Chapter 366

Orson originally wanted to argue something, but after seeing what Leeteuk had said, he couldn't say anything else and could only let Leeteuk hug him like this.

After hugging him like this for about a minute, Li Teuk reluctantly let go of his hand.

"Okay, I'm going to make dinner~" It was rare that he no longer had to worry about Mudrick's affairs, so Li Te wanted to relax and have a rest.

"Ah..." Orson suddenly thought of something and stopped Li Te.

"Well, Lee Teuk, I won't be eating at home tonight."

"Eh?" Lite paused when he heard this, then turned back sluggishly and looked at Orson blankly.

"Why?" Then, her tone suddenly became cold, and her expression became gloomy.

"Uh... I have something to take care of," Orson explained. "You may come back very late."

"Don't you want to talk to me?" Lite tilted his head and showed a "kind" smile.

"It's a more private matter." Orson said, scratched the back of his head, then apologized and left the dormitory.

"I'm sorry, Li Te, I'm leaving first. You don't have to wait for me to come back for dinner."

With that said, Ossen ran out as fast as he could.

Li Teuk's happy mood when he returned home immediately disappeared.

She could guess where Orson had gone.

Most likely he went to find Olivia.

Really, Orson couldn't even understand what he said, and he didn't know what he liked at all.

In the kitchen, Lite picked up the kitchen knife for some unknown reason. She looked at her dull pupils reflected on the bright blade of the kitchen knife. For some reason, she smiled softly.

Voice.

Then, she walked towards the direction of Olivia's dormitory.

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In an ordinary residential house in Saint Laurent City, a thin man opened the door and returned to the room. He was just about to take off his night clothes, and then he saw a person sitting at the dining table. He was Shaking the red wine glass in his hand, he turned around and looked at the man.

"Hello, Mr. Assassin." The person who spoke was none other than Orson.

"..." The assassin paused, rubbed his eyes, and after confirming that it was Orson at the dining table, he immediately wanted to escape. However, within a few seconds, he came back obediently.

There were still several people standing at the door blocking him, and he couldn't get out at all.

Obviously, Orson came prepared this time.

And the assassin also knows that if Orson can catch him together, he can definitely catch him a second time.

With this thought in mind, he sat directly next to Orson.

"Tell me, why did you come to me?" the assassin asked.

"Nothing, I mainly just want to chat with you, Mr. Assassin." Orson smiled.

"Chat?" The assassin sneered, and then said: "You just want to know the person standing behind me, right?"

"Since you are so smart, Mr. Assassin, tell me quickly."

"..." The assassin paused, and then said: "If you really want to know, I can tell you, but you have to pay."

"Okay." Orson naturally agreed. If it can be settled with money, it doesn't matter.

"How much, please give me a price."

The assassin stretched out his hand and made a sign of six.

"Sixty thousand gold coins?"

"Six hundred."

"So cheap?" Orson was shocked when he heard the other party's offer. "Are you sure you didn't cheat me for such a small amount of money?"

"Believe it or not love."

"Well, I happen to have cash on me." Orson said, took out a few notes and handed them to the other party, and then asked: "Can you tell me now?"

"Yeah." The assassin nodded. "The person who paid for your life this time is named Luo Di. You should have heard of this name. If you look for him later, you will definitely find him."

The assassin had already figured out that if it was a coincidence that Orson met him for the first time, then it was definitely not a coincidence that he was waiting for him at home now.

Someone definitely betrayed the information that he wanted to assassinate Orson.

The assassin thought about it later and realized that his employer Lodi was the most suspicious.

Since Luo Di wants to die, he can't even think about it.

I want these six hundred simply to give myself a step down, and I am also worried that if my asking price is too high and Orson doesn't agree and directly uses force on me, then I will lose more than I gain.

Orson was not surprised when he heard the name Lodi.

Long ago, Orson had entrusted a doctor to help investigate Lodi and learned some general information about him.

"Lodi?"

"Yeah." The assassin saw the expression on Orson's face and knew that Orson definitely knew this Lodi.

"Okay, I understand." Orson nodded, then stood up, picked up a wine glass, filled the glass with wine, and placed it in front of him.

"If your mission fails, you can't get the balance back, right?"

"Yes." The assassin nodded. "Master Osun, are you mocking me? That's not necessary. I will never be able to earn your money in my lifetime."

"No." Orson shook his head, "I'm just saying, Mr. Assassin, do you want to make more money while getting the balance back?"

"?" The assassin showed a puzzled expression.

Afterwards, Orson told the present his plan.

Hearing Orson's plan, the assassin smiled.

"Wonderful, I didn't expect Mr. Osun to have such a dark heart."

"This is not called evil, this is called kind-hearted, after all, I am helping you." Orson said this and smiled.

"However, if I play both sides, my reputation in the underworld will be ruined."

"Reputation is something that nobles have always needed, and you only need benefits, right? I can provide you with more benefits in the future, as long as you promise to help me."

Orson did not mind turning enemies into friends, especially when the enemies did not cause him any harm and brought greater benefits.

"Then, happy cooperation."

"Happy cooperation."

Then, Orson raised his glass and clinked a glass with the assassin.

Then, he drank it all.

Seeing his actions, the assassin was relieved and drank the wine in the glass.

Chapter 105: Is it too smooth?

In the evening, Saint Laurent City.

A flaxen short-haired young man sat in a tavern on the edge of the city, with a glass of beer in front of him, as if waiting for someone to come.

A few minutes later, a black-haired man walked into the tavern and sat next to the young man.

"Mr. Rody, is that you?"

"Yes." Rody nodded. "Who are you?"

The black-haired young man rolled up his sleeves and showed Rody the wolf head pattern on his arm.

He was the gatekeeper of the Iron Wolf Mercenary Group.

Seeing this, Rody immediately understood the identity of the young man. He nodded and asked, "How is the matter going?"

"We have taken the people to a warehouse, and there is no one there now."

"By the way, why did they send you this time? For such a big business, didn't Mudrick come in person?" Rody said this, showing a puzzled expression.

"Uh... Regarding this, the mercenary group has bigger things to do recently, so for the tasks that have been completed, I can only send someone with relatively new qualifications to do it." The mercenary said this, scratched his head, and his tone was a little embarrassed.

"By the way, about the final payment..."

"I will pay you after I see the people." Rody stood up. "Take me there now."

"Okay." The mercenary heard this, said nothing, and quickly stood up and led Rody.

The place of the transaction was a more remote warehouse. Rody followed the mercenary. For some reason, he always felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

It was as if he was being watched by someone.

When he came to the warehouse, Rody immediately saw the man tied with ropes and wearing a hood in the empty warehouse.

And at this moment, another person patted Rody on the shoulder.

Rody turned around and almost scared him to death.

Isn't this the assassin he hired to assassinate people around Orson?

At that time, the task he gave the assassin was to assassinate Orson or someone close to him. If he could successfully assassinate Orson, he would be rewarded with 300,000 gold coins, and if he assassinated Lit, he would only get 100,000 gold coins.

But he deliberately found an assassin who had no connection with the Iron Wolf Mercenary Group. Why did the other party appear here now?

"Why are you here?" Lodi looked at the assassin and frowned. "I remember that you don't know anyone from the Iron Wolf Mercenary Group, right?"

"Ah, sorry, because I just saw you on the road, so I specially reported the progress to you."

The assassin said this with an apologetic expression.

"If you don't want me to get involved with them, I'll leave now."

"It's okay." Lodi said this and shook his head. "How is the task assigned to you?"

The assassin glanced at the mercenaries around Lodi, sorted out his words, and then said: "It's being processed. I caught an opportunity recently and it should be possible to succeed."

"Then do it as soon as possible. The deposit given to you is not less at all. If you don't care about that little money, there are many people who can do it." Lodi heard this and said with some displeasure.

"I know, I know." The assassin nodded and then left the warehouse.

Rody glanced at the two people in the bag in the middle of the warehouse, and then asked, "Are they Andre and Jenny?"

"Yes." The mercenary nodded, "We have rented this warehouse for a while, and the rent costs a lot of money every day. When can you find a time to take these two people away?"

"Really, this place, the rent is so little, not even a fraction of the commission, you still care about such a small amount of money?" Rody was a little dissatisfied when he heard it. "Don't worry, we will ask someone to take them away later."

As he said this, he deliberately walked to the bag, lifted the bag, and looked at the two people lying inside.

"In order to prevent them from resisting, we used some tricks." The mercenary said this and followed Rody.

A bead of sweat dripped from his forehead. If Rody hadn't been concentrating on looking at the two kidnapped people at this moment, he might have noticed something wrong from his expression.

"Not dead?" Hearing the mercenary's words, Rody's hand paused.

He

didn't want to open the bag and find two dead bodies inside. That would be unlucky.

"Of course they're not dead." The mercenary said. "We strictly follow the requirements of the contract. You are all aware of the professionalism of the Iron Wolf Mercenary Group. We... have, have cooperated with each other so many times, right?"

"Tsk." Rody looked at the mercenary with contempt. "The number of times we have cooperated has nothing to do with you, a newcomer. Don't take yourself too seriously. In the past, at least your deputy leader should have received me."

"Ah, sorry, sorry."

Then Rody opened the cloth bag and looked at the two sleeping middle-aged couples inside.

When Rody looked carefully, the mercenary was already trembling slightly with nervousness.

After a long time, Rody closed the cloth bag and then looked at the mercenary.

Suddenly, he smiled.

"That... sir, you... what are you laughing at?"

"You look very nervous?"

"Uh..." The mercenary was stunned. Just when he didn't know what to say and was about to cast his eyes for help to the shadow in the corner of the warehouse, Rody spoke again.