At 9 o'clock in the morning, a five-star hotel in Xuhui District, Shanghai.

A middle-aged Western man with an ordinary appearance and no attractive characteristic walked in from the door, and walked into the elevator with a gentle smile standing at the door.

The middle-aged man walked out of the elevator on the fifteenth floor, then walked to VIP Room No. 6 calmly as before, took out the room card and opened the door, and looked back at the quiet corridor. Until this moment, a cold light suddenly flashed in his eyes, extremely sharp, like a knife.

"Baul, something is wrong." The middle-aged man's breath became completely different after entering the room, calm and cold, and his eyes became sharp.

"I'm having breakfast, I'll talk about what's going on after I'll have breakfast." On the sofa in the living room, a gentle Western young man said lightly, carefully controlling the knife and fork in his hand to cut the bread placed on the plate, without even raising his head.

The middle-aged man frowned slightly, but did not speak. He walked to the sofa and sat down, picked up a bottle of milk and drank two sips, quietly waiting for the young man to have breakfast. He understood the temper of his partner better than anyone else. Perhaps because of his career, Ball regarded eating as the greatest pleasure and enjoyment of his life. He refused to talk to anyone while he was eating, and he would eat carefully, just like he was not eating food, but exquisite crafts, especially breakfast. No matter who dared to interrupt his steps to eat breakfast, no matter who it was, he would be angry and even kill people.

"The Chinese breakfast is so delicious. I found that I suddenly fell in love with this country." Five minutes later, the blonde young man put the knife and fork in his hand on the coffee table, slowly chewing the last bite of breakfast while raising his head in admiration.

"..." The middle-aged man looked quietly at the young man who was enjoying his eyes closed, without saying a word.

"Bray, you hurried to my room. Is there any new news?" After taking a sip of the fragrant Longjing tea hand, the blonde young Bower finally raised his head to look at the middle-aged man in front of him. His expression was calm and without any excitement.

"Yakov disappeared, and I lost his news yesterday. It is very likely that his mission has failed." The middle-aged man Bree said with a frown.

"So, Yakov is probably dead?" the young Bauer asked faintly.

"Do you think the nature of our profession can still survive if the nature of ours fails?" Bray frowned and asked, obviously a little unhappy about Ball's question.

"It's hard to say, but this is rarely the case in general." Ball smiled casually and stood up, poured a cup of Longjing again, and looked at Brey in front of him while pursing gently: "I believe in your stalking ability. Since you said that, Yakov should have gone to see God, but what does this have to do with us?"

"..." Bree was silent again.

"Maybe this is good news for us. You said, now that Yakov is dead, we can take action, right?" Ball said casually.

"But..." Bu Lei's mouth went up but didn't say anything.

"Yakov belongs to the angel, which is what we fear. However, now that Yakov is dead, the angel he undertakes will definitely continue, but there will definitely be a time difference. In a short period of time, they should not know the news that Yakov's mission failed, and this period is our chance." A gleam flashed in Ball's eyes, and he was very excited.

"I know what you mean. This organization asked us to come to China but did not take action because of the angel. This angel is too terrifying. If it weren't for the organization's order, I would never come here with you this time. When I think about it being a target with the angel, I would have a sense of inexplicable fear." Bree frowned hard, his tone was a little uneasy.

"You said it right. I feel the same as you, but now that Yakov dies, it becomes simple, right?" Ball smiled relaxed, and didn't know where to turn out a sharp knife and gently picked up one and cut it.

"Do you really think this is an opportunity?" Bray looked at Ball who was cutting the fruit strangely. He sincerely admired the skills of this young partner. A knife seemed to have lived in his hands. Twenty seconds, a complete peeled apple appeared on the coffee table.

"Isn't it?" Ball chuckled and handed the peeled apple to Bree, and picked up another one: "The high bounty of 30 million US dollars is only an ordinary man from a Chinese veteran. This is a huge temptation for any killer. If it weren't for the angel and the shadow of yours and me, I believe that there would definitely be more killers on the platform to undertake this task. You must know that the killer platform is a fair platform. As long as you are qualified and capable, you can take over the case. There is no limit on the amount. Of course, who will complete the task in the end is another matter."

Ball said that he looked up here and looked at his partner, his eyes full of excitement: "It's 30 million US dollars. Even if you go to South Africa to assassinate the prime minister of a small country, it's just like that. The difficulty of the mission is so different. What's not the opportunity?"

"Of course I understand this. The reward of 30 million US dollars will definitely make any killer jealous, but I always feel that the organization will definitely have a deeper meaning to let us come here at the same time." Bree frowned again. From his tone, he obviously was jealous of 30 million US dollars, but he had some concerns.

"I know what the organization's concerns are." Ball curled his lips.

"Oh?" Bree was stunned.

"The reason why the organization sent us to come here at the same time is because we were worried about the terrorist organization Angels. The organization is afraid that it will be impulsive and will fight with the angels to fight the target, so it sent you and me, because your stability is known to everyone in the entire organization. With you, the organization will not worry about us angering the angels' counterattack." Ball smiled relaxedly, and said that his shortcomings were not ashamed at all: "But now we have no worries. Yakov, sent by the angel, has disappeared now. If nothing unexpected happens, he will definitely go to see God. At this time, our shadow succeeds, and even if the angel is unwilling to give up, there is no reason to be angry, right?"

Bray nodded and agreed. In fact, before coming to China, the head of the organization had already made a phone call with him alone. The facts were similar to Ball's inference. Ball was an excellent killer who was excavated and trained by the new recruits. His reaction and assassination ability were shocking and even scary. Even Bray had to admit that the comprehensive strength of this new killer was definitely above him. If he fought with Ball, the person who died in the end would definitely be himself.

But Ball is young, and has not completed more than ten tasks since he entered the ranks of killers. Inexperienced killers will always be anxious about quick success and instant benefits. This is inevitable for anyone. What he lacks is more opportunities for experience. A deep and top killer requires experience in addition to excellent reach and ability. The organization is determined to deliberately train Ball to become a super killer, and of course he does not want him to be in danger.

Although the 30 million US dollars are jealous, compared to the terrifying Angel Killer Group, the Shadow Group, which is currently less powerful than before, naturally dare not get angry with it easily, but is unwilling to let such an attractive bounty fall into the collection of others, so it is ruled out that Bree and Ball come to China and are ready to take an opportunity to act.

Bray was not Ball. Although he agreed with Ball, he soon thought of another serious question: "Baol, I suddenly feel something is wrong with this assassination mission."

"Bray, what's wrong?" Ball looked at him indifferently.

"I know Yakov's skills very well. He ranks fifteenth on the killer list. He is a real well-known killer, but his mission failed. Do you think this is normal?" Bree frowned again.

"Of course it's not normal." Ball nodded, but he quickly curled his lips disdainfully: "But, Bray, don't forget what Yakov is best at, it's not that he is very good at it, but that his intelligence is accurate and more prepared than ordinary people, because he has a shadow partner who no one knows. Of course, your and my organization are very clear about this matter, and we know it too. But what has he done after he came here in the past two days? I believe you know it in your heart." When he said this, Ball's eyes were even more disdainful and cold: "A killer who underestimates the enemy will never be a qualified killer. He will die at his own hands sooner or later. Yakov is the best example. This time, he not only underestimated the enemy, but also did not collect accurate information at all. This is the reason for his failure."

"You are right. Yakov's actions these days are indeed not done by a killer." Thinking of his observations of Yakov picking up girls these days, Brey nodded, and his heart was not as nervous as before.

"But we will never make the same mistakes as him. You are responsible for following Yakov these two days, and I have paid attention to the target. Do you know what I have found?" Ball chuckled.

"kindness?"

"Although the target this time is just a retired special forces soldier, he has a close relationship with a huge gangster boss in this city. It is said that the gangster boss is his comrade. Haha, it seems that our goal this time is not as simple as the information provided by the organization. Yakov certainly did not notice this, so he failed. He was too arrogant and probably had been noticed by the target since he appeared here on the first day. If he really succeeded, he would have seen it." Ball's voice was indescribable.

A sudden look appeared on Bu Lei's face, and at the same time the biggest worry in his heart disappeared. He smiled confidently: "Yes, we are not fighting with the target. We are killers. We just need to solve the target quietly in secret."

"That's right, so if Yakov dies, we have a chance. This time we will definitely succeed, and not a single cent will be reduced for 30 million US dollars." Ball also nodded confidently.

"Yes, I wish us success." Bray nodded happily after hearing this, picked up the apple in his hand and raised it to Ball. The cold laughter of the two of them rang out in the room again-
Chapter completed!