The First Heir

Of course, the person who issued the bounty mission was not made known. The moment the mission appeared, it sent shockwaves through the entire Western underworld.

Someone actually dared to face a sacred hall head-on. It was the Hall of Evil at that.

In a flash, dozens of strongholds that issued bounty missions throughout the Western underworld exploded. The contents of the bounty mission quickly spread throughout the dark underworld in the West.

“Holy sh*t! Look at this bounty mission!”

“Whoa! Attack and kill the Hall of Evil! 100,000 for injuring one, and one million for killing one! Killing a great envoy is worth ten million, while Evil God Vataco’s life is worth 500 million!”

“Crazy! Who is targeting the Hall of Evil? It’s such a large sum of money, oh my…”

A group of assassins stood in front of the bounty mission wall of a certain stronghold with incredulous expressions.

This was an underground bounty mission stronghold in Sendona located in an abandoned underground factory and subway station platform.

The entire underground factory and subway station had been transformed into a place where assassins and other characters of all kinds gathered. It was like a small town that dealt in the dark. As far as the eye could see, there were densely packed partitioned rooms and areas that appeared crowded and dirty. Many unkempt people begged in the corridors, which were full of litter and squeaking rats. Of course, the ferocious-looking assassins with tattoos were in a hurry.

The people here had been abandoned by this world. They could neither see the light nor survive in the outside world, so they could only hide underground. That was because this place was not controlled by the outside world and had its own rules of survival.

the black electronic screen of the bounty mission wall was flooded with a bright red new task. It was the mission published by

set at 100 million dollars, the most

it with bloodshot eyes. After a few

100 million dollars!

for injuring

this underground bounty stronghold started to move out. The news also quickly

luxurious suite in her high heels. This was the boss’ office of the bounty stronghold in the innermost part of the underground factory protected by

and shouted, “Mr. Kooka,

man who was dressed lavishly with several tattoos on his neck and arms.

female secretary who barged in, he bellowed coldly,

secretary glanced at the woman sitting on her boss’ lap and hurriedly said, “A new bounty

wrong with that?” Kooka waved his hand and exhaled

it’s a bounty mission of 100 million

startled and stood

the contents of the mission. With a look of surprise, he muttered under his breath, “A

was dumbfounded. This was a big