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Chapter 112 Hiring
Africa, Spike Killer Headquarters, Fantasy Grassland.

Apollo, Tony, and Josen gathered in the luxurious meeting hall.

After receiving the news that Lone Wolf was dead, the three of them were silent for a while.

Lone Wolf, it is rumored that his strength is infinitely close to S-level, because he only accepts single-person missions, so he is an A-level killer. In the past 20 years of his career as a killer, the success rate of missions is as high as [-]%, and the number of missions is at the top of the list.

Within the organization, Lone Wolf can be called a high-quality and reliable killer. His death is undoubtedly a huge loss to Langya, but it is not unbearable.

"Is there any specific news?" Johnson asked.

"Yes." Tony flipped through a few faxes.

"The employer said that they don't know where Lone Wolf is staying. Everyone understands this, and that's the style of Lone Wolf."

"On the night of the failure of the first mission, Lone Wolf lost contact. The next day, the employer found the suspected location of Lone Wolf in the police news report - a burned-out independent house. After investigation, some remnants The evidence confirmed the employer's speculation."

"Where's the body?" Johnson asked.

"It's almost burnt, and can't provide any clues." Tony said.

"Who killed the lone wolf, did the employer investigate?" Johnson asked again.

Tony shook his head: "The employer only cares about when he can get the Star Iron."

Another moment of silence.

"As I said, this mission can only succeed, not fail." Apollo said with a gloomy face.

"I've sent Mad Wolf," Tony replied.

Crazy Wolf, an S-level killer, is the most likely to become an SS-level killer in the organization, with a mission success rate as high as [-]%.

After Apollo thought for a while, he nodded in agreement.

SS-level killers are priceless treasures of the organization, and cannot be dispatched easily.

At the same time, in a splendid hall with golden walls somewhere in Huaxia, the Maitreya Buddha-like boss was still stuck in the sofa, while the tall and thin assistant was kneeling, sweating profusely.

"The bullshit international top killer organization, the tone is high, but the death is silent, anticlimactic!" The boss said lightly.

"Boss, Langya said, they have sent an S-rank killer over." The tall and thin man hurriedly said.

"Didn't it mean that Langya has the only SSS-level killer? Why didn't you send it here? Afraid I won't be able to pay for it?" the boss asked curiously.

"It is said that the SSS-level killer died accidentally during a mission." The tall and thin man still did a lot of homework.

"Then there should be SS-level killers, why did you only send one S-level killer?" The boss's tone already showed dissatisfaction.

The thin and tall man didn't answer, he also asked the other party, and the other party's answer was awesome - we think the S-level killer is enough!

He didn't dare to repeat the answer that was so whipped.

He also understood that the boss knew the answer.

"Hehe, the top international assassin organization is tall and tall, and they look down on me, a local turtle in China!" The boss sucked hard on the cigar in his hand, and exhaled a big smoke ring.

"Tell me Spike, I am very dissatisfied with their efficiency! For this reason, I decided to increase the mercenary to one billion US dollars, and at the same time invite all top international organizations to participate, whether it is a killer or a mercenary, whoever gets it When I get to Xingchentie, I will give him all the commission!"

"Boss, are you telling the truth?" The tall and thin man was so shaken by Billion that he almost lost the ability to speak.

"Although I'm not an emperor, I can't make good words, but when have I ever told a lie in a major event!" The boss let out a smoke ring again, "As long as I have money, I don't believe that they don't do their best!"

"Boss, I will definitely get things done!" The tall and thin man was so excited that he almost jumped up. With the backing of the boss's big check, he could finally make a fool of himself in the international world.

After Liu Chen left Yongde Security Company, he suddenly remembered that there was still the reclining chair he brought yesterday in the guard room of the villa.

Although the reclining chairs are not worth much, they can't let those gangsters in the imperial city take advantage of them.

Having made up his mind, he took the car to the villa in Dugu City.

After entering the guard room, I saw Brother Hu, Bagua Nan and two other security guards from the imperial city, and Brother Hu was sitting comfortably on his recliner.

"Get up, my recliner!" Liu Chen said coldly.

"Your? If you call it, will it agree?" Brother Hu said something rascally like Ah Q.

"Go away!" Liu Chen wasn't in a good mood, but when he was hooked by Brother Hu, he immediately became angry.

"Hey, Yongde watchdog, you are not very capable, but you have a big temper!" Brother Hu stood up and teased, "You ran very fast yesterday, did you chase the sniper? Did you kill him? ? Don't run home crying and begging for a hug in fear! Haha..."

The security guards of the other three imperial cities also laughed.

"Do you want to die?" Liu Chen didn't mind beating them up, so that they would live in the shadow of "watchdog" forever.

"I think you want to court death!" Brother Hu's hostility also came up.

The death of his two companions yesterday had greatly stimulated him. ****Training hard, finally reached the B level, but with a gunshot, it turned into a lifeless corpse.

Brother Hu was frightened and even had a nightmare.

Compared with Yongde's little guard, he feels more and more that his companion's death is worthless, and his death is too wronged!The stronger and more motivated companion died, but the lesser and more depraved guard in the same room was still alive and kicking.

God is blind!
Brother Hu wants to beat up the little guard, not only to vent his anger, but also to complain about the two comrades who died in vain!

Brother Hu was about to move, but the gossip man grabbed his waist.

"What are you doing? Let go!"

The gossip man hastily explained: "Brother Hu, this is an extraordinary period, it's not appropriate to stir up trouble, there will be plenty of opportunities to beat him up in the future."

"I'm going to beat up now, I'm going to vent my anger now!" Brother Hu still wanted to do it.

"Brother Hu, if you think about it carefully, the little doorman must be here to get a high salary, which means there is someone behind him, right?" the gossip man asked first.

Brother Hu was impatient: "Say something quickly, and fart quickly!"

"Brother Hu, if you hit him, you will definitely provoke Yongde's people to backlash. If the two families do not manage well, there will be a large-scale conflict. If they are bumped into by Dugu City, it will cause big trouble for the company. In the end, this fire may end If it burns on you, the gain outweighs the loss." The gossip man said "with reason and evidence".

Brother Hu hesitated, his face turned green and pale, and finally let out a cold snort, and let go of his clenched fist.

After watching the self-directed and self-acted play, Liu Chen resisted the reclining chair and left without saying a word.

Walking to the door, he suddenly turned around and said, "That... gossip guy, it's a pity that you don't become a nonsense screenwriter." After finishing speaking, he turned his head and left.

This time it was the gossip man's turn to lose control.

"Who is he? Nonsense? Who dares to be a screenwriter? I..."

The tiger head put his arms around the gossip man's waist, and quickly said: "Calm down, calm down, don't forget, this guy has a background, for the sake of the overall situation, it doesn't matter if you put up with him once, as the old saying goes, a gentleman takes revenge, ten years It's not too late, in the future..."

(End of this chapter)