"Someone has issued a fatwa against the employer."

In a spacious villa in the second district, a man pressed the communicator next to his ear and passed the message to his colleagues in the villa.

"We can probably guess who it is." Someone muttered in a low voice.

"While doing everything in your power to protect your employer's life, try to keep yourself alive."

"Understood. Our company's reputation cannot be ruined."

"This time, we might be facing bounty hunters from all over the world. Now that we have enough equipment, we should take advantage of this opportunity to kill as many of those desperate criminals as possible. We must not lose face for Fengchao. We'll see what you can do then, and then go back and ask the boss for a bonus for you."

"That's good. They all have bounties, right?"

"The premise is to keep your life. If you die, no matter how much the reward is, you won't be able to spend a penny."

"Okay, you guys chat first, I'll go find the employer."

This time, the head of the bodyguards went to discuss the matter of the wanted order with Cassman.

In the United States, especially for a wealthy man like Cassman, the bodyguards around him at least don't have to worry about not having enough weapons.

All you have to do is guard this big house and wait for the opportunity to catch the turtle in the jar.

Even if Cassman was protected by them, at least those bounty hunters could be eliminated in one more wave.

The boss's security will also be increased.

If most of the bounty hunters were killed and Cassman eventually lost his life, it would be the best of both worlds.

After all, there are basically no losers among these bounty hunters.

The only difference is that we are not as well-equipped as them.

Now it all depends on the abilities of both sides to see who has the better edge.

When Cassman saw the wanted poster posted on the dark web, it had his photo on it, and the bounty on the wanted poster was as high as 100 million, twice as high as what he had posted.

For a moment, Castleman almost couldn't breathe.

"Who posted it?" He stared at the phone screen with a dark face, his veins about to burst.

"...We can't find the source here," the other party replied seriously. "So, I hope Mr. Castleman will try not to go out for the next period of time. Even if he does go out, I hope we can accompany him the whole time."

Castleman fell back into the leather chair exhausted.

Even if his bodyguards didn't tell him, he would try to go out less. After all, people always value their lives.

"Who could it be?" He frowned, feeling uneasy.

"The person who assassinated Irman a few days ago?"

Cassman had some suspicions about who the other party was, but he had no direct evidence.

There was only a very blurry photo, so he asked someone to process it into high definition. The final picture did not quite match the person he suspected.

He was not sure whether this wanted order was the work of the other party, and he had more than one person in his mind who he suspected.

His son died and his daughter, who studied art, could not inherit the company.

Perhaps someone wanted to kill him and then dismantle his company while he was selecting a suitable manager.

for example……

His rival company.

This is a bounty of 100 million. There are not many people who can pay so much money and hope for his death.

"Mr. Kasman, we also need to replenish our weapons. I'm afraid we'll have some tough battles to fight for a while."

The bodyguard made his own request.

Cassman naturally had no objection, as he believed in Fengchao's security capabilities.

His son was kidnapped for the first time and his bodyguards were incompetent.

He was chased for the second time and survived unharmed.

He was assassinated for the third time and lost his life.

The first and third bodyguards were from other companies.

Only the second time, we hired Fengchao’s security personnel.

Those people sacrificed half of their people to protect his son well.

This is the reputation of Fengchao.

But this time…

He was surrounded by Fengchao's security, but he didn't feel very safe.

This is a wanted order issued by the dark web. Who knows how many bounty hunters will swarm in like sharks smelling blood.

He only hired fifteen people. Can they withstand hundreds of bounty hunters?

"I also want to hire some more bodyguards from your company."

The head bodyguard didn't seem surprised when he heard this.

"How many more people does Mr. Castleman want to hire?" He said, "I can talk to the company."

Cassman thought for a moment, "If there were fifty more people, do you think they could protect me?"

The head bodyguard smiled and said, "Mr. Kasman, I can't give you such a guarantee, but what I can tell you is that you will definitely not die in front of me. In addition, if there are more people, the equipment required will also increase."

He calculated, "This bounty is the highest in the past ten years. I believe that many of the hunters attracted by Mr. Castleman's hunting order will turn against you. There will be hundreds, even thousands, and perhaps even more on the way."

His words made Castleman even more uneasy.

No matter how high your status or how rich you are, you will inevitably feel uneasy when facing a life crisis.

In other words, the more people like them are, the more they value their lives.

Otherwise, what is the point of investing in those life laboratories?

The various life-extending drugs injected were all bought with money.

The head bodyguard continued, "Some people can ignore everything for money."

Just like the one in front of me.

So, this security mission is really a bit...

Stimulate.

He spoke frankly, and Cassman naturally understood it better than anyone else.

Money is one of the most attractive things in this world, but there are few people who don’t like it.

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