Cold.

Anyway, Baker has no friendship with Black Caesar, so what if he dies, or is he banned by the Intercontinental Hotel like Wesley after the destruction of Damocles?

It's none of your business.

Baker was not interested in running to get involved in the matter when he knew the Red Devils had ulterior motives.

As long as Damocles doesn't come to provoke him.

There is also a message from the Red Devils, in a word, he already knows what Jairo Moulton has in his hands, welcome to ask for a quote in private chat.

Baker raised an eyebrow.

What the hell are the Red Devils doing, they don't think this will make him change his mind, right?

If that's the case, Baker feels that the Red Devils' evaluation in his mind is likely to be lowered by several notches.

That's when it happened.

The phone in Baker's arms vibrate.

Take it out and take a look.

Ooh!

Death notice.

On the Intercontinental Hotel APP, a notice for registered assassins popped up.

A killer has taken over an assassination mission against the CEO of Damocles' company, that is, Stupid Pig Brut.

Assassinating a CEO who runs an Assassin business is, of course, different from assassinating other goals.

InterContinental will not prevent registered Assassins from harming the owner of the Assassin Enterprise, but must inform InterContinental in advance.

InterContinental will post a similar death notice.

In any case, the assassin's assassination of the CEO, in the eyes of the Intercontinental Hotel, was akin to an employee's attempt to assassinate a capitalist.

This is what all capitalists want to avoid, they want employees who are obedient, not able to storm and kill them at any moment.

But that's the end of the preferential treatment given by InterContinental.

After all, the assassin industry is different from other industries, and it is not good not to kill them, or to ignore them, so they can only choose a way to balance the two.

Send out notices in advance so that you can be prepared, if you still hang up in this way, then you are not a qualified capitalist.

If Baker had decided to assassinate the stupid pig, he would have informed the Intercontinental Hotel according to the rules.

So......

Who took the task?

Baker touched his chin and thought to himself that if nothing else, it must have something to do with the Red Devils.

It must have been the Red Devils who took the information Baker had told him, and then found a heavyweight assassin to make a deal.

Who could it be?

Baker frowned.

Barb?

Baker shook his head, Aegis, like the League of Assassins, already knew that Baker had this thing in his hands, so it was impossible to make a deal with the Red Devils.

Some front-faced assassins with heads and faces?

That's even more impossible, it's not that Baker is boasting, he has already told the Assassin circle a truth with his own style.

Don't be an enemy of him, because if you can't kill him with one blow, your whole family will go to Mephisto to report in order.

But those unknown little people?

Baker wanted to laugh, not to mention those unknown little people who wanted to take orders, even if they wanted to find a task, it was estimated that they would not see the Red Devils.

Then the question arises.

Who could it be?

Ding dong!

Baker raised an eyebrow and clicked on a text message sent from the communicator that came with the InterContinental app.

The content of the newsletter is simple.

"Do the Red Devils really know what you've got?" The sender, Perkins, is Barbara, who is undercover in the Assassin circle.

Baker thought for a moment and sent a text message: "Yes, I told him." ”

Barbara's quick reply: "......"

Baker smiled and quit the app without caring about it.

This so-called death notice should have been directed and acted by the Red Devils, because Baker couldn't imagine anyone who would dare to take this order.

A week later.

After the timeline crossed 04 years and entered 05 years, the death notice hanging on the Intercontinental Hotel was also revoked.

Stupid Pig Brut is alive and well.

This proves Baker's suspicion that this is the third time that the Red Devils have tried to tempt Baker to make a move.

It's a pity that Baker wasn't fooled at all.

Soon.

The news of the assassination of Duncan Wiezla, the Black Caesar, who was supposed to retire at the end of January, in his riverside cabin in Three Oaks, instantly spread throughout the Assassin community.

At the same time as it.

The appearance of the young assassins who assassinated Black Caesar and was counter-killed was also exposed, completely confirming that Damocles Enterprises had been assassinating those soon-to-be retired assassins with the intention of embezzling pensions.

During the revelation of the incident, many assassins expressed their disdain for the actions of the Damocles enterprise.

You still swallow the money that everyone uses their lives to earn, and you really don't plan to eat at all.

However, the five high tables of the InterContinental Hotel have not been silent.

It's like, you're making trouble, you're making trouble, it's over, I'm coming out to speak.

Everyone's eyes fell on the Black Caesar, who had been assassinated, and they wanted to know what Black Caesar would choose.

It's like Wesley fighting back.

Still is......

Silent and chose to reconcile with Damocles Enterprises.

Baker is also watching.

But......

Baker's focus is not on the Black Caesar, he is on the Red Devils who want exactly what they want from the Damocles Enterprise.

For this.

Baker sent the bald eagle Codo to Washington, D.C., to hover directly over the Damocles corporate headquarters for 24-hour surveillance.

However, when Cordo the Bald Eagle had just arrived in Washington, D.C., Baker had left for Washington, D.C. after receiving a phone call.

January 20th, 05.

Morning.

On a park bench in front of the Lincoln Memorial.

Baker took a sip of his coffee and watched as he got out of the car on the side of the road, wearing a hat, long curly blonde hair, and a red coat, like a fiery beauty.

Vivien.

It's called Vivian, an executive at Damocles Corporation.

Yesterday Baker received a call from Vivian, as for why Vivien had his call.

It's a bit of a long story.

In a word......

Despite her beauty, Vivien looked like a skeleton in Baker's eyes.

The reason is simple.

Vivien was in the Assassin circle, in the words of the Eastern Kingdom, that is, she was known to be charity with her delicate flesh.

Baker had no interest in such a person.

"Good morning, hero."

"Good morning."

Although Baker was not interested in Vivien, he was polite, and after saying hello, Baker said directly: "Say, come to me for something." ”

Vivien laughed, brushed her hair, and came with a nice smell, "I want to ask you to help me solve a problem." ”

Baker laughed and looked at Vivien, "Black Caesar? ”

Vivien nodded.

……