Chapter 7

Noella was speechless.

“Who placed the order?”

“No clue, the account’s encrypted.”

Noella stretched her hand to massage her temple. “Reject it. Find out who they are, their ID, and their background.”

“Got it, but it looks like they’ve posted a bunch of similar gigs. Aside from the one specifically for you, there are several other scattered jobs that have been snapped up!”

Jobs posted on the deep web were up for grabs, except for those with a set price for her and a

few other top–notch hitmen.

To take out Marcel, they actually lined up over a dozen hitmen!

Noella asked for the details of the person who took the job and hung up the phone.

“This the place? Got a tip from an informant that Marcel’s holed up here, third floor, room three

in building three.”

“Yep, that’s right. Snipers, in position. The rest of you, follow me into the hospital”

Across from Imperial West Hospital, three snipers took aim from different angles at Marcel who was pacing around inside the ward!

Six hitmen disguised themselves and waltzed right into the hospital, scattering toward various buildings.

Noella stood on the rooftop, her silenced sniper rifle aimed at the three snipers through the window. She was calculating the trajectory.

The snipers were a thousand feet away, well within her shooting range!

The trigger was pulled, and three bullets flew out simultaneously, hitting their marks without fail, right between the snipers‘ eyes!

They hit the ground before they could even signal for help.

Noella, as if knowing the outcome in advance, packed up her rifle and put on her hat as she descended.

On the third floor, a group of people made a grand entrance in the corridor!

The leader was particularly eye–catching, dressed in a black shirt with the sleeves rolled up slightly, revealing muscular forearms, sharp eyes, and a chiseled face that looked like a masterpiece from God.

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And yet, there was this subtle smile on his face, seemingly approachable and easy–going but. with an underlying cold aloofness that kept people at bay.

With a towering height of nearly six feet three inches and an air of frostiness, only one person could exude such an aura!

The helmsman of Imperial City’s top tycoon family, the Pollack family, Palmer Pollack!

The Pollack family’s business spanned the globe, with Palmer’s name consistently topping. Forbes‘ lists, and that was just the tip of the iceberg; the true extent of the Pollack family’s power was beyond anyone’s guess.

political and business pies, real estate, healthcare, finance, education–you name it, the Pollack

had something from the Pollack family’s empire!

up, the

swept over, a faint smile on his lips. “Have

caught off guard by the sharp perception of the Pollack family helmsman, quickly explained, “Yes, there

flicker of imperceptible coldness crossed Palmer’s eyes before he looked away.

“Whoosh!”

a bullet slicing through the air suddenly reached Palmer’s ears!

childhood, he knew every bullet sound by heart, and

man

order and turned to walk down the corridor behind

hitman’s neck, her knife skillfully severing his carotid. Her expression was calm, her moves swift, accurate, and ruthless, each strike efficiently downing

Fool

a trap, Wise Fool is

them, her bullets flying from the gun barrel, hitting the hitmen right between the

they had no way out

is

soft male voice echoed from the depths of the stairwell!

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stairs, his black shoes tapping the ground, each step like a demon

speed Invisible to the naked eye, and before the hitmen even realized what was happening,

landed

those moves and the aura of death all over him, if she wasn’t mistaken, there was

of the number one hitman organization on the deep web’s rankings. Abyssal Organization, whose

slightly, meeting

him, his wrist bones cracking, and said with a smile, “Heard your

Noella was speechless.

She thought.

worth 200 million dollars. Those after her could

had figured out who she was.

as she said coldly, “Don’t sell yourself short: your head’s pretty

was at a loss for words.

Wise Fool from the deep web’s hit

few more hitmen nearby, and

here to kill Marcel,

handkerchief from his pocket to

it matter if I am

the deep

Wise Fool to be a girl and such a young–looking one at

were the least important

gaze turned icy. If Vocalist was also here

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out

out of this job,” she

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