âI heard that you are from the Dragon Sect?â asked Leighton with his eyes squinted.
âYes but not exactly! My master is from the Dragon Sect. But Iâm not qualified to be accepted by the Dragon Sect, which is the most secret, rich and powerful clan as well as the holy land to those who practice martial arts and Taoism practice.â said Nicolas fascinated.
Although Nicolas was not from the Dragon Sect, but his master was, which was good enough to Leighton, because even if Nicolas couldnât take down Maximilian Lee, he could still turn to his master.
âMay I ask what your masterâs name is?â asked Leighton.
âYou wonât know him even if I tell you his name. But my grand master ranks eighth among the Dragon Masters. People in the Dragon Sect call him Master Benedict.â Nicolas gloated.
Nicolas had made a good fortune by swindling and bluffing. Besides, he was indeed the disciple of Master Benedict. And he came to settle down in H City because he got the grapevine that Master Benedict was going to deal with a son of a bitch in H City. He was already working on how to work for Master Benedict to ride on his coattails.
Leighton made a gesture to his butler, who brought a file and gave it to Nicolas.
âHereâs the information about the man to be killed. His name is Maximilian Lee, living in H City. He once killed more than 20 gangsters alone. Are you able to kill him?â asked Leighton blatantly.
Nicolas felt lost for a second when he heard the name Maximilian Lee, which reminded him of the grapevine. He remembered that the man whom Master Benedict would like to get rid of was called Maximilian Lee as well. Was it the same person? It was probably the same one. He must be good at martial arts, so he could kill more than 20 gangsters alone. Otherwise, Master Benedict wouldnât have given him a damn. After pondering for a moment, he felt he should definitely go to H City. Not only could he earn a credit by catching Maximilian alive and handing him to Master Benedict, but also he would get a handsome payment from Leighton. What a double surprise!
âNo problem. He just killed more than 20 gangsters. I once led my team to deal with more than a hundred armed drug dealers on the border. Those are much tougher than gangsters.â
âWow! I didnât know you have guns too.â said Leighton in surprise.
âNowadays, you have to be equipped with some weapons, however excellent you are at martial arts;
otherwise, you wonât be able to make a living in this world. Iâll take this order. But it will have to involve more people in it in addition to weapons. As for the cost...â Nicolas said, pretending to be in thinking.
âMoney is not a problem. I will give you a down payment of five million dollars and a balance of forty-
five million dollars after itâs done; a total of fifty million dollars. If you are able to exterminate his family, I will give you another twenty million dollars as a bonus.â said Leighton nastily.
âOkay! Itâs a deal!â Nicolas agreed without hesitation, slapping on the table.
Having another chat with Nicolas and reminded him of some details, Leighton left the martial club with his butler. Then Nicolas ordered seriously, âClose the door. Attention, everyone! Bring your weapons.
Weâve got something big to work on this time.â
Creak! With the sound of the closing door, all Nicolasâs subordinates rushed to gather neatly, causing a hasty sound of footsteps. Standing there, they were in high spirits, staring at Nicolas with determination. Two burly men came up with four super large suitcases. In front of the team, they opened the suitcases and showed the weapons which had been fully packed in the suitcases.
âEveryone, each takes a long weapon, a short weapon and four bullet grippers. And the advance squad, bring the grenades with you.â said Nicolas coldly.
Everyone came up to take their weapons and then checked them carefully. At last, Nicolas took two pistols and placed them on his waist, âThis mission is very important. Our goal is to catch Maximilian Lee alive. Wait for my instruction about the final plan. Get on the bus and set out for H City.â
âYes, sir!â Nicolas left the martial club from the back door with his subordinates, got on their bus and left for H City.
When it was around the off-work time, Hana came to Victoria Griffithâs office. She was unhappy when she glanced at Maximilian Lee who was sitting in the corner of the office.
As a classmate, although she hadnât contacted Victoria for a long time, she had been keeping an eye on any news about Victoria. She heard quite a lot of stories about Victoriaâs loser husband, Maximilian Lee. Besides, she was entrusted by Kacper to praise him in front of Victoria.
âHi, Victoria! We havenât seen each other for a long time and you are still so beautiful. Iâm so envious of you.â Hana simpered exaggeratedly and threw her Benz car key on the table casually.
Victoria smiled, shaking her head, âYou are being exaggerated. I feel Iâm old.â
âNonsense! If you are old, then it should be blamed on your husband. I heard that your husband has been sponging off you. You must be fussing around raising your kid and supporting your husband.â
Hanaâs accusation of Maximilian came naturally.
Victoria figured out what Hana was up to, so she said unhappily, âItâs none of your business. Whether my husband works or not has nothing to do with you.â
âOops! Look at you! How he has sweet talked you? A husband is supposed to support his family, but itâs just the opposite in your family.â Hana said, curling up her lips, and glanced at Maximilian in disgust.
Maximilian was playing games contently as if he hadnât heard any of Hanaâs words.
âHe must be your loser husband, right? Itâs a good thing to take him with you to the classmate reunion, so everyone can judge him. Maybe he will be inspired to change his act.â
âShut up! I donât want to hear you talking about my husband anymore.â said Victoria, looking at Hana coldly.
âFine! Iâm done talking about him. Let me tell you something about me. See, my husband is so nice to me. He has got me a Mercedes-Benz car, Chanel clothes, Prada bags, and all kinds of top brand cosmetics. Women are supposed to be cherished by their husbands. How can you tell whether he loves you or not without all the stuff?â Hana droned on and on, looking down upon Maximilian with sarcasm.
Victoria was sick of it, so she stood up after checking the time and said, âIâm off my work now. Letâs go.â
âYou are off work now? Did you hear what I said? As the old saying goes, marry a man who can take good care of your living. Think about it. Itâs said that Kacper still has a crush on you. Take the chance.â
âIâm not going to the reunion if you keep talking like this.â Victoria said, frowning upon Hana.
Hana had to bite her lip, considering that there would be more people to laugh at Victoriaâs useless husband at the reunion party. She would see how Victoria was going to defend her husband then.
âAll right! Get in my car with your los... husband. I will give you a ride.â