Chapter 41: Fifty million lives

As an international metropolis, Shen Hai has been known as the Demon City since the 1920s and 1930s. Under the glamorous appearance of the metropolis, there are many unknown darkness. Countless dark professions coexist with the prosperity of this metropolis. Urban mercenaries, or professional killers, are the representatives of this dark profession.

"As these days, life is becoming less and less valuable!" Lao Hei often sighed.

Lao Hei has been working in the city mercenary industry for more than ten years. He has witnessed the income from murder, from a senior gold-collar worker to the level of an ordinary migrant worker. He has not made much money by accepting a business once. Of course, the so-called "not making a few money" can be made tens of thousands of yuan for a ticket. However, compared with the high risks of this profession, this amount of money is far from enough.

"I've done high-risk, high-tech work. Just this amount of money is not enough to maintain firearms." Lao Hei was very dissatisfied with his current income level. He believed that his efforts had not received the rewards he deserved.

However, Lao Hei had no objection to the goal of this time. 50 million, that would be a full 50 million! If it were replaced by an old man, he would have buried him alive. When he first heard of such a task, he thought someone was joking. He had been in this industry for a long time, only knowing that the highest mission in history was only 5 million. However, after repeated confirmation, it was indeed a 50 million murder mission.

When Lao Hei saw the photo of the mission target, he was even more stunned. The 50 million mission was actually a beautiful little girl of thirteen or fourteen years old. However, after seeing the girl's specific information, he understood the reason why this mission was so high. The godfather of the mafia was indeed worth the price. After knowing the girl's identity, Lao Hei had decided to give up. The revenge of the Mafia family was not something he could afford. However, a few days later, the information obtained from special channels made him dispel the idea.

"I'm afraid of a bird for a mafia family that is about to be destroyed!" Lao Hei was cruel and took on this task.

After keeping a long eye at the door of "Elicanton Private Middle School", Lao Hei also knew that he was not the only one who took on this task. After all, this task was released through public channels, aimed at the entire industry. The terrifying reward was enough to attract all the urban mercenaries in Shen Hai. These people were probably like him, waiting for the emergence of the first bird. Such a big target, without strong force protection, would be really strange.

Everyone understands the principle of shooting a bird with a gun.

Du Xiaochuan clearly felt that the atmosphere at the Eliton school gate was extremely strange. The moment the blue came out of the school gate, this feeling became even more obvious. Several obscure murderous intent flashed at this moment.

"It seems that something happened." Du Xiaochuan's extraordinary sense of keenness reminded him that the atmosphere was unusual.

The blue color gives people a very haggard feeling. The feeling of not recovering from the serious illness makes people feel pitiful. I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but she is careful every step she takes, as if she will fall into a trap that will never be restored. What makes Du Xiaochuan strange is that he did not find the existence of bodyguards around him.

"How could there be no bodyguard around you at this time?" A question flashed through Du Xiaochuan's mind.

"Do you have a bodyguard around you?" It's not just Du Xiaochuan, this question flashed in the minds of all the killers hiding nearby.

"How is this possible? Is it a trap?" Lao Hei's heart beat violently.

Lao Hei knew very well that it was impossible for an independent city mercenary like himself to gain benefits from such a big task. If he guessed correctly, the large gang in Shenhaili must have gathered a large number of people and organized strict personnel to take on the task.

Lao Hei hesitated at the door of "Elicanton Private Middle School": "I'm asking for wealth and honor in danger, should I test it? I'll see what's going on! If I can succeed, then 50 million..."

At some point, a willow-leaf flying knife appeared in Lao Hei's hands. "Eliton Private Middle School" is in the center of the city, and no one dares to use thermal weapons here because it is almost equivalent to standing on the opposite side of the government. Moreover, those who go to school here are either rich or noble. If there is a fire, they will be revenge from the entire upper class. No one can bear this consequence. For Lao Hei, who has no firepower support, there is no better opportunity than this.

"Did it." Lao Hei felt cruel and prepared to be the first to be a leader.

Just as Lao Hei made up his mind, Du Xiaochuan seemed to feel something. He rushed out suddenly and stood in front of the blue.

"At the sudden emergence of someone in front of me, Blue was shocked: "It's you!"

Wearing a black suit, like the numerous bodyguards at the entrance of "Eliton High School", Lao Hei was not conspicuous. However, a willow knife with a length of palm and thin paper appeared in his hand. As if he was being slapped by someone walking, Lao Hei naturally slid two steps in the blue direction. As if he was about to remove the tripped momentum, Lao Hei hid the knife and helped him towards the blue position.

Looking at the gesture, it was the blue neck.

"hiss."

The sound of the blade tearing the rag sounded in front of Lao Hei.

Before he could react, Lao Hei found that there was a figure in front of the target. His lancet slid on the man at once.

"Damn it, is it a plainclothes bodyguard?" Old Heiyan cursed.

Fifty million was right in front of him, so Lao Hei naturally didn't want to let go. He used all his strength to the knife just now. After being slashed on him like this, he would definitely lose any ability to resist.

"Speedly fight, 50 million! But it seems that something has been ignored." Lao Hei, who was excited by 50 million, suddenly had such an idea in his mind.

But soon, Lao Hei threw out this idea that affected his concentration. If he calmed down, he would think that the knife just now did not feel the touch of cutting the flesh and blood.

"Can you still move?" Lao Hei became suspicious of his sword technique.

After stabbing, Lao Hei had time to look at the guy he thought was a plainclothes bodyguard. The plainclothes bodyguard was a little thin, only seventeen or eighteen years old, with a student-like look. This image was a bit beyond Lao Hei's expectations, but he didn't care much about it.

Since one knife was not solved, let's take another knife. The willow blade rolled in Lao Hei's hand again, flashing with a hint of cold light.

Seeing the bodyguard's actions, a hint of ridicule appeared on the old black face: "I actually took my knife with my hand. Is this guy's brain problem?"

But then, Lao Hei's smile froze on his face. The lancet struck the man's finger, but why was the plainclothes bodyguard's hand safe? His lancet was made of special alloy. If he used all his strength, half a centimeter thick pig iron would be cut off.

Can human fingers be harder than pig iron?
Chapter completed!