Africa, Wolf Tooth Killer Headquarters, Dream Grassland.

Apollo, Tony, and Jossen gathered in the lavish council chamber.

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

Lone wolf, it is rumored that its strength is infinitely close to the S-level, because it only takes on single missions, so it is an A-level killer, in the past 20 years of the killer career, the mission success rate is as high as ninety, and the number of tasks is the highest on the list.

Within the organization, the lone wolf can be called a high-quality and trustworthy killer, and his death is undoubtedly a great loss to the wolf's fangs, but it is not unbearable.

"Any specific news?" asked Jossen.

"Yes. Tony flipped through a few faxes.

"The employer said that they didn't know where the lone wolf was located, and everyone understood that, and the lone wolf style was like that. ”

"On the night of the failed first mission, the lone wolf lost contact. The next day, the employer found the suspected location of the lone wolf in a police bulletin - a detached house that had been burned down, and after investigation, some residues confirmed the employer's suspicions. ”

"What about the corpses?" asked Jossen.

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

"Who killed the lone wolf, does the employer have an investigation?" asked Jossen again.

Tony shook his head, "Employers only care when they can get their hands on Stellar Iron. ”

There was silence again.

"As I said, this mission can only succeed, not fail. Apollo grimaced.

"I've sent the mad wolf. Tony replied.

Mad Wolf, an S-class killer, is most likely to become an SS-class killer within the organization, with a mission success rate of up to 100%.

Apollo thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

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

At the same time, in a splendid hall with golden walls somewhere in China, the Maitreya Buddha-like boss was still trapped in the sofa, and the tall and thin man who was an assistant was kneeling and sweating coldly.

"The top international killer organization of bullshit, the tone is quite high, but it dies quietly, anticlimactic!" The boss said lightly.

"Boss, Wolf Fang said, they've sent S-class killers over. "Tall and skinny, hurry up.

"Didn't you say that Wolf Fang has the only SSS-class killer? Why didn't you send it over? I'm afraid I won't be able to pay it?" asked the boss curiously.

"It is said that the SSS-class killer died unexpectedly during a mission. "The tall and skinny man still did a lot of homework.

"Then there should be an SS-class killer, why only one S-class killer was sent?" there was already dissatisfaction in the boss's tone.

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

He didn't dare to repeat such an answer.

He also understands that the boss knows the answer.

"Hehe, the top international killer organization is tall, and they look down on me, a turtle in China!" The boss took a hard sip of the cigar in his hand and spit out a big smoke ring.

"Tell me Wolf Fang, I'm not satisfied with their efficiency! For this reason, I decided to raise the mercenaries to one billion dollars, and at the same time invite all the top international organizations to participate, whether it is a killer or a mercenary, whoever gets the Star Iron, I will give him all the commissions!"

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

"Although I'm not an emperor and can't do it, when have I ever told a lie in a major matter!" the boss spit out a smoke ring again, "As long as there is money, I don't believe they don't do their best!"

"Boss, I'll get things done!" The tall and thin man was so excited that he almost jumped up, and with the boss's big check as a backing, he was finally able to fake the tiger in the international world.

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

Although the recliner is not valuable, it can't let the **** in the imperial city take advantage.

The idea was certain, so he took the car to the villa in Dugu City.

When he entered the guard room, he saw Brother Hu, the gossip man and the other two security guards of the imperial city, and Brother Hu was sitting comfortably on his recliner.

"Get up, my chaise longue!" Liu Chen said with a cold face.

"Yours, you call it, will it say yes?" Brother Tiger said a scoundrel like Ah Q.

"Get out!" Liu Chen's mood was not good, but when he was hooked by Brother Hu, he suddenly became angry.

"Yo, Yongde watchdog, his skills are not good, and his temper is quite big!" Brother Tiger stood up and teased, "You ran very fast yesterday, did you chase the sniper? Did you kill him? Don't cry in fear and run home to ask for a hug! Haha......"

The other three Imperial City security guards also laughed.

"Do you want to die?" Liu Chen didn't mind beating them up and letting them live forever in the shadow of the "watchdog".

"I think you're looking for death!" Brother Tiger's anger also came up.

The death of his two companions yesterday was a great irritation to him. After hard training, it was not easy to reach the B level, but when a gunshot rang out, it turned into a lifeless corpse.

Brother Tiger was frightened and even had nightmares.

Compared with Yongde's little doorman, he felt more and more that his companion had died worthless, and he had died too wronged! The powerful and more motivated companion died, but the little doorman who was in the same room, with low strength and even more depravity, was still alive and kicking.

God is blind!

Brother Tiger wants to beat up the little doorman, not only to get angry, but also to hold grievances for the two companions who died in vain!

Brother Tiger was about to move, but he was hugged by the gossip man.

"What?

The gossip man hurriedly explained: "Brother Tiger, this is an extraordinary time, it is not appropriate to provoke trouble, and there will be opportunities to beat him in the future." ”

"I'm going to beat me now, I'm going to get angry now!" Brother Hu still wanted to do it.

"Brother Hu, if you think about it carefully, the little doorman can appear here, he must be here to rub off on the high salary, which means that there is someone behind him, right?" the gossip man asked first.

Brother Tiger was impatient: "If you have something to say, say it quickly, and if you have a fart, let it go!"

"Brother Hu, if you beat him, it will definitely provoke Yongde's people to rebound, if the two families don't get it right, there will be a large-scale conflict, if they are bumped into by Dugucheng, it will cause big trouble for the company, and in the end, this fire may burn on you, and the gains outweigh the losses. The gossip man said that it was "reasonable".

Brother Tiger hesitated, his face turned pale, and finally snorted coldly and let go of his clenched fist.

After watching this self-directed play, Liu Chen didn't say a word, stood up on the recliner and left.

When I walked to the door, I suddenly turned around and said, "That...... Gossip man, it's a shame that you shouldn't be a screenwriter who talks nonsense. With that, he turned around and left.

This time it's gossip man's turn to get out of control.

"Who the hell is talking nonsense? Who doesn't dare to be a screenwriter? I ......"

The tiger head hugged the waist of the gossip man, and hurriedly said: "Dissipate the gas, dissipate the gas, don't forget, this guy has a background, for the sake of the overall situation, why put up with him once, as the old saying goes, a gentleman takes revenge, ten years is not too late, and it will ...... in the future."