Unlimited Rewards in Mei Man

Chapter 10 The Commission of the Cross (new book for collection)

"I want to entrust you to kill Sloan?"

really!

Just as he expected!
Russell guessed this when the system popped up the reward information.

"Sloan is the leader of the Brotherhood, and it's not easy to kill him."

"A warm reminder to you, the minimum remuneration for me to make a shot is 35 US dollars. Are you sure you can afford the remuneration for a goal at Sloan's level?"

If it was another killer, with the ability to cross, not to mention becoming a billionaire, it would definitely be no problem to be a multi-millionaire.

But the thing is, frat killers are otherworldly.

In their view, they are the killers of fate, they are the destiny assassins chosen by God.

Assassins of Destiny may sound nice, but God will not pay them.

Compared with other killers of the same level, the frat killer is not poor at 01:30 points.

This can also be seen from the weapons they use every day.

If they hadn't mastered the unscientific shooting technique of throwing guns, they would be a killer organization with insufficient funds at all.

In New York, this kind of killer organization with no money, no equipment, and not enough manpower can find more than a dozen casually.

"I have more than 300 million US dollars and more than 20 high table gold coins. As long as you kill Sloan, these are all yours."

sure!
It seems that you usually do a lot of private work!
The tasks within the Brotherhood are not paid, and a small textile factory cannot have too good employee benefits.

It is already an honor to be able to kill someone for God, and it would be too vulgar to talk about remuneration!

Cross can save more than 300 million U.S. dollars and more than 20 high-table gold coins. You don't need to ask, and you know that these are the rewards he received for private work.

"I'm not interested in knowing what personal grievances you have with Sloan."

"But you should know that even if I accept your commission, after Sloan dies, you will die too."

How those prefixes in front of Russell's killer code name Traveler came from, the cross is very clear.

More than 300 million US dollars and more than 20 high table gold coins are enough to buy Sloan's life.

But for the burning of the office, Russell will definitely make him pay with his life.

This has nothing to do with whether the office was burned by accident. The moment he and the punisher fought in the office, they were destined to pay such a price.

Because this is related to the notoriety that Russell deliberately established, and whether he can continue his ordinary life.

To kill someone in the Continental Hotel, one must be mentally prepared to be killed by the hotel.

Although Russell's firm does not have such express regulations, unspoken rules are also rules.

"I know! After Sloan dies, I will give you my reward and my life!"

Cross said firmly.

Russell didn't speak, but thought quickly.

Although the cross didn't say it, he knew why the cross did it.

Nothing more than to save his "good-for-nothing" son Wesley from the brotherhood.

Wesley clearly has the blood of a lion flowing in his body, but the cross would rather Wesley be a sheep.

His paternal love may be very touching, but Russell does not agree with his thinking.

Which way to go should be left to Wesley to decide.

Instead of letting Wesley suppress his instincts, he would sit in a cubicle and endure the workplace PUA of a super-obese female boss with a cuckold woven by his girlfriend and gay friends.

In this life, security is security.

But also useless enough.

Wesley would not have been fooled so easily by the fraternity if it hadn't been for the cross who had chosen this special "fatherly love" that hid in the next door and watched silently.

So in the final analysis, the situation that the cross is facing now is all caused by himself.

"Pay the reward for killing Sloan first. As for your life, you will pay after Sloan dies."

Russell stated his conditions.

"can!"

Cross didn't bargain, and agreed without hesitation.

"Then what are you waiting for, let's go!"

Russell got up straight away.

"Going right now?"

Cross looked at Russell with some surprise.

"Why, do you still want Sloan to die after breakfast tomorrow?"

What can be done today, Russell will not put it off until tomorrow.

Besides, Diana was expecting him to go back to dinner tonight.

…………

Textile mills along the New Jersey coast.

Brotherhood headquarters.

Russell and Cross drove a car they found casually, parked on the side of the street about a few hundred meters away from the textile factory, and looked at the textile factory with its closed gate.

"How many killers who can throw spears are there?"

Russell asked casually.

Although spear throwing is the signature of the fraternity, it doesn't mean that every killer in the brotherhood can throw spears.

Spear throwing is like an advanced skill and glory, only those elites who have experienced the test are qualified to learn spear throwing.

As for the ability of adrenaline to control it independently, only people with special physiques can master it.

If he remembered correctly, only Cross and Mr. X in the entire fraternity could do it.

As for Wesley, judging from the time when Cross defected to the Brotherhood, he is now either being beaten by a repairman or practicing spear throwing.

To master the autonomous control of adrenaline, he still needs to practice hard.

"Less than ten, including Sloan."

Cross quickly replied.

After speaking, he turned his head to look at Russell, and continued, "What are you going to do?"

"It's very simple. Go in through the main entrance, and kill one at a time until you kill Sloan."

Russell took out the HK P30L and Glock 26 that he carried with him, opened the insurance, held one in each hand, and directly pushed the door to get out of the car.

A frat killer, for the common man, is strong.

For Russell, that's all.

If it weren't for the fact that there was no benefit in dealing with the fraternity, he would have wanted to see the fraternity's spear throwing technique a long time ago.

Wonder Woman's blessing endowed him with a physique far beyond normal people.

Coupled with the ability of venom, he can now be called a flying dragon riding a face against the Brotherhood.

The blessing of Wonder Woman, the venom symbiote, these two rewards are awesome.

If the venom is replaced with anti-venom, it will be a lore, but it is a pity that it cannot be replaced.

But it doesn't matter, Flying Dragon Riding Face will not lose either.

Seeing Russell walking towards the textile factory calmly, the cross's expression became a little ugly.

With so many killers in New York, he chose Russell, not because Russell had the appearance of Azu, but because Russell was strong enough.

Although Russell didn't admit it to the outside world, all the killers in New York knew that he was a person with extraordinary abilities.

A person who is more than 20 meters high in one easy jump, can lift a car with one hand, and runs as fast as a sports car, how can he be an ordinary person.

A glamorous female killer like Perkins will take the initiative to seduce him, not only because of his face and figure, but also his physique that is different from ordinary people.

Cross doesn't mind Russell taking over the fraternity, but the problem is that Wesley is also in the textile factory now.

According to Russell's plan to kill one at a time, there is a high probability that Wesley will become the soul of Russell's gun.

(End of this chapter)