Chapter 487 Number 10's Dream, the Second Assassin Team Begins Action

At the same time.

In the beach resort villa on Staten Island.

"Knock-knock-knock--"

A series of rapid knocks on the door woke up No. 10, who had just fallen asleep.

Having done something bad, No. 10 immediately felt that his actions were exposed, and quickly took out the pistol hidden in the pillow.

The next second.

Noticing that his phone, which was charging next to him, did not show any signs of movement, and no one came to his locked room.

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He exhaled a breath of turbid air, and when he was about to speak, K's serious words rang out.

"No. 10."

"Are you awake? We must hurry to leave this villa."

"Q's identity has been exposed. This beach villa is no longer safe. We must leave here and go somewhere else."

"Oh, okay, okay." No. 10 put the pistol back and continued to answer.

"Brother K, I'll go downstairs after I get dressed and come right away."

After that.

No. 10 did not choose to get dressed immediately, but picked up the phone that was charging at the bedside.

After sending the secret information, she waited for a while, but since she didn't receive a reply from the other party, she lay down on the bed to rest.

Now several hours have passed, there should be a response, right?

If the Morgan Consortium is not willing to take out even 5 million US dollars, then there is no need for her to prepare subsequent plans.

Just when No. 10 opened the private message interface of the underground killer dark web with this idea in mind.

Two surprising private messages instantly caught her eyes.

The other party not only asked her to provide her bank card number, but also hoped that...she could continue to provide valuable information.

There was no hesitation at all.

No. 10 immediately sent the bank card number and started to put on clothes, preparing to evacuate the beach villa with J, Q, and K.

But before she put on her clothes, the notification sound of the new message came.

No. 10 quickly picked up the phone and took a look, and found that...500 US dollars had been credited to the account. From the time she sent the bank card number to the time she received the money, it took less than a minute.

Being able to transfer money so quickly means that... even if I get a bounty of 1.4 billion US dollars, the other party will not refuse to pay the US dollars.

With the arrogance of the Morgan Consortium, it will not do such a thing that damages its reputation.

1.4 billion US dollars.

1.4 billion US dollars.

If I open that cosmetic surgery hospital, how long will it take to make so much money?

Thinking of this.

No. 10, who was originally a little uneasy, instantly became firm and immediately put on her lolita clothes.

Pulling her face with her hands, she returned to her previous... timid and afraid of being liquidated.

After arriving at the living room of the villa.

I found that J, Q, and K had already packed up, and then hurriedly stood aside obediently, lowering my head and not daring to look at them.

Seeing No. 10 coming down, K spoke without hesitation.

"Let's go."

"This place is no longer safe."

"Since Rainey called specifically, it means that the information must have been exposed. Hurry up and leave, don't let the dog smell the smell and block you in this villa."

Hearing these words,

Q, wearing a suit that was easy to move in, looked around the villa he bought, took a deep breath and said with some loss and emotion.

"It's really not safe."

"When I was in the welfare home, my dream was to buy a villa near the sea and listen to the sound of the waves every day."

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"Although I bought the seaside villa I had been dreaming of with the help of the professor, I was so busy that I didn't live in it many times."

"Now... even this place is not safe."

Retracting his gaze.

Q looked at K very seriously, and then asked with some concern and doubt.

"K."

"The current situation outside is very complicated. Have you found a more suitable place? I don't have any good places to offer."

"If you don't hide well this time, there will be a lot of problems later."

Regarding Q's concerns.

K nodded confidently and answered immediately.

"Don't worry, Q."

"I just called Riley and asked him to help provide a safe place to stay."

"You know... Riley, who has a lot of dollars in his pocket, has a lot of hidden places in New York, enough for us to hide until this is over."

"And, in the call with Rennie just now, he also said... The biggest threat at the moment should be over soon, and those people are probably fleeing New York at the fastest speed."

Speaking of this.

K suddenly remembered... Number 10, who was bowing his head beside him, didn't know that the Morgan Consortium was offering a huge reward of US dollars for them.

It is estimated that the conversation just now made Number 10 confused at the moment. Looking at Number 10 who seemed to be still blaming himself, K couldn't help but speak gently.

"By the way, Number 10."

"What was your dream when you were in the orphanage?"

This question.

Number 10 was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect K to ask him about this, and then raised his head to look at K, showing a bright smile, and whispered.

"I don't have as big a dream as Miss Q."

"When I was in the welfare home, I didn't have enough food or clothes, so I thought... I would have endless clothes to wear and endless dollars to spend when I grow up."

"The teacher and the poker organization changed my fate, so I have always respected him and cherished the poker organization we built together."

These words seemed to be sincere.

K felt a little unspeakable, and he reached out and gently touched No. 10's head, saying slowly and gently.

"When this matter is over, your dream will come true."

"Now hurry up and go, let's go to Riley's other hidden residence."

......

Nine o'clock in the morning.

This is the working time for most people on Wall Street.

And at a street corner three kilometers away from Wall Street, when a Morgan consortium executive in an expensive suit.

Carrying a briefcase in one hand and adjusting his gold tie in the other, he walked out of the expensive apartment where he lived and prepared to drive to the Morgan Building.

"Bang--"

The sharp sound of a heavy sniper rifle.

Instantly, it sounded from the top of a nearby high-rise building. A bullet with terrifying destructive power, at a speed that could not be captured by the naked eye, broke through the air barrier and rushed directly to the consortium executive who was opening the car door.

"Bang--"

A crisp sound like a watermelon being blown up followed by the sound of a sniper rifle, and a headless corpse collapsed to the ground as if it had lost its strength.

The hyena, who had been lying on the rooftop waiting for several hours, picked up the small intercom tied to his collar and gave an unquestionable order.

"The target has been solved."

"Everyone evacuate immediately, don't stay for a moment, and start looking for the next target."

At this moment.

The second assassin team arranged by the king began their mission...