In the narrow male toilet, the three of them looked at each other and smiled at the same time.
In a foreign country, the three undercover agents finally met again. They felt a warm current surging in their hearts.
Lu Luo asked, “What’s the exact location?”
Silver Fox said, “The eighth floor, cell 66.”
Poison blade said, “Can we approach it directly?”
Silver Fox said, “No, even the daily food and drinks have to be handed over to the martial artists guarding the eighth floor. I can’t even enter.”
Lu Luo asked, “What strength?”
Silver Fox said, “Tier 8, Level 1.”
The three of them fell silent.
Lin Xuan was also thinking.
Tier 8, Level 1. It wasn’t that they couldn’t fight.
In terms of attributes, they weren’t much different.
The only difference was the job skills.
When a Tier 7 martial artist advanced to tier 8, the job skills would be greatly enhanced, and a second effect would appear.
