Chapter 487: Number 10's Dream, the Second Killer Team Begins Action
at the same time.
At a beachfront vacation home on Staten Island.
"Knock-knock-knock—"
There was a rapid knock on the door, and No. 10, who had just fallen asleep, was instantly awakened.
Number 10, who had done something bad, immediately felt that his actions were exposed, and quickly took out the pistol hidden in the pillow.
Next second.
He noticed that his phone, which was charging nearby, showed no signs of movement, and no one came into the room he had locked.
He exhaled lightly and was about to speak when K's serious words rang out.
"Number 10."
"Are you awake? We need to hurry and leave this villa."
"Q's identity has been exposed. This beachfront villa is no longer safe. We have to leave here and go somewhere else."
"Oh, okay, fine." Number 10 put the gun back and continued to answer quickly.
"Brother K, I'll be downstairs as soon as I get dressed and will be right there."
After saying that.
Number 10 did not choose to get dressed immediately, but instead picked up his phone that was charging on the bedside table.
After sending the secret information, I waited for a while, but since I didn’t receive a reply from the other party, I lay down on the bed and rested temporarily.
Several hours have passed now, so there should be a response, right?
If the Morgan Consortium is unwilling to take out even $5 million, then there is no need for me to prepare any follow-up plans.
Just as No. 10 was thinking this, he opened the private message interface of the underground killer's dark web.
Two surprising private messages instantly caught her eyes.
The other party not only asked her to provide her bank card number, but also hoped that...she could continue to provide valuable information.
There was no hesitation at all.
Number 10 immediately sent his bank card number and started to put on his clothes, preparing to evacuate the beach villa with J, Q, and K.
But before she could put on her clothes, the notification sound of new message came.
Number 10 quickly picked up his phone and took a look, and found that...five million dollars had actually been deposited into his account. It took less than a minute from the time he sent the bank card number to the time he received the money.
The fact that the money can be transferred so quickly means that... even if I get a reward of 1.4 billion US dollars, the other party will not refuse to pay and not give me the US dollars.
Even with the arrogance of the Morgan Consortium, it would not do anything that would damage its reputation.
1.4 billion US dollars.
Fourteen billion US dollars.
If I open a cosmetic surgery hospital myself, how long will it take me to make that much money?
Think of this.
Number 10, who was originally a little nervous, suddenly became determined and immediately put on the lolita outfit she had just put on.
He pulled his face with his hands and returned to his previous look... timid and afraid of being liquidated.
After arriving at the villa's living room.
He found that J, Q, and K had already packed up, so he quickly stood aside obediently, lowered his head and did not dare to look at them.
Seeing No. 10 coming down, K spoke without hesitation.
"Let's go."
"This place is no longer safe."
"Since Rennie has called us specifically, it means that the information must have been exposed. Hurry up and leave before that dog can sniff you out and block you in this villa."
Hearing this.
Q, wearing convenient clothing, looked around the villa he bought, took a deep breath and said with some loss and emotion.
"It's definitely not safe anymore."
"When I was in the orphanage, my dream was to buy a villa near the sea so that I could listen to the sound of the waves every day."
"Although I bought the beachfront villa I had always dreamed of with the help of the professor, I was so busy that I barely lived there."
"Now...even this place is not safe."
Turn your gaze back.
Q looked at K very seriously, and then asked with some concern and confusion.
"K."
"The situation outside is very complicated right now. Have you found a more suitable place? I don't have any better places to offer."
"If you don't hide well this time, there will be a lot of problems later."
Concerns about Q.
K nodded confidently and replied.
"Don't worry, Q."
"I just called Riley and asked him to help provide a safe place to stay."
"You know... Riley has a lot of dollars in his pocket. He has a lot of hidden places in New York. It's enough for us to hide until this is over."
"Also, in the call with Rennie just now, he also said...the biggest threat at the moment should be over soon, and those people are probably fleeing New York at the fastest speed."
Speaking of this.
K suddenly remembered... Number 10, who was lowering his head beside him, had no idea that the Morgan Consortium was offering a huge reward of US dollars for them.
It was estimated that the conversation just now had left No. 10 confused. Looking at No. 10 who seemed to be still blaming himself, K couldn't help but speak gently.
"Oh, right, number ten."
"What was your dream when you were in the orphanage?"
This question.
Number 10 was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect K to ask him this question. Then he raised his head and looked at K, revealing a bright smile, and said softly.
"I don't have as big a dream as Sister Q."
"When I was in the orphanage, I didn't have enough food or warm clothes, so I thought... I would have endless clothes to wear and endless dollars to spend when I grow up."
"The teacher and the poker organization changed my destiny, so I have always respected him and cherished the poker organization we built together."
These words seem to be expressed from the heart.
K felt indescribable emotion, and he reached out and gently touched No. 10's head, speaking slowly and tenderly.
"When this is over, your dream will come true."
"Now hurry up and go to Riley's other hidden residence."
......
Nine o'clock in the morning.
This is the working time for most people on Wall Street.
And just three kilometers away from Wall Street, on a street corner, a senior executive of the Morgan Group wearing an expensive suit was standing there.
Carrying a briefcase in one hand and adjusting his gold tie with the other, he walked out of his expensive apartment and prepared to drive to the Morgan Building.
"Bang---"
The sharp sound of a heavy sniper rifle.
Instantly, a bullet with terrifying destructive power was heard from the top of a nearby high-rise building. It pierced through the air at a speed that could not be captured by the naked eye and rushed straight towards the consortium executive who was opening the car door.
“Bang—”
A crisp sound like a watermelon being blown up was heard following the sound of a sniper rifle, and a headless corpse collapsed to the ground as if it had lost its strength.
The hyena, who had been lying on the rooftop waiting for several hours, picked up the small walkie-talkie tied to his collar and gave an unquestionable order.
"The target has been achieved."
"Everyone evacuate immediately. Do not stay for a moment and start looking for the next target."
This moment.
The second assassin team arranged by the king began their mission...
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