"Mr. Yang is so pleased, then I'll be straight."

Barron turned around and picked up a stack of documents from the coffee table and handed them to Lin Chong: "As long as Mr. Yang kills any of the above targets, he will immediately become a cadre in our Renma Palace and receive a bounty worth a lot. The higher the target status you kill, the higher your status in the organization in the future and the more bonuses you will receive."

Lin Chong took the document and took a few glances. It was full of character information. In addition to portraits, he also recorded his name, address and often-occurring places in English.

"Any goal is OK?" Lin Chong asked lightly.

Barron smiled all over his face: "Yes."

"Do I need to bring the target's head over?"

"No, no, after killing the target, Mr. Yang only needs to take a photo, and we will verify whether the other party is really dead."

Barron's tone became respectful without realizing it.

At this time, he was already sure that Lin Chong is definitely a famous figure in the killer world, otherwise it would not have brought him such great pressure. After all, he is not an ordinary person, but a level A-level genetic engineer.

"good."

Lin Chong put away the documents, turned around and left without looking back, saying: "I will come to you again tomorrow morning, I hope I won't break my promise and become fat."

Looking at Lin Chong's back as he was leaving, Barron quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

He stood there thinking for a while, walked out of the private room, waved to a strong man in the distance: "Come here."

The strong man ran all the way to Barron and bowed deeply: "Mr. Barron, what are your instructions?"

"Bring those two women here, and from today on, you will be in charge of this bar." Barron said casually, "Does Fujii have family?"

The strong man was surprised and happy, almost fainted by the pie that suddenly fell off, and subconsciously replied: "Brother has a wife, but she is already divorced."

"Then let's bury him well, after all, he sacrificed for the organization." Barron waved, "Go down, there's nothing else, don't bother me again."

"yes!"

The strong man put his legs together, raised his chest, bowed to Barron again, and left backward.

Obviously all the problems were solved, but for some reason, Barron was always a little restless, and Lin Chong's cold eyes always appeared in his mind.

"You should be careful. If something happens, Lord Andrew will definitely not let me go."

Barron took out his cell phone from his clothes and dialed a number: "Roy, immediately go through the dark web to help me investigate a killer, code name 回名..."

On the other side.

Lin Chong returned to the hotel and began to look through the documents given to him by Barron.

The documents were thick and dozens of them were as numerous as dozens of them. The information recorded on them was varied, but they had one thing in common: all the targets had a grudge against the Manchu Palace.

"Under the guise of recruiting new members, take the opportunity to clean up your enemies? What a good abacus."

After thinking for a moment, Lin Chong thought clearly about the reason why the Renma Palace did this and couldn't help but smile coldly.

But he still decided to follow the rules of the Senkaku Palace and had already chosen the target.

Masao Iwada, the leader of the Black Dragon Society, the largest gang in Shibuya District, has a ninja organization Igaru as his backer. Recently, he is seriously injured by the energy of the Shimakura, and has continuously expanded his territory and has had several conflicts with Shimakura.

On the list of rewards for the Hokage Palace, Masao Iwada ranks among the top. In order to kill him, the Hokage Palace offered extremely generous conditions, a quota for a senior cadre and a bounty of tens of millions.

Anyone who can become a gang leader is basically not a good person, and he must be heavily in debt, so Lin Chong will have no psychological burden when he kills.

Lin Chong carefully read the information of Masao Iwada and rubbed it casually. All the documents suddenly turned into powder and fell down the gaps of his fingers.

"Let's start now."

Lin Chong opened his suitcase and found a black tight suit and a black ghost mask from it.

He changed into a suit, put on a mask, and stood silently with his eyes closed.

By the time Lin Chong's eyes opened again, his temperament had undergone earth-shaking changes.

cold.

Cold that penetrates deep into the bone marrow.

The dark and deep eyes, without any temperature, seemed to freeze the soul.

Lin Chong turned off the lights in the room, opened the window, flew out like a big bird, and shot towards the distance, and disappeared into the deep night in the blink of an eye.

Shibuya District, in a luxury house.

The leader of the Black Dragon Club, Masao Iwada, worked hard for a day and was sleeping soundly with his mistress in his arms.

He is a middle-aged man in his forties. He was in his prime and strong. Because of his proper care, his health was even better than that of a young man.

But like all Fusang people, after they reach middle age, Masao Iwada bald early and almost lost his head. No matter what medicine they take, it is useless.

Because of this, Masao Iwada hates others staring at his head the most.

Once, when Masao Iwada was having a meal in a restaurant, a waiter looked at his head a few more times, and Masao Iwada sent someone to dig out his eyes on the spot.

This shows how narrow his aura and how cruel his personality are.

Although I have had a conflict with the Hokage Palace recently and heard that Hokage Palace has a very powerful leader, Masao Iwada is not afraid at all, because behind him is Igaru, the top three ninja organizations in the entire Fusang Kingdom are not weak even compared with the Twelve Hokage Palace.

As the spokesperson for Igaru in Shibuya District, there are several ninjas around Iwada Masao at any time, even when he is sleeping, so what else can he worry about?

"Plop!"

While sleeping soundly, Masao Iwada suddenly heard the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground from beside him, and then a smell of rust came into his nose.

"What are you doing?"

Masao Iwada rubbed his nose, opened his eyes impatiently, turned over, and turned his head to look in the direction where the sound came.

It didn't matter when he saw it, and he immediately scared his sleepiness. His eyes instantly became bigger than a copper bell, and his whole body felt like he fell into an ice cave, and his whole body was cold.

A dark figure stood quietly beside the tatami, wearing a black mask on his face, unable to see his true face, and was looking down at him with a cold and ruthless look.

At the feet of this figure, three corpses were lying, all in ninja outfits, and they were the guards of the Iga school who came to him.

The three intermediate ninjas who had been cruelly trained by Igaru, were killed by the black figure without even having time to make a sound.

"Gudong!"

Masao Iwada swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, fighting in his heart, thinking about whether to shout for help.

"Are you Masao Iwata?" the black figure suddenly asked.

Masao Iwada nodded and pounded garlic: "Yes, I am Iwada, I want to ask you..."

Before he could finish his words, he felt his neck chill and then his eyes turned black.

"I borrow your head for use."
Chapter completed!