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Binyang International Hotel, in the most luxurious presidential suite, Lone Wolf, Crippled Wolf, Blood Wolf, Fierce Wolf, and Poisonous Wolf—the core members of Wolf's Lair Assassination Organization—sat on the sofa with faces as cold as frost.
They were all top-notch assassins of international renown, naturally possessing methods to handle inspections by the Binyang Police.
Just a few days ago, when the police had meticulously checked the room and found nothing unusual, they moved in like specters.
Moreover, even the hotel staff were unaware of their real identities because all the ID documents they had registered with were fake.
After three rhythmic knocks on the door, Shadow Wolf, with an oppressive look, walked in, went straight to Lone Wolf's side, and, disregarding the others, picked up an apple from the coffee table and began to eat it voraciously.
"How is the situation?" Lone Wolf glanced at him and asked with a cold voice.
