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Chi Tianmin and Zhang Jin settled down. Since the military camp did not allow them to move around freely, Chi Tianmin paced around the tent boredly.

Zhang Jin sat on the bed, took out a foot-long dagger from the package, and wiped it carefully.

The dagger was completely black, but its faint edge left no doubt about its power. Zhang Jin had never used weapons in previous battles with bandits.

Daggers are generally used by warriors such as assassins. Combined with Zhang Jin's incredible speed and this dagger, there is no doubt that he should be an assassin.

There are not many people in the profession of assassin, after all, this profession is not popular among people.

Who doesn't like to be upright and respected by others, but assassins generally walk in the darkness and fight through sneak attacks, which is a method that most people are ashamed of.

However, I have to admit that the lethality of assassins is amazing. For assassins, it is not unusual to kill people with superior skills. Being fast, accurate and ruthless, killing with one blow is the assassin's creed.

Zhang Jinggang had taunted Chi Tianmin not long ago. Although Chi Tianmin was curious, he didn't talk to him and only glanced at the dagger from time to time.

Later, the soldiers came to inform that Mo Beiyang would hold a dinner tonight to entertain the strong men who came to help in the battle.

Taking advantage of Zhang Jin, Chi Tianmin shamelessly followed him. He also wanted to see the scene where masters gathered together.

Zhang Jin and Chi Tianmin left relatively late, and by the time they arrived, most of the guests had already arrived.

When he saw the crowds of people, Chi Tianmin sighed, it turns out there are so many masters.

Those who can be invited to the banquet are at least master-level experts. Seeing the dozens of tables placed at the scene, a rough calculation showed that there were hundreds of people.

Among the hundreds of masters above the division level, Chi Tianmin, even the well-informed Chi Tianmin, has never seen such a grand occasion. This kind of situation may only be encountered in border towns.

Under the leadership of the soldiers, Zhang Jin and the two were brought to the main table. Mo Beiyang was sitting in the host's seat, chatting and laughing with the guests next to him.

Seeing Zhang coming over, Mo Beiyang warmly invited him to take a seat: "Mr. Zhang is here, please take a seat quickly."

Judging by the faces of the people at the table, there were old and middle-aged people, and some of them greeted Zhang Jin: "Xiao Zhang is here, sit down quickly."

Zhang Jin behaved very well and said hello to these people one by one. You must know that the people at this table are all famous bosses and saint-level powerhouses.

Chi Tianmin was puzzled. Who was Zhang Jin? He was a master-level expert and he wouldn't let these people treat him like this.

"Is this young disciple Xiao Zhang's favorite disciple? Why is he still wearing a mask?"

Before Zhang Jin could speak, Chi Tianmin answered: "I was born ugly, so I was afraid of scaring others, so I wore a mask since I was a child. Elders, please don't blame me."

"As a man, looks don't matter. As long as you're strong enough, don't worry if that beautiful lady doesn't take the initiative to pounce on you, haha." One of the elders joked rudely.

"Yes, kid, learn from your teacher, strength is everything." Others began to agree.

After everyone made some jokes, Chi Tianmin was led to his seat by his own soldiers. With his status, he was not qualified to sit at the main table.

After waiting for a while, all the guests arrived and the banquet officially began.

Mo Beiyang picked up the wine glass and stood directly in front of everyone: "First glass of wine, thank you for coming all the way to fight against the monsters."

Mo Beiyang drank the wine in one gulp, then poured another full glass.

"Second glass of wine. I hope everyone comes and leaves safely."

"The third glass of wine, I wish us victory in the war against monsters as usual."

After finishing three glasses of wine, Mo Beiyang paused for a moment before continuing: "This is not the first time for you to participate in the war against monsters. I won't say more. Please encourage me!"

"Let's encourage each other!" Everyone stood up, picked up their wine glasses, and drank down the wine in one gulp.

The war against monsters is an extremely dangerous war. Even saint-level experts cannot guarantee safety, and countless division-level experts are sacrificed every year.

The body of a powerful monster beast is full of treasures, but to the monster beast, the body of a powerful human race is not a treasure.

Monsters are special. They can absorb part of the spiritual energy by devouring their bodies. Powerful humans are their favorites.

After the opening speech, the banquet officially started. The strong men were usually scattered all over the world, looking for opportunities to break through. It was difficult for them to get together. The Monster Resistance War provided them with an opportunity to get together.

Three or five old friends mingled with each other and told each other about the past year's experiences. The scene was full of joy, and there was no trace of the tension before the war.

While the other tables were feasting, the people at the main table were still discussing the war against the monsters.

"Everyone, after our preliminary investigation, the demon kings participating in the battle on the demon beast side this time should still be the ten demon kings from before. They are all old rivals. We should catch and fight against each other according to the previous battle arrangement. Do you think it's OK?" Mo Beiyang first briefly introduced the situation.

"Hey, I haven't fought with a strong person this year, so I'm itching. I don't know if this three-eyed jade crystal beast has improved, but don't let me down!" Obviously this is a militant.

"No problem. If we still face the Ice Ring Snow Leopard, I'm confident."

"I don't have any problem either!"

Everyone agreed.

"Okay, since there is no problem, we will arrange it like this." Mo Beiyang made the final decision, paused, and continued: "But with the help of Mr. Zhang this year, we can think about whether we can keep one Demon King?"

As soon as his words came out, everyone looked shocked, but then they were relieved, followed by excitement.

"Yes, with Xiao Zhang here, we have every chance to keep a demon king and cut off one of their claws. The battle against the demon beasts next year will be much easier." Someone patted the table excitedly.

"The Demon King is full of treasures. If you can keep one, you will make a lot of money." Wealth and silk are attractive to people, and even saint-level experts are no exception.

"Okay, now that we've reached a consensus, let's discuss which Demon King to start with?" Mo Beiyang continued to preside over the overall situation.

Everyone fell into deep thought, thinking about the characteristics of each Demon King to see which one was likely to be left behind.

While everyone was thinking, Zhang Jin said softly: "Why don't we attack the Snow Lion?"

The Snow Lion is Zhang Jin's target this time. If he can kill it with the help of these big shots, it will save him trouble.

"No, although the Snow Lion has just entered the Saint level, it has rough skin and thick flesh. It is not that easy to kill it." A veteran strong man said.

Seeing that he was rejected, Zhang Jin stopped talking. He just had the attitude of giving it a try.

On such a major matter, you still have to listen to the opinions of these strong people, otherwise you will be in trouble.

After everyone's careful deliberation, they finally selected the Ice Ring Snow Leopard.

The reason is that the ice-ringed snow leopard has brittle skin and thin blood, which is most suitable for assassins to attack. Moreover, this ice-ringed snow leopard has only just been promoted to the Demon King, so it is relatively easy to deal with.