On the dark street, Nakano Yota walked unsteadily on the street with a bottle of wine in his hand. His expression was stiff and confused, and his eyes were dull and muddy, as if he was really a drunkard.
But in the depths of his eyes, there was a glimmer of light. From time to time, he would steal a glance at the store with the Rising Sun (Rising Sun) sign not far away.
The shutter of the store had been closed, but a few rays of light could still be seen through the gap. It was obvious that the people inside were busy settling accounts and stocking up on goods. What Nakano Yota was going to do next was to stuff the bomb in the wine bottle into the store before the security guards could react.
It didn't matter even if he failed. As long as the bomb exploded in front of the store, he would still be able to earn a generous sum of gold duns.
Atlanta's underground world had just released a big order. Blowing up a store of Rising Sun Electronics Retail Company would earn 500,000 gold duns. Blowing it up in front of the store would earn 200,000 gold duns. If he could cause a shooting incident, he would earn 50,000 gold duns.
It had been a long time since Nakano Yota had seen a mission with such a generous reward. A month ago, when a war broke out between Blood Hand and a certain faction in the East District, there had been quite a number of employment commissions from the Cardinal Club. They asked him to shoot up Blood Hand's store without any casualties. Each job would earn 20,000 to 30,000 gold duns. Unfortunately, at that time, he had misgivings about Blood Hand's influence and didn't dare to accept it.
But who would have thought that the powerful Antonio, who had more than a dozen branches of Blood Hand, would be defeated so easily? Even Edwin Antonio himself was said to have been killed, which made Nakano Yota extremely regretful.
But this time, he was sure that Xuri Company was just a rising electronics retailer in the City of Atlanta. It didn't have much of a background.
Besides, Nakano Yota also knew the background of the big boss who had issued the employment commission. He was an intelligence dealer employed by the Cardiff Group in the underground world.
It was obvious that the poor company had been targeted by a giant like the Cardiff Group. That Mr. Yves Cadivan was about to send his rival to hell.
As the distance between them grew shorter, Yota Nakano staggered unsteadily, as though he would fall to the ground at any moment.
Just as the rolling gate was within reach, the necklace he wore in front of his chest suddenly began to heat up. Yota Nakano was stunned for a while, but then he continued to move forward as if nothing had happened. When he passed by the store, he didn't move at all. When he turned into an alley in the south, he frowned and took out a mobile phone from the mini space bracelet he was wearing.
"Nakano, there was a sniper targeting you just now. Come back, we're abandoning the mission. Something's not right. "
"Sniper?"
Yota Nakano frowned and looked around. "Do you know which direction it is? Can you get rid of him? A life should be able to be exchanged for some money, right? "
"Bullshit! Life is more important than money. I suggest you get out of the alley and look to our east. "
"Hmm?"
"The Cardiff Group's storage center has been burned down. The whole city can see the fire now."
The voice on the other side of the phone was tinged with fear. "Up until now, three of Cardiff's jewelry shops have been robbed. The ones who attacked before you are all dead. They were either shot to death or had their heads chopped off. And most importantly — "
Yota Nakano's expression gradually turned solemn. However, the voice that came from the mobile phone made his heart flutter.
"All the members of the Foxhunting Mercenaries are dead. Someone has seen their bodies in the north of the city. The heads of 'Dark Snake' Macon and 'Poison Sword' Lasciel have been hung at the entrance of Sherwood Manor. Yves Cardiff seems to have offended someone he shouldn't have. "
"Is it Xuri Company?"
Yota Nakano felt a chill run down his spine.
"It's the big shot behind Xuri Company. I've already asked around. The boss of this company is that lucky André. "
"That fighting star?"
"The one who killed Antonio."
Yota Nakano immediately wrapped up his coat and turned to walk deeper into the alley.
…
In Sherwood Manor, Yves Cardiff was shouting angrily, "Bastards! Mr. Director, you're all a bunch of bastards, a bunch of dog sh * t, a bunch of softies! I donate millions of gold duns to various foundations in the police station every year. I'm not going to let you watch this happen. "
"Calm down, Mr. Cardiff."
The voice on the phone was as sonorous as a rock, but it was calm and gentle. "We're already involved. For your matter, the police have temporarily transferred 200 men. Cardiff, you didn't inform me before this happened, did you? "
"Hey! With so few people, are you dealing with me? "
"I'm sorry, this is the limit." The voice laughed bitterly. "Demon Wolf Fenrir is the real problem. Fandrick, Howard, and Van Peter all had direct blood descendants who died in the hands of that demon wolf. Or do you want to tell them? Let us transfer more men now? "
Cardiff was stunned for a moment. Then, he forced himself to calm down. "Enough! I hope your police can arrive as soon as possible to hunt down those murderers and the criminals who destroyed my property. "
"Of course, I'll do that. However, Mr. Cardiff, I also hope you can cancel those commissions in the underground world. This will put our police station in a difficult position. Of course, I'll say the same thing to Mr. Wildenstein. From now on, I don't want any more shootings or explosions in the City of Atlanta. This is the will of the Magic Tower committee. "
"Sounds like you're being biased." Cardiff frowned. "His side is unscathed, while our Cardiff Group has lost nearly 200 men. I also have a storage center and three jewelry stores robbed."
"No, this is just favoritism for you. Mr. Cardiff, you were the one who attacked him first, right? You were also the one who gave the commission in the underground world. "
The voice said emotionlessly, "In addition, with all due respect, you don't have the upper hand in terms of strength. You've been crushed by Cardiff. Without the protection of the police station and the Magic Tower committee, Yves Cardiff will die in a day at most. I'll give you a piece of news. Maybe your subordinates haven't had time to tell you. 'God Eye' Rode has been surrounded and killed. This should be your strongest trump card, right? You might have leaked information about him, which led to his whereabouts being found. "
Yves Cardiff's eyes widened slightly. The cigar in his mouth fell to the ground.
"So, I hope that today's Cardiff storage center was only caused by a fire. Your three gold stores weren't robbed, and the police call was just a mistake. EMM, no one was disappointed tonight. So, our police station isn't responsible, right? "
The man didn't ask for Cardiff's permission. After that, he hung up. At this moment, Yves Cadivan wished he could smash the mobile phone in his hand into pieces.
However, at that moment, the glass window in front of him suddenly flashed. The figure of a middle-aged man appeared in the mirror.
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