The night arrived.
Wesley and Alvin were at River South District Airport.
Their faces were full of anticipation.
Not long after, a man wearing a mask walked out of the airport.
Next to him were ten men and women. Each of them was extremely cold, with terrifying killing intent.
"They're here."
Wesley was overjoyed.
The two went up to those people. Wesley saluted and said, "Greetings, Dark Sky, and every talent who made it to the Gold List. I am Wesley Groce, the head of the Groce family. This is Alvin Catesby, the head of the Catesby family."
"OK."
Lorenzo nodded indifferently.
Alvin quietly sized the eleven people up and was secretly shocked. He thought, indeed, they are the most powerful killers from the world's top assassin organization. They scare me just by standing there.
"Everyone, let's get in the car."
Alvin said in awe. He and Wesley looked at each other, full of confidence.