Chapter 486: Retire After This Job, Gamble for $100 Million

On the expressway out of New York.

A Ford Raptor pickup truck is driving slowly, as if it is reluctant to leave.

In the passenger seat of the car.

Butterfly, who has short hair and a hot body, habitually plays with a butterfly knife, and grits her teeth in indignation.

"This guy, the king, is really completely crazy."

"He dared to send his killer team out directly, treating us as his prey, and used such cruel means to kill the mine."

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"I guess... he is afraid that we will dig out some intelligence, or that the members of his poker organization will be directly targeted, and use this method to threaten and deter us."

"After all, after seeing the tragic scene of killing, no one wants to be the next mine."

"Fuck, damn it, my $100 million just slipped away."

For Butterfly's complaint, the poisonous bee who was driving could only sigh, and then said helplessly.

"No way."

"The size of the King's assassin team is simply not comparable to our ordinary teams."

"There are at least a dozen members, and each of them is extremely good at reconnaissance, assassination and proficient in various firearms and weapons. In a one-on-one situation, even I couldn't kill any of them."

"If you continue to stay in New York, the biggest possibility... is not to get a huge reward of 100 million, but to become the next mine, and be slaughtered and sent to the underground assassin dark web to deter other professional killers in New York City."

"Although we love money, compared to life, money is not worth mentioning."

Speaking of this.

The poisonous bee stopped talking, looked at the butterfly next to him with anger in his eyes, and seemed to be still angry about not getting 100 million US dollars, and sighed helplessly again.

Then he looked at the curly hair in the back seat through the rearview mirror in the car and said slowly.

"Curly, how is it?"

"Did the other party transfer money to us?"

"Given the wealth of the Morgan Consortium, it stands to reason that since they are asking us for money, they should transfer money in a short time."

"Although we can't get $100 million, five million is enough for us to live comfortably for a long time."

Hearing this.

Curly, who had just put down his phone, immediately picked up his phone to check it.

The next second.

"Ding Dong---"

The phone received a notification sound of a new text message, and suddenly remembered it.

Curly clicked on the text message and took a look. A surprised expression immediately appeared on his face. He patted the back seat of the main driver's seat and said excitedly.

"It's here, it's here."

"The five million dollar reward has been credited."

"It's really the same as what the poisonous bee boss said. Since the Morgan Consortium has asked for the bank card number, they really don't waste time transferring money."

Hearing that five million dollars had been credited.

Butterfly, who was originally dissatisfied and angry, finally eased a little and nodded.

"Indeed."

"Our team has completed so many bounties."

"Even for those small figures with hundreds of thousands of dollars, the employers have never been so straightforward. Basically, they need to wait for a long time before paying the money."

"Some employers even need us to threaten their lives before they are willing to pay the bounty for completing the task."

"As a result, now the Morgan Consortium even gives a bounty of 5 million dollars so straightforwardly."

"The more I think about it, the more I feel unwilling. It's really a damn king, a bitch, who uses such a disgusting and cruel way to intimidate and persuade us to retreat."

After receiving 5 million dollars.

The expression on Poison Bee's face also eased a lot, and he didn't seem to care too much as he explained.

"There's nothing we can do, Butterfly."

"If all the professional killers in the United States come to New York to dig up information about the poker organization, they will definitely be found no matter how they hide."

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"If we want to completely eliminate this danger, using sufficiently fierce means to scare us away is undoubtedly the best choice."

"Unfortunately... the killer team controlled by the king just happens to have this ability."

"However, it's easy to get these five million dollars, which is a pretty good result..."

Before Poison Bee finished speaking.

The curly hair sitting in the back row suddenly leaned forward and slapped the driver's seat hard, saying hurriedly with surprise and nervousness.

"Wait...wait, Poison Bee boss."

"The person from the Morgan Consortium just sent me another new message."

"It said...that he can directly transfer 100 million US dollars to us, but we need to be bait to help lure out the members of the King's killer team."

"What does he mean? Is he going to attack the King's killer team?"

As soon as this was said,

Venom Bee, who was driving away from New York, suddenly stepped on the brakes hard and immediately turned to look at Curly in the back seat, as if he had heard it wrong, and said.

"Curly, what did you just say?"

"The Morgan Consortium wants to spend $100 million to let us be bait to lure out the King's assassin team?"

"Is he... going to use their way of killing landmines to retaliate against the King's assassin team?"

"Too dangerous."

"The 100 million dollars is not as easy to earn as you think, and you may lose your life at any time."

Curly, who was sitting in the back seat, was indeed still very excited and hurriedly took over the conversation.

"Venom Bee Boss."

"Maybe it's not that big of a risk. The other party said they can definitely guarantee our safety. This is the promise of the Morgan consortium."

"The other party said they would only give me one minute to think about it. If it exceeds the estimate, I will find someone else..."

"So what about the promise of the Morgan Consortium?" Venomous Bee immediately interrupted Curly Hair's follow-up words and replied solemnly and coldly.

"At the feet of every rising conglomerate, there are piles of bones of the dead who were killed or exploited."

"Being targeted by many top professional killers, I don't think...the promise of the Morgan consortium has any effect. It is most likely just a blank check."

The words fell.

Butterfly, who was sitting next to him, suddenly turned sideways and tugged on Venomous Bee's collar, speaking extremely seriously.

"Venomous bee."

"We are professional killers. Do you think there is no risk at all, and others will let you earn this hundred million dollars?"

"Besides, I have been with you for so many years. Which bounty mission is without risks?"

"I still have a scar on my stomach. It's not a caesarean section wound like other women, but a wound stabbed in by our mission target with a dagger."

"Risk? Isn't this a risk?"

"As long as we finish this job, we can retire directly and no longer do this kind of profession where our heads are tied to our belts."

"Venom Bee, I want to retire and enjoy life, do you understand?"

Look at Butterfly's seriously trembling eyes.

The poisonous bee couldn't help but fell silent, and didn't even dare to look directly into the butterfly's eyes.

The profession of assassin is inherently risky. You may fail the mission and die at any time. Now that there is such a good opportunity for a huge bounty, do you really want to give up?

Butterfly and Curly Hair have been following him for so long. Will they have to walk on the rope in the bounty room all the time for those small bounties?

If you want to make a lot of money and retire, this is indeed the best opportunity.

This moment.

The poisonous bee seemed to have made up its mind, looking at the butterfly with firm and sharp eyes, and spoke seriously.

"Then let's fight together once."

"After we finish this job, we will retire directly and stay away from this dangerous industry."

"Curly, reply to him immediately. We accept this task. I hope...it hasn't exceeded the one-minute deadline..."