Assassin Underclassman

Chapter 97: Assassin Underclassman (Tip Plus Update, 55, Thanks to Brother Zi Mu!!)

Early June.

Lake withdrew his clone at an alley entrance, then re-emerged from the port and got into his car.

Inside Starlight Tower.

After opening the door, Lake lay on his sofa, rubbing his temples to relieve the fatigue from his trip.

Regarding this trip, Lake felt quite satisfied.

After all, he had gone there with money this time.

However…

No matter how many years passed, he could never understand one thing.

Why was the vampire school’s vacation from May to August, instead of June to September like ordinary children?

Was it to prevent time overlap and the biting of many ordinary children?

That’s a good thing.

Something’s not right. It seems only children in China have holidays like this. Was it to avoid overlapping with the holidays of Chinese children, to prevent them from being bitten?

Lake blinked, somewhat confused.

Of course.

There were also unsatisfactory aspects.

When he went this time, he once again felt the urge to kill that rebellious son, the reason? Stupidity.

In the study room.

Lake opened his computer, and after connecting the USB drive, a voice message from the Continental Hotel’s backend appeared.

He opened it.

Lake’s eyebrows shot up.

It was from List.

…Oh.

Lake remembered that when he was leaving New York, List had said he would give him a job worth one million.

So, I have a chance for my first ten consecutive draws?

Nice!

Lake’s eyes lit up. He noted down the phone number from the voice message, went out, found a phone booth without surveillance, and made the call.

In the evening.

Just as Lake ordered a glass of Bourbon, List arrived late.

"I am very sorry."

List, with some white hair and a smile like an old grandpa, shook hands with Lake apologetically. "Mr. Black King, the traffic in New York is truly terrible."

Lake replied, "That’s why I like the subway."

List laughed a few times.

They sat down.

Lake’s lips curved upwards, and he looked at List with interest. "So, let’s get straight to it. I spent all of that fifty thousand. I’m short on cash. As long as your job fits my criteria, I guarantee I’ll take it."

Yes.

This fifty thousand US dollars, Lake hadn’t spent a single cent on lottery draws. Instead, he had bought two gifts and given them away. Although the value of the gifts was a bit low, they were gifts he should have given.

Lake didn’t regret it.

Money?

He could earn more if he lost it.

List chuckled. That fifty thousand was placed in an anonymous bank. Although Hydra had ways to track the money, they gave up after discovering Lake’s connection with the European VAM Consortium.

They had already decided to maintain good relations with the Black King. They couldn’t afford to offend the Black King and the European VAM Consortium just for this matter, especially after failing to achieve their goal.

This version of Hydra was quite intelligent.

So.

List directly took out a stack of documents from his briefcase and handed them to Lake. "This is the target."

Lake took it and looked.

A great beauty.

Jessica Alba!

…Pfft.

Victoria Knowles.

A crime lord who trafficked weapons, appearing in the criminal underworld five years ago. Rumor had it that Victoria Knowles, who looked like a great beauty, possessed a weapons depot from the former Soviet Union. She also seemed to have a stable channel for acquiring high-quality, low-priced weapons from Stark Industries and then selling them at a high price to warlords around the world.

But…

She’s a great beauty.

But…

One million.

Lake shook the photo in his hand and looked up at List. "She’s not in New York right now, is she?"

If such a beautiful woman appeared in New York’s criminal underworld, the entire city would have been buzzing about it already.

List said, "Yes, according to the intelligence, she’ll be in New York in a week."

Lake nodded. "Alright, I’ll take the job."

List was taken aback. "Aren’t you worried it’s a trap?"

"Is it a trap?"

"Of course not."

"Then I’ll take it."

Lake put away the documents, stood up, and downed the bourbon in his cup. He looked down at List. "I have my own intelligence network. If this is a trap, believe me, this time, fifty thousand won’t be enough to settle it."

It would have to be doubled at least.

Five million.

If someone told Lake that they could trick him for fifty thousand, frankly, Lake guaranteed he wouldn’t be angry at all and would even encourage them to try again.

The damn gacha cheat system had blocked all possible shortcuts for spending money. Although this method sounded a bit self-deprecating, for a brighter future, Lake stated that he wasn’t bowing his head for money; he was enduring humiliation.

Soon.

Lake left The Continental Hotel and disappeared into an alley.

List got into his luxury car and made a call.

The call connected.

"It’s me."

List said to Alexander Pierce on the other end of the phone, "He took the job."

Alexander Pierce said, "He didn’t suspect anything?"

"No."

"No problems at all?"

"I’m afraid not."

"He’s even more cold-blooded than we imagined. If our guess is correct, then he must be one of them."

"…Yes."

Initially, List had thought that with such a top-tier beauty as the target placed before Lake, any ordinary man, no matter how cold-blooded, would hesitate and ask for the reason.

But…

Lake’s initial reaction perfectly matched List’s prediction. Lake didn’t hide his admiration for the target’s looks, but then he immediately accepted the mission to send such a beautiful woman to her death.

Just one million US dollars?

Good heavens, many minor figures in the criminal world were willing to die for Victoria Knowles just to drink her bathwater.

"What now?"

"What?"

"This mission, I’m worried…"

"Heh heh."

Alexander on the other end of the phone chuckled, his tone very relaxed. "Victoria Knowles isn’t one of ours, so what do we need to worry about? As for others, if this Black King can make an enemy of him, what does it matter if I lose an heir? Those with strength are the talent we need; those who only engage in verbal sparring are just tools."

In fact.

This Victoria Knowles was supposed to be one of them, or rather, she was supposed to be with S.H.I.E.L.D.

Designation: NO.1.

Origin: S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent Academy.

However…

Victoria Knowles had betrayed them, or rather, Victoria Knowles had left the S.H.I.E.L.D. agent base where she was raised from childhood and went out to establish her own organization.

But this was a serious betrayal for any organization.

As the saying goes.

Unless you are a crowdsourced killer, if you leave your organization alive, then you are a traitor. Clearly, this rule also applied to the S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent Academy.

Oh, right.

Forgot to mention.

This Agent Twelve was actually cultivated by Nick Fury.

"I understand."

List said this, hung up the phone, and then the disposable phone was thrown out the car window, where it was disintegrated under the rolling traffic.

PS: Victoria Knowles – From "Assassin Freshman"

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