10 Million Bounty

Sloan's statement that their target wasn't from the Hand or the Association eased the tension for everyone, whether they were Gunsmiths or Mechanics. However, the thought of Rock Lee, the one responsible for Fire Fox's death, cast a shadow of gloom over them.

Such power was terrifying. It meant instant death upon contact and injury even with a graze. It was especially devastating for butchers who relied on blades. The others were all expert marksmen, even the Mechanics were skilled with firearms.

"Sloan, should we still bring Cross's son over?" the Gunsmith asked.

Sloan pondered for a moment before replying, "Carlos's son is the only person we can think of who can deal with Cross. They share the same blood."

The Gunsmith disagreed, retorting, "But Carlos has already arranged for people from the Charlotte Agency to protect his son. Do we still have a chance?"

"Besides, Wesley might already know about his own origins."

Hearing the Gunsmith's words, the others largely agreed.

Sloan stared at everyone and slowly said, "None of us are a match for Cross. Only Wesley is someone Cross wouldn't kill. Only by bringing him here and training him can we defeat Cross."

"As long as Carlos hasn't met with Wesley and presented real evidence, I have a way to make him believe us." Sloan spoke with unwavering confidence.

Upon hearing Sloan's words, the others no longer objected and instead asked, "Are we all going to bring Wesley back?"

Sloan shook his head. "No, we need to guard against Carlos's attack. Since he can spend money to hire people to protect his son, we can spend money to hire people to kill those protectors."

"Moreover, we are richer than Carlos!"

Soon, Sloan and the others discussed their next plan and issued a series of bounties to The Continental Hotel. They put a bounty on all employees of the Charlotte Doyle Agency, including Charlotte Doyle herself. Each head was worth 2 million, and anyone could accept the contract. Upon successful kill, they could claim the bounty at The Continental Hotel.

For this, Sloan only paid 10 million US dollars. While this sum might seem astronomical to ordinary people, it was a trifle for this assassin brotherhood that had been around for a thousand years. It wasn't even considered a moderate expense.

The next day.

Early in the morning, Carlos found Charlotte Doyle carrying a large canvas bag filled with items.

Seeing Carlos enter with a bulging canvas bag on his back, Charlotte asked, "Man, are you carrying grenades and firearms in there?"

Carlos walked into the living room, placed the canvas bag on the table, and opened it, revealing a stack of blueprints. He then said, "Charlotte, the Assassin Brotherhood's headquarters is a textile factory located at 17th Street in Brooklyn, New York. Here are the blueprints for the factory. Take a look, and then we'll discuss our combat plan."

Taking the blueprints from Cross, Charlotte carefully flipped through them, page by page. He focused on memorizing the terrain, the layout of each room, storage areas, and ventilation ducts – any place where someone could hide, to prevent surprise attacks.

As for the various attack routes and areas to be destroyed that Carlos had marked, Charlotte also memorized them. However, he wouldn't be using rat bombs. It wasn't because Charlotte was an animal rights activist who found using rat bombs too cruel, but because his kunai combined with explosive tags were no less effective than the enemy's rat bombs.

After all, catching over a thousand rats and strapping bombs to each of them was a disgusting thought, especially when these were black rats hiding in sewers and other places.

Seeing that Charlotte had roughly reviewed the blueprints, Carlos said, "My idea is to create some rats with bombs strapped to them. Then, we'll have the rat army infiltrate the textile factory and detonate them."

"This will cause effective casualties and create chaos. Then, we can charge in during the confusion and wipe out the Assassin Brotherhood."

While speaking, Carlos also took out a bomb device he had made, which resembled a watch, to demonstrate. He indicated that strapping this device to a rat wouldn't hinder its movement.

Just as Carlos was explaining his plan, Charlotte's phone suddenly rang. Seeing "Ginny" displayed on the caller ID, Charlotte answered the call, signaling Carlos to wait.

"Ginny, what's up?" Charlotte asked, curious as to why Ginny was calling so early.

"Charlotte, I have some bad news to tell you."

"What happened? Ginny, just tell me."

Ginny's tone was very serious as she said, word by word, "Charlotte, all of us are on The Continental Hotel's bounty list."

"All of us?" Charlotte latched onto a key phrase.

"Yes, all of us. The Continental Hotel updated their bounty missions this morning, and everyone at the Charlotte Agency is on the bounty list. That includes you, me, Iruka Umino, Sasuke Uchiha, and Rock Lee. Each kill is worth 2 million US dollars, totaling 10 million US dollars."

"The important thing is that this mission is open to everyone, and anyone can accept it. I think some assassins from The Continental Hotel have already started their operations!"

"Charlotte Doyle, we're in big trouble."

After hearing Ginny's explanation, Charlotte Doyle knew that things had indeed become complicated and troublesome. He never expected to become a bounty target for The Continental Hotel himself. Was this the destiny of a legendary assassin? He recalled that the previous bounty target for 2 million was the retired legendary assassin John Wick.

He couldn't believe that an assassin organization would place an assassination request with The Continental Hotel.

Don't they have any shame?

Charlotte's tone was calm and composed as he said, "Ginny, don't worry. We know the strength of The Continental Hotel's assassins. They are definitely not your match, it's just a bit troublesome."

"You guys protect yourselves and Wesley during this time. Cross and I will eliminate the Assassin Brotherhood as soon as possible. I'll find a way to get Sloan to cancel the bounties."

Charlotte knew that if the bounties weren't canceled, the mission would remain active until someone completed it. Countless individuals seeking money and fame would come knocking to assassinate them.

Although Charlotte Doyle wasn't afraid of them, he disliked the constant harassment from these flies.

Hearing the confidence in Charlotte's tone, Ginny didn't say anything further and hung up. The main purpose of this call was to inform Charlotte that he himself was also on the bounty list, preventing him from being caught off guard by a sudden attack.

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