Jiang Weiming opened a luxurious box and was patiently waiting for someone inside.
At this time, Su Hai came with him.
"Su Hai, is the killer you hired reliable?" Jiang Weiming couldn't help but asked worriedly.
Su Hai was seen patting his chest, with a vowed look, "Don't worry, Mr. Jiang, the people invited this time are all super killers among the top killers, I guarantee there will be no problems!"
When Jiang Weiming heard this, his heart that had been hanging around finally settled down.
He was so excited that he was as excited as if he had been given blood, and said: "That's great! If the killer can really kill Mark, then I will definitely be rewarded heavily!"
"Don't worry, Mr. Jiang! The killer will definitely complete the task!" Su Hai said with confidence.
"By the way! When will the killer come?" Jiang Weiming asked.
"It will be there soon!" Su Hai replied.
At this moment, the door of the box opened, and a burly, rough-looking man appeared at the door.
This man is about thirty years old, with dark skin and ordinary appearance, just like an ordinary piece of limestone, not out of the ordinary.
However, his eyes are as sharp as a hawk, as if he can see into everything in the world at any time, which is daunting.
"You are Gao Feihu! Mr. Gao, right?"
Jiang Weiming stood up, with a smile on his face, and asked respectfully.
"Um!"
The big man nodded, uttered a word coldly, then sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, and glanced at Jiang Weiming with a haughty expression.
Well?
Jiang Weiming's expression was a little awkward. He had been so enthusiastic just now, but the other party was so cold. At this moment, he felt aggrieved as if his face was hot but his butt was cold.
But since the other party is a killer who kills people and sells goods, Jiang Weiming is not likely to have any trouble.
Jiang Weiming said with a flattering look on his face: "Mr. Gao, I heard that you are very majestic and famous in the killer world, so I came to you specially and wanted you to help me kill someone!"
"No problem, the question is how much money you get!"
Gao Feihu smiled coldly and glanced at Jiang Weiming with disdain.
At this time, Jiang Weiming said firmly: "As long as you can kill him, I am willing to pay you any amount of money!"
"Oh? Who do you want me to kill?"
Gao Feihu was a little surprised, because he could also see that Mr. Jiang seemed to hate his enemy so much that he was even willing to kill him at all costs.
"A little security guard named Ye Fan!" Jiang Weiming replied through gritted teeth.
"Little security guard?"
Gao Feihu frowned, and then said with a puzzled look on his face: "Mr. Jiang! He's just a small security guard. Do you have to send a killer like me to assassinate him? Isn't it too much trouble for you?"
"Mr. Gao, don't underestimate Ye Fan. He appears to be a security guard, but he can bankrupt the Jiang family with just one phone call! This person is difficult to deal with!" Jiang Weiming replied with a gloomy look.
He's just a small security guard. Do you think too highly of him?
Gao Feihu couldn't help but laugh in his heart.
Of course, he did not show his disdain, because for him, the simpler the goal, the easier it is for him to make money.
If the goal is too troublesome, you will have to put in some effort to complete it, and the process will seem a bit strenuous.
As for Jiang Weiming's request, it was simply a trivial matter for Gao Feihu. This chapter has been completed!