After the incident, someone will help them disguise this matter as a burglary-induced murder.
"Those damned people, why don't they stay in our great Federation?"
"They're just a bunch of thieves and conmen, who've stolen our technology!"
"Damn it!" Mike grumbled obscenely while holding his gun.
He mixed his prejudices with the fear of the mission's risk into venomous curses.
This mission was no ordinary affair, as the target location had elite protectors from the Dragon Country. They were well aware that they might be cannon fodder pushed to their deaths.
Therefore, these desperadoes not only cursed their boss but also poured endless malice onto those three targets they had never met.
The engine of the white sedan growled deeply, carrying a car full of hostility and killing intent, slowly merging into the night on Benning Street.
Five minutes passed.
The white sedan did not drive toward the gated entrance of the villa district.
