"Slit Mouth and Big Mouth are both dead, and so are the Crying Face and Smiling Face!"

After listening to the gunsmith's report and looking at the four corpses being moved from the car, Sloan smashed his desk.

In the Brotherhood, only masters who have mastered bullet time can have code names, and there are no more than twenty such masters in the entire Brotherhood!

Now four people have died in one breath, plus those people who were killed by cross snipers some time ago, there are now less than ten masters with code names in the organization!

If the Cross was just a traitor that must be killed in order to maintain the dignity of the organization, now he has been upgraded to a serious problem that must be killed and eliminated.

Even Sloan himself now feels the threat to his life from the other party.

"How is Wesley doing?" Rubbing his sore temples, Sloan walked to the treatment room and asked Firefox.

Wesley was soaked in the healing pool and looked like he was dead.

"No, his grades are getting worse and worse. I think this method is not suitable for him at all." Firefox shook his head helplessly. She could see that the little boy was already trying his best, but unfortunately, the other party didn't do it at all.

A little bit of talent.

She still can't figure it out, why a few days ago the opponent clearly showed a talent that only a top assassin can have, but these days he can't stimulate it no matter how hard he stimulates it?

"Damn it!"

Sloan cursed and walked back to his office. He walked around the office for a long time before finally making up his mind and picking up the phone.

"It seems that Mr. Sloan has figured it out?"

On the beach in New Jersey, Li Qingyuan smiled and apologized to the guy opposite him, then took two steps away and picked up his cell phone.

"Damn it, damn it! I can give you the Firefox, and the bullet time training method is fine, but not the loom. This is the foundation of the Brotherhood's heritage. Even if I were, I wouldn't hand over the loom."

Longse roared with anguish.

"Mr. Sloan, since you are willing to make this call, it means you have figured it out, so don't deceive yourself!"

"Damn it, I really can't give you the loom. If other people in the meeting know about it, they will kill me."

"How about letting everyone else die? For $100 million, you can buy a private island in the South Pacific, hire a dozen young models, and live happily for the rest of your life."

Sloan on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment. It seemed that the old guy was already tempted.

"Think about it, what's so good about being a killer? You can't live a good life even if you're worried all day long. If you think about it for a few more days, maybe I can buy it from Cross!"

"How can I trust that you won't burn bridges when the time comes?" Sloan gritted his teeth and asked.

He had already made his decision when he made this call, but as the president of the fraternity, Sloan must put his own life safety first.

No matter how good the money is, it will be in vain if you spend it without your life.

"I'm only interested in collecting beauties and treasures. What you worry about is completely unnecessary. The Brotherhood is not even a threat to me. As long as you don't seek death, I won't bother to kill you to silence you!"

My heart hurts so much!

Sloan felt like he was being slapped in the face. President of the Cousins ​​Brotherhood, a master who would shock the whole world with just one stomp, you actually said that I am not even a threat?

For a moment, Sloan really wanted to organize his masters and give this bastard some color.

But this idea is just a thought!

Because Sloan had already investigated this phone number through his own channels, and found that the number was simply empty.

He still doesn't even know who the other party is, so why are you talking about revenge?

"I want more money!" Sloan's face turned darker and darker, and finally he shouted ferociously.

Didn't you say that I'm nothing? Then I'll raise the price all over the place, and I feel so sorry for you, you bastard!

"How much do you want to add?"

"100 million, I want 200 million US dollars!" Sloan said viciously through gritted teeth.

"Okay, I'll forward it to you later!"

"What did you say-" Sloan originally thought that the other party would at least bargain for a price, but before he could finish speaking, the other party had already hung up the phone.

‘Am I going to lose money?’ Just after hanging up the phone, Sloan received a call from the bank.

There was a remittance of US$200 million from a Swiss bank in his private secret account, and the bank's customer service was recommending the latest VIP package to him.

Sloan responded to the bank's inquiries casually, his mind running rapidly.

No one knew about this secret account except himself, and he did not tell the other party the account number, but now the money has been directly transferred to the account!

From the moment he first received the phone call to Cross's killing methods that were like plug-ins in the past few days, Sloan dared to say that Cross must have received help from the other party.

The opponent used the cross to put pressure on him, and Sloan could also think of the reason why the opponent did not cooperate with the cross.

After all, there are too few people in the brotherhood who are as understanding as him. The others are all stupid and there is no way to discuss cooperation.

Fortunately, I am a smart person!

Sloan sat comfortably at his desk and began to think about where he should retire.

Should I buy an island in the South Pacific? Or buy a villa in Johannesburg?

"He agreed?" Jill was lying on the beach chair basking in the sun. When she saw Li Qingyuan coming back, she sat up lazily and asked.

"Of course, the Cross has killed many people from the Brotherhood in the past few days. It is natural for old boy Sloan to surrender!" Li Qingyuan picked up a glass of iced juice from the table next to him and then lay down.

"How much does he want?"

"Two hundred million!"

"That old guy is quite greedy!" After hearing this number, Jill couldn't help but stick out her tongue.

Although she no longer has the concept of money after being together with Li Qingyuan, hearing so much money still makes people feel a little sad.

"We can't take away any money from this world anyway. How much money he wants is just a number!"

The Red Queen has directly invaded the bank network. Not to mention that Sloan only asked for 200 million, even if he asked for 20 billion, the Red Queen could immediately get it out for him.

It's just that it's none of his business whether he will be targeted by state violence agencies after making so much money.

Anyway, even if Sloan's account will be investigated, it will be at least two months later. By then, he has completed the task and retreated with Jill. Let the old black man slowly deal with the US government!

"Li, we are planning to hold a wedding at the end of next month, and we sincerely invite you to attend!" A couple walked up to them, and the tall Jewish man said to Li Qingyuan.

The four of them just met in the past few days. This beach belongs to the private territory of a famous club and is normally only open to top VIPs.
Chapter completed!