Chapter 442 - Chapter 442: Chapter 277 I Refuse This Mission! (Please Subscribe)_2 (2/2)
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It came.
Lin Chuan immediately clicked on the private message.
The sender’s name was ‘Big Tiger’, and even the profile picture was a ferocious large tiger, with the message content—
“I have to say one thing, this task is very, very challenging, but we will not pay in advance, nor will we owe you, our only requirement is that we want him alive. As for your information, I’ve already looked it over, and it’s barely passable, but the risk is huge. Are you still willing to accept this task?”
Lin Chuan just glanced over it and smiled faintly, “Of course.”
“OK, I like warriors like you,” Big Tiger replied.
Big Tiger, Lin Chuan didn’t know whether he was the mysterious financier behind the scenes, and he was currently tracing Big Tiger’s IP address and location.
The results would be out very soon.
Lin Chuan continued to chat with Big Tiger, boasting about his former assassin achievements, this was a show of muscle—
“Tiger, my professional abilities are top-notch. Since I learned to ride a rocking horse, I’ve been training in assassin skills, you know what they say, ‘Kung Fu is the art of killing,’ and that’s exactly what mine is.”
“Nice!”
A smile immediately appeared on Big Tiger’s face, worrying that he couldn’t find an assassin capable of beating Lin Chuan.
According to his understanding of Lin Chuan, he appeared to be a harmless web novel writer, but this web novel writer had authored books on the assassin profession.
Others only wrote about it, but Lin Chuan could really make it happen.
This is why his side has exceptional requirements for assassins, they must have some physical skills, like free fighting, combat, etc.
Those assassins who could only pretend to be truck drivers would have to stand back.
Of course, talk is cheap.
Lin Chuan again displayed his ‘real achievements,’ describing them vividly.
The original owner of the Killer 28 account did indeed have some impressive achievements, but those are usually not disclosed publicly as part of confidentiality.
Therefore, what an employer could see was just the volume of orders taken on the account and the completion rate.
Fortunately, this account had a high number of orders taken and a high completion rate.
Big Tiger believed him seventy to eighty percent.
Lin Chuan continued to entice Big Tiger.
However, Big Tiger was very cautious and didn’t leak a single crucial piece of information about himself or the financier.
Lin Chuan had no choice but to pin his hopes on the tracked IP address.
Tracking down the IP address was his forte!
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North Bear, Mo City.
This time zone is five hours behind Han River.
Therefore, while it was 9:30 pm for Lin Chuan, it was only 4:30 pm in Mo City.
One thing was the same, though.
Due to the high latitude, by around 4 pm in December, the dusky blue of night had already descended on Mo City.
A young woman in a black down jacket and high-top black leather boots walked through the falling snowflakes.
She wore a hat on her head, her hands tucked into her pockets, and her light golden hair hung down, covering most of her cheek, only revealing a pair of clear, bright eyes like autumn water.
Just by seeing those eyes, one could tell that the hidden cheeks must be very beautiful.
The wind whistled.
This elf-like girl quickened her pace, leaving a series of footprints in the snow that vanished as more snowflakes fell.
She was heading towards the suburbs.
This was a secluded place.
Ahead was a slightly old Russian-style building, heaped with snow, almost as if one could sniff the smell of its antiquity.
The young woman approached this building, pushed open the door, and entered a room.
Inside was also a person wearing a hat.
He handed the girl a letter.
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The air was filled with the fresh scent of soil and plants intermixed with the faint aroma of cooking smoke, involuntarily slowing one’s pace to take deep breaths and appreciate this rare tranquility and harmony. The silhouettes of the trees softened and blurred in the night, as if they were ancient guardians of the land, silently standing and protecting each soul returning home.
As night completely fell, stars began to twinkle in the sky, like the most distant lighthouses in the universe, guiding those who travel by night. Moonlight, like liquid, spilled across the vast fields, draping the earth in a veil of silver, making everything appear so gentle, so peaceful. Occasionally, a night bird would flit through the treetops, leaving behind a few crisp calls, adding vibrancy and life to the scene.
At this moment, the country cottages on the outskirts of Moscow also began revealing their unique charm. The warm light shining through windows was like the softest eyes in the night sky, inviting the weary traveler home. From the chimneys of each home, smoke spiraled up, merging with the surrounding scenery, forming picturesque pastoral landscapes.
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