Chapter 44: The Fat House Must Be Fat

John pondered for a moment, and instead of answering immediately, he asked, "Vivian, I remember that the company still has more than 8.2 million dollars in pension that has not been paid to me, right?" Brut when is he going to give me the check? ”

Such a large pension is what John wants, and everything else is fake. After all, the small goal of buying an island is not something that can be completed after the end of the story, and every money that should be obtained cannot be let go.

Vivien: "John, don't be a crying baby, although everyone in the company must retire until the age of fifty, your retirement contract Brut hasn't signed yet, so theoretically you're still an employee of the company. ”

John's face immediately turned cold, "What does he mean, Brunt?" ”

How can people on this plane be like this? They don't see the coffin and don't cry. If you don't suffer a little, if you don't get experience from my corpse, and if you expose your equipment, you won't know how powerful I am.

I really don't want to upgrade, but there are always people who want to mess with me and don't make me feel better.

Vivien touched John's hand and persuaded him with good words: "Brut just wants you to help the company again, this revenge operation, we need more sophisticated, more experienced, and more powerful people." None of those young people can do it, only you, the Black Caesar, can take on this responsibility. John, for my sake, strike again, just once. You're retired, wouldn't it be nice to make an extra million dollars? ”

John looked at her blue eyes, "I'll tell you the truth, even if Brut comes to beg me personally, even if the honorarium is raised to two million dollars, I won't accept this order." ”

Vivien gritted her teeth, "Two million beautiful knives!" $1,000,000 upfront and $1,000,000 within 24 hours after completion. ”

John: "Deal!" Send the target's information to the company's server, and I will do it immediately after receiving the advance. Also, thank you for the champagne and steak. ”

Looking at John's departing back, it took a long time for Vivien to come back to her senses, "How did this old guy become like this now, the older he gets, the more flavorful and interesting." ”

She pulled out her phone and made a call.

"Hey, Brunt, John has promised. You get a million dollars ready as soon as possible, and he will do things when he receives the money...... Well, I know, I'll delay paying him for two days, Belarusian Pedro GonzΓ‘lez you arrange it, that's it......"

Vivien sighed, "John, I'm sorry, I was forced too. ”

……

John left the restaurant and drove to New York.

He remembered that Marcus had been in the industry for about the same time as himself, was about the same age, and should have recently retired.

Marcus is also a veteran killer, and his record is quite brilliant, and his pension is certainly not as high as mine, but it is certainly not low.

John wanted to know if Brut was withholding his pension alone, or if everyone was being deducted.

He promised Vivian that he would take the order just slowly, and he didn't want to fall out with the company, after all, there were more than 8.2 million American knives in the hands of others, and many things didn't have to be done so desperately before it was time to tear his face.

If you go up, you will collect people's experience, and the mob equipment, this is no longer a person, it's almost like a madman, right?

Just like in the legend of the year, in the journey online game, whoever didn't like the eye would kill people and rob them, and the blue and red of the mob's inventory provoked a guild......

If you do it like in an online game, sooner or later you will provoke the world, and there is no strength to challenge the world at present.

The ancients attacked cities and plundered land, and they also had to be famous. Violating the land also has to be concocted to be charged.

Even the ancients understood the truth, and of course John knew better.

Don't mess with me, everyone is fine.

Mess with me, you're dead.

I'm honest, I really don't want to do such a thing as touching a corpse.

John was driving while calling Marcus, who was in New York.

"Hey, Marcus, are you home now? There's something I want to ask you...... I remember you seem to be retired too, did Brut sign your contract? Signed?! Congratulations! Are you going to pick up a check at headquarters tomorrow? More than 6.7 million US dollars! Not a lot. I...... My contract is a little cumbersome...... Well, I'll go to your house now, wait for me, let's have a good drink with two old guys. ”

John hung up the phone, relieved.

Maybe Brut didn't sign my contract so that I could do another job before I retired.

……

New York.

It was already dark when John drove to the Marcus apartment.

John went up and rang the doorbell.

But I didn't respond for a long time.

"Hey, Marcus, are you home?"

John yelled and knocked on the door several more times, but there was still no response.

"It's weird, I called Marcus to come to his house for a drink, why is there no one now?"

John tried to call Marcus's cell phone again, but although he was able to get through, no one answered, and he could vaguely hear the phone ringing in the house.

Something is wrong!

John immediately activated the trait [Demon Derivation] to explore the energy in the house......

Looking through the wall, you can faintly see that there is a faint red color inside, which is almost dissipating.

Not good!

John immediately forced the door open, and the smell of gas came out.

He coughed a few times, immediately opened the window, followed the smell and turned off the kitchen gas valve, and saw Marcus lying on the floor with his apron still tied on, and the cutting board with a half-cut carrot.

John crouched down and put his arm around Marcus' neck.

The old guy was hopeless, the heat was almost gone, and the heat sensing could barely detect the red on his body.

There is no doubt that someone killed Marcus on my way here, and disguised the scene to create the illusion of gas poisoning.

But John, through his characteristic [Acuity], increased his sense of smell by three hundred percent, and smelled the smell of drugs left in the air, and the smell of as many as five people, and there were two women in it, and the smell of women and men was still very different.

"It seems that Marcus was cooking at home when he was suddenly attacked by the killer team. He resisted for a while, but was ultimately defeated......"

There were traces of a fight in the living room, and although it had been removed, a master like John could still see it.

Although Marcus used to be a master, the years are unforgiving, and when he gets older, his ability naturally regresses, and it is normal to be outnumbered. Unlike John, who has a system, his ability does not regress but increases.

"Marcus died the day before he got his pension...... It's a bit weird......"

Marcus is a veteran killer with countless blood on his hands, and revenge is inevitable, and it is impossible to find out who killed him.

But the biggest beneficiary of Marcus's death at this time is the company, and the company will not have to pay a huge pension of more than 6.7 million US dollars.

"Perhaps...... Brut deliberately didn't sign my contract and didn't let me retire, and he did the same thing......"

John doesn't know much about Brunt, he has been working under the former president Michael for so many years, John always thought that after Michael stepped down, the general manager Vivian would take the position, but he didn't expect that it was the fat house that finally took the position......

John: "Since I've already taken the order from Pedro Gonzalez of Belarus, I might as well make this order in advance and see what tricks that fat house dares to play...... If you dare to provoke me, I will slaughter it, and the fat house must be very fat. ”