Probing with firepower—that's something every operative in this line of work has to do.
The cemetery might be hidden and relatively safe, but in this business, once you're exposed, it means death.
The chance of surviving after exposure isn't even one percent.
So they have to kill danger in the cradle.
The moment they sense something off, they vanish immediately.
After the machine-gun sweep finished, another man came in, scanning the surroundings as he moved quickly.
This man held a long spear, and as he ran he kept thrusting the spear into the grass.
To make sure no one was hiding there.
There was a special poison on the spear tip; once it touched someone, the pain would be unbearable, forcing them to scream.
The whole process lasted ten minutes.
Ten minutes later, people came in one after another.
Once almost everyone had arrived, Gold Cicada strolled lazily into the cemetery.
