Chapter 357 Joining the Assassination Employment Reunion
To be honest, the reward of 1 million euros really made Xie Yuan a little excited.
Although the market value of Metal Gear Company has reached 10 billion euros, the spare money he can use casually is at most 100 million euros, so Xie Yuan still has to spend it carefully.
And when it comes to Ruifan himself... he only has a net worth of one million euros at most, which is far from being a happy man!
It's just a good show, so why not join in?
Xie Yuan, who has a playful nature, simply agreed to the matter without hesitation and made an appointment with himself at the Laisheng Bar.
Well, it's another place that belongs to your own real estate... but it's also good to do business on your own property.
Afterlife was a morgue before 2001, but later there were too many dead people here and the hospital was abandoned due to the relocation of the hospital, so it was transformed into a bar.
But at first, the bar was decorated magnificently, but there was little business. Later, Xie Yuan bought it at a low price and used it as an intermediary for so-called information exchange.
Xie Yuan knows every business deal discussed here, but for the information here, Xie Yuan will not use it easily except for bounties for his particularly important people.
The hall was already densely packed with mercenaries who wanted to work or employers who offered bounties. Of course, their biggest topic was the Sky Eye Project.
In a reception room that was set up as a soundproof secret room, several people kept whispering under the light, and then each laughed slightly.
But then the lights went out with a "pop" sound.
Everyone immediately made the sound of guns being loaded in the darkness, but then the lights came on, and in the gap of a conference room, a stranger in a black cloak suddenly sat.
Everyone subconsciously raised their guns and then put them down, nte.
"Do you just want me to attack that car?" A hoarse voice like an evil ghost came from under the black cloak.
"You...you accepted the commission?" one of the people in the darkness asked happily.
"I can help give the person sitting in that car a fatal blow, but I can't guarantee anything else." The voice under the black cloak was neither happy nor sad.
"What we want is for you to kill John? Iron Mask! Not just to deal with that one car!" One of the burly men was exposed under the light, and his face was shaking angrily.
"That requires 10 million, and even if you fail, you have to get 3 million, no matter the price." The voice under the cloak was full of teasing.
"Then you might as well go and rob him!" Another voice asked angrily, "He is just a company president, not President Yingjiang! You don't need so much money to kill a President Yingjiang."
In fact, the most important thing is that they can collect up to three million euros to spend on this killing cause, and they cannot afford more.
"If you think 10 million is too expensive, then you can advertise the price to me and see who is willing to take over your job and spend 1 million euros to assassinate the chairman of a giant company.
He is the founder of a transoceanic giant company, and his prestige in Night City is now second only to Knight. Think about it, Knight's widow even spent huge sums of money to chop off the heads of all the gangs involved in order to take revenge.
"
The face under the black cloak mask could not be seen clearly, but he was surrounded by everyone, and everyone could feel his contemptuous expression: "You don't even have this little money, but you still want to assassinate a rich man who has the same status as Saburo Arasaka and has worked hard for many years.
Generation, go to bed early and wait to die."
"What did you say?!!!"
"Bang!" This was the sound of someone extremely angry and slamming the table.
But the cloaked man just sat quietly on the sofa waiting for their reply without saying a word.
"Quiet!" Finally, a voice that had been silent in the darkness stopped everyone's noise, and it worked immediately.
He looked at the cloaked man and said: "I am sure that your mission is to execute a fatal execution on a car we have designated. Can you do this?
As long as you fire this shot, you will transfer 1 million euros, I confirm to you, but you must let this shot kill the target in the car!
Understand?"
"This is like a plotter," Black Cloak stood up and said goodbye to all the "big guys", and then put a No-Kia 3310 prepaid mobile phone he had arranged on the table, "Everyone, the goal is to start from
The location is an hour's drive from the city council.
As long as you confirm which car you want to destroy, use this mobile phone to contact me. There is only one contact on it, it's very simple, and then you can see the wail of that car's destruction."
"Are we still going to finish everything and give it to you? We need to charge 1 million for this one shot?!" the fat man said angrily, "Isn't it easier to make money... I... my eyebrows!!!
"
While he was speaking, his forehead suddenly felt cold - he touched his head and found that his brow bone was bald - and then he saw two tufts of hair in front of the conference table.
Just when he was shocked and angry, Black Cloak spoke: "This shot is something that no one can fire and make people unable to guard against it.
Because I plan to snipe the target from a safe distance, as close as 2 kilometers away."
"Sniping the enemy two kilometers away in urban combat?" Someone questioned, "I have never heard that you are good at marksmanship?"
"Then do you have anyone I need to kill with a gun?"
"you!!!"
"Okay, we will arrange all the information we need," the person who made the decision said, "all you need to do is fire the sure-kill shot."
The black cloak nodded, and then the lights in the conference room suddenly went dark again for no apparent reason - when the lights were restored again, the person had disappeared.
Several people immediately stood up and looked outside, and saw that there was indeed no one outside. The third floor was as empty as when it was reserved. Then they returned to the conference room with calm expressions and signaled that no one was there.
"Could we just..."
"Shh!!!!" the person in charge said in a low voice, "Be careful that he comes back before he goes too far. I will handle all the follow-up matters."
Seeing the people around him nodding, he announced the adjournment of the meeting: "Then we will try our best to use all the connections we can find to confirm which car he belongs to!"
"good!!!"
…
Xie Yuan returned to his safe house and unequivocally took out a QLU11 sniper grenade 40mm NATO version launcher.
At the same time, Xie Yuan has also issued an order to the company's intelligence department to find out the traitor who leaked the secrets, and then use biosculpture technology to make him look exactly like his stand-in - except for the children, the traitor's family will enter a juvenile training institution.
Except for loyalty brainwashing, everything else will be handled secretly.
And whether there are one or two traitors, Xie Yuan will knock them all out with sniper grenades - then all three vehicles will use automatic learning driving systems - to ensure that there are as few other victims as possible, but the traitor will definitely ensure that
He died miserably.
I let you reveal my secret for no reason!!!
The time for getting down to business passed quickly, and soon on Monday morning, Xie Yuan saw three "John Iron Faces" from a high place and being "supported" by others, he drove to the city hall as usual.
Parliamentary process.
Xie Yuan found several places that were suitable for ambush, and there were actually a wave of people waiting around them... The scanner could see that these men and women had many "offensive" implants on their bodies.
Moreover, Xie Yuan also discovered an acquaintance here—Rogge Armandius, who had disappeared for nearly five years and was currently waiting in boredom on the street wearing punk decorations.
So...these are the cannon fodder who are constantly testing for this shot?