the Middle Ages. During that era, he was the richest man in the entire Great Cosmic Sea. More than seventy percent of his wealth was buried in that Burial Ground. "

After hearing this, Melson was still a little suspicious. "If that's the case, how did you get this key?"

"I got this key from the former Chancellor of the Exchequer after I hired you to kill him. Before I became Chancellor of the Exchequer, I set up a few informants in his mansion to monitor his every move. One of them was his personal bodyguard who was deeply trusted by him and had followed him to that burial ground twice. "

Hayer explained the cause of the matter.

"How could someone from the Gu Ding Pirate Crew snatch such an important thing?" Hayer narrowed his eyes slightly, unwilling to let go of any suspicious points.

"That's because the Burial Ground is filled with danger. I've only been there once, and I don't have the strength to obtain the treasure. My son, Higgins, has combat effectiveness close to that of a Heavenly God. I figured that with his strength, he should be able to obtain the treasure in the outer layer of the Burial Ground. As long as he obtains the treasure, his overall combat effectiveness will increase by another level, and he will undoubtedly be the number one person among the younger generation of the Sea Clan. With his reputation, my authority in the Sea Clan will also increase. That's why I gave him the key before I left and told him to go there after he completed his trial. I didn't expect that he would be killed by that white-haired kid, and the key would be taken away. "

"Everything you said better be true," Melson said with a cold smile. "As the Chancellor of the Sea Clan's Chancellor of the Sea Clan, you must have hidden a lot of treasures over the years, right? Hand over your storage equipment and remove your ownership!"

Hearing this request, Hayer's expression turned even uglier. However, he still nervously removed the ownership of his storage watch, took it off, and handed it to Melson.

After receiving the storage watch, Melson could not wait to check it, and then smiled in satisfaction. "Very good. As expected of the Sea Clan's Chancellor of the Sea Clan. He's much richer than I am."

Hayer remained silent. In his heart, he only hoped that he could escape this calamity. As soon as the other party left, he would immediately inform the Sea Clan Emperor that he had been attacked, and the Sea Clan would mobilize all their combat forces to hunt down and kill Melson.

"Hehe, judging by the look in your eyes, you're preparing to take revenge on me after this, aren't you?" As a professional assassin, Melson easily caught the fleeting killing intent that had flashed across Hayer's body.

"No, I really didn't …" Hayer quickly waved his hands.

"Is that so?" Before Melson's voice trailed off, one of his palms had already pierced through Hayer's chest. Hayer's heart instantly burst, and his entire body slowly went limp. "To me, only the dead are the most trustworthy …"