"That's right, it's me." Derrick took off his mask and hood to show his face.
After confirming Derrick's appearance, the purple-haired girl exclaimed, "It's really you!"
As she spoke, she also took off the small mask she wore. The girl was Mindy whom Derrick had met before.
Derrick asked Mindy curiously, "Why don't I see your father?"
Hearing his words, Mindy's eyes dimmed instantly, and she said in a low voice, "Big Daddy... is dead. Frank Amick killed him."
"Amick killed my mother, and Big Daddy. I have always wanted to avenge her by going after Amick, but a week ago, me and my squad were ambushed by Amick's men. Big Daddy covered for me to escape and ended up dying at Amick's hands."
Derrick had long taken off the priest's black robe, but the aura of a priest was still in him. With the matter suppressed in her heart, Mindy couldn't help but confide in Derrick.
Although Mindy had received a strict education since she was a toddler, she was still just a child.
Witnessing their father's death was something difficult for an adult, let alone a little girl who was only 11 years old.
Without dwelling on this topic, Derrick asked, "So, you issued this commission yourself?"
"Well, I used the dark web left by Big Daddy to issue commissions. As for the reward..."
Mindy hesitated for a moment, and under the influence of Derrick's priestly aura, she chose to trust Derrick, saying, "It's the stolen money that Big Daddy and I got from fighting criminals before. Big Daddy had already deposited this money into the account in advance, for me to use it as I like."
"Understood." Derrick didn't continue to ask questions and simply said, "Then let's continue. What is the next test?"
"No need. If it's you, the commission should be no problem."
Mindy wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. Big Daddy's death did not make her feel scared, rather, she became more determined to kill Amick, her greatest enemy.
Mindy calmed down and said with a serious expression, "I've decided to hire you to assist me in killing Frank Amick!"
"Assist?"
"Yes. Don't judge my fighting abilities from my age, I am very strong."
Mindy was afraid that Derrick would not believe her, so she raised her gun and fired a few shots at the nearby target. It was originally the next test, but now it became a prop for Mindy to prove her strength.
Derrick took a look and saw that she had hit the bullseye with her gun.
It could be seen that the gun in Mindy's hand had also been modified, reducing the power and recoil while improving the stability, making it very suitable for her.
After showing her strength, Mindy said, "As long as the two of us work together, we will definitely be able to kill that bastard Amick. I have already found Amick's location. It's in a building in the Bronx District. His hideout is disguised as a furniture company."
Derrick raised his hand. "I want to ask, what is your plan?"
As a hired mercenary by Mindy, out of professional ethics, Derrick asked the boss about her plan.
"It's very simple. When the time comes, I will disguise myself as a lost little girl, sneak into the building, kill the security at door and then let you in so we can kill everyone on the floor together!"
'What a perfect plan, almost catching up with Wade's.'
Derrick thought for a while and said, "I think this plan is good, but there is a little flaw."
"What flaw?"
"The risk of exposure is too great, and we may be discovered by the enemy at any time."
Mindy shrugged. "I know, but I have reviewed the building plan. It is full of Amick's men, and there are cameras everywhere. It is too difficult for us to sneak in, so we can only adopt a frontal assault strategy and kill as many as we can before they find out."
"In that case, why don't you listen to my assassination plan?"
"Assassination plan?"
"Yes, it's the assassination plan."
Derrick showed a bright smile. "Don't worry. The purpose of our service is to ensure not only the secrecy of the employer's identity, but also to ensure that the employer can have the most perfect experience. I have a premium package for assassination. Are you interested in it?"
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Amick's Building, on the surface, was a furniture company, but secretly it was a drug-trafficking organization and Frank Amick was the drug lord of this drug-trafficking organization.
In the office on the top floor of the building, Amick was sitting in an office chair with a large floor-to-ceiling window behind him. A group of subordinates stood in a circle around the spacious room, all of them equipped with submachine guns.
One of his subordinates reported. "We didn't find the purple-haired masked girl, but I found out that someone posted a commission to kill you on the dark web recently. It's very likely that the masked girl did it."
Amick's face was full of indifference. "It doesn't matter. Anyway, that damn bug daddy is dead, what can a little girl even do? As for the commission, there are a lot of people who want me dead, but I'm still alive and kicking, aren't I?"
Amick stood up and said viciously, "If they really dare to come, I guarantee that they will never go back. Inform the people on the first floor to be vigilant. If any strangers are found entering the building, especially young girls, they are to be detained immediately."
"Okay, boss."
"Also, arrange more people to guard the office and protect me at all times to prevent even the slightest chance of someone sneaking in to assassinate me."
"Okay, boss."
Amick curled his lips in disdain. He believed no one could kill him in such a heavily guarded building.
Unless a whole team of heavily armed mercenaries was hired for a frontal assault, it would be impossible for just a few people to break into the top floor of the building.
Amick turned to face the floor-to-ceiling windows, overlooking the city below him.
At that second, he saw a flash of white light, which made him squint his eyes subconsciously.
"The fuck?"
Amick looked up, towards the rooftop of another tall building close by.
There he saw a large and a small figure standing unfazed.
The taller figure held a sniper rifle in his hands and pointed it towards him. The white light just now was reflected sunlight from the lens of the scope.
"Boom!"
Accompanied by a dull impact, Amick couldn't help but shake.
On the floor-to-ceiling window in front of him, a sniper bullet appeared, stuck in the thick glass right in front of Amick's forehead.
Amick was startled at first, then turned toward the two figures opposite him and laughed wantonly. "Hahaha, this piece of glass is made of special materials. Even a grenade can't blow it up. You two idiots actually think you can kill me?"
"Boom!"
Suddenly, there was another sound.
Amick was horrified to find that the sniper bullet in front of him had been hit by another bullet behind it and pushed forward a little, like a hammer hitting a nail, slowly driving the bullet into the glass.
"Boom!"
Like the knocking of the Grim Reaper, the sniper bullets gradually sank into the window as the bullet almost came out through the glass.
Under the threat of sniper bullets, Amick finally became scared and didn't continue to stand still. He ran to the back of the office and shouted, "There's a killer on the other building! Call everyone up."
"Boom!"
At that moment, someone noticed that the sniper bullet had completely drilled through, with nearly half of it out of the glass.
In an instant, the sniper bullet burst inside.
"Boom!!"
With a last deafening explosion, the windows shattered into countless pieces.
Everyone standing in the office could feel gusts of wind pouring into the room like a tide, but the figure on the opposite rooftop suddenly put away the sniper rifle and pulled up a long banner. The words on it were clearly visible.
"Poor quality windows"
Even if one of them had a sniper rifle, they were still only two and when compared to the guards with Amick and their guns, Amick had an absolute advantage but he could not understand how the two were so confident.
But soon, Amick came to realize why.
With the help of the tall guy, the shorter one moved into a cylindrical weapon to with a huge hole facing the direction of Amick's office.
"It's a fucking rocket... Human launcher, not a sniper no moreee!!"
As one of Amick's guys shouted, the launch button of the huge launcher was pressed.
"Boom!!!"